“It’s Wendy. We’re going on our first date on Friday.”“Oh, that’s wonderful,” she said. “Wendy’s such a great girl. ... never thought she was would be someone you would date.”“I was a little surprised by it, too,” I said, smiling. “She’s a lot of fun. I’m looking forward to it.”“That’s great,” she said. “And no one else is really objecting. No one is teasing on you. Dean Washington assures me she will come down hard on any student who picks on you.”My. At that point, I never had that energy to do anything for her, I could have at least fingered her like she helped me shag. She got a cloth from the kitchen and wiped me off. I don’t remember anything after that and fell asleep.Next morning was the first of few terrible days that we were going to have. We both knew that we wanted each other, but during this time, we had our relatives around us all the time, we could not just do anything to fill our souls. It was frustrating for me and equally. I heard her cry out as she released her water. I could just imagine her bent over on the toilet trying to expel every last drop to relieve her cramps. I went and poured myself a snifter of Grand Marnier and started the microwave so her food would be hot and waiting for her when she came out. I put her food and utensils on the table and sat down and lit a cigarette and waited. She soon emerged with the towel wrapped around her again. She had a scowl on her face and proceeded to tell me, "I ain't. ..riccccharrrd." I teased childishly before I reached my bedroom door, opening it and slamming it behind me.I pulled the dress over my head and threw it in the hamper. Feeling the cool air against me again made my nipple stiffen, and I became aroused. I layed in my bed rubbing my hands freely over my bare body. Feeling my curved young sides, my round soft ass, my small, round tits and perky nipples. I rolled them between my fingers and began to moan softly. Taking my right hand and sliding it.