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Nash I wasn’t sleeping, but having Daphne naked before me was like a dream I never wanted to wake up from. When I put my fingers on her skin, I felt something indescribable. It was like life pulsed through her and into me, and I felt, for the first time, fully alive. My heart beat hard as I pulled her lithe body against mine. She was so sweet and innocent. I knew I shouldn’t be putting my hands on her, but I couldn't get enough of the feel of her soft skin. She believed I was a fellow student, a f.ucking philosophy major! I was a philosopher with no morals, apparently, because I didn’t have the balls to put a stop to the storm that was raging between us. A part of me hoped and prayed that she would do it for me. But she didn’t. She pushed up against me, grinding her pelvis agains