I grabbed a hand full of thigh and squeezed it causing her to moan a little and thrust her pelvis forward. My fingers immediately moved up to her puss... and started rubbing it through her panties. She was soaking wet already and I was loving every minute of it. The more I rubbed, the more she moaned. She started to reach into my pants to grab my cock, but I moved in front of her. I wanted to drive her nuts and pleasure her like I used to and have always wanted to. I got on my knees directly in. "Carly laughed and started eating her lunch that she also got from the cafeteria.* * *The Lady Trojans were at home in the Galen Center taking on Stanford. Carly's hair was once again up in a ponytail but she always worn it like that during a game. Dressed in her shorts and jersey that read: SHAY 7 on the back. She got up with Sam and Freddie and talked to them until Jason showed up. She introduced him to her friends. Before making her way back to the locker room she had to talk to several. " she said. We were both laughing when we got back to our table and got some strange looks from some of the other women sitting there.About five minutes after we sat down, Bruce came over and asked Pam to dance. As the fast dance ended and she moved into his arms I could see his huge bulge pressing tightly against her and saw her moving against it. I was sure they were having the same conversation as I'd had with him and wondered how it was affecting her. I couldn't help wonder if she meant it. It didn’t take long to find out the girl’s name – Taylor Dennison. Although I knew HER name, it was odds on that she had no idea of mine – that was, if she even recognized me at all. I was under no illusion about my place in the pecking order of college freshmen. Events were to prove that theory was oh so correct. I had foolishly placed Taylor in amongst the Dianne Barretts of this world: stuck-up bitches who thought their looks entitled them to an easy path in life, treading on everyone else’s.