She and Tyson soon had the place rocking and the oldies and little kids going to bed. The rest quickly folded up some of the tables to provide a bigge... dance floor.Adison collected Justin and took him back to her room. Justin was both excited and nervous. He hadn’t worried too much about girls in the first couple of years at college. He had been younger than the rest of the crowd, and even with his height, he didn’t pursue the girls.Plus, he was busy studying two degrees, fending for himself. "What's wrong, angel? Is your pussy wet?" He shifted in his seat and slid his hand up the inside of her leg, gently pulling it away from the other. Jennifer squirmed a bit, wanting his fingers higher. He let his hand linger where it was, but then, ever so slowly, it moved upward. Closer to where stockings ended and skin began...closer to her wet little pussy. Her hips moved as if they had a mind of their own, seeking out his fingers, trying to get them to move higher. Michael nuzzled her neck. She is bent forward, drying the hair hanging down from her head. He can tell she is naked.The screen picture changes; he can now see that she is using a laptop computer. The image he sees shows her wrapped in a bathrobe.A voice comes from his phone, his girlfriend saying how much she misses him.“How is the holiday with your parents?” the man on the bench asks in reply.“It’s good, but I miss you so,” his girlfriend says to him.“I miss you too,” he responds.“Filming starts in two days, for three. I was almost in the shape of a ball, what with holding my abdomen, knees bent, and folded in half.Mom called my gynecologists office, but my regular doctor wasn't in. One of the other docs was coming out of surgery and could see me right away. He was going to meet me at the office, to avoid the hassle of the Emergency Room. This was so unusual of doctors to be so helpful back then... perhaps still today, as well.I sat, my chest resting on my knees, in the car as mom sped across town. Looking.