I walked her to class and talked about so much I don’t even remember. I ended up being late to English, but because I had the best teacher ever, she...didn’t care. The one class I could actually be late in. We talked and talked for what seemed like an hour. I learned that Andrew hit on both her and Ashley, Ashley fell for it and she just shoved him out of the way. These talks happened all year, getting deeper and deeper with each day. After a few months, I basically learned that Ashley and her. The hall had a sofa and a tv in front of it. There was a huge window behind the sofa and it lighted up the place exotically in yellow color. I walked behing her as she was in the kitchen cooking something. Indian summer is horrible and she was sweating... indirectly displaying her bra and navel in the wet, thin salwar. I felt like doing "it" right there but don wanna end up in the prison at 23 years of age.She turned and smiled. I smiled back. "What is your favourite dessert and color?" she. Mel pulled out and we all heard a "Pop!" as her butt hole returned to its normal position. I noticed it was open slightly, and she couldn't close it completely. Mel turned her around and told her to open her mouth. She complied and he pushed his cock into her mouth."Clean it cunt! Or it's going back in you ass."She began to lip fuck him, getting most of the residue from her own ass on her lips. "I said, clean it cunt! You see that shit by my balls?"She backed off his cock and began to move on. When we weren't sleeping, we were practically inseparable. Frissa's office was next to Krinan's, and mine was across the hall from Frissa's."While Krinan was the oldest, and I was the youngest of the threesome (having just received my ipse), Frissa was widely thought of as the most brilliant. Her inventive theories about ancient society had led to much acclaim by her peers."Anyway, it was a cool day, just a few days after the monsoon season, when Frissa came running into Krinan's cramped.