Leave and go to class.

I didn't want to push this too far too fast.

I don't mind closing my robe now.< She didn't do anything. I guess maybe at some level she wanted in open.

I went back upstairs and got my backpack together. The morning was sunny and blue as I started towards the University. The building where my first class was was only about eight blocks from home and I loved the walk. Just before I got to the Thorngren building, a fast, red porche blasted past me on the street. It was Adam Johnson, some kind of star jock. I had him in a philosophy class and he was always arranging parties and talking to women... the kind of women I had never had. He had one, Amanda Whitmore, in his car right now. She was a bombshell. Long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She was about 5'6" and pretty little, probably only 105 pounds. She had fairly small, pert breasts and that attitude that said "I'm a fantastic fuck, and you'll never have any."

I got into the Thorngren building and started down the hall.

"Hey!" I turned around as Kimberly bounced up to me. She was a friend of mine I'd known for a long time. She grew up here, too, but went to a different high school. Kimberly was pretty round, a little overweight, with long black hair and a big smile. I think she had always been hot for me, but I didn't know. She wasn't really my type. As I said, she was a little fat. Her breasts though, had always been a wonder to me. At least double D's, they looked particularly huge on her 5'0" frame. I had always considered playing around with her just to get some of those tits.

"Hi, Kimberly!" She had the same class I did. "Hows things?"
"Great! Say, I was wondering if you could get together with me tonight... I need some phil help."
"Tonight..." I wondered what tonight might hold for me. "Maybe. I have a couple hours right after this class... how about then?"
"Sure!" Her shirt was a little tight and her tits were straining to get out. I really wanted to help them.

Class was a little boring. It was one of those "everyone has to take this" courses that I could probably pass in my sleep. At 8:50 the prof dismissed us and we all poured into the halls. I noticed Amanda Whitmore's fine ass swaying right in front of me in the hall.

I had a few hours until my next class... and two fantastic options.