“Okay, so he was in the middle, between us, right? I was gonna just, sorta… let my hand wander over, see if anything came of it, you know?” Kell... grumbled. “But nope, no dice. He takes my hand, stops me, just fuckin’ holds it. I’m giving him a look, like, seriously? And he sorta glances back at me, like he thinks I’m just kidding around. I was like, dork, I am not playing. I will fuck you.“Didn’t actually say anything, though. I was all so hyped up and, I dunno, expecting things, that I was. Just some fruit. Do you have any meat?" I felt her eyes jump down to my crotch, then back. She seemed flushed."I have some to spare back at my house. I could bring some back this afternoon. I'm trying hard not to scare you. How'd you get here?"It turned out she had been on a small private plane with several other body builders headed for a contest in Aruba. "I'm just starting out, so I was just along to fill out the field. My legs still need a lot of work. Where are we?"I told her we were on an. Over the year I was away, we did not exchange a single letter.I returned to Melbourne with a mostly completed PhD thesis. I finished it and had it published within eighteen months. It gained me a lecturer-ship in the English Department. Michael was still a tutor and had acquired a reputation, based partly on notoriety, partly on admiration for his sharp wit and original mind. I soon did my part to add to his less than savoury fame. Michael reputedly ‘fucked everything that moved into his. The seconds pass and you glance up,down at your book again and up! I smile to myself as your mouth gapes at what is before you. I hear your breath catch and a small moan escape your lips. It seems an eternity waiting so see what you will do. You look across the top of your glasses, straining your neck to first see if I am aware then back to my pussy. Your eyes are glued to the sight, I can see your chest rising and falling, you are excited. You lick your lips as your hand strays to the front of.