" Maybe we could get together Saturday?" Mmmm, my parents want to spend some time with me. How about Friday?" Great." Great."The coffee was done about...then and we sat in silence at the table as we sipped. Sharon seemed far away as she thought her private thoughts. My own mind drifted to Sunday and what I needed to do before I left. Idly, I wondered how hard the upcoming semester would be. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as the previous year, particularly if I was still going out with Tina.Tina. Oh,. And waited. Nothing happened. She was still holding my arm against her, contently I imagined. I could help but think again of if she was waiting for me to make a move, and eventually the thought consumed me enough to want to try. Slowly, gingerly, I moved my hand Molly had draped over herself just a tad south, enough to start a journey of feeling her up over her clothes.At first, it was a slight touch. Then, emboldened by her inaction to refuse me, I began to caress her breasts from outside her. To realize someone was sitting next to me. The room was so dark, not even moonlight to illuminate his features. I gasped, and my heart began to race. I could not muster a scream, and for some reason I didn’t feel afraid. He must have heard me gasp, and slowly reached and touched my hand. Who was this gentle stranger? This mystery man? And how did he get into my room? As soon as the thought registered in my brain I felt a breeze across my face. I turned to see the curtains billowing from the. ’ Becky said faintly, her voice trailing off as my hands began to slide up from her feet to her ankles. As my hands moved upwards, I discovered that indeed Becky did not shave anywhere, just as advertised. Her calves were covered with a thin coating of hair, light and fine hair almost imperceptable to the touch unless your hands went in the opposite direction. Initially I’m not sure what I thought, to be perfectly honest. This was a totally new experience for me, being with a woman whose legs.