”“I’m now thinking of opening one of your Personal Interest Accounts on account that I’ve taken a great personal interest in Wendy.” That pl...y on words resulted in a good laugh from the group. “The way you folks run your banking business, you’d probably do a better job at running the country too,” which received another laugh.“I’ve got the feeling that every one of Wendy’s friends is going to give me the third degree on the dance floor. So I thought I’d save you all some time and tell you how. ”“Certainly not! I do not accompany strange men, and my intended would ensure your demise all the same!” she replied with fire in her eyes.“Ah, the old ‘intended’ excuse. Forgive me, but I have heard that story from far too many women over the years, dear lady. All the same, I believe you shall wish to accompany me… if you wish to recover your dress,” Gregor said, smirking as he picked up the green garment.She did not say a word, glaring at him as he laughed. Despite the embarrassing situation,. I slipped it off and let it fall to the ground. He still had a hand in my bra squeezing my taut nipple while the other released the clasp of my bra. I let it fall to the ground. My arms went back over my head and I pulled him into my neck again. He kissed me gently at first then harder. His hands cupping both my breasts now, teasing my nipples.I turned and knelt down and fumbled with his belt, unbuckling it. Then the snap of his jeans and zipper. I pealed down his jeans and reached into his. She put any black girl I'd seen to shame.I made no secret about wanting to fuck her. We were very flirtatious, always spooning on the couch and passing out together at parties when she was home during the summer. We never fucked because she had a boyfriend, and even though Steven sounded like a dick, I didn't want to be the guy she cheated on him with.We went on a beach trip together with several other friends when she mentioned she wasn't sure how she would get moved back into her dorm since.