No. She took my bra. She took my panties... or, wait, I think I took those... but still... She can never take my, um, not fucking around before the goddamned math final, I guess?

"Look, he's the subject matter we need to cover..." Just grab my notes off the desk. "Right through Stoke's theorem. I say we work from top to bottom, I'll lead, and we'll put extra focus on anywhere any of us have trouble. Don't be afraid to speak up. What do you think?"

Oh jesus fuck the look on Jeff's face. It happened when I grabbed the notes, didn't it? I pointed my bare ass right at him... and probably a lot more.

Fuck!