Thanks to Dad, a studio flat in West One, half a mile from the university, became my home away from home. I’m on an upper floor, so the view is terr...fic. There are shops not too far away, and there’s an indoor car-park forming the ground floor of the building.When I passed my driving test, I started off with a Mazda MX5. That was a fun car to drive, but I soon wanted something with more character. Now, I’m not into retro styling, or steampunk, but a classic British sports-car is something else.. ‘OK, last things first,’ I said. ‘Jen told me that you wanted to take me down with you, so that you could talk to me on the way down, and that’s fine, but I have a job up here, and I absolutely have to be back here by 4:30 on Sunday.’ If that’s too soon, I can take my own car down, you can ride with me, and Jen can drive your car home.’ I had spent some time thinking this one out. ”Jen,’ huh?’ ‘Mom, he’s the only who’s ever called me that, and I love it.’ ‘I have to respect a responsible young. I grabbed her breasts with my mouth while his hands squeezed softly on her ass, giving her more impetus to bounce and roll her hips on top of me. She muttered my name along with her moans."Oh, Jimmy ... oh, I love you. I love you so much ... "I was able to push myself up to my feet, carrying her along with me and hurried towards the bedroom. I gently lowered her on the bed, holding her legs wide apart and continued hammering her. She cried out with delight each time I drove myself with force. The next day at work was even more nightmarish than the one before. By the time five o’clock rolled around I was sprinting for the door.I arrived at the coffee shop just minutes before five-thirty and he was already there looking impossibly gorgeous. The closer to the table I got the more nervous I became. He was in a pair of dark washed jeans and a black turtleneck sweater, his jet black hair was slightly messy and black glasses framed his face.“Eva,” he said standing as I reached the table,.