| Tristan looked around him with a start. He was back in the park. What had just happened? He couldn’t think of an answer. The clouds began to move away and the moon once again lighted his path. As he walked, he thought about the girl in his…well, he didn’t really know what it was. If only he caught a glimpse of her face. That was what bothered him. Why did she feel she had to hide from him? The mere thought of her touch sent a shiver down his spine. It was clear she aroused him in ways never imagined. In fact, it was painfully obvious to anyone around him because of the growing bulge in his pants. Tristan let out a sigh of relief as he neared the dorm. He needed to get to his room, his bed. He needed to think. Running up the stairs so no one could stop him, he darted into his room and shut the door behind him. Taking off his clothes, he got under the covers. He stared up at the ceiling and thought about her. His last thoughts before sleep overcame him were her hot breath on his skin. ……………………… Tristan awoke the next morning feeling miserable. He didn’t want to go back to reality, he wanted to be with the strange woman. She unleashed emotions and sensations in him that don’t plan on becoming dormant again. He needed her, wanted her. He was determined to find her again. The day passed at an excruciatingly slow pace. Tristan could barely keep his mind on class. Dustin noticed this. “Hey man, what’s up with you today? You seem everywhere but here.” Dustin asked, concerned. “Huh?” he snapped out of his daze. “Uh, nothing. Just a little preoccupied. That’s all.” “Are you sure? Is there something you’re not telling me?” “No.” “It’s a girl isn’t it?” his brown eyes sparkled mischievously. “None of your goddamn business!” Tristan snapped. “I knew it! Who is she?” Tristan sighed. “I don’t know.” “You don’t know? How can you not know?” “I didn’t really talk to her. Can we please drop the subject?” “Fine, fine. I’ll see you later then.” Dustin walked away shaking his head. Tristan sighed. He couldn’t explain to Dustin what happened. The guy would think him crazy. That was the last thing he needed. Slowly, he put his books away and got up. Finally, his last class was over. He can spend the rest of the day dreaming of her in peace. |