She would have felt that she'd simply given in to her animal urges, rather than that she'd decided to give herself to a man that she was in love with.... To a woman, that makes a large difference. To a man, that distinction tends to matter less.You have no experience with the normal, everyday, nice girls, Jimmy. Before Connie, you've only known flowers that were already in full bloom. Connie will need much more time and care before you finally pluck her from her stem.If you really believe that, if. I slowly smiled up at her. “I am listening.” I felt her hold on me tighten; my arm started to fall asleep. The slim, gorgeous girl had a vise-like grip. “We’re going to the bathroom. Now.” She dragged me out of the chair, out of the study room. “But I have to study for finals,” I protested. She glanced daggers at me and I shut up. The bathrooms in the new dorm were huge, with two spacious shower stalls in each. She marched me into one and bolted the door. A white curtain separated the. When she reached them Jill gave her a hug and a friendly kiss."Ariel, how are you? I'd like you to meet my best friend, Bridget."Bridget was taken by the beauty of the woman. She was 5'3", and looked around forty years old. She was wearing a man-tailored sky blue blouse with crème colored slacks that hugged her ass. Her skin had an early season tan over a flawless olive complexion. Her breasts were on the small side, matching perfectly with her slim hips. But her most striking feature was her. That was a further sign that the people throwing this party knew what they were doing.I now had to cut loose from my parents. Technically I was "with them", but if I wanted to have any fun I had to make my own arrangements. I didn't have much of a problem with either of my parents seeing me naked or doing it with a guy; they'd seen me both ways before. But they were going to go looking for other couples, and I wanted to give them the freedom to do that. And incidentally see what I could do for.