"You are so stubborn," she retorted before crossing her arms below her breasts."And you're not?" I blurted out."Humph, I have to be or I'd never get a...ywhere with you," she said. "I can't believe you didn't want me when I took off my sweater." Of course I wanted you, I just have a bit more self control than you do," I said with a smirk.She growled and was going to say something when the professor started his lecture. I just grinned at her and then started taking notes while she muttered under. I love that feeling when my legs just go totally numb. Lets me know I’ve got a good buzz on.A couple more hits and I was ozone. Kayla laughed, calling me an older stoner. I shared a couple of stories with her about smoking weed back when it was illegal. Seemed at lot more fun back then. The feeling of doing something wrong and getting away with it. That’s when things got a little out of control.I married Addison when Kayla was fifteen. Never being a dad and being dropped into a relationship. I had envisioned it being a smooth leap up onto solid footing, stopping her in her tracks with my commanding stance. Instead I looked like a drunkard learning to hacky-sack.Through the windshield, I could see and hear Heather laughing so hard that she had to stop the car. The abrupt jerk as she pressed the brakes was enough to send me stumbling off the front of the hood. By pure luck I managed to land on the run and keep from falling.“What the hell was that?” Heather managed to say, as she. I liked to wear hot dresses and I like to tease boys with my hot structure. So once in a college fest, I went with a tight white shirt and blue jeans without a bra, as all boys can enjoy my boobs size from a far distance also. All boys were staring at my boobs and my body, I feel proud myself. I went straight to my close friend Semma, she is also hot like me with modeling structure 34-28-38, but she already had sex with her boyfriend ( he is also our classmate) We both were going to present a.