Long, blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a smile that just melted me. I was eighteen and I’d had my share of girlfriends and so on, but no girl had ev...r turned my head like she did. I couldn’t stop looking at her. Perfect curves, tight shorts, and long, tan legs. Oh, Lord, help me! There was no denying I wanted her, but I couldn’t just walk over and pull her clothes off. I approached anyhow. “Hello, there, Miss,” she turned abruptly, probably startled since she hadn’t seen me coming. She just. Anyway, the girl was wearing one of the ubiquitous backpacks, so she would have no problems with carrying a supply of drugs if that, indeed, was why she was here. I was too far away to hear them talk, but I did see the girl hand the woman a fist-full of money. The woman counted it, nodded, and handed the girl a small plastic bag that I was sure was full of drug packets. What else would be worth that many bills?The girl counted the packets, nodded, and stuffed them into her backpack. After a few. “Far out” events, like the following, really did occur. If they were not sanctioned by administrations, they were, at least, tolerated or ignored.By 1970, my wife, Janet, had a true athletic fitness and had changed her hair, from what had been light brown, to a true bright blonde color. It was an excellent combination with her Nordic features that she would continue. Everyone in married student housing, and down the hill in the general student halls, seemed to really notice her. It now was a. ”, she whispered as she moved behind her. Kristin latched her lips onto the tip of Ethan’s cock and moaned at the taste of delicious precum.Kellie got behind Kristin and unclasped her bra, her tits were so small she didn’t need shoulder straps. Kellie threw the strapless bra onto the chair beside the bed and moved down to slowly pull Kristin’s cute lacy panties down past her hips and to her knees. Kristin put her weight on her feet and lifter her knees slightly to allow Kellie to remove her.