Sass.
I had to walk with sass and conviction, away from the scene of the crime. The crime I almost committed, that is. I wanted to wrap my legs around him, sink my tongue into his mouth, do a downright dirty horizontal rhumba right here in the corridor, irrespective of who might come past and catch us.
If been naked once today, I could do it again. I'd been empowered. Freed from all worry of self-consciousness.
What was wrong with me?
I was a mess, frothing at the mouth like a dog in heat, brain addled with hormones, but now, more than ever, I needed to keep a cool clear head. What was years of hard work if not for this? Behind me, I heard gentle deliberate footsteps.
He was following me. Heat pooled inside me like a dormant volcano about to go meteoric. I had to pretend not to noti
