That's the path I currently was on and I didn’t like it I'm not trying to wait till I’m thirty to start fucking baddies I wanted to start now. T...at brings us to the start of this story my first day of collage. I made a very lonely 5-hour drive from my house to my new school/ home for the next 4 years. My parents not the emotional types told me that would be a ten-hour drive for them both ways and I had my own car. What good reason was there to for them to drop me off? To spend 5 more hours. As the three got out, he noticed a look pass between Kayla and Arlene. How do they do that? I know they just communicated something, but I have no idea what. Oh, well, they'll tell me when it's time for me to know, he reasoned, trying to curb his curiosity – and failing.As they walked up the short steps to the landing of the garage entrance to the Retreat, both young women put an arm around him. Inside, the girls hung up their coats, then hugged themselves under his arms, making sure their. “You only have 40 minutes because Mr. Brooklyn has to prepare for a TV appearance later tonight.” Jessica informed me and then turned to the singer, “reception will call you when the limousine arrives at 7. Can you be ready… please?” She took my jacket and hung it in a wardrobe then poured us both a glass of champagne from a magnum on a glass table. Hank handed me a glass and waved her away.As soon as Jessica left the room Hank lent forward and with a twinkle in his deep brown eyes. She was standing there, looking at me and smiling.She slowly lifted one of her leg and rubbed it against her other leg till her thigh.The towel was just enough to cover her curves but my eyes could see through them.I rose from the couch and she walked towards me, slowly.We were looking deep into each others eyes, and were getting close, and slowly I glided my hand along her waist and she put both her hands around my shoulders and our bodies met and so did our lips, and she straight away poked.