I – I love you, really, honestly, and faithfully love you. I can’t help it, really I can’t?”Living in Terre Haute, Indiana had its advantages.... While it isn’t a small town, it isn’t so big that you can get lost.Faith went to Indiana State University College of Technology, which was only seven miles from where we lived in the deep end of a cul-de-sac on E Sunset Avenue. Because of that, we didn’t have a lot of traffic noise cluttering up our neighborhood.She was smart and beautiful, planning on. Without thinking, I blurted out, “It’s so small.”“Boy, you really know how to build a guy’s ego,” he replied.“No…no… I didn’t mean it like that,” I said, trying to extract my foot from my mouth. “What I was trying to say was that it is so small compared to how big it is when you are hard.” Smiling, he said, “I knew what you meant.”As I was stroking him he whispered, “I may have written a check with my mouth that my body can’t cash.”“Huh?” I asked.“Jenn, I’m an old man. I’m lucky I can get it. She came in and shut the door, he supposed that in that dress of hers with not even a coat for warmth, she must be cold indeed. ‘Please, have a seat,’ he said, gesturing to his shabby old couch. And she did, most promptly. *That was odd*, she thought, *even odder than coming over here.* It felt… good to be sitting. Not that it made her happy, just… it was like scratching an itch. She crossed her legs, and the dress, which had looked like it covered her nearly to the ankle, revealed a subtle. Beautiful blond hair, nice little puffys and just a wisp of blond crotch hair. She said , "That's much better." She lay back on the floor on her stomach, with her knees spread, her feet in the air, and I had a clear shot of her pussy. I was rock hard in seconds. She looked back at me over shoulder, smiled and asked, "See something you like? Your dick is sticking up in your shorts. Maybe you should take them off.I dropped my shorts in a heartbeat, slid off my chair and lay down on her.