Ihr Kleiderschrank ist mit einer Unmenge von aufreizenden und oftmals knappen Kleidungsstücken vollgestopft.Momentan sitzt sie allerdings noch mit sc...labbrigem T-Shirt und Jogginghose bekleidet vor ihrem Laptop.Es ist ein warmer Sommertag und draußen scheint die Sonne.Gerade hat sie in einem Chatraum ein potenzielles neues Opfer kennengelernt. Sein Name ist Lars und er ist 10 Jahre älter als sie. Auf dem Foto, das er ihr gemailt hat, macht er einen recht konservativen Eindruck. Außerdem ist er. He exuded sex and she just wanted to throw him down and have her way with him. He was a tall guy with jet black hair. She felt her juices flowing as she looked into his ice blue eyes. He was well dressed in a tailored suit. He was someone important. He gazed at her intently. She felt cold chills that made her pussy twitch and nipples ache as the man stared at her unabashedly. He was so good looking and she could feel herself cream when she looked back at him. She had to do something so she. “Hi, I’m Kaitlin Quinn,” she said, smiling brightly.I invited her in, wondering just how old she was. I knew from Scott’s class that I couldn’t ask that question, though I could ask questions that would give me a good idea. I invited her into the office and offered her a Coke. She accepted so I got her soft drink and a Dr Pepper for me.“Where did you go to High School?” I asked.“Kenwood Academy,” she said. “I graduated two years ago.”That made her about twenty, despite the fact that she looked. Look, try asking her out this weekend. Find out what she's into, and then ask her out. I'll bet you she'll accept."Mike added a comment that made everyone laugh: "Yeah, maybe she'll take you around the university to fix all the lights."Jason spent the rest of the day going to his other three classes, all of them general requirement courses for freshmen. There was College Algebra, then Creative Writing, and finally the seminar with Burnside's TA. The seminar boosted Jason's self-confidence.