Mark: (Softly) I will have to see, won’t I?Sally’s face turned pink.Mark: Want to watch a little more later?Sally: Ok, just go slow with me. I d...n’t know anything about this stuff.Mark: Don’t worry, Sweetheart. Anytime you want to slow down, just tell me.Hearing me call her “Sweetheart” made her smile widely.I had her face me again. I gently unbuttoned her shirt. I guided it down her thin arms. She was wearing a trainer bra but I didn’t understand why until I removed it. Sally was right…. We spent some time just hanging out seeing the sights of her college town and the surrounding area. One thing we had to do though was go to the campus gym and shoot baskets. She loved the game was very good and played every chance she could. It was a way for her to relax between her classes and studies.She was a very good athlete and quite a head turner it was hard for people not to notice her. She was 5 foot 11 slim and athletic with long legs and long blonde hair which she wore in a pony tail. "The boys all fell over themselves telling her their names and their likes and dislikes so rapidly and repeatedly that she fell into a spin of confusion and it was all a bit jumble. After she had a nice cup of coffee and one of the biscuits that Graham had baked, she settled down and relaxed letting them get a good look at her bare knees peeking out from under the robe. It was pretty evident that all of the boys had painful looking erections struggling to come out from under their trousers in. Lori, my counselor, walked right into the house, not even waiting for me to invite her in. As her fiery red, curly hair waved as she walked past me, I thought about how good she was looking today. I could never determine how big her breasts were, because they were always stuffed tightly into her dress shirts. Her thin skirt was making her juicy ass look amazing today. I wasn’t sure how old she was, but I doubted she was a day over 25. The skin on her face had no wrinkles and her blue eyes had a.