But I'd been given a brief glimpse of just how old this woman was, and how young I was, and the question flashed through my mind. "Is this who I reall... want to spend my life with? Is this really the life I want to live?"Suddenly, I knew it was over."Wake up, Maggie," I said as I shook her shoulders gently. "I think I've got something to say to you..."Ah, Maggie May. What can I say about her that would do her justice?Her full, given name was Maggie May Cortes, and I'm not lying when I say she. As the event dates were nearing, she was very stressed out with work and I used to empathize her every time. This made her fall for me(came to know later). The last day of the event was the Prom night and Srushti was my partner. We danced together but didn’t get any chance to feel her.The fragrance that she was wearing on that night was tranquilizing and made my dick rise in my pants, I could smell her as we very dancing very close to each other. As soon the DJ announced that its the last song. ‘Come, I’ll introduce you to the English faculty.’ He strode out of his office leaving me with no option but to follow. Any thought of walking beside him was lost in the speed with which he swept down the corridor. He thrust open a door and I followed him inside to be greeted by several teachers seated around a large table strewn with papers. ‘Ladies, gentlemen, let me introduce you to . . .’ He snapped his fingers at me in some sort of signal telling me that he had more important things to. . We can bike if you want,” she suggested.“Yeah, that would be fun.” I didn’t really feel like biking, though. I didn’t think Julie did, either. She was eyeing my penis, which was still hard.“Do you think it would mess anything up?” she asked.“Biking?”Julie tittered. “No, silly! Having sex during my thing.”My penis twitched before I could stop it. “Um, I don’t know.”She squinted shyly at me. “Do you want to try, or is that too gross?”For some reason I wasn’t bothered by the idea. Well, I.