He slowly inched the head of his penis closer to my entrance and I debated whether to inquire about protection. He caught my head once again between h...s hands and looked me in the eye for a moment and paused to kiss me, my pelvis shot upward involuntarily as his kiss traveled down to my exposed throat and extremely sensitive earlobes. I wanted his cock in me so bad, I wanted to command him loudly to ram it in me like a porn star but I could not speak. I could only feel, my body was alive with. We didn't run wild nor did we rip each other's clothes off and have wild monkey sex all the time. The intimacies we shared were special. The relationship grew and was not just about the sex.Our time together was more quality than quantity. But I was having a hard time fully committing to Donna and our relationship. Guess I was still hung up on Gloria. The night after her graduation, Donna brought it all to a head."Jason I have been waiting for you to get over Gloria. I had hoped you would, but. The boywho had given me the note was in Allison's drama class, and I reallywanted to talk to him, but it turned out, he wasn't there that day.I was really frustrated. Somewhere in this mess was a solution, but Icouldn't seem to find it. After school, I made my way to my oldresidence, hoping to catch my mom before she went to the hospital tosit with my old body. She was home, and I decided I needed to take abit of a chance. I couldn't tell her I was actually her son in thisgirl's body, but maybe. I worked a few small, meaningless jobs to try and help out, but my classes were kicking my butt too. It was a cold October day when I came back to my dorm room crying, having failed my first college test ever. It was in Professor Lambeaus class. Professor Lambeau was in his late 60s, maybe early 70s, a history professor, and by far the most well-respected member of the faculty (by other academic types). To students, he was a hard ass who enjoyed making the lives of his students miserable. My.