There was this gorgeous, strawberry-blond girl in my history class in first-year, and she was always coming to class after coming from work. She was BEAUTIFUL, busty, intelligent, and had this intoxicating laugh... She would always be wearing a nice skirt, and inevitably some type of button-down blouse with her hair up... And I don't believe there was a single day that I didn't see her that a million horny-librarian fantasies didn't play through my mind and I was glad to have my laptop.
Funny thing is, I still talk to her and we've grown close over the years, and now it makes me daydream uncontrollably whenever she talks about that class
