Short Muses Vol 2

s, they made me nervous, I felt like they were not into me, unfocused but I love their companionship, friendship, togetherness. Their admiration was unremarkable. While I was started my profe

She was a dark horse like a black beauty to me, rare looks but elegant. I still couldn't understand the reason behind it but it would be more comfortable to me if she did so, for my affection but she did that to get pass mark from me. I knew that she was busy with her other activities besides education. Moreover, she missed few test that semester final. In systematic terms of every university, we, teachers had to take retake exams to ensure that our students get the chance to pass the test and prepare for the next. In my sense, we need academic education to do more logical research than illogical one. I never get attracted by any students, that's why never felt any interest on them. I was failure in my personal love life but those were not with students. That day, it was a stormy day, I was sobbing for my tastebuds of choosing woman that couldn't be mine, still virgin on mind, never saw real nude woman always on magazines or internet. Most of my life, I spent on study, work and self interest. Sometimes I thought, I might be turning into a gay, my friends always bullied me for my less interest on intimacy with women. Then that happened, as usual, I prepared my question paper to take a retake exams. There should be two students but only black beauty came. It was a heavy rainy day, she wore off white dress, soaked with water, her brassiere could be seen so as her big nipples, dripping water from her head to toe, to any ordinary man, it was a great time to take that opport