By the looks of it she was in the wrong course as I was doing graduation in Business and she should have been in fashion or something. By the end of t...e week I found out that she was dating a senior in the college and had chosen the college due to this reason only. Somehow there was something intriguing about her that I wasn’t able to get my mind off her. Weeks passed and being classmates we used to greet each other in the hall ways and in the cafeteria if I were to pass by her.It was time for. I drank beer. If there was one thing I had learned it was to know who made the homemade liquor I drank.I had a couple of beers danced a little and welcomed in the New Year at midnight, then I went home. I went right to sleep and actually sleep very well.A few days later I picked up the local Bi weekly newspaper to read over breakfast. I found that the adult education center at the community college was offering a class in jewelry manufacturing. It wasn't a course in some factory shit offered to. “But you were very young and I was good friends with your parents.”“Well, I’m not so young now and I promise not to tell my parents.” I sort of whispered that in a low sensual voice as I slid my robe open further.William followed my lead and began massaging higher up on my inner thigh. I leaned back and the robe slid open even more. I saw William glance towards my pussy and wet his lips with his tongue. He slid his hand even higher and I felt the warmth of his touch against my moist pussy lips.. As I was looking for the most suitable pair of tights, I found some white knee length pelerine socks. They would be even better. I couldn’t resist. Her school tie was in amongst some odds and ends in a drawer and I had a pair of black loafers that would do for school shoes (nice girly ones with a bit of a heel would come later). I found (and still do) everything about ‘dressing’ had an appeal; doing up my blouse with the buttons the ‘wrong’ way, sliding my skirt up my legs and fastening it in.