That nickname, Mare, was starting to grow on me. I kinda wished I had one for him. Mark doesn't really shorten into anything. Except Mar. And that sou...ds silly. Maybe Ark? No. He's not a big boat with a bunch of animals on board. Stallion was a fantastic nickname for when we were fucking, but seemed a little too weird to use otherwise."So where are you going to school?" I'm attending DeVry up in Federal Way," I answered, "working on a graphic design degree."Mark smiled and nodded. She was wearing a grey single piece western suit and long white heeled boots.her dress was tightly wrapped around her ass and her hair was dangling in a pony from her back her bra straps were protruding and her boobs were tightly packed in her dress.Briefly she was looking a sex-goddess.On seeing her I could immediately feel the pressure in my lowers.while doing the cleaning she bent down forward and I saw the completely puffy shape of her ass.I wanted to immediately hold her ass and fuck.On. I wanted to instigate things several times but something came up to put it off.Then at the end of the first week there was this big dance for we freshman. Joy and I started to get ready and we showered together and then back in our room we stood nude talking about what to wear.Joy shivered and then said,"Are we going to go to the dance and start looking for guys to double fuck?"I jumped up and said,"Damn right, maybe we will get lucky the first night."I slipped into a close fitting sweater that. Alex blushed when she told him she read the occasional romance, but he only smiled his slow sexy smile. Mark’s taste in music tended to be the ‘original rock and roll’ as he called it and hers ran towards classical, new age, or ethnic/international music. And through these differences they found that they both had a passion for knowledge and the arts. The night drifted too quickly to an end. More and more people were disappearing to go back to their homes and modern life, leaving behind the.