“It’s not a big deal, Mom,” Wes replied sheepishly.“Don’t be silly, she’s the first girl you’ve brought home! Come on in, Natalie, we’... love to have you for dinner!”Natalie dropped her book bag by the door and followed Kris into the dining room.“Oh Wes, there’s a letter here for you,” Kris said, handing her son an envelope.Wes looked at the envelope and his pulse soared. It was from Watkins University. He tore the envelope open and unfolded the letter. Kris and Natalie watched him. She moaned and her eyes rolled into her head. She put both of her hands on my tits and started to massage them. God it was the best feeling it was just what I wanted. I pulled her shirt over her head, and took her bra off revealing her young perky tits in my face. Just as she started to push her tits into my face I pulled my head back. “Are you sure? You can still back out” I told her. “I am positive, but one thing first” She said “It would be a lot more fun if Jon were here” then she yelled. So far I had not had a lot of problems with the tough guys and gang kids that wandered the parking lots. I left them alone; they left me alone. I did buy a used colt .45. The military taught me how to use it and I felt comfortable with it. I applied for a carry permit but was turned down because of my address. I went down to the local police precinct where I talked to the captain about it. He was an ex G.I. who knew how hard it was when you first get out trying to make it in civilian life. He. "I hope you brought enough for everyone". Her tongue flicked in and out, in and out... The bed was damp from more than just sweat when she awoke. Through the open window Julie could hear a few birds singing, calling to each other in the first traces of dawn. She stumbled to the bathroom and started the shower. Even the cold water splashing across her body couldn't erase what she'd felt during the dream.She tried thinking of the day's schedule, of classes, of bills that needed to be paid; all of.