. tuition goes up. When tuition goes up, there are always a percentage of students who can’t come back. Without that percentage in attendance, there...is a monetary short-fall. To make up for that short-fall, the administration feels it must raise tuition ... before one knows it ... the only students available are the rich and infamous.They are up to no good.I know it. Behind every conspiracy theorist are the lessons of history. Without the study of history we are doomed to make the same. “Hey gorgeous! I’m sitting here with a hard-on for you. Tell me what you really look like. I bet you have a wet pussy. I’m stroking hard for you baby.”“I’m 5’7” and have blond long hair. My breasts are double D.”“Fuck! You sound gorgeous. Why don’t you take your clothes off and masturbate with me! I want you to tell me about your pussy. Do you have a hairy bush or are you nicely smooth?”“I’m already naked and my fingers are rubbing my bare pussy. Does that make you hot?”“Yes! Fuck. I asked, “Did they return the favor?”“Not very often. Even Rod hardly ever does that.” I filed that away for the future.Every third evening we got better acquainted. No more nude cuddling unfortunately but still good company. Finally, Traci, under the influence of more wine than usual, confided, “I’m not as innocent as I might appear, you know.”“What do you mean?” I responded.Her voice was a bit slurred, “The sex I had before Rod was with an older guy I babysat for. He taught me a lot. Because. I smile knowing differently. Her tits swing wildly as he pumps his meat in and out of her as hard as he can manage, hands on her hips pulling her in to take it ever deeper. She looks fantastic. Bent over skirt pulled up over her waist, soaked black cotton pants around one high heeled foot. Eyes shut tight against the pleasure and pain ramming into her cheating cunt.He pulls out of her, drags her to the front of the car and slams her face down on the bonnet, his hand roughly pulling hair. He.