She had a reputation for being a total Ice Queen who didn’t talk to anyone unless it was work-related. There were stories that she was a lesbian, or...a transvestite, but that was just the rumour mill trying to make up for what little information there was about her. Everyone knew she lived off campus, but no one seemed to know just where. Nor did they know if she had anything approaching a social life, even in a town as small as Evergreen Lake. I put her out of my mind, given that she worked in. Didn't realize until later how much of a difference it would be.Opening bands:Nothing eventful occured here but it did set the setting incorrectly for the both of us. Up until that point no one was really getting into the music. Very few people around us really engaged, and for the most part although we were having a good time, we figured it wasn't going to get too crazy. Then when the band everyone was ready to see was about to kick off their set-EVERYTHING changed. People were rushing to get. Grandpa’s second wife was a nutcase, and I’m not sure if they ever enjoyed sex in this fashion. He had divorced her after only 2 years of marriage.My pussy was squeezing grandpa’s cock as he arched his hips higher and higher, nearly bouncing me right off of him. Had he not held onto my ass as he pumped me over and over, harder and harder, I think I would have bounced right to the ceiling and onto the floor! In one quick fluid movement, grandpa picked me up and laid me back down on the bed,. I decided that I should talk to the rest of them face-to-face, which meant getting together. But first, I’d call Kathy. I picked up the phone and dialed her number.“Hi, Kathy!”“Hi, Steve! I’m sorry I didn’t return your calls. I’ve been really busy. I should have done it sooner, I know.”“It’s OK. I’ve been busy too, trying to reconnect with people and arrange for drivers ed, and I had to talk to my old boss about my job and a bunch of other stuff.”“So why did you call?” she asked hopefully.“To.