She leaned over to look into the box.“Like what?” she asked. Lucian shifted through the books.“Like math?” he asked. “Geography? Physics?”...The girl’s smile returned.“Ah yes,” she said. “We don’t have them.”Lucian looked from the girl to the books. There was French and English. Music too. Etiquette and a book called Grace.“I see ... I guess we get those on computer?” he asked. “iPads, maybe?”She frowned, looking from Lucian to Harper, who shrugged.“No,” she said. “We, ehm, we don’t have those. "Who do you think you are?"She tried to slap me but I easily blocked it."Come on, baby," I said, sliding my hands up her thighs and lifting her short skirt. "I saw the way you were looking at me. We both know we've got something going on here." Get your hands off me, you pig!" she yelled angrily.I placed my hands under her butt and lifted her against the wall, holding her legs around me and pressing my crotch against hers.Her eyes widened as she felt the huge bulge in my pants pressing against. He was pretty fast, even for a drunk guy. I was managing to get out ahead, when I made a mistake, and ran down a dead end. I franticly searched for a way out but there was no exit, so I tried to hide in a small pile of rubbish. I managed to cover some of my body before I heard my pursuer rounding the corner. I froze, my head and upper body still exposed. I had to hope that he didn't spot me. I focused on keeping still and remaining unseen."I know you're in here, girly" he shouted. "Make it easy. She was wearing orange colored saree which was below her navel and a backless blouse. Her navel is round and deep which I always wanted to kiss. I was attracted towards her, but since she was in a different group, I didn’t have courage to talk to her.One fine day in next semester, some friend of mine (who was her acquaintance) introduced her to me as she had some questions about a course that I had taken in previous semester. Then I came to know that she lived upstairs just above my apartment..