He looked up and smiled, not a wide grin, but one where his eyes light up his whole face. He turned to the barman and ordered a glass of Merlot for me... he knows me so well and I love that about him. I removed my coat, put it on a hook, and walked over to him. He stood, being a gentleman, he knows how to greet a lady when she enters a room. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and since I am a lady who knows how to greet her man, I kissed him tenderly. I stretched up and pressed my body to his.. He figured out something was amiss your first year here as it was remarkably difficult for any of the upperclassman to haze either one of you. I can't tell you how many times I was tripped as a plebe here and I know for a fact that neither one of you never met pavement once during your first year here. Then the two of you were able to remain under the radar of senior cadets for your second and third years here. That led us to look into a few more things and discovered that the both of you. Alan, however, hadn’t even considered being rough with Astrid. Initially he was frustrated, but he felt that rough sex made the woman more of an object. It lacked the intimacy that sexual congress was meant to be about. Besides, if you go too fast you don’t get the chance to appreciate the body. The sensitive nerves in the head of Alan’s cock brushed up against every unique fold in Astrid’s pussy. It was a different experience with every woman, which is why Alan liked to take his time. Astrid. He waited expectantly. Allison took a sip of her coffee. She knew that she was driving the poor boy crazy. However, for some reason, although she knew the answer, she didn't want to respond too quickly. "I don't think we have a choice," she finally said, smiling over her coffee cup. Chris wanted to jump from the table and hug her, however he restrained himself. He wanted to let his mother have her moment. "I'll have to get a doctors appointment to get a prescription for the pill... if I'm not.