Mmmmmmm! As the weather gets warmer, and my clothing gets smaller, my thoughts turn to academics! That’s right, you heard me. Every year, at the end of May, all of the second semester boys head home for the summer and a fresh new crop of young, hard studs with a thirst for Milf come flooding in for the summer courses.
Living so close to the college is both a blessing and a curse I suppose. By the end of the summer, I am completely exhausted!
Last summer I would dress in my bikini top and short denims with my heels on and stroll slowly up and down the sidewalk, “window shopping” in all of the tiny stores along the street right where the college is. Take a little stop into the coffee or sub shop where they all hang out, and pick myself out a tasty little treat for the evening. One particular afternoon, there must have been something in the air, 5 different boys approached me and invited me to the same party, imagine the chaos when I showed up and each of them thought I was there to see them. Young boys don’t like to share their toys, but they will, apparently if given enough beer and an opportunity!
2 more weeks until the buffet opens and I for one cannot wait!!!
