It was mixed, silver and gray. I was impressed that she was confident enough to do that. Most of the women dyed their hair ridiculous colors, in an at...empt to look younger. The minimum age to get into the place was sixty-five, so it seemed stupid to me. I never understood vanity. Eventually, I found out that my walking companion’s name was Eleanor. Eleanor was married to Frank Stryker, a retired Air Force Colonel. The Strykers lived in the biggest unit in the whole complex, and he flaunted. ?He increased his pace back to his brutish ferocious best. ?Is that whatyou want slut??The feeling was back, my balls were convulsing wildly my orgasm wasalmost there and I was thrashing about wildly beneath him trying to getmore of him in me, I squeezed and held on for dear life, I screamedloudly. ?Yes fuck you, yes fuck me... Oooh god I am cumming.?My breath was gone as he assaulted me his big hairy balls hammeringagainst mine and I lost it I erupted ferociously squirting cum up betweenour. “Hey Sailor,” she called. “Looking for a date?”“Waiting on you.”“Nice sign, I could see it as soon as I pulled in off the road. But you can take it down now, I’m here.”“Naw, I’m gonna leave it up. I want everybody to know how I feel about you. Now get your butt up here.”“Ooh, bossy. I like that.” She grabbed a small suitcase out of the backseat, locked her car, and headed for the stairwell.Brad greeted her at the top of the stairs, took her bag and grabbed her hand, and led her into the room.. His power at the school was second only to the University President, and he made sure everyone knew it. The Academic Scholarship program was a program he’d developed over forty years ago, and he took special care of those kids. As long as they kept their GPA at 3.80, he could get them out of pretty much any trouble short of murder. Nobody messed with them because it would always end up on Dr. Bingham’s desk, he’d make a call, and the problem would simply go away. Upon graduation, ASNs.