Alicia has a ton of different types of music and I like some of it, but not all. I took off my shoes and socks and we both lay down on her plush throw...rug. Alicia was already barefoot and I admired her pink toenails before saying, ‘Don’t put any of that country stuff on my phone.’ I said it like I was teasing, but I was serious. ‘What, you mean bluegrass?’ ‘Yeah, I don’t have the hillbilly gene.’ ‘Actually, I think you do, since you’re half Irish.’ I looked at her expectantly and she went on,. Within minutes, I had her top off, and was working on removing her bra. She stopped me there and said that not only did she want to wait, but that she was a virgin as well. I agreed to take things slow and wait until she was ready. I figured that another month of making out and feeling her up would be all that she could take. `It turned out that Meg had great will power, though. When she left school in May after finals had ended, we still hadn't had sex. Meg went home, which was over 200 miles. Her girl friend (which was as hot as Mrs Bradenton) drove her own vehicle so I rode along with my gorgeous new friend Mrs.B. She was wearing this low cut button up blouse that revealed her beautiful cleavage, a mildly short skirt that went to the middle of her thighs with black open toed high heel fuck me pumps and she smelled as good as she looked. Once we got into her car and she started it to get it cooled off, we turned towards each other and both leaned in for a kiss, I took my hand and. You don't fit any type, you're just John Doe, you dress plainly, you keep to yourself most of the time, you're not in a club, you're middle class, and your grades are decent. That last one surprises everybody, since they all know you're the smartest person in school, faculty included, but you just don't care about school, so you don't try at all. You don't want to spend time with the stoners, since it would only get you branded by the faculty here, the jocks are assholes of the highest level,.