We entered a room that was off the living room. I realized it was her room. She pushed me onto the bed and straddled my legs. I kissed her lips and mo...e to her ear. I gently teased her ear lope with my tongue. I could feel her hands around my body sliding up the back of my shirt. I moved down to her neck and kissed it. I could hear her moan softly. I felt her pull my shirt up and slide it over my head. I kissed her again as her hands moved to my chest. I felt her tease my nipples with her. Bernie rubbed the crotch of his pants and felt the bulk of his cock as it came to life. She started on his belt buckle.He pushed her back and to the left so her butt was resting on the edge of her desk. He pushed her dress up and knelt in front of her.“Let’s take this off,” he said, and Bernie squiggled her butt while he pulled her thong down and off and handed it to her. She tossed it onto her desk. Jayden looked up at her. Her ass resting on the desk, her dress bunched around her waist, her. A place where young men of all races could get a shot at a good education. There are plenty of women’s colleges in America but the men’s colleges, well, you can count them on one hand. That doesn’t seem fair to me and with my usual flair, I sought to rectify the situation. You see, my sisters and I attended single-sex schools growing up and it worked fine for us. In the 1960s, coeducation was all the rage. In the early twenty first century, the authorities began to see the light. In 2006,. . time to reacquaint the neighborhood to my presence. There was a battery charger hooked up. I unhooked it, backed out and admired the driveway. Right at the cattle guard ... left at the Dayton cut-across ... breakfast to the Branding Iron ... it wasn’t the Spur but it’s pretty good.“Hairy! Hairy Medicinewolf!” exclaimed the waitress. “You’re back. How was Denver? I hear you learned to fly.”She proceeded to bend my ear until the “Order up” bell dinged. Mind now ... I hadn’t ordered ... I.