My high school trophies are still at home.” Mindy couldn't believe she just asked this freshman reporter back to her place, when she would obviously...rather be celebrating her team winning the regional softball tournament, qualifying them for the NCAA tournament next week. But he was rather good looking, and his polo shirt was rather tight over his well-defined pecs. “By the way, I don't remember what you said your name was.” “Alan. I write for the campus Triton Pride paper.” “Ah, the campus. After what seemed an eternity to me, our breathing had almost returned to normal. We had been holding each other so tightly that our arms and even legs were quivering and with some reluctance we let go. But our hug had been stopping us from going forward, so when we let go, the passion came back like an unstoppable flood.Under the circumstances it was inevitable that we kiss again and we did, and then I was gnawing at her hardened nipples and squeezing the lips of her sodden cunt while she. Her husband went to USA seven years back and got married to another lady there and gave divorce to Shikha. She had a son who was in 3rd standard. Her husband had given her enough money so that she would not have to work for making the living. In those two months she became very friendly with our family. I shared a very close friendship with her. So close that even the difference between our ages didn’t matter. I used to call her by name. We both enjoyed each others’ company. First thing in the morning, my wife and my girlfriend emailed their professors, explaining the situation and both got a little leeway. Amy had begun her Doctorate studies, albeit part time, and Vanessa was in the middle of starting up her MBA regimen. The news of my experience had gotten that far, so they agreed to let them work on their own for a couple weeks, sending assignments and tasks to work on. Good thing. We had a lot of time in the air, and they’d help the girls tremendously to keep.