Slowly he squeezed my ass again, a little smile playing around his lips, gauging my reaction. My knees shook just a little bit, the feeling of his han... on my body, even if it was seperated through a layer of clothing, was amazing. Very deliberatly he moved his other hand under my arm, behind my body, so that he was cupping my ass with both of his hands and he tensed his arms just enough so I could tell he wanted me to move forward. I didn't move. Not because I didn't want to; I simply couldn't.. I smirk. I missed you, I whisper in his ear, warmly, I havent seen you in a while… I missed you, too, he tells me. I place my face into the crook of his shoulder. He smiles into my hair, before I risk our friendship and kiss his neck gently, slowly making my way up to his earlobe. I gently nibble and lick it, secretly wondering if hell stop me. The licking and nibbling tickles him, causing him to chuckle a bit of the laugh I love oh so much. He places his hands on my hips. I dont know if. Luckily Alexander tugged me into the classroom, sending me a knowing glance. We sat in some desks near the middle of the room. Some other girls had taken up the front row, one of which was a girl I recognized from my last semester poetry classes and the other from my current fiction workshop. Behind us were all the other professors in the English Dept. Alexander tried distracting me with a story about something that happened at one of the frat houses last weekend, but I kept sneaking glances at. Take advantage of what has taken place here, if not, you will lose everything that has been accomplished with the deaths of Threm and Broc and you will regret it." As Martreen told you, why Threm and Broc are dead should be obvious, as for the others, I am a patient man... willing to forgive most things on the Earth Mother's terms of forgiveness, but what I cannot forgive is arbitrary pain and suffering inflicted upon a woman for the shear pleasure of it. Another thing I will not forgive is any.