Before she could leave the auditorium, I casually walked upto her and asked her name."I am Trish," she said in her melodic voice. "My Mother calls meP...tricia, but only when I am naughty." Good" I replied, "we do not have seat assignments and its first comefirst serve. I am glad you are ambitious about Law Ethics, it can be avery dry subject." It was with animal attraction that she leaned intome slightly while talking, letting the fog of her perfume envelope me."Professor Rivers, I am sure you. Doing this caused me to be right next to her, my chest against her back, my head by her shoulder, and so on... This time it was more sexual than ever before. I felt my cock hardening immediately. That really sucked because I was right next to her, and my hardening cock was starting to poke into her ass cheeks. I figured she would kick me out of her bed. But...... She didn't, to my surprise....She actually squeezed my arm tight. I was nearly totally hard now, pushing hard against her ass. . She was quite a departure for me. Most of my gal friends were usually a few pounds of short of being mistaken for Macy’s parade balloons. Gail and I had only gone on one date that didn’t end very well. Her locker was next to mine in school. It was great to admire her skinny bare legs and her long red hair while she was putting her things away. Finally in my senior year I got the balls up to ask her to the big December Holiday dance. The formal part of the date went so well she wanted to show me. But if I was going to fully dress as a woman. I needed to get a few more items to finish the project and decided to do it right now as I was headed home, before I “chickened out”. The last steps were maybe the most difficult…cosmetics and a wig! I had tried to find a wig in thrift stores, but they never had any. I didn’t like spending a lot of money on my “toys”, but the only place I was going to find a wig was at a wig store. I had done research and decided on my way home to go to the only wig.