We became very close friends. Late night chatting and calling became part of our life.One day she stopped texting me and ignored my call, I got tensed... after several attempts she picked my call she was crying all I said was shhh silly I’m coming. I reached her flat she open tears still rolling down. I made her sit ask her problem she had some family issues and so she was crying I consoled her she stopped crying. I felt relax and my eyes got a glance of her red nose. Damn!!! It was so adorable I. Bored, I enrolled at Bradley University in the fall of 1961, shortly after the death of my parents.But as I already mentioned, my interests were more in the campus parties than in the campus study groups. Although my grades were still passing, I was bored and affected by the influences revealed above, I decided to quit school, sub lease my apartment, sell the house, buy the car, and hit the road. The house sold very quickly. I took what personal stuff and whatever, and put most of it in long. The only thing I didn't do is have them sign a waiver." Roger suggested."Roger, you really should go into witness protections," Rose said."Ah another of Satan's advocates heard from," Roger said. "Let's go around the professor's car and take a look at what you have done."The first level of protection was a lighted sign. It read, 'Warning you are being recorded'. There were two cameras mounted on the sign post, which rose ten feet above the ground. "Those won't last long," Roger commented.Rose. I sat back on my stool, 'lemme think on it a minute, I said, maybe there's a better offer in the room some where. As I watched I could see his tumescent tool pulsing with the blood that flowed thru it, it seemed to be beckoning to me and I felt a familiar twitching in the cheeks of my ass. I slowly stood up and pulled my T-shirt over my head, kicked off my shoes and got down on all fours, never once removing my eyes from that standing member I slowly crawled across the room to where he sat.