The thought that had come to me while Siller was licking my puss...yeah, that came back too.She smiled at me, and without warning, kissed me very ligh...ly on the lips."Thanks for being here, Nicole. Thanks for listening. Thanks for not judging."I held her a moment longer, all of a sudden not wanting to let her go. But let her go I did.The twin bed was comfortable, but it was more difficult than I had expected to get to sleep that night, with her just across the room, and the touch of her soft. The last bus back to her city would leave in half an hour. Not knowing where her mind was, I suggested that she stay the night. To my surprise she accepted.The whole thing made me really horny. I had been sleeping around with a bunch of different bar-skanks. But I hadn’t been with a woman of class for a while. With an IQ over 150, Megan seemed untouchable. But there she was, sitting on my couch… touchable, being touched. It all seemed surreal, after a bit of heavy petting we agreed,. ” She was smiling and for the life of me she seemed almost pretty to me. Well, they did say that beauty was in the eyes of the beholder, and I was the beholder.May 18th, 2015, graduation day at the college. And it had come faster than seemed possible. The man knew my conditions: no communication whatsoever with the woman. None!We were early, well, we had had to travel a hundred miles to get here. We had seats in the mainGallery, on the far right side. We were gabbing about nothing much when I. “Good party?”“Great. Everyone was there.”“That's good. Where's Greg?”“He and Wendy are having a quick shower. They'll be down in a minute. Can I have a coffee, please?”“Coming up. Who's Wendy?”“She's a school friend. We thought that you might want to fuck her, but you were snoring when we got home, so Greg fucked us both.”I had the coffee machine set up ready. I quickly made us two coffees, and pushed hers in front of her. She gulped it down, then pushed the empty cup toward me.“Can I have.