Whatever Floats Your Boat
The sun graced the windows of the classroom. The European situation was being discussed and it was our obligation to take notes. While most classes were simultaneously bland, the thought of so many people being suppressed made me furious. I could do nothing about it, but it still made me furious.
I watched the sunshine cast a ray on her arm. Francine. French. Light brown. The hairs glistened. Blonde hairs. I had never noticed her before but this was interesting.
Teacher asked us to get into groups but they had to be a gender mix. After some time the class was assigned to groups and I happened to be with Tanya. I recognised the delicate dusting of hair on her arms, once spectacled by the sun, but quickly looked up and proceeded to address the issue.
Troy asked, 'What is the problem we have to investigate?'
'The role of Europe in helping to save the downtrodden Hungarians.' replied Celia.
And so it went on.
Celia also had amazing legs. I had noticed that since the day we started class. Thick and muscular thighs and calves, not fat or cellulite, just gym produced muscle.
I could not convince Celia to be my fuck buddy. She had some part time lovers, I am sure, but not include me. How big a penis does she want?
I was assigned to the group with Tanya, Kelsie, James and Aaron.
Tanya chose to take notes. We did not have the most favourable places to work, but some chairs arranged in a circle seemed to be our office..
I sat opposite Tanya and was immediately faced with looking at the junction between her legs, given that her dress, which was destined for the scrap box in a couple of months, was very short.
She was firmly built. Muscles in her legs rippled with every small move she made.
We went through the usual class things, reported our findings and writing down our outcomes.
I did not write down that I saw Tanya's inner thighs, leading up to her pussy.
I walked to her and admitted my truth.
"Tanya, I am a man who wishes to give his appreciation to the magnificent body he is looking at. It doesn't mean I want a root, but, just that, your body is amazing."
"Thank you for being so honest, Luke," she replied. "Most guys keep gorking at my body and, probably go off and masturbate."
"Well, that might still be my journey, I thought."