He helped me get better and better. He would have me practice in the nude for him. He would shackle my legs with the spreader bar while I played. He w...uld try to make me falter by breaking my concentration.I played the trumpet better than I ever had. By my third year, I was playing at private parties and in clubs.”“Did you and Dean Mayer continue this 'relationship’ all through your time at the University?”“We had a special relationship all throughout my time there. Dean Mayer moved on to help. Sure. Feel free to stay here...but I've only got one bed.Maybe I can sleep on the floor, I'm sure I'll manage. Oh! Maybe I'vestill got some extra pillows somewhere." No need for that, Dorothea, let's just share the bed. Keep each otherwarm, you know."Manuela smiled as she gently increased the rubbing."Ah. Like that. That's quite a step to make after all these years,Manuela." I just feel so alone and helpless. Like I've amounted to nothing...andno partner lasted. But you, you and I...we never. .. weighed down onmy chest... I didn't feel as strong... not that I was before... and myskin felt much smoother. I was in complete disbelief! I looked down andsaw my tits... they were simply amazing! I reached up and cupped them...squeezing them. They felt much softer than I anticipated touching titswould feel like... I was getting so turned on... that the tits I wastouching were mine!"Ohhhhh" I groaned. It was so intense. I've never held a womans titsbefore and never in my my life that I. Jake’s hands were around me holding me on his lap. His hand started creeping up from my waist to my tits. Jake started rubbing my tits over my shirt with both of his hands. I felt his head come around from behind me and start kissing me on the neck. Even though I was pretty drunk it still felt good. I moved my head to face him and our lips met. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and kept rubbing my tits. I felt another hand on my thigh that I knew had to be Ken. Ken was rubbing my thigh going.