Mila enjoyed literature, studied hard and was an excellent student. She could have excelled in anything she put her mind too. But what excited her in ...hose college years was the growing interest men had in her. She knew she was pretty, intelligent, slim and tight bodied. Guys would stare and give her attention, she had a b/f which was nice, but the passion lacking and the sex vanilla. Literature opened her eyes a little and in particular a middle aged literature professor, who spent a lot of. I was once again late with my tax return. I decided to reenact my trip of last year by wearing an equally sexy ensemble. I had on black seamed hose, attached to a black garter belt over the top of which I had pulled on a lacy black thong panty. I wore a lacy black bustiere that firmly held my 38C breast forms. Over this luscious lingerie I wore my favorite silk lined navy cashmere sweater with matching skirt. This outfit clings to you in all of the right places. My now long hair was teased a. I swiped the card to unlock the door to our suite, then picked Sally up and carried her across the threshhold to our night of lust. The suite was a wonderfully romantic setting, with a king size bed, a spa pool on the balcony overlooking the city lights, and a bottle of French champagne on ice. My lover had a big shopping bag, which she said had my present inside, and I only had my briefcase, which also held my board shorts. We had decided not to go naked in the spa, so as not to put on too. The truth is that I still don't know what to say to you. I don't want to leave it the way... well, the way we separated yesterday. And, when I didn't see you in class, I panicked." I went in to drop your class," Sally said."Oh no Sally! Please don't! I'm so sorry. I've created a mess," Sam said as tears began to fall again. She reached over and grabbed Sally's hand. "Please don't drop the class because of me." I... I just can't bear to be in your class and not be able to... to," Sally's voice.