My attention to her breasts was averted when Miss Raphael asked us to pass in the stories we had written. I hadn't noticed her when I came into class,... still daydreaming about the bus ride, but I was now focused on the same wondrous sight that had captured Ione's attention. The petite and lovely Miss Raphael was wearing her normal black to match her hair, but her skirt was shorter than normal and the material of her skirt and blouse was a shiny black satin. The tightness of the top accentuated. She was a young, playful college student from the next state over. Everything about her exuded sexiness, even her soft erotic voice, though she'd never admit it. Her body, nice and thick in all the right places and her ass, from what I gathered from various playful picture text messages, was divine! After months of chatting, I finally found myself outside of a bed and breakfast in the suburbs waiting for her car to pull into the lot. I'm a bit nervous, but even more horny and excited that we. I tried to push the thoughts out of my head, and looked down at myself."Do I look okay, at least?" You look beautiful as always."I got up and went to the full length mirror. My appearance had changed since the last pictures I had sent to him, and I wondered if he would approve. What use to be my long red hair was now shoulder length, I always cut it off right before the summer, and now it wasn't all red. I had the beautician put blonde highlights in my hair when I had it cut. She told me that. “Oh you think you are so smart” she hissed back at him.He had a light bulb moment - a way to finish this conversation or to get into her panties ... or possibly to get his face slapped.“I’m going to have a wild guess as to why you are so interested in what may have happened between myself and Trudy”.“Tell me ... did you want me to have sex with you?” he asked her.She continued to look at him, not answering his question, but with a startled look now on her face.“Well!!!!” he prompted her.She.