The mandatory white knee socks were the last thing she slid up her silky legs. As she stood there checking her appearance she heard the powerful motor...ycle pull into the driveway.She literally ran to the kitchen and through the window, she watched as the rider stopped the Harley just inches from the garage door. The engine was switched off and the kickstand lowered in one movement. Seconds later there was a knocking on the side door and she flew to open it.Marsha stepped back to allow the rider. Given the situation of her mom and the budget, she had no other option but to take it.So, everything was set. The room was not so nice but it was bearable. It had a room and a kitchen. It didn’t have a personal bathroom but common bathrooms for all the students who rented the rooms. She was uncomfortable with that but she had no option, did she?Then she made her bed and slept. It was difficult falling asleep in a new place but she did fall asleep eventually.She woke up the next morning, took. This was the first time. Her lips were so soft. We were kissing gently. Her hands were on my shoulders and I was clutching her ass. She had her eyes closed while kissing. We would kiss a little then see each other in the eyes and smile. After a while, our gentle kissing turned into smooching. Our tongues were wrestling, we were biting each other’s lips. We were fighting for breadth, our hearts were racing and everything was so heated up. We were getting out of control, things in the kitchen. We met this college guy who was hung like a horse. Alex thought big might help and he seemed to be right. I was the center of a four-way and came so hard I passed out. But after that, the only way I'd hit it was if I was trashed. And I only get trashed with Alex. I tried it with my ex-boyfriend Shawn but it just didn't work with him. So, my choices were to fool around and not get off myself or get ripped drunk with my cousin and let him do me. Somehow, it just didn't seem fair."Mme McElroy!" A.