It’s that time of year folks, and
this week’s episode is bound to keep you warm. Sit back by the fire
and see these horny sluts have a drunken ball?make that
two!
Review Blog: COLLEGE WILD PARTIES COLLEGEWILDPARTIES slid my arms around her waist and hugged her back, then I kissed her soundly. "You're right. I love that dress," I admitted. "But I do love the cooking smells, too."
The dress looked fantastic on her. It was the kind of dress she should have been wearing on a date, not to spend clandestine time with a married older lover. Again I was filled with a mixture of guilt, desire, and elation.
Hillary looked up at me with puzzlement in her eyes. "What's the matter?" she asked. "You look sad."
"It's just that you should be wearing that dress for someone who's taking you out to dinner," I said. "Someone who can take you out to dinner and who has a right to see you looking as pretty as you do."
She hugged me and kissed me gently. I could see tears welling up in her eyes. "Stop talking like that," she said. "I'm here because I want to be. And I'm wearing this dress for you because I want to. I don't want to be anywhere else and I don't want to be with anyone else."
"OK," I said, surrendering. "How soon will dinner be ready?" I'd no sooner gotten the question out of my mouth than a beeping sound came from the kitchen.
Hillary giggled. "I think it's ready now," she said. "Or as soon as we can get the table set."
We set the table, then Hillary got the food out. We sat down, I took some meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and corn. Hillary was sitting across the table, looking at me carefully. She hadn't taken any food. "You going to eat?" I asked her.