"But I missed out because I was up here with you." But I was drunk." We were both drunk. I'll own my drunkenness."We shared the bagels, drank the juic..., and continued to talk. "So, Owen, what is your major? Partying like a rock star?" No," he said. "Psychology." Oh," I said, taking a bite of my bagel. "I've taken a few classes." Most people have. It's a graduation requirement."I looked at Owen. "You do look a bit familiar. Have we met before tonight?" Maybe. What psych classes have you taken?". For the next 2 hours, we chatted and kissed like we had been lovers foran eternity; his gentle hands brought sensations to my body I have onlyexperienced with other T Girls. He certainly knew how to please a girl,concentrating on pleasure and seduction with great skill. Derek's handsexplored my body; his lips brought shivers to my neck and ear lobes. Icould tell he was loving every minute from the bulge that now madeitself clearly visible in his trousers. We French Kissed for aneternity and I. It didn’t take much more and she started to cum and I followed her almost at the same time. We just seemed to lose time there as I lapped her cum juices and she drained my cock. I was pleased that she swallowed as some women don’t. We both just collapsed after that. I could tell she was tired from being up all night and suggested she could sleep if she wanted to. I told her that I intended to drive to Post Falls which was on the way to Portland and that we could get a shower there as well.. Stopped him and sent him away as though he were some kind of teenager. The only explanation she would give him was a cryptic one: "Not until you do what I want you to do!"He thought about it now as he drove home. It was so humiliating to find himself at the beck and call of a mere slip of a girl, and yet he was unable to rid himself of his strange obsession with her youthful freshness. Everything about her had taken on a magical aura and he had rapidly learned to sublimate his guilt, but not.