As I watch her giggle , I nervously excuse myself to go to wash room. On reaching the girls room, I stared at the reflection on the mirror. What's wrong with me? why was acting like a fan girl with all the squeaking ? why is my body responding to her pheromones in this way! All these thoughts ran inside my head. I have had a boyfriend before. Maybe its my tiredness and lack of rest, that my mind is playing tricks I diagnosed myself. Splash!! water on my face, then dap my favorite strawberry lip balm and went back. I felt like my consciousness was more awake and more confident now. I saw Michelle standing next to the dressing corner. She signaled me to come, I remember to take the notepad, pencil and the tape,as I hurried towards her.
Why was I getting all excited again, I slowed down my pace to reprogram my mind, telling its just some measurements and nothing as such (whatever I was drooling at in my mind was not going to happen, and I shouldn't misread her message.)
I looked around as I approached the dressing corner, most of the other groups were already ready to sleep.
I put the curtain aside and walk inside the small cubical shape space. Michelle was ready for her measurements. She stood with hands apart. I started the measurements, (I had to take double time for each as my hands were shaking and my mind was blank!) I stood close to her, then notice that she was slightly shorter than me. I could smell the fruity shampoo on her hair. My hands was starting to have a mind of its own and becoming difficult to take control as it wanted to linger slowly down her bare hands, and her neck. Every zing I felt on the slight touch of her skin was taking a toll on me. I was somehow getting suffocated by the rush of feelings that for a second I lost control and lean forward. Thump! I was on top of her.
I felt something so soft like a marshmallow, I unconsciously ran my hands around them and I squeeze them and I heard a moan. I got up instantly and found my hands were on her perfectly shaped breast. Was that a moan?? or was I dreaming? I looked into her eyes as she murmur Ash... ley..Ashley...
ASHLEY! the shout woke me up. I rub my eyes and Esha was standing with a coffee and a donut as breakfast,for me. I must have felt asleep without knowing it... I sigh!