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I was sitting in the corner of the room in my tiny library cubical. I couldn’t stop tapping my pencil rhythmically and absentmindedly on the desktop. Normally I was a giggling ball of fun, drawing attention to myself with my crazy talks. Unfortunately not today. Instead, I was supposed to be studying for the looming finals next week, but I was a little preoccupied with a mystery. I couldn’t focus on my work, I glanced down at my newly ruined mechanical pencil. Who was this guy? My mind kept wandering to the mysterious guy that had been haunting all my normal hangouts. This man had been in and out of my little circle of friends for weeks now. I honestly couldn’t get him out of my mind. I first noticed him in the Quad just sitting there in the shade reading a book. Then gaziosmanpaşa escort I saw him in the food court eating dinner. Now, he was a few rows down from me, sitting at a table talking to a friend of mine about the way different wages and incomes work in different cultures. Great, so now I was smacking over a smart and cute guy, just lovely. I haven’t had a challenge like this in a long time. But it was almost finals and I needed to work on school. I should not be concentrating about getting into those incredibly, perfectly, snug fitting jeans of his. I shook my head to get that exquisite dream making image out of my head. His looks were just above a normal height, with pure black hair, and gölbaşı escort deep grey eyes. Nothing extraordinary to me, but there was just something…unusual. Blushing ten shades of red, I grabbed my books and headed out the door in a blur of speed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him look up at me, as he shifted in his seat to see my speedy exit from the room. As I walked across the green, I decided a shower and some dinner would help me get into a better mind set to tackle those papers that were burning holes in my book bag. I ditched my bag immediately upon walking through the door and slowly pulled off my tee, not stopping a bit as I raced to the bathroom. By the time I reached for the knob to turn keçiören escort on the water, I was down to just my bra and panties. The rest of my clothes made a perfect trail to where I stood in front of my shower. I glanced in the mirror thinking back to the library. My eyes became wider as I tilted my head to the left and I could see the image of him behind me leaning in to kiss my neck. His breath was sweet on my ear and I felt the beat of his heart on my back. His hands slowly wrapped around to my breast. He worked my nipples, gently pulling them through the grey lace. What the hell?! I snapped out of it and turned around. The water was steaming up the room. I slowly tugged my bra off and let it fall to the ground. I ran my fingers over my hips and hiked my panties down just to see the wetness staining the light grey lace.  Great he was really getting to me. Maybe ice cold water would have been a better idea.  I closed the curtain to the shower with one final look at the foggy mirror longing for the image to be real. I grabbed my favorite coconut shower soap and my luffa, as I worked it into a drenching lather.

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