While I had been vying for my window of opportunity, she had been chancing her luck too. And we both kept thwarting each other. I had never quite paid...much attention to Eliza. But after this most recent development, the whole idea of Eliza having the hots for my fantasy girl was seriously turning me on. “So”, she asked me “What do we do about this?” “About the pants? Or this whole situation?” “Both I guess” she smirked playfully. I turned to study her. A tomboyish face with short hair,. Sophie looked him up and down discretely, wondering if she was going to be able to control herself until they both were behind the closed doors of her apartment. His tall frame towered over most of the other passengers. He had let his hair grow out a little, Sophie found it very sexy. She looked up into his dark eyes and threw her arms around his neck. She had missed him so much! Hugging her daddy she could feel his graduating erection. A thrill shot through her body, and again she had to. I was risking so much if we got caught. Graduation, being expelled. Which it would most likely be. Expelling. I watched him walk across the court with the lights hitting his arms, highlighting his face. Shining off of his brown hair that swept just above his eyes. Time had not made me immune to the perfection of his face, and I was positive I could never take any part of him for granted. He sat next to me "are you completely sure about this?" he asked me a since of worry flashed in his eyes.. I sat down, and the hairdresser lowered my head in between the protruding porcelain of the sink, and proceeded to wash my hair. This was my first time that someone other than me or my parents had washed my hair, and definitely the first time anything that smelled so nice had been used on it. After shampooing and applying conditioner, I was led over to a different area, and was sat in front of a tall mirror. Gradually over the course of the next couple of hours, I was transformed from a boy in a.