She barely took a minute to groan about the fact that again Chase got to see her in her worst. Dear God she was in an over sized t-shirt, hair all mes...ed up and no makeup on or anything. She must have looked horrible. She would deal with that later though. Right now she needed to get downstairs and save Chase from Mrs. Fischer's direct questions about anything she thought she might need to know about him and his relationship with Jae. And all the questions she would ask about his personal. I’ve had a writer’s block for far too long. This story is fiction, no resemblance to RL context/characters/names so on doesn’t apply. It is my intellectual property and any individual or institution is NOT allowed to redistribute it without my written permission. I wanted to create a build up, and mainly this was the purpose of this first part There will certainly be more as time allows, probably within some weeks. Real life has been far from sunshine and rainbows for a while now, so, I find. He turnedto see that a figure had turned onto the block and was walking in hisdirection. More like weaving, really, shambling forward with a side-to-side kind of gait. Dana wondered if perhaps this person was also meetingthe same guy as CeCe. He resumed humming. "Here Comes the Sun" now, alittle ironic he supposed, since the sun had set a couple hours ago.But the figure did not enter the apartment building. He, (for the figurewas a man in a ratty tank-top,) walked right up to Dana and waved. It was over. She slipped the note in her purse, and got ready for her class.Every day, a new note would appear. She assumed it was a student, but whoever was writing these notes was so sophisticated. He knew more about making love than most men, she’d ever met in her life. And curiously, he seemed to either know, or was intuitive about her desires. Last week end she took a bath and re-read the notes, as she soaked. Her hand drifted between her legs to her clit, and rubbed, her fingers pushing.