I told Clara that I was worried about her walking home as she lived in a bit of a sketchy neighborhood. I lived in the opposite direction. My brain to...d me that I was crazy to walk her home expecting anything as she was in a relationship and wouldn’t cheat on her man. My drunken instinct though was to walk her home and I didn’t hesitate whatsoever. She told me she would be fine but would like some company on the way home if I didn’t have anywhere to be. My mind immediately raced as to what this. It highlighted her nipple beautifully and cast a glow along her slim frame, allowing him to scan her gorgeous body from neck, down across her breasts, past her stomach and to the line of the duvet that was protecting her sweet pussy.Not for long. Terry slipped his hand under the cover, going in from the foot end. He ran it alongside where he assumed her leg would be, being careful not to touch her just yet because his arm was too extended away from him and he felt too exposed in this position.. She slowly washes her hair, as she closes her eyes thinking of all the fun she and Lissa had these past two years. She rinses her hair shutting the shower off. She climbs out putting her robe on throwing her hair up in a towel. She walks down the hall towards her room. She hears her phone ringing down in the living room. She turns running down the stairs hoping that they won't hang up. She reaches her purse grabbing her phone answering it slowly. "Hello" she says softly. "Hey Ashes are you. I helped Ms. Randall mark some papers, and I read yours. I was going to introduce myself the other day, but you were busy." Oh, sorry about that..." I said, smiling. I couldn't believe it, but I almost felt myself flirting with this guy!"That's quite fine. Where can I take you?" I told him to take me to my off campus apartment. It wasn't very far, thank god my parents had invested in my own place near the university. Mr. Smith soon introduced himself as Mike, and we got to talking about school.