I am shorter roughly five foot one. That makes me six or seven inches shorter than Michelle. I wasn't fat, but I also wasn't toned. I just was there, ...arely existing. My Sandy blond hair always quickly tossed into an impromptu twirl at the back of my head. My hair was long and the bangs drove me nuts. That is why I always ended up grabbing either chopsticks from last nights Chinese or pencils I had lying around to get it out of my face and off the back of my neck. Besides, those very hot summer. Over the next couple of hours, say by 9:00 p.m., I was decreasingly less harassed by the kids, to the point where I was more or less left to my own devices. They or the dynamic duo, who had also been around me a lot in the early going, seemed to get it that I wanted to interact with my peers.One odd thing, Jeff and Abigail’s wing-woman, Harriet who’d come in a little later than the rest of us. Had left together; there seems to have been some kind of a relationship slowly working itself out. I was in the 7th cloud and could not stop thinking about her all the time.My college started with a hectic schedule but I slowly started getting into the college lifestyle. Parties and girls were regular things for us and I got laid with a lot of teenage chics but I could never get Anita Bhabhi out of my mind-My first lust. I always dreamt of spanking her ass and drilling my cock into her ass cheeks.Those college chics were never too good for me. I was a grown-up boy now and had a good amount. ’ I flinched at his words, even as the sound of his voice had my body clenching in lust. Then I felt his hand on the top of my head, his fingers threading through my hair. ‘Perhaps you may earn back my graces if you are successful in apologizing to the one you interrupted.’ His suggestion was an off-hand murmur, but the power he exuded, coupled with his touch, had me eager to do his bidding. Aching to do his bidding. ‘Yes, Father.’ With the wave of his hand the heavy ornate desk slid to the.