”“You were lucky!”“No, I chose my initial position well and at the second meeting I had you on the ropes,” I shrugged with a grin.“You did...not!”“Must be why you were falling back then, because you were winning.”“It was to draw you away from the exit, you utter Guronět!”“Really?” I laughed. “But this isn’t getting you ready for your practice session, so get into your armour.”“Pah! Do me the courtesy then of giving me some privacy and wait outside!”“Of course,” I grinned.Five minutes later an. We were back in the small office when Zoey asked, “so how are you settling in?”I was leaning against her desk. “Fine yeah, schools good. Know my way around places now and can now start earning some cash.”“That’s good! Made any friends yet?” “Talk to a few people but wouldn’t say friendship.” “Any girls?” She said a little quieter and took a small step towards me.“Plenty of girls there” I told her the truth.“Any you’ve got your eye on?” She was moving closer.“Now that would be telling but not. ' Good enough for a first try. He fled and I settled back down on the couch. College is a mixed experience. I learnt to enjoy reading, iron shirts, polish my social skills, drink beer, discover the joys of grass; made me kinda sloppy mouthed though. The polite High School kid who'd arrived pretty soon turned into a guy who cussed up a storm without realizing it. I guess that shows some, even just telling the story. Poor ol' Nick was still in his first week though, bewildered, feeling like an. Your shoulders, your armpits, the side of your body, you belly, your back. I kiss your hand and caress your fingers and massage your arms. I throw the shirt on the floor and put my hand flat on your chest. I enjoy the warmth of your skin, and I feel how your chest moves up and forward as you breathe in and out. The beating of your heart that I feel through my hand soothes me and as I look into your eyes I'll tell you how much I love you.I stare at your cleavage thanks to the pushup bra you are.