It’s just that over-stimulated glands will only do so much for me. ThenI have to back off.’ ‘Is that what you think we are? Merely a bunch of ov...r-stimulated glands?’ ‘No, that isn’t what I meant.’ she said. ‘I meant my glands would do only so much for me. That’s all.’ ‘Well,’ I said, faking a deep sigh, ‘I’m glad we got that cleared up.’ She giggled. ‘What’s your name?’ she asked. ‘You sound nice.’ ‘I’m Jim Bromfield,’ I said. ‘And you?’ ‘We met earlier,’ she said. ‘I just didn’t know your. Slams.You mainly hide out in your room these days. You don't even know what yhou'd say if she confronted you.For you, it's just a routine of classes, a couple hours of homework, and then crwling into bed to catch a few scant hours of sleep. College is harder than you thought.In your dreams, you see her. You see her beautiful face, her smooth skin; you feel her breasts swell against your hands, her niples poking into your palms, your dick engulfed by her sweet, warm... NO.No. It was a one-time. I thought i had heard a soft moan, but i didn't now if it was me or her. Suddenly her hands shot up from around my neck and went to the back of my head. She pushed us together as far as we could go. I fully opend my eyes in shock and saw her face. Her eys were closed tight with red underneath them. I was wondering why she would be blushing when i staterted to feel my own heat emminate from my body. I pushed my tounge betwenn her lips slowly. When i got to the other side, i didn't know. A man walked by. He made some smalltalk, but nothing pointed out that this area was a meetingpoint for hot men.I picked up my shirt and walked to the left this time. I saw more men walking around, but no action. "Just a few old guys walking around" I thought. I passed another path and then I decided there was nothing to see or do, so I went left to go back to the road. On my right I suddenly saw a guy with just his shirt on. I saw his cock hanging. And then on the left a hot guy was sitting on.