This was something that would not just go away.Walking into the kitchen, I saw Tina sitting at the table. She, too, looked like she’d also lost slee.... I got a cup of coffee and sat at the table with her. This was something I needed to discuss or it would eat me up.“Tina, what exactly are you talking about?” I said. “What exactly would I be doing? Don't beat around the bush, get straight to it. I want to know. Are you running a full prostitution spa? Would I be fucking every man I come in. 'I was inspired by the French Revolution', I laughed and said. She looked a little surprised but I did not try to hold her hand and she just smiled and got in.We became more friendly after that. A few lunches at the Student Center, more studying. We would sometimes walk together and chat between classes. Parting when she went to more classes in writing and me toward the science complex. She was majoring in Journalism and I thought I wanted to be a Doctor. One day I met her near the exit to a. Her breasts were almost as perfect as I had imagined. I would say they were pert B cups, baseball sized. I immediately began kissing and fondling them. Her sobs now whimper’s again, I finished my attentions to her breasts and pulled her gown back down slowly. I decided it was time to use the information I had gleaned from her garbage and give her a threat that would touch her very soul! ?Sister, since you’re Catholic, if you’re to become pregnant today you can’t even look to. Her pussy was right in my face. "Should I go shower?" she asked knowing full well what my answer would be.I reached over to her, grabbed her ass cheeks, and pulled her to me to me. Then I kissed her bald pussy. "That answers that question," she said with a moan.I told her, "Let me go into the bathroom for a sec and you get back into bed, Nasty Girl. Then I'll eat it!"I took my morning pee and brushed my teeth. Then I crawled back into bed and took her into my arms and kissed her passionately..