Priya: I can’t. My husband is sleeping next to me.Manish: Look, now, who is giving excuses.Priya: I am not giving excuses. I just don’t want to in...ite trouble.Manish: It’s okay. I can understand. Maybe you aren’t as enterprising as you claim to be!Priya: Well if you think you can challenge me and I will irrationally give into your will, you are grossly mistaken, my friend!Manish: No, no. I am not challenging you. Why should I? Plus we have already done it twice so I have seen enough. What I am. “Are you alright?” He said getting up himself and walking over to me. “Yeah, but I don’t know where my phone went…” I said still crawling around and feeling like I was going to cry from the pain of landing on my ass. He got down on the floor himself and came up from behind me suddenly and without warning. “It’s okay.” He said gently giving me a pat on my back. “Is that it?” Paul said reaching over me from behind and practically having me in the doggy position just with clothes on. As he reached. I can see how eager you are, and I'm sure he feels it pressing into him. I hate to stop you but I pull you away and drag you both to the bed, peeling off my skinnies and laying back in the pillows. I run my hands over my corseted body and down my legs, over my lace-up stockings and gogo boots. I'm all in black and know I look hot.I pull you into me and begin kissing you, taking off your satan dress and reveiling your sexy black and red lingerie. I won't let the stranger join us just yet, I have. . I’m sorry!” is about all he can sputter out while grabbing papers and books, trying to sort hers from his. She looks at him. He looks at her. She SEES him for the first time, even though he has passed her dozens of times in the hall, sat in this class for half a year, and embarrassingly sat in the bleachers just above her cheerleading squad at every home basketball and football game this year.She’s mad, but madder at herself. She looks at him as he fumbles her books to her.“You should be more.