"No..."

"Um, what?" you blurt out, unsure if she just asked what you thought she had said.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Sophia asks more directly.

"No..." you shake.

"I'm surprised," she says as she stands next to you, close enough to smell her sweet strawberry scented hair.

"Me too," you reply and turn around to face her.

"Those girls who think you're just a nice guy missed out on a great guy," she smiles.

"Thanks," you smile nervously as she steps closer to you.

"I want to thank you, Michael," she whispers, .

"It's okay..."

She leans against you, so you can feel her huge tits pressed your chest, and tippy toes to kiss you.

For a moment you are tempted to push her away but then decide to accept her gift and kiss her back.

"Um, you're welcome," you chuckle when the two of you finally break the kiss.

She smiles and still holds you against her.

"Um, if you're hungry you can grab a snack from the lunchroom or if you're tired there's a couch there," you tell her. "We have twelve hours to burn."

She bites her lower lip and you wonder what she is thinking.