By this times, her breasts looked real nice (36c), her ass looked really firm, and a little bigger, and poked out more, and she just looked more woman...y. We still got a long really good. About a month after school started, I was in her room just bullshitting, and I was sitting on her bed. She got up to put something in the closet, and she was wearing this t-shirt that went down only to about the middle of her ass, and it looked like she wasn’t wearing any underwear. So I said, “damn, put some. I felt bad that I couldn’t make more, but with everything that was going on, it was difficult. She’d been to dinner a couple of times, and she’d gone out with the girls on Saturday nights, but I knew what she really wanted was time alone with me. We had a very nice time, with her making love to me, and then me making love to her, before I showered and headed home.“Hey,” Elyse said when I walked into the great room.“Hey yourself! How’s Michael doing?”“I see you’ve finally come around!” she said. Slowly, I dragged the comb down her back, her buttocks, and her legs from one side to the other and back again. With each stroke she arched away less and eventually began groaning and arching toward the comb. I moved further around her stretched body, scratching the comb over her sides and further, until I was standing facing her. She was breathing heavily, lips parted, head to one side.“How does this feel, jewel?”“Oh Sir, I’ve never felt that before. It’s like every nerve is firing and soooo. I’ve been burned too many times planning for the future. It really depends on what you mean by dating.”“The usual stuff. Getting together and doing things. Basically, what we were doing before.”“Everything we were doing before?” I asked with a smirk.“We’ll see. It really depends on you. If you just want to screw me today and not see me again, I’m really not interested. If you want to take me on dates like before, then, yes, I’d like you to take me to that apartment you have access to and screw.