She instructed to kneel before her then told me to look at her pussy. The hair there was thick and brown’ like the hair on her head. “This is the ...eat of my love”, she whispered, “it all begins here”.Casually she stroked herself, parting her sex, exposing a fleshy red gash. Staring transfixed I could feel it’s warmth on my face, smell her musk.“This is my clitoris”, she indicated a bean of flesh with a finger, “kiss it with your lips”.I did as she said, pressing my lips to her. She cooed and. ” I gave her a naughty look and said, “No one is here.”She said, “Let’s go to your place” I said, “What’s the hurry? You are like the chocolate cake that I can have and eat it too. So why not eat it slowly and enjoy it” With this I grabbed her, and pulled her closer to me.I started licking her neck and caressing her boobs over her shirt and then slowly with other hand, I started caressing her thighs. She got fully excited and she started kissing me again. With this excitement I started to. Something that worked its way through my dampened senses. The person who had said that was a short girl in a long dress. Quite a plain-looking girl with short red hair and face full of freckles. The person who had groped her was a big guy towering over her, holding her hand and groping her smallish breast.“Come on, do you want to get in that class or not? With looks like yours, you shouldn’t be so prudish.”All my common sense shouted that I should stay away from them. Especially when she didn’t. While she didn’t find herself suddenly transported away, she did find herself growing bored at the thought and began to nod off which, in a way, fulfilled her wish, for as she closed her eyes she did find herself elsewhere, lost in her dreams.“Or perhaps I was lost in my dreams and now I am awake,” she mused, squinting her eyes against the harsh light emanating from a single uncovered bulb upon the ceiling above.“Oh, here again,” she sighed disappointedly. For indeed, that is exactly where she.