She suddenly knew what it must be like for an alcoholic to be offered fine Brandy, or whatever it was that was the crème de la crème of alcoholic be...verages, and be required to just sit there and stare at it. She felt much better, in one sense, because Brady had convinced her that she hadn't wrecked anything. The only reason he had fallen in love with her was because his wife, after five years of marriage, had discovered that the affinity she developed for other women in college hadn't gone away. Brains, not brawn, were their forte’, and they were too young to carry a weapon to protect themselves. Next year, if all went well, that would change.We didn’t have to wait long. Come to find out, Stinson the Younger had come to school up here as well. He was a few years ahead of the girls, and some kind of football prodigy. So, three weeks after the start of school he ran into Shirley and Jen between classes. Shirley had only met him once, at Brandon’s house before their second date, I heard. “Go through every part of your body and tell me how it feels.”“My arms and my legs are feeling weak and shaky, they just want to wrap themselves around you and draw you into me. My head is spinning, I feel like I am in the clouds, floating. My tits feel tingly and extremely sensitive and my nipples are so hard it almost hurts. I can feel my uterus twitching and there’s a warmth spreading from there throughout my body. I feel the warmth of your body pressing hard against my buttocks. My clitoris. I had a lot of chores that had to be done today so getting an early start had seemed the sensible thing to do. I pulled a pale purple cotton tank top and white shorts out and placed them on the bed, and after toweling off the remaining water, I dressed. I forgo my panties and bra for now because I know I am nowhere near finished cumming for you. I grab the clothes strewn along the floor and put them in the basket. Turning back to double-check, I see my secret toy collection. I smile wickedly.