“Sex Emotions”

It was a bright Monday morning, i just gained admission into this university, i was determined never to engage in anything that will distract my attention towards my academic goal.

My family lived next to this really pretty Damsel who was about 28 and I was 20. She had a party Two nights before my resumption and invited me to it to meet her boyfriend who was in from out of town.

As the party died down around 2am, and it was the three of us, she got up and put a porn on. I went to leave and she said for me to stay. I stayed and all three of us watched it for a while. We were all horny and they started to make out. I went to leave because I was by myself. She told me to stay because she and her bf had always had a fantasy about fucking in front of someone. So I stayed and watched.”

These memories were all that kept ringing in my head, while all my parent wanted was me graduating with very good grades. I was so mean that making friends was never in my plans. I walked in the school building all alone watching people gaze at me. It looks as though it was never a place I longed to be. I saw new faces of boys and girls some looking smart & some looking awkward.

“I hope I get along with everyone with time”, I thought within me.

On a faithful day, I was on my way to the school administration building to get my results and some other documents submitted, I saw as students trooped out of the secretary’s office. Someone bumped into me, making me drop the documents I was holding with me. It was a young girl, “Oh excuse me”; she said.

It was hard enough trying to gain the acceptance of her apologies. I had no choice, she stretched forth her hand,
“I’m Tracy, I’m really sorry I bumped into you”; she said, “I’m a Fresher in this Faculty, it’s nice meeting you “; she concluded.

I tried to put away such disturbing thoughts of her action, I shook hands with her, trying not to look at cleavages dangling in the adorable cloth she wore. She proceeded murmuring “I noticed we don’t have a class governor yet, and I would love to be one. Kindly Vote me in please”.

I was already regretting my impulse to have shook hands with her, ” I hope she doesn’t say any nonsense again”, I thought. Quickly I wished her good luck, despite the fact that I do not know what the post of the class Governor entails.

Shortly afterwards, I made friends with some guys who happened to stay very close to my apartment. They are great people to be with. Each time that talk about having a girlfriend, I get mad and all they do is laughing and making rude jokes.

Of course, I thought these boys were just fooling around the way they usually do until I heard they already engaged themselves in relationships. I really wished I could tell my worse experience with my neighbor.

It was early in the morning, about few minutes past 8:00am, the president of the faculty introduced to us that there is gonna be an election, to be conducted in order to have a class governor. I wondered why they are taking this Governorship post this serious. Me and my friends laughed it off as we were never interested. I was persuade by some aspirants to make it to the election venue and vote for them; I promised I was gonna be there.

Very early on Friday morning, I was already in school building just to see how the election processes go. I was at the back sit with my friends, hoping to take crazy pictures and video of the aspirants.

I watch Tracy walked into the lecture theatre, Her breasts weren’t tiny but weren’t huge either, kind of looked like two perky apples on her chest. She had her nipples pierced, I could phantom that as it shows in the skinny tank top she wore………….. (Episode 2)…….

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  1. Woow I’m speechless….such a wonderful idea from MC makins it’s really amazing to get back on things like this in our society

  2. Episode 2…

    The qirl will become the class qovernor… She and the dude will qet alonq…

    Give me a bottle of Heineken…!

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