Before he could take an order, Kellie and Barbara waved frantically at him, indicating that he should come over to the far end of the bar. As he moved...in their direction, he noticed the three students from the class that had buttonholed them after class. They were all standing about five feet away looking around at everyone.Kellie was nearly panicked. “Dave. Help! You kind of told the class that if they were interested in joining all they had to do was ‘hang out’. Well, Luke, Emma, and Zoey. She was upset. She wanted to meet, I immediately agreed.We met for dinner, she was quite upset with some family matters of hers and ordered some booze, I was kinda fine with it, she had three sangrias and totally out of control. She was walking with great difficulty and slurred speech (as we call it in medical terms).She told me she couldn’t go back to her pg in this condition, I willingly took her home on my bike. It was quite cold that day and she was kinda drowsy and she just held me around. Now as I think back, the details are fuzzy, it's not because my mind blocked it out, because unlike common theory I was not traumatized having my pussy fingered, I mean I did just stand there and let him do it, but like most things, more important things were happening to me that meant more, it was like having a hug or a kiss, to me it was not sex, because sex meant nothing to me and as far as my pussy was concerned, I did far worse, like on a beach, I put pebbles inside myself and walked. Hey girls! Its August 31st, 2019 and I have been rushing to get my thirdstory this month up. Last week had my longest short story ever posted onFM at over 10k words... (Mistress D v. The Wannabees... Yesterday Iposted an X-change story to reddit and my own site, and today... we havethis story. Many of you know I am now doing a patreon which officiallykicks off tomorrow, but once that starts, I will be giving those firstviews. Good news, I have enough material for Patreon to keep that upinto.