“So, uh, do you like to eat... Uh, pizza or uh... You know?” Suddenly I was like a dumb teenager.“You haven't told me your name, but you are swe...et and you’re not a groper, so... Yeah,” Tricia’s smile dazzled me. “I like to eat pizza.” She swept her arm out to indicate her surroundings, "You can find me here, or in the cafeteria, but I mostly hang out in the library."“Wait, you live here, on campus? In your car?”“Uhm, kind of, cause the library is only open 18 hours daily.”“I can help you. " Long lunch hours? Working late a time or two each week? Get her in the mind set that it is part of the job? Plus I can always give her a task or two to take care of as far as the wedding is concerned that will get her out of the way for a while." How long do you usually hang on to your revenge lovers?" Until they get tired of me." I can't see any one ever getting tired of you." They usually want more than I can give so they fade away." What you are saying is that it is pretty much up to me.". Now she was stood just few inches from me now I locked my legs behind her legs and kept my hands on her waist only. Now I kept my left hand on her waist and started to move my right hand over her body starting from her ass slowly moved it upward.She kept looking at me with a serious look in her eyes. I let my hand wander from her back and brought it in front and placed it lightly on her left boob over her clothes. She now shuddered and gasped slightly.I kept my hand on her boob and pressed it. Squeezing... feeling his precum spew out... so i can rub the slippery head... mmmmmmmm... good boy..."The landscape was hidden in darkness and shrouds of mist. We followed the curves and hairpins down the mountain. It was a bumpy road, I knew, but the limousine seemed to float. It gave its passengers an almost detached way of traveling.I wasn't able to look into the back compartment. So I tried to imagine my pretty girl curved tight against her beloved brute, I imagined her hugging him for.