Footsteps traversed the cement steps above our heads and I tried to keep silent. One of her hands rested on the small of my back. I felt the other gen...tly graze over my bulge as I saw a glint of passion build in her brown eyes."W-we should get to class. Do you think so?"I couldn't speak. Her fingers continually grazed the prominent patch of my shorts and played with the buttons of its fly. I hoped she might see it through, but in the back of my mind I doubted it. Angela struggled for a moment. Standing outside of his car was a man dressed in rags. His pant legs were torn and his shirt was shredded to the point of almost falling off. He was bare foot and filthy from head to toe. The man was gasping for breath and trying to speak.“Help me please!” the man pleaded through the window glass. “We have to get away from this place! They are trying to kill me and they will kill you as well! Please!!!” The man balled up his fists while banging on the driver’s window as he continued to beg for. I told him I have. He wanted to see. He asked if he can have a look at my tattoo which was on the upper part of my breast. Though I am a lusty woman I had to take care that he shouldn’t feel I am lusty. He was forcing me to show.Before I lose my opportunity, I agreed. I unzipped my sleeveless tank top from the back, dragged my sleeves off my shoulder so he can see the tattoo. Also part of my fairy breast and deep canal between my 34C melons. He was amused (don’t know sexually or for the. She directed us to the West Side Freeway, taking off at North Pershing Road, which took us by a large beautiful park called Victory Park. We came up on the west side of the UOP campus. Caroline found the Administration building and we stopped there and Caroline went in to give them the transcripts she had in her hands. This took a little bit more time, but I patiently waited for her, and 30 minutes later she came out, waving a paper in her hand and smiling a real big smile. She got into the car.