" I think I'll stay at home for a change and just read the student paper. What's interesting in there?" Well, the credits program. It's going to be to...gh getting in though. You either have to complete all the prerequisites with passing grades or demonstrate proficiency to the instructor who's teaching the class. That makes it a little subjective, doesn't it? I think they're laying for you. At least the Dean is for sure." And, let's see. There is an election Monday for Freshman class president.. "Be careful with her. I better only see enough mileage for a round trip back to the house when you pick me up Saturday night." "You know little boy prefers his Subaru to drive around Mistress. These luxury sports cars make him nervous."She smiled at me; she indeed knew I was uncomfortable driving either her Mercedes or her Mustang. I had actually tried to convince her to use my car to take her to the airport, but she didn't like the leg room in it. And since my wife had legs that went on. There are about a dozen changing booths along one wall of the store. The last time I went there with my ex, the owner had removed the doors on the last four booths. And women were actually using them! It was better than a strip show!I couldn't talk my girlfriend into using one of the booths with no door. But while she was using a booth with a door to try on clothes I went over and stood with half a dozen couples and a few other guys. Together we watched two women change clothes in front of us.. ” “Now? Here? We really should go somewhere else.” “No, now, and why not here?” “Are you nuts? Somebody might see us!” “No one’s anywhere around here. Come on, don’t you want to?” “Maybe I do, but that doesn’t mean I want to get caught!” Raymond just unzipped his pants and pulled out nice thick, semi-erect cock with a big mushroom head. I wanted it, and he knew it. Jeez, this is completely nuts. I walked to where I could look down the aisle; no one was around. I listened, but heard.