Talk to your mom about it. You'll look incredible with long hair. I guarantee it."November 12, 1980Today, the other shoe dropped. I got my first quart...r report card.One A ... of course, in the American History class. Three C's. And three D's, in French, physics and calculus. By all rights, the D in French should have been an F. I guess the teacher felt sorry for me, and cut me a break.I can't say I wasn't expecting this. But I knew my parents wouldn't take it well. And they didn't."Totally,. Oncein it I was completely at her mercy. So about 4 I started with a showerand shaved everything below my eyebrows. I went down into the shelter andback to the dormroom, where I found some clothes I had never seen beforelaid out on the bed. I had shared with her not to long ago that I hadalways had a crush on one of the cheerleaders from my old high school.Our mascot had been a warrior, and colors were black and red. Somehow,she had found a cheerleader uniform that perfectly matched the. Short black dress, tight against her lithe body. Her blonde hair pulled tight into a bun. Tall black boots with heals which make my cock ache for another go. "OK sleepy head! Get yourself ready...and make it...hot!" I guess that answered that question. I brush my teeth, comb my short hair with a little moisturizer she left on the sink, and shave, taking the time to neaten up down below before grabbing my Levis and a crisp white oxford. I grab my loafers hurriedly, for fear this highly. When the car moves forward, you awake and grin at me, saying, ‘I just had the most intense dream! I’ll have to describe it to you when we get into our room!’ I smile back and say, ‘That sounds wonderful!’ We check into the room — a gorgeous huge room with a queen size bed, huge bathtub and a fantastic view. Of course, my view right now consists of you getting undressed and then removing my clothes. You unbutton and remove my shirt, circling your fingers in the soft chest hair and kissing your.