He was smaller than me, but then, most men were at my five-foot-ten-and-a-half inches, but we probably weighed about the same because he was really bu...ilt solid with a wonderful chest. I know, I know, I have a weakness for muscles because I am on the thin side. I wouldn’t have said heavy, but he was close to it for his height. It didn’t matter because we really hit it off. We danced and talked the night away. He was very soft-spoken and I had to lean in close to hear him over the din of the. After emerging from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, Abe placed the clothes he was carrying on a small table in the room. Then, undoing the towel from his waist he busied drying his hair thoroughly. Abe had a stunning body despite his farmers tan. His forearms, hands, neck, and face were much darker than the rest of his body. He had a very pale skin and the hair on his body appeared lighter and redder, than the hair on his head.Although he had a cut penis, he had not been. He reached his hand up toward her breast, pausing when she flinched then lay his hand on her cheek. He stared at her face. She was breathing heavily. The hand on her face ran lightly down her neck, paused at the neckline of her shift and then slid down and sought out her breast, lightly teasing her nipple. She did not flinch this time. She stayed perfectly still, breathing slowly in and out as his finger traced the outline of her nipple and occasionally brushing it gently. Goosebumps broke out. January nineteenth was a day I would never forget. School had been back in session for about two weeks and things were going well. Lydia came up to my dorm room to practice giving a speech she had to present for her Public Speaking class. I helped her write the damn thing so I wanted to be the first to hear it. After she finished practicing she asked me about my Christmas. She was one of the few people in the school who knew that I had no family. I told her I had received a couple useful gifts..