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At Break Time 001
I knew I was irreversibly in trouble on the first day of school. Actually, no. The first few hours of class. My stepmother's insistence that I enroll in the English language course made a lot more sense as soon as my eyes met his. Much more than the shallow reason she had given in trying to convince me. You love reading and writing, you will find yourself in this course.True, I love reading and writing. But in the last few weeks I have been discovering a third activity that I never imagined could give me so much satisfaction.Today I can't see myself without it. Without them. My God, where is that concentrated and focused girl I was and what have you done with her?So that you understand better, I will tell you from the beginning. Not that I am being kind, it's just that, particularly, I love to remember every detail that brought me to the delicious mess I am in now.***Shortly after I received my High School certificate, Lysa, my stepmother, held tightly one of my arms and said:
At Break Time 002
I should be careful or I would be the victim of more bumps throughout the day. Of course, I hadn't told Peter about this yet, but I was a master at disasters of this kind. Naturally clumsy and inattentive. I worked at it constantly, but here I am, at university, and nothing has changed. I am still a walking slowpoke."My room is 308. Thanks so much for the help with the suitcase and... nice to meet you. Really, really nice to meet you. That's it.”"Mine, let me see... is 105. I'm going to stay on the first floor anyway, which is a relief for my knees.”I rolled my eyes. Of course he could only be joking, talking like that, like an old man. "Thanks for the company. I no longer consider myself a lonely fledgling.”"Take it easy, okay. We're not friends…”" Yet." We said, together."Yay! Bye, Peter!". I dragged the suitcase into my possession again, turning my back on him. No more goodbyes. We both knew that we would bump into each other many, many times on that campus.***Yeah, I kn
At Break Time 003
His full, unruly, gray hair matched perfectly with the gray beard that framed his face. His slightly square chin gave him a manly, seductive look. And, my God, he had that cursed genetic gift, the little hole in his chin. You could see it, despite the beard, which was very well aligned, by the way.I confess that older guys never called my attention that much. I was in the mood to be with people my own age or younger...like Ethan. Don't judge me, go. But that's a story I'll tell in more detail later, I promise.Back to the Linguistics I professor, I thought he was in his mid-forties by his build and raspy voice.He was white, tall, and with a deliciously up-to-date physique behind his aqua green social shirt, the same color as his eyes.And the look? Deep, seductive, with those thick yet aligned eyebrows. As soon as his eyes met mine, I couldn't help it. I was on fire inside.I had never felt something like this before, to be hit with just a look. But I had to cross my legs on the sp
At Break Time 004
With a precise movement, Max lifts me up by the waist and suddenly I am sitting on a sort of makeshift wooden table.The cubicle, almost unlit, was now like our parallel universe of chaos and lust. Max Anthon seemed to have urgency to comply with my request. All the movements he had made slowly seconds before were now replaced by precise, agile, firm gestures in pursuit of pleasure. Our pleasure, our anxiety.With enviable dexterity, he opened the two buttons of my jeans as if they were nothing. Inside my panties, my bocet@ was pulsating, my whole body on fire, it was so much desire that it seemed to sweat cold, out of any control."I don't do work by halves.”"What do you mean?". I asked, almost delirious with lust."You know very well.” He said, and didn't give me time to think. He violently pulled down my pants and the panties came down with them. Then he spread my legs wide apart, while I was still sitting on the small table, and squeezing my thighs, he squatted down and began t
At Break Time 005
"You are gone”. I am startled by Loretta's voice as I enter the room. She looks at me with an inquisitive look, as if she already knows everything. "I ran away, actually. I don't think this prank is funny at all.”"That's not to say that you're also lame…”Gee, you have no idea, Loretta."And where did you go?". She insisted, sitting with her legs folded over her bed. What a curious girl. I felt like confessing everything. But I still didn't know if I could trust her. Boy, it was the first day of school, wasn't it? "She looks tired”. Loretta continued, showing some irritation at my silence. "Tired? Oh, that I am. I had to walk a long way to avoid those inconvenient seniors. No offense”. Loretta laughed disproportionately to the mood of our conversation.I started to sort through my things to take to the shower. I was really exhausted and still in a frenzy inside. "You know you can trust me, right? To tell you anything”. She said, emphasizing the word anything. " Anything, real
At Break Time 006
When I returned to the room after a long and invigorating shower, Loretta was gone. It was lunchtime and most of us had arranged to meet in the cafeteria, while others wandered around the cafeterias and snack bars around campus. There was also a cafeteria that I soon learned was quite famous among the students, a cozy place that also served as a kind of refuge in the most stressful hours of study.I decided for the first option, the cafeteria. It would be a chance to save money and also to get to know a little more of the environment that would be my home for the next few years. And of course, the people. The presentation of the first class and the prank were completely atypical phenomena, I couldn't really get to know anyone. What happened right after the prank...well...maybe I got to know someone deeply, yes. I smile lasciviously as I recall the scenes we had in the storeroom. Did he also have the habit of eating lunch in the cafeteria with the students? I can't imagine what my
At Break Time 007
“Hi, Ethan”. “Why are you whispering?” I roll my eyes at the question. “I'm not whispering. I was in the cafeteria, too loud... now I'm in the hall. Oh, why am I explaining myself? Speak up! Why did you call?” “No big deal, it's your first day at school. I just wanted to make sure everything's okay…” “Ethan, tell me the truth, what are you up to?”. I say, unable to hold back my laughter, in a mixture of irritation and brattiness. “That depends on what you want to get me into. I've been your puppy for a while now…” "Really, little bro...?". I simulate a sweet and vulnerable voice. I hear Ethan's hoarse laughter on the other end of the line and can already picture his erection, nagging at him under his shorts. "When are you coming?" I ask in the most direct way possible. "I thought you could help me make a reasonable excuse here at home”. My dad and stepmom couldn't even dream that we were making love all the time. "Say you are going to a friend's house, as usual. I don't kno
At Break Time 008
The rest of the class schedule went on as usual. I was slightly shaken by Ethan's phone call and Peter's recent revelation about (supposedly?) being interested in me. Or maybe I had misunderstood.I still had the scene with the professor to deal with. Sometimes it just seemed like a dream too good to be true. Sometimes it seemed like a dream with a hint of suspense and danger. How wrong could it be?It is late afternoon and I haven't seen him again. Which is not at all impossible since the campus is huge, you can even get lost in the parallel universe of Metropolity University. I spent some time trying to keep my distance from Peter and Loretta. I had a cappuccino alone while reading a romance book in the cafeteria, the one that is a little further away from the in-and-out movement of students. The attendant was very cute and kept looking at me longer than he should have, but I didn't mind.I confess that I like this thing of being desired. At least most of the time. And of course, w
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