Please forgive me," Dorothy said."I realize I don't look like you. Beautiful face, great hair, great body, and those killer blue eyes. You are an A. I...think I am a good B, but nobody at this college stands up to you on looks. Guys give me a second look but they turn all the way around for you."I need to go somewhere and get a boy who doesn't fuck the A girl. Mom wants me to go to Penn. She wants me to find a nice bright one in Wharton and have him follow me around like Mike follows you."Very. I locked the door behind me and was on my way.As I walked closer to the coffee shop I saw who I was hoping ... HOPING was Brent through the window. He was about 6’2”. Holy shit. Silvery grey hair. A pair of rimless glasses. Collared shirt. A tie. Wow. Just ... wow. He looked up and saw me approaching and smiled. It was Brent. Alone at a table.I walked up to him and smiled, holding out my hand. “Hello Brent!” I beamed. He took my hand and kissed it. “Hello Lainey”. “Zoey” I corrected him. “My. We reached home soon and he carried me into the house without waking up the guard . My boobs were moving up and down , my nipples were erect , the rain drops were touching my vagina and shying away as they were nothing compared to the wetness of my pussy.. He took me into his bedroom and made me lye down . He went to the bathroom and turned the jacuzzi on .And then carried me into the bath tub , and made sit in it while he took off his pants and shirt . I was amazed to see his six packs and. And just as she was about to tell Carla of the magic moment that would cause her friend’s teenage cunt to explode, Sandi said, "Carla… stop!” "What?" Carla gasped, with a look of horror on her face."I said stop," Sandi said flashing an evil grin."Why," Carla asked, with a look of confusion and desperation on her beautiful face."Because I don't want you to cum yet," Sandi replied."Oh god Sans, please let me cum… I'm so fucking close," Carla said in a trembling voice.Sandi just smiled at her.