With half lidded eyes I flipped it back to off, laying back in the plush comfort of my bed. The deep purple of my sheets enveloped the bare skin of my... body. Every curve of my body was held in the cockles of my bedding. The swell of my breasts rose and fell with every shaky breath. It had been ages since I had last spent time exploring my own body. My trembling fingers slid down my body. Starting at the top of my neck they danced down the length of my shoulders before dipping between my blushing. “Really Sparks why’s that?” Alyssa asked curiously, having known the girl as ‘Sparks’ for years.“The name ‘Sparks’ suited a geeky, pale skinned, spiky haired waif of a girl.” Sparks elaborated.She spread her arms as if showing herself to them in her delectable entirety.“I don’t think it suits me any more.” she said, ruefully.“We’ll call you whatever you like.” John said reassuringly. “We’ll love you just the same!” he said smiling affectionately.Sparks grinned back at them, Alyssa and Calara. It's almost too sexy. Wear something like that to a class, and whoever the professor is, male or female ... well, I seriously doubt they'd find it very easy to conduct a course with you sitting there dressed the way you are now."She was actually grinning, even sticking out her chest a bit more than she had been. "So you think they'd be too busy staring at my tits to actually teach a course?" I know I would be." But that's half the fun David. Making the classes even more interesting and. All I could think of was who this enigmatic lady was? Where was she? Was she real, or was she just a mirage?I slept and, on Sunday, I was at my parents’ place. I decided I won’t take the bus anymore as it is not very convenient for the next week. I still wondered what on earth could I do to get hold of the mystery woman. I was randomly searching online – Facebook, Tinder, Linkedin, and all the other hosts of social media websites.I couldn’t just find her anywhere. How would I? I did not know.