She lived right next door to us. She wasn’t much older than me, maybe 30 or so. She was wearing shorts and a bikini top, she looked amazing. All t...anned, and toned. She had a very similar figure to me very curvy and meaty in all the right places. We immediately hit it off, Terry and I were joking around with her and she was joking around with us, it was all very easy and like we had known each other for years. We invited her in for a few beers, but she declined because she had. We kiss and you stroke between my legs until you can feel my cock straining against my trousers. Your hand finds my belt and deftly undoes it. Your fingers unbutton and unzip me as you kiss down my neck. Your hand pushes past the waistband of my boxers and takes hold of my shaft. ‘Mmmhmm,’ you moan. You plant kisses down the front of my shirt even as you are pushing it up my chest and pushing my trousers and boxers to the floor. I suck my breath in as your lips find skin and you continue. It was to be my fate to be her toy, her thing, forever. I decided to go back to sleep. I twisted the neck of the Beautoix effigy continuously, taking out on it my frustration and confusion as I walked the grounds, absorbed in thought. Approaching the entrance to my dormitory I saw Sister Mary sitting on the stoop with an enormous black cat in her lap which she massaged with both hands, rolling its furred skin up and talking in a low sweet voice the way one talks with children. The animal. I walked with him to the side entrance of the mall. I continued walking after he went through the doors. The complete lap actually took me just over ten minutes. The rest of my fifteen minutes was spent getting the bike started and out of the parking lot. The ride up to the Brown Bag Palace took about ten minutes, because I got stuck at every stop light along the way.I saw the sign on the most visible corner of the parking lot. Helen had finally settled on the name, and had the sign made, after.