"This is one of your choices. You can attend school like this every dayfor the rest of the year, or, you can select one of your other options."She sto...d there staring at me for a moment, then... "you look ridiculousin that outfit, but if that's what you want...."Afraid to ask what the "other" options were, I had no choice. "I can't goto school like this! I'd get killed in a hot minute if I showed up likethis!" With a sigh, I asked, "What are the other options?" I agree that the boys would. Except I helped clean her front, too. Her medium-sized breasts seemed very dirty and I needed to rub them a lot. Her panties just hindered our cleaning efforts so we removed them.I had never been with a redhead like this before. Her lightly freckled skin was set off by her beautiful fiery but sparse pubic hair. That section had some mud on it, so I thoroughly worked that area over and over. To get her clean, of course.She gasped as my finger slipped inside her sex, she leaned forward a little. • • • On Thursday evening I was walking through the university campus, a good thirty minute drive from home for no reason apart from being sick of school, of home, of common things. My idea was to call up a freshman that went to the same church as my best friend and convince him to have coffee with me, but he was busy, so I continued solo to a café. After buying a nice hot mocha, I left immediately to walk back to my car. While treading down a small concrete walkway between dorm buildings, I. The business had been in their family for generations, and Malcolm intended for it to remain so.Although Robin and Malcolm’s relationship was a relaxed one, Robin always understood who the top dog was. Unlike all his buddies, however, Robin was always shown real affection by Malcolm. Whereas his friends only ever shook hands with their fathers, Robin often got hugged and kissed by Malcolm.If there hadn’t been a twenty-four-year difference in their ages, Malcolm and Robin could almost be twins..