I don’t sleep around, and I don’t fall for guys that easily. And it’s not like he’s a stranger. I mean, I’ve known Stefan for nearly a year....So here I sit on the edge of his bed in the pre- dawn darkness wondering how I got here. Okay, think, think — let’s go back to the party… * Christine and I arrived midway through the soiree at Mike’s place. It was a large old house that he shared with three other guys. All four of them had graduated from college in the past year but acted like they had. I did.” She replied, “Can I come in and talk about it with you for awhile?” “Sure, ” I said. I opened the door for her. “You must think I’m a total bitch – and I was. When you sent flowers it gave me a reason to do some thinking and I realized I was wrong. We were having a good time and I can’t blame you for kissing me. Even if I didn’t want to be kissed, I could have handled it better than I did. Besides that, the kiss was nice! Can we try it again?” Now I was the one who was hesitant! Sensing. She let him take a look before stepping forward, stopping a half inch from his nose. Through the sheer, white panties, Ross could see that Mrs. Michaels had recently trimmed her pussy hair into a neat Mohawk.Without uttering a word, Mrs. Michaels put her hand on the back of Ross' head and forced his nose into the thin fabric. She grinded her pussy against his face, rubbing her clit on the bridge of his nose. Her panties were already wet. Ross inhaled deeply, enjoying the musty scent.Mrs.. When I say "onme", I mean that she asked me lots of accounting questions and had mereview her homework. One thing led to another and before you know it,we're dating. Turns out that she was just a really cool and nice girlthat was "plagued" with a hot body and great looks. Guys at work couldn't believe that she would even allow herself tobe seen with me. No one could figure it out. But she was like magicfor my career. The bosses began to notice me since I was "friends"with the hot admin-girl and.