I let myself be led, still grinning uncontrollably, and she pulled me inside and closed the door.She picked me up and put me down on the workbench abo...e the sacks of raw beans, then removed her hair band and shook her long braids free. They cascaded over her brown shoulders, and all I could do was sit, transfixed. She took another hit of the joint before stubbing it out and, wrapping her muscular arms around me, kissed me full on the lips. When her tongue touched mine it felt like an electric. Susan was wearing a small white undershirt with no visible bra straps,though I was pretty sure she was wearing one of those ones without straps ontop. The shirt she was wearing above that was a light blue, and it was cutshort in the front. Her belly was visible for a good four or five inchesbetween her shirt and skirt. Her skirt went to half-way down her thighs. It'swasn't particularly short, no, but it was some light blue color, made of asoft, nearly translucent, material, and it got pretty. She worked very hard to get her innocent angel reputation in her hometown. Years of being sweet, with her long wavy strawberry blond hair looking perfect, her naive-looking green eyes, and always wearing tops that hid her ample breasts and unflattering swimsuits had made it so that her parents trusted her at a party school across the country. Jess unlocked her computer and opened her folder of homemade movies. She knew which one she wanted to watch first. It was a movie of the last time she had. A pulse of lust surged through me. This was the moment. I could lean in and lick the cool water that was trickling down her neck and chest. I could pull down that tank top and release those rich tits.And yet, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. The blood was beating in my temples and I felt that damnable trembling start rattling me. I set my glass of brown sugar water on the counter.“I’m sorry,” I said, “but can I use your bathroom.”She opened her eyes, still smiling a little. “Of course,” she.