Brittany refused to even pick up the mug until Charli indicated that it was okay. Staring into the brownish liquid, Brittany was stalling, trying so h...rd to build up courage that at one time was second nature."So, where have you been?" Charli finally asked, breaking the ice, asking the question that everyone on campus was dying to know."At Mistress Michelle's." Charli scalded her lip on the hot water when her wrist jerked in surprise at that."Wha ... Where?!?" After ... after that night ... I. Can I catch a ride with you? It's on the way back to campus." Much to my amazement, she agreed. I rode in her back seat, leg propped up, watching her drive. Just as good looking and fun to talk with as before. We sat in my parents driveway with her turned backwards leaning over the seat talking for over an hour.The next time we see each other is at a sailing club party. A series of women are decorating my cast with colored markers. Babe magnet. It almost makes the ankle worth it.Then, there she. "Wait. I think we can do better than just a peck on the cheek." She slid closer and put her hand on the back of my neck, pulling me into a real kiss. One with more meaning than just "thank you"... this one said, "I WANT you." As much as I was enjoying her kiss (Sally was a great kisser!) I didn't want to take advantage of a woman in a bad situation. I had rescued her sure, but I didn't want that to be the basis for sex. I didn't want "I owe you" sex; if we were going to do something, it should. .I think they would just freak out.Well this is where my story has it's happy ending. I was at this park one night. It was summer, so it was a warm night. This was one of the reasons I loved summer. I remember it was particularly busy, lots of guys around as warm nights always seem to make men horny and ready for the hunt. I was cruising as you do, seeing guys in bushes blowing each other, taking it up the ass. Groups couples etc...this place was a smorgasbord which it's why it was one of my.