Caught Looking

Christine Ray – A far more interesting subject than the lecture

Brave & Reckless

I try to focus on what the professor is saying.  But it is 4:15 pm and the classroom is warm and she is in class. My attention keeps wandering up a row and two desks over to where she sits.  She has the most beautiful hands.  Square, strong, long-fingered.    I am enthralled with how she plays with her pen, wondering what it would be like to have that hand caress my cheek, travel slowly but deliberately down my neck, rest on my heart and then reach out to cup my breast. . . I wonder how her smooth café au lait skin would look tangled against mine on my futon. As if I had called her name aloud, she suddenly turns around and looks directly at me, one eyebrow raised. I feel the color rise to my face as I blush furiously and return my gaze to my notebook, pretending…

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