This seems like a college of lesbian love and things are about to get really wild…Pamella was an average teenager who loved women. She secretly fanc...ed about her French teacher, Missis Anderson who was sexually frustrated and looked like a true Goddess in flesh. Everyone in the College knew that Missis Anderson was hot for girls and it was obvious in everything, even in marks and grades. She was a 28 or so, tall, with long blonde hair, blue eyes and soft juicy red lips. She has a nicely shaped. When I turned the corner having no idea where I was going I remembered She said she was going with Sue. Fuck I have no idea what her number is but I have been there once before. I was sure I could find her place again so I headed that way. When I got there I could see the lights were on in her apartment.I rang her apartment and she asked who it was and when I told her she just buzzed me in. When I knocked on her door she opened the door looking like death warmed over, she was so fucking sick. ."Her head jerked up as Lars grabbed her hair. Three vicious slaps and he threw her head back down again."... I... will... take... the... the..."There was a slight pause.Lars reached for her hair again."The injection! I will take the injection!" she cowered."Good, Adrienne," beamed the boy, "but not good enough."She looked to Steffan in astonishment."When you ran away from me earlier this evening, I told you that before the evening was over, you would come crawling back to me on hands and knees. I especially like this certain town I'm visiting because it brings those memories back for me. The ones of first sexual experiences. The ones that stay etched in the sensuous corners of your mind and sneak up on you when your partner is out of town and you just need a good stimulating fuck. It brings me back to my first steady girl friend. She was the one that used to stay up at night after a good fuck planning our future together, as I drifted off into in good hard sleep. Sarah was her name.