She offered the younger man she found soooo darn attractive a seat on her couch. She offered him something to drink. He accepted tea, which was her fa...orite drink as well. They talked. The laughed and smiled. She told him what she liked. He told her what he liked. They smiled and laughed some more. She told him something else. “What I just recently discovered was masturbation. I did it about a week ago.” He responded saying something but she did not know what exactly. “Ohhh yes Ted, when a. I know that sounds kinky, but … I get off on red hair and freckles.’ ‘And how long have you harbored this fantasy?’ ‘About six days, I think. Can you help me?’ ‘I don’t know. Does she have to be a real redhead?” ‘Oh yes. Any girl can dye her hair. She has to be a real redhead, you know, in that very private area. And the freckles have to be real. I like it when they are all over her body. Can you help me?’ His voice was plaintive. ‘Perhaps. What do you plan to do with this real redhead?’ ‘Oh,. She also put on a pot of tea. She fussed over him as usual. He was like an overgrown spoiled boy who would never grow up." He'll never change." she thought to herself." Well, what do you have to say for yourself?" he inquired." Well, if you've calmed down, I will tell you about my day." she said. She knew the food would put him in a better frame of mind now. She poured him some tea and set out some biscuits on a small silver tray for his dessert. She watched as he stuffed his face and poured. The ladies shut the doors, and sat on the cushions, three on each. The cushions were a cream color, about seven feet long each along the wall, five feet from it. They didn’t have blankets, but a pillow on each. I liked the digs.“How do I get in?”“If you’ve ever noticed, there are no classes held in this room. You can come in here for privacy for studying or whatever.”“Then what are the times you wrote down?”“When we meet as a group. Don’t worry, you can come during lunch or whatever.”“Okay..