Before meeting James toward the end of college, I was no prude nor too sexually adventurous. I had dated a few random guys and even had a couple one n...ght stands. Now at thirty-three years old, I still stood at about 5’8”, could lose a few pounds, but still had an hour glass figure and my DD’s still seemed to gather attention, or at least I liked to think they did. My shoulder length brown hair that I usually kept up I decided to curl and keep down for no particular reason as I dressed for the. .. Before their exam started, he saw his chance to finally talk to her again, considering she was sitting alone, as was the norm on test day. "Hey, did you look over the past exams?" he said. "Sure I did. I actually have them right here." Sarah couldn't believe it, the only cute guy in the whole lecture hall was finally speaking to her. She had seen him set his bag down across the room, and then migrate her way for no apparent reason. She knew if he really had a question about the exam he could. He shrugged.“I never know what will happen until I try something,” he said.“Do you grasp the concept?” I asked.He nodded.“You know me pretty well,” I said. “I’ll go in the other room and look at something. You try to use my optic nerve and my brain to see what I’m seeing.”“It might take a while,” he said. “I’ll have to figure out how to do this.”“It’s just an experiment,” I said.“Okay.”I went to the bedroom they had slept in. It smelled like sex. There was a bathroom that connected to both. By the end of the trip, as she was going through the door to wait for her class to start, I asked her for a date again. She laughed, and said, ‘I admire your persistence. Why not? All right, just this once.’ ‘Please,’ said, looking very hurt. ‘At least wait a while before turning me sown for a second date. Who knows, you might actually like the first one.’ She smiled and turned away. As it happened, she did like the first date, for all that it was something of a busman’s holiday for her. We.