It was called Baguley Brook, and I remembered games we used to play by it and in it, fishing for minnows, finding frog spawn, wading in Wellington boo...s or bare feet in the water. The clarity of the memory surprised me.We had a few drinks back at the hotel before going back to bed. We had ordinary, missionary position sex, as if we both tacitly agreed that a repeat of the intensity of the afternoon's activity was out of the question.Tuesday morning dawned wet with fine, light rain from a. ..truly appreciating....while our mouths connnect, and our tongues explore each others' excitedly.At the same time my hands would initially just lightly wander all over your arse and legs...getting to know them even better, and savouring the feeling of the material, knowing that sooner or later, I'm literally going to tear them off you...My hands would then start to move around....falling upon your pussy, the warmth of which I can feel through your leggings. Massaging your pussy mound, all the. This was supposed to be his year of glory. Easy classes, hanging out with friends, and hooking up with the younger girls. But now, all that has been thrown out the window because his parents suddenly became concerned about his future and they believed that going to a prestigious school for a year would help him get into the top colleges, which Jeff could care less about attending. But there wasn't any reasoning with them. It didn't help that his older sister had just gotten a job teaching at. It was a sunny spring day as I looked out of the window of my student accommodation flat, I was a University, Studying Musical Theatre, I Loved The whole thing, singing, acting, dancing Ectr. Today was my first day and I was looking forward to meeting my classmates, and to find out what we would be learning about first, I was stood naked looking out of my window when I heard a knock on the door, I walked over and looked through the peep hole, it was the boy living in the student flat next door,.