Not that you plan to use them all, but for interest and decoration. You light a dozen candles in the room, open a bottle of wine, shut the lights off,...and turn the temperature up in the room.I knock on the door and you let me in. You know I’m nervous and want to talk. You show me around, let me touch the toys, and we drink a little wine. You then say it’s time for me to stop talking (my first challenge…lol). We stand together, quietly and you kiss me softly and we embrace with a little more. Soon we were all over the place kissing each other. She had her hands in my pants and I was busy playing with her clit. There were too many people around to do anything more and unfortunately, we had to all it a night.The next day I saw someone who looked very familiar in my political science class. It was Kayla, she hardly remembered what happened the previous night. Jennifer was along with her and this was when we exchanged numbers. My cock was getting hard in my blue jeans while I was. The paper was finally sent to an appropriate periodical, but the department was still reviewing it. Alex would have been nervous or annoyed, but he was preoccupied. Rachel and his relationship with her were getting more important than computer science."I love kissing!" said Rachel after one particularly extended session. "I have never been drunk, but I imagine this is how it feels. My heart is racing, and I get dizzy, in a good way. I want to jump and yell, and I want to hug you! May I hug. I deliberately stayed at the back, as I wasn’t going to miss the opportunity of perving on those tight bums of the two hot young studs in front of me. I can assure you I wasn’t disappointed! I watched two perfect sets of buns wiggle as they walked up the stairs in front of me. I noticed that both boys had extremely firm young legs and were both shaved smooth, obviously because of their cycling.As we entered Jeff’s bedroom, I noticed it was the usual mess that I knew it as. There were clothes.