"What shirt do you want to wear? I can do the laundry for you," Sarah exclaimed, glad to help out."My pale yellow one; I have a meeting tomorrow," I t...ld her. No I didn't. What's more, I didn't even own a pale yellow shirt. Sarah about jumped off the bed in shock when a pale yellow shirt appeared on the bed, washed and ironed. I checked and it was my size. Sarah looked about ready to cry again. We needed to get to the bottom of this."What were you thinking when you did that?" I asked."I was. “Ya—I was afraid you were gonna say that”. I just grin, and we both chuckle. I ask Dustin to ride up to the rec center to see if he could get a weather report. The canopy wasn't hard—it just took 5-6 guys to do it, and it typically took a couple of hours. It consisted of a series of poles that you just drove into the ground, then extended upwards. You could go from 6' up to 10'. Once all your poles were up, they all interlocked at the top by a series of cross bars, then you could drape the. She looked him in the eyes as she pushed them down slowly, and the material stayed wedged between the lips of her pussy. Down a little further, and he inhaled deeply as her pussy came into view. It was perfect. Everything was so neat and clean. She had the pussy of a 7 year-old girl, with a smooth dimple running between her legs, down to her ass. I felt a sting as I realized that this perfect little cunt was no longer mine. The panties came to her ankles, and she kicked them off. We both. She confessed to me that she was awed when she first got to the university and it took her a bit of time before she really felt comfortable in this environment."George stopped for a moment, his eyes gazing inward, remembering. He resumed softly. "She was a junior in the school of Education and was going into her senior year. I'm sure you heard of "love at first sight" and believe me, that's exactly what happened to me. I thought that she was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen. She was.