I was doing this to decide who I wanted to go upstairs and fuck with. I realized there were 3 guys who were really hot. Rajiv, a guy from India studyi...g here was the hottest. Dark skin, athletic body, great accent and a hard cock that rubbed in my ass often during the dance. He was definitely the better of the 3 guys, and I knew I wanted to fuck him first. As the party was in full swing, drinks flowing freely, Rajiv and I started to chat and I would touch his arm and shoulders and lean into. If you were in my fluffy wool slippers, wouldn't you?"My religion would be like others claim to be, in that mine would also encourage good acts. Priestesses might be permitted to start serving my church based on their physical attributes, but their advancement - including their ability to cast increasingly powerful spells - would depend on their performing good acts. Women being generally more empathetic and sympathetic than men, will better recognize the situations that require good acts,. I always liked tavern wenches, found most humorous and dependable people as well as hard working and generous. So when this little barmaid plopped down my beer and hopped into my lap, I was not very surprised and welcomed her wet kiss and squirming body."Let's do it," she whispered as my hand slipped under her skirt. I gulped some beer, picked her up and trotted upstairs, never one to let an opportunity slip by. I was out of my boots and britches in less time than it takes to write it. She was. I had a blast studying in Italy for the semester but at some point almost every day I felt homesick or incomplete. I think things were made worse by the fact that the apartment I was renting was down the hall from a couple of Italian girls going to the same school and one of them looked eerily similar to Jenny. Her name was Giuletta and if she was just passing by or if I only saw her in my peripheral vision, I swore I saw Jenny instead. Fortunately, Jenny would call me or connect via FaceTime.