Me: from the bar a couple weeks ago.Wife: yep. From the bar and our couch and our bed, and our shower....and a quick blow job at the front door before...he left!Me: oh yeah, he's the young black college k** from ______ University.Wife: yessir. I think you nicknamed him everreadymbecausemhemkept,coming and didn't get soft at all. The k** with the nice hot package.Me: sure, will you be having tea?Wife: well...the cream anyway!Me: sure, have fun, my sweet! Any blow by blow reports would be greatly. This was going to be a breeze.Ashley took a few minutes to get herself together, and change panties, before she went to see Allie. She knocked on the door, was invited in, then was treated to the site of her life. The tall senior was wearing only a black teddy. Her legs seemed to go on forever!"Sit down, Ashley," Allie said curtly. The only place to sit was on the bed. Ashley did as she was told and stared at the floor. Looking at Allie made her feel funny."We need to talk," Allie said. "You. The last one who passed softly threw him her yellow flower and laughed. Silence fell upon the quays. Chapter Three DEMETRIOS ON the plaza abandoned by the musicians Demetrios remained alone, resting on his elbows. He heard the sea murmur, the vessels creak slowly, the wind pass beneath the stars. The whole town was lighted by a little dazzling cloud which had lingered over the moon and the light in the sky was softened. The young man looked about him; the tunics of the flute-players had left. She looked over at him, suddenly, as she began to soap up her long blonde hair. He could be a statue! Eyes wide, mouth set in a tight grimace, a mixture of excitement and torment on his face.Water was splashing out of the shower since she hadn't closed the curtain. She turned slowly as she washed, feeling the cool air against her wet skin, sending more water out onto the floor. Her excitement built as she used a washcloth to soap up her body, especially when she realized he was rubbing himself.