" And aren't you glad?" Most of the time, but my Mom? What did she do?" Nothing! She didn't even say anything, she just sat there with her eyes really... huge until I came." What the fuck did you say?"Mandy thought for a second, "Not much, just something like 'Thanks I needed that.'"Heather sat at her desk chair and put her face in her hands. "She's gonna kill you, maybe both of us" I don't think so. Her crotch was wet when I was done, it was soaking through the leggings." Are you sure it wasn't. Kathy is so good at flirting and egging guys on, always has been, that it was just a few minuets when the guy on the left put his hand around her waist and squeezed her tight. The other guy’s hand was moving to her lap and she just giggled at all the touching. I watched as my wife whored it up for these guys. It didn’t take long and I saw Kathy’s hand move over to the lap of the guy on the left and with a giggle I knew she had felt his hard on. He loved it as he move his hand in between her. The football team was even flying to out of town games now. The baseball and basketball teams and yes, even the men's track team, went in the new air-conditioned Greyhound style buses, not this old rattle trap. It was 1966 for god's sake. When was the administration going to wake up about women's sports?Of course those old fuddy-duddies in that ivory tower called the College President's Office hadn't realized that it was a new day and new ideas were sweeping the country. Even the demonstrations. By the time they showed her the way out she was on a first name basis with each of them and was discussing world financial events with them. They each became so involved and enamored with her knowledge and personality they at times forgot that she was not quite yet one of them. That was when one would remind her about conduct, grades, etc.Working here with these learned men who would treat her as an equal made her so happy she could not wait to share her joy with Joe. He had accomplished so.