What's grabbed your fascination most of all though, is a girl you keep seeing around campus. A tiny, slight little sylph, less than five foot tall, pa...le and freckled, with masses of curly, carrot red hair, milk pale skin, and amazing violet eyes - the sort of eyes you read about but never see in real life.She carries herself with incredible grace and confidence, seeming almost haughty or arrogant, but she's always laughing, seeming to almost skip or dance through the grounds and corridors of. Her breasts, he imagined were a firm 34B, not too big and not too small. Her hips were narrow and her thighs were as tight as he imagined. He did notice a small patch of dampness between her legs, and he smiled. She was enjoying this as much as he was. “Remove your bra.”She reached back and unclasp the buckles on her bra. The straps fell down her arm and she quickly removed it and stood with her hands on her side. He ran his fingers over his dry lips. Her breasts were firm and perky. Her pink. "Stay quiet bitch!" the intruder said, his voice leaving no room for argument. Some bumping and fumbling followed. A large black calloused hand reached from behind me to grasp my still spraying cock. "Nice," the deep voice said. More fumbling. I felt the heft of a substantial cock against the small of my back, poking me.My heart pumped short and fast in my breast; I could not catch a breath; I feared I would faint. My knees were weak. I tried to speak, tried to tell him, but the lump in my. I smiled at the waitress in the café and picked up a Diet Coke. I was still in the dark about what went up there. For a minute, Anthony looked as if he would like to push me on the floor and trample me flat. I was beginning to sweat a little. Maybe he knew somehow about my attraction for him? Drat that dumbo Sangeetha, she must have sung it to Vikas (her husband) and maybe he had told Anthony… I remembered Sangeetha saying that Anthony was a loner and had very few friends. May be he thinks that.