Aaah ....." he blabbered unable to explain adequately thenocturnal emission he forgotten he?s had. "I?m so sorry Madam I..I...didn?t...couldn?t...."He...was close to tears when Frau Kirchen intervened in a soft andconciliatory voice"It?s alright dear boy these little things happen at your age, I supposeyoung males are not used to the sensuous sensations of such soft anddelicate fabrics against their skin. My fault I suppose I should haveknown better and taken precautions, but never mind I?m sure. Mick sighed loudly and waved me away. “Wish me luck,” I said. “I hope you get hit by a truck on the way there,” he said. I hurried my away across the quad to the music department, found room 22B, and burst in without hesitation. To my surprise it wasn’t Hailey there at all. It was Jasmin, sitting on a piano. Jasmin was a petite Persian girl that had waist length black hair, a great figure, and perfect ass. Though her tits were nowhere as big as Hailey’s. She could be pretty boisterous and. She felt Mary Ellen push her buttock back slightly and heard her moan. "We had better get outside or I'll rape you," she whispered in warning and quickly kissed the younger woman's bare shoulder and gave her buttocks one last squeeze.Mary Ellen felt goose bumps form on her shoulders and she sighed and reached down to adjust her shorts. She attempted to pull them from between her now swelling lips but it was useless. She had never had that problem when she had pubic hair."Fix yourself a drink. To shorten it, she broke up with her ‘asshole’ boyfriend. She would date occasionally, but told me she wasn’t looking.“I’m waiting to fall in love, and it won’t be with him.” she once told me, when I asked why she stopped seeing a guy I thought she liked.I got her an internship with my company that summer. It was a different department, we were a large company spread out over three floors, and I hardly ever saw her.They were having their Fourth of July picnic when fate brought us together.