She told me she is a track star, that the school takes sports very seriously, and that they were offering full tuition and deluxe accommodations near ...ampus, actually right across the street from her sorority. She flashed a dazzling white smile and I felt my dick jump in my shorts. She told me how fun a campus it was, and showed me pictures including some pretty wild parties at her sorority. The pictures showed a lot of very hot young white women like Kim.I started to feel a pretty strong urge. ”“Haha. I was exactly where you were now…” I got interrupted.“No, you weren’t,” she said.“Stressed freshman with less than optimal grades, only without the big breasts and oh so tight body? Too much?” I said.She smiled at that and said, “No, I have gotten worse. I have an insane work schedule. Haven’t exactly learned to juggle those two yet. He doesn’t want to hear it.”I tilted my head sideways with my hand on my jaw. “The T.A.? The tall dude that lurks in the class? That one?”“Yup. So, I had. That was probably because I hated getting dressed up, and did my best to avoid such occasions. Finally, she agreed to do it, even as she gave me a side-long glance, as if in disbelief.So, everything was set: we both got off early from work on Fridays during the summer. We had plenty of time to eat, shower, and change into our wedding outfits, then arrive at the park before dusk settled in. We walked arm in arm through the park, laughing nervously, as we smiled and nodded to the joggers and. The party was fun, but because everyone (including my parents) was there, Mark and I were not able to engage in our usual Saturday activities. Since the start of school, our sex episodes were mainly limited to the weekends, so we were getting anxious by Saturday. That night, my mother came into my room and said that she wanted to say a few things. Please dont think Im prying, accusing, or condoning anything, she said, as she had obviously rehearsed. I just want to say that if the time comes.