Apparently, none of the ladies forgot, though.I was right in the middle of conversing with Jordan, a very sassy redhead who loved to tell risque jokes..., when she abruptly had to go to the ladies’ room, so I began walking back toward the snack table. Before I could get very far, though, I noticed the mistletoe that had been at the front door earlier, only now it was directly above the archway. At that very moment, which could not have been a coincidence, Jessica walked up to me and put her arms. I held her chin and made her look at me again."You don’t have to feel uncomfortable with me, you know." "I know." She whispered. With tears in her eyes she stroked my cheek and leaned to kiss me. I kissed her, and after a couple of seconds started going down to her neck. She put her arms around me tightly as I put my hand on her belly and started putting it under her blouse, going up towards her left breast. "No... Wait. Please stop." She said as she gently held my hand. "Relax." I whispered as. ” We both stare at each other and laugh. She puts out her hand and says, “My name is Carmella. I am Brittany’s big sister and welcome to our apartment.” Carmella Rojas, I must tell you is a 5’5” stunner. If both her and Brittany were in a room together it would be a difficult decision with who to talk to first. If I were to give you an illustration of what she looked like I would say look up Johanna Fadul. This situation can lead a nigga into a lot of trouble. Sorry Doc but damn pussy. I close my laptop and continue my morning routine. Thirty minutes later, I’m locking the door to my apartment and walking to the bus stop. I usually catch a bus at 11:45 and I arrive a few minutes early for my 12:30 class, which gives me time to get a most desirable seat near the front of the lecture hall but not too close. I enter the vast lecture hall to see that I am the only student to arrive this early… But I am not alone. At the bottom of the lecture hall, testing a slideshow on the.