This cleared enough room to allow him to trace his fingers across the yielding pale flesh above her bra before hesitantly teasing into the valley betw...en her breasts. With soft teasing strokes that bordered the fine-line to tickling, he savoured the texture of her skin as goose bumps rose to meet his touch. She gave a small shiver and her hand pressed harder into his leg. Encouraged, he got more brazen and gently slipped his hand beneath her bra, cupping the small beautiful globe he found.. ”Mark took her hands in his and pulled her away, seeing a look of despair in her face when he did. “Honey, we need to talk.” He said, meaning to tell her the whole story.“Talk later, I need this now.” She whined twisting her wrists in an attempt to pull her arms free.“Sophia, I did a bad thing and I need to talk with you now. This isn’t you, it’s the pie.”She stopped suddenly and looked at him, her face confused, but also knowing. “What do you mean, it’s the pie?” She asked. It was obvious that. And when the stars were in alignment, or some other such lucky phenomenon occurred, it was our delightful pleasure to exchange bodily fluids with whichever Kappa ladies might be so inclined.Would the lovely creature soon to be known to me as Carla be so inclined? You may be sure that I fervently hoped that such would be the case, yet I knew from her prim couture that it would take more than the tilt of my head for me to be allowed to touch her, to taste her and savor her charms, to enjoy her to. The professor was a woman who was engaging and funny, and best of all, who had a wonderful British accent.After class, Stephie and I hung out in her dorm room with Jackie until it was time to go to our final class of the day. After a quick kiss, I walked to the Engineering building for my class in digital electronics. A quick look around the room revealed that at least half the students from my operating systems course, including the girl, were in this class as well. That didn’t surprise me.