I was amused at all the 'political activists' who were trying to get students organized for rallies, and registered to vote. Ok, I admit it. I didn't ...eally follow politics too seriously. While I did know who the president was, his particular politics were a mystery to me.This is not to say I was apathetic! Far from it. I was into my own local politics, intensely. But national politics were an animal of a different sort. It was during this period that I met my girlfriend.The only reason I. It was lovely to have a woman pampering me again after such a long time. I decided not to do anything and just enjoy her experienced hands and mouth. Her hot tongue pushed her way inside my mouth caressing my tongue. Her hand was playing with my testicles. Softly scratching them with her nails. Her lips were kissing my face now and her tongue licking my skin sucking my lobe going down to my neck. All this was going on while my blood was on fire. Then she knelt in between my legs and put my. She had had an absolutely endless day at school. She couldn't wait for it to be over--and she usually liked school.She had to be honest with herself. She had wanted this for quite a long time--but she was scared. Scared it would hurt. Scared she wouldn't enjoy it or know what to do. Scared that this was all he wanted from her--and wasn't that a bit of an irrational fear? He stuck around for over a year when this was all he wanted? It made no sense, but she couldn't stop it creeping into her. Amy's eyes grew as wide as saucers. Her mouth opened but nothing came out.Janice waited for an answer, her heart pounding in her chest.Amy finally looked down at the table and whispered "Ye... yes."The next question would tell Janice what she wanted to know. "Did you like what you saw?"Again, there was a whispered answer, but Janice couldn't hear it. It might have been because of the noise in the restaurant, or it could have been the roaring in Janice's ears from the blood pulsing through her.