At San Fernando St. That was one block south of Santa Clara St. We were one-half block north of Santa Clara St. The Student Union was two blocks south... on Ninth St. The big hike was Mc Donald's all the way across campus at Third and San Carlos St. eight blocks away. We were lucky that at Tenth and Santa Clara there was a great shopping district.The next morning we all headed to the Student Union and registration. All went well and we all got the classes we needed. Mary/Fran winked at me. I later. A big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Life is tough for the average American these days but you should know that even the strong struggle. I’m the Deputy Sheriff in my county and life hasn’t been a bed of roses lately. Ordinary American men and women have been pushed to the limit by the Recession. It’s turning normal people into criminals. You won’t believe the men and women I’ve had to arrest simply because they broke the law while basically trying to survive.. No one put any clothes on and the view from the back following them into the other room almost made me get hard, but it wasn’t meant to be. After a good nights sleep we all felt refreshed and ready for another day of togetherness. Alice and Nikki came into the kitchen wearing robes and nothing else. Every time they moved around the robes would flap open and give me a view of their tits or shaved pussies. Kathy and Sandra came into the kitchen with t-shirts and very short shorts on. Every time. As we walked, we sort of played around, flirting. some laughing, and playful shoving, having an all around good time. Watching you this way is great. Any chance to touch you, even "playfully" is the highlight of my month. I have no idea what's going on in your mind, but mine is racing. Then, before you know it we arrive at the fair. Just a great time. All the usual stuff. Cotton candy, rides, and a ton of laughs. We sneak off, on a few occasions to smoke a joint and drink a little peppermint.