I quickly adjusted to being in his arms. My arms were around his shoulders and his hands were smoothing the sides of my waist and caressing my hips. I... leaned in closer to him, so that I could hold him close to me and so that his hands would go to my bottom. ‘Oh Ted,’ I said. ‘Can I call you ‘Ted’?’ He chuckled softly. ‘I think under the circumstances, yes, you can.’ I giggled. ‘Ted, you feel so nice.’ His hands swept over my bottom and he moaned. ‘You feel wonderful in my arms, sweetheart.’ I. .. it wasn't from lack of trying but things ... there are always things ... just like there are always 'they.' 'They say' is the beginning of more trouble and argument in the world than any other two words I can think of ... except maybe, 'which God?' followed by 'yours or mine?'"David?" Sorry to have to wake you, chief," I apologized, "There's going to be dense fog by sunrise. and it'll probably burn off by noon."He turned and walked up to the bow, I could see the reflection of his face in the. We sat in the waiting area. A girl came out of the office. She was wearing sneakers, jeans and a kind of ragged tee-shirt. Hair cut crazy; hadn't been washed, at least not today. She didn't look happy, but that may have been her natural expression.We waited a while, then a woman came out."Anne Stilwell, Mary Travis?"We went in and took the seats she indicated. She sat behind her desk."I'm Magdeline Hubert, Dean of Women. I'll come right to the point."University rules prohibit noisy gatherings. .." he let out. "I don't think so..." I said trying not to escalate things. A long moment of silence.. and then he put down his drink and came over.. Since she got some cock... im going to get some too... "pull it out..." he said looking at me. I went ahead and did whatever he wanted as I pulled out my cock and he ended up grabbing it and shoving it in his mouth. Sucking it as I sat on the couch, watching him lick it up and down until it was covered in his spit. "Fuck... this cock is so much.