I'd been to every Big Ten campus except Minnesota. The travel was routine by now. The freshmen still looked at the whole thing as an adventure. I trie... to make sure my charges, John Crosby and Brian Henson understood we were on a business trip not an adventure. Jared Cantrell and Squirrel MacCauley already understood.We flew into Detroit and took the long bus ride to Ann Arbor. The athletic department put us up in the same hotel as two years ago. The coaches gave us more free time than normal. I'd rather have something simple like a bagel, but that was what Colby wanted."So what do you want to do today?" I asked."I don't really have any preferences... but I'd like to spend it with you." Well, I can arrange that," I grinned. "Let's do something fun. How about bowling?" I'm awful, but I'll give it a try." I'm pretty good. I'll help you out, baby."We headed over to '300' to bowl a couple of games. Colby was indeed really bad, but we still had a good time. I gave him some pointers and. “I’ll bring you one of Micheline’s bikinis.” “Thank you, Edward.” He started to go, but I stopped him. “I didn’t intend to come here. I didn’t even know you lived in Villefranche-sur-Mer.”“I know, Bettine. We haven’t stayed in touch, but we heard about the wedding.”“You did? But I didn’t invite you! I’m so sorry.” “Bettine,” he said, taking my hand, “It’s fine. We were a couple five years ago. In high school. Micheline knows Victor from when she went to college in Milan.” He turned away, then. It just didn’t seem right to me. And I got so much more pleasure out of it when both my cock and tongue were being stimulated.And Em’s pussy was incredible. I’d touched it and frigged her to orgasms but I’d never tasted her before. It was beautiful. I thought that I could die happy with my face between her legs. This was my idea of paradise.She must have thought it was pretty good, too, because she drenched my face with her come a few seconds before I filled her stomach.“Why don’t you grab a.