Calculus

Greg whipped out his schedule from his backpack. "Calculus, ugh. At least I get to see Kelsey..." Greg twisted the ring on his finger, thinking again about last night's strange encounter. "Maybe it was just a dream," thought Greg, "a very wet dream."

As he walked through the halls he passed many cute girls who all seemed to be staring at him. Beaming, Greg made his way to his Calculus class and sat down behind his dream girl, Kelsey.

She was wearing faded blue denim shorts, highlighting her long, sexy legs, muscular from running and very smooth. On top she had a dark green tank top, and her baby blue bra strap was visible under the strings. "Hey Kelsey..." Greg shyly muttered. She smiled but didn't respond.

Class went by mostly without incident, until deep into the lecture, Greg watched as the girl in front of him slowly nodded off to sleep in her pillowy math book. Her top rode up slightly as she leaned forward and Greg caught a glimpse of her tiny little ass. "That's a nice ass," thought Greg. Immediately after his thought, Kelsey straightened up quickly as if someone had poured water on her. She turned around and glared.

"What's wrong?" Greg was puzzled. "I hope she's not mad at me." Suddenly the frown on her face turned into a smile.

"It's nothing. I'm not mad."

Kelsey turned around to face the teacher again and Greg scratched his head. "OH yeah, the ring! Maybe it IS doing something..."