That is called fucking. They both like that. The woman says Ahhh…. and Oohhhh…. and This is so good… Ellen thought for a moment. Then she said: ...ou are lying… – No, this is the truth, I swear! I also thought that this was untrue, then one night I woke up and I had to pee. Then I heard that mom and daddy were fucking. I didnt see them, but I could hear through the door. I could hear what mom said and daddy was breathing heavily. And their bed was squeaking! And I can show you pictures of people. I said I was fine, "just having a brain fart", and gulped down my wine. At least I hadn't started to drool, I thought to myself. I began to wonder if this was how Rick seduced women. Shower at their place and let them see his cock. If so, it probably worked on most women. It certainly got my attention. I had to resist the urge to reach out and touch it. We ate dinner in the kitchen and went in the living room for a movie afterwards and worked on finishing off the wine. Rick found a good horror. He seemed quite young for a professor. In my imagination professors were ancient men with pipes, dressed in tweed, not tall, blonde, muscular cowboy look-alikes. He pointed out some landmarks as we drove and we soon arrived at what looked like a ranch. ‘This isn’t the university?’ I said insecurely. ‘Yes and no, the university owns this ranch and it’s used for all kinds of events. We always hold the student orientation courses here because the foreign students get a kick out of being at an. Anyhow, all that to say that morning I decided to run down the coast at sunrise. About a mile down the beach, as the sun was peeking over the trees, I saw a girl about my age slowly walking in the sand. The slight breeze in her long blond curls, the way her soft white dress fluttered like the waves, the way she shuffled her feet in the sand by the water…I was sure I was in love. As I approached, she looked up at me and smiled as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, the sun setting.