She talked a lot and with her thrissur slang and she had an excellent talent in shifting topic to topic.Being from a rich well to do family she could ...have been a little reserved but she was least. She spoke to any one she met with and that was the keyhole in building a relationship. She became my fantasy woman soon and I began to build a relationship but it took a long time, very long time 4 years.She took to trust me and that too for a single day with her. I said earlier we talked a lot. ‘And you know me, too, don’t you, Tom?’ Donna asked. Tommy jumped when the pretty blonde’s hand fell on his other leg. His mind raced and his body caught fire. What was going on here? What were Kim and Donna up to? Donna’s hand squeezed his leg, then slid upward. Tommy gasped when he felt the young woman’s hand tracing the outline of his stiffening cock. ‘My God! You weren’t making it up, were you, Kim?’ Donna murmured. Her voice sounded a little hoarse. ‘He’s everything you said he was. And. That had been a few weeks ago. The memory of that day hasn't left my mind; the smell of strawberries from her dark glossy hair being in my face, the feel of her petite fragile body up against mine, and the sensual sounds she made haunted my awakening dreams. I wanted her all to myself, but she never came back and I never pursued her either. She probably can't face me since my nature drove her body to act on its' own accord; making her do something she hadn't wanted to do. The sound of shuffling. "Are you?"She thought about it for a couple of minutes and then agreed. We decided that, since she lived in a dorm and shared a room with two other girls, her place would not be conducive to study. Mine, on the other hand, was a solo room in an apartment shared with two guys, but my room was private enough for us to study in and probably better than the library or any other place we could think of. We headed to my place, which was across the street from the campus, just a block from The Lion's.