You had been waitlisted and, though you could never know for sure unless they sent over their financial aid information, you seriously doubted you cou...d pay even just the tuition.And so it happened on the last day of high school. You were lying on your bed staring at the ceiling skipping class. No one would miss you, not that many seniors bothered showing up on the last day anyway. You heard the mail come through the slot on the front door. You got up to grab it and move it to the kitchen. He could feel how tense her body was and wanted to make it enjoyable to her. He paused when he was fully in her for a few seconds before pulling back and sliding back in. When she didn’t protest, he got into a nice slow and steady pace.Emily thought she would feel some pain as Brandon’s hardon penetrated her pussy lips. All she really felt was full. It wasn’t until he started his slow in and out rhythm that she started to feel excited. The more he pushed into her the more excited she became.. Mina was not involved in a current relationship that I was aware of but she did maintain custody of a teenage daughter from her previous union. With her daughter visiting a friend for the evening, we had the home all to ourselves. While entertaining sparse amounts of small talk, Mina walked me into her front room and sat down upon her couch. I sat across from her on a foot cushion with my eyes fixated upon the huge mounds beneath her shirt. Without any further ado, Mina crossed. “Yeah I’ll go, but I gotta piss first,” Sarge said, draining the last of his beer.“We’ll catch up in a bit,” Digger added.I nodded and made my way outside. The cool night air felt good as I turned to admire the historic station to my right and tried to imagine what The Drive was like a hundred years ago. Depot Drive, or The Drive as it was referred to, had a long and infamous history. From the historic station to the west for three full blocks to the east, everywhere you looked was a piece of.