The wooden staircase was large and elegantly carved by skilled hands. While the walls were alabaster white with mahogany or cherry baseboards, I wasn'... sure. But there was a stain glass window above the upper landing which streamed light worn the steps and across the black and white marble floor was of a woman clad in slightly open graduation gown and cap, holding scrolls to her breast and a torch in her outstretched hand. It was magnificent.Tiffany was already climbing the steps and I hurried. There was this silly smile on his face. This was the first real smile I caught from him today, even if it was that stupid male smirk he was wearing. I hope he still likes me.My thoughts drifted back to when our mothers used to bring us to the playground. I was always the bigger one but somewhere along the way I utterly outclassed him in size. I used to look down into his eyes. Then I was looking down on the top of his head. I figured he was a late bloomer but I was wrong. After hearing the. It was also a little unfair because if us girls accidentally climaxed, we could just start again, while the boys would need time to 'recharge'. To their credit, though, they usually managed to shoot twice in one night, even if the second spurt was never nearly as big as the first.Once we'd built up some trust with each other, we began to relax the rules so we could touch each other, something that had never been allowed in the changing room. Tiff already took oral contraception, and in. All came up to us, either on the ground or a nearby branch. More birds were visible than usual. None of them seemed afraid of the wolves and the wolves weren't aggressive at all. Well, maybe a little too inquisitive. A big puppy who's two or three times your size and wants to play can be a real pain. Bev would usually tell the pup to knock it off and everything would be fine.We made love. A lot. On our sleeping bags at night. On a bed of pine needles during the day. With Bev bent over a log or.