’ I said, ‘OK.’ Coach called University and handed me the phone. Coach Robertson answered, ‘University basketball, Coach Robertson.’ I repl...ed, ‘Coach Robertson, Sue Andrews, returning your call.’ Coach Robertson said, ‘Miss Andrews, we at University would like for you to make a visit to our school this spring and consider becoming part of our program. I realize you have a commitment to State, but that commitment isn’t binding until May. University has more to offer a young lady like yourself. Master left the room and I spent a few moments looking at the woman who had given me so much pleasure without letting me see her, or even touch her with anything but my mouth and tongue. She did have nice breasts, large B-cups if I wasn't mistaken. Her pussy was a mess of hair and the hair on her head was very dark brown and set in a beautiful style that reminded me of the late Bettie Page. Perhaps her bum was a fraction too big and I noticed that she didn't shave her legs. Me neither. Her eyes. Thankfully, it was a lecture-style class so with any luck I’d be able to sneak into the lecture hall and quietly sit down in the back with no one the wiser. Even if I was noticed for being tardy, it wasn’t uncommon on the first day, I’m sure I’d get a pass. I jogged up to the big wooden door to my class and took a second to catch my breath before slowly opening the door and letting myself in. The professor was mid-lecture, and either didn’t notice, or ignored me entirely. Close to a hundred. He sat about two chairs downfrom Rae. Soon they struck up a conversation with eachother, and introductions were made. They talked anddrank for quite a while and everyone seemed to begetting along pretty well. Good! James thought. End ofphase one! James told Rae to order up some more drinks and thenmade his way to the bathroom. About a minute later,Steve came in. James looked over at Steve and said,“Well? What do you think so far?” Steve looked over at James’s cock as he.