Ow about six o'clock, after classes. Meet me at my dorm room." She said, completely oblivious to by secret delight. "Six o'clock, then." I said with less nervousness. Six bdsm free stories archive o'clock on Friday seemed like an eternity away that week. It came, and she looked stunning, even she was only wearing a new pair of jeans and a loosely-fitting blouse. I couldn't help noticing that I could see through it to her lacy bra underneath, and I fantasized what I would see when the College clock chimed spanking bdsm personals twelve. We had a wonderful time. She talked about herself a lot, and I learned much about her. She also put me at ease by her natural way of treating me, and had I not arranged the date myself, I wouldn't have believed it. We went to my apartment, at her suggestion, to listen to some music. I played some more of my special music that I had made in anticipation to her being at my apartment. When the clock struck twelve, she said "excuse me," and walked into my bedroom.