I arrived only a minute or two late but as I sat in class, the image of Sharon dominated my thoughts. I was thankful that some of my closer high scho...l chums were attending the same college. During summer session, I knew practically no one but thanks to a plentiful supply of pot, made friends easily. In that era many a friendship started via a shared joint or pipe. Long hair, T shirts and bell bottoms was the standard look among college age males, especially at State U. In spite of the fact. "Stand up!" she ordered.While they labored to their feet, she went to the shield and removed the other epee. She tossed the bent one on the bed. She returned to the men as Aldo was trying to pull his pants up. The tip of the epee flashed and a score appeared as if by magic on the wrist above his hand."I didn't tell you to pull your trousers up," she said. "I simply told you to stand."His yelp was cut short, I think by pure will, as the tip of the sword flicked negligently toward him again. He. She explained that she had only been living here for two weeks and she was lonely. Jeff worked for the railroad and he was away for days at a time. I almost thought she was making me aware that she was available.She wanted to know my status. I said I was divorced. That brought a smile to her face. She then asked me what type of women I liked. I should have excused myself right then. I didn't answer her. "Do you like big women?" She asked.Just like that, she pulled her top up over her head. I. Especially, since we do not intend to get together aside from just… sex.”She finished in one breath, quite obviously eager to get all the information out at once.“Is it okay that he saw you two?” asked mom, “I know it must have turned him on so, and I do trust him.”“Oh,” said Ellen with a nervous smile, “I don’t know mom… Uh… Hello, Mr. Anderson… I suppose it’s ok…”Mr. Anderson was clean shaven and had a kind face.“I really am sorry Ellen, I never did think I’d see you… Um… Like this, but when.