In class with Millie

Next week arrives, and again I arrive a bit early for class to see if I get a chance to talk to Millie before class starts.

Same as last week I should not have bothered, since Millie arrives in a fluster with just a few seconds to spare before class is about to start. I have saved the seat next to mine for her this time, so she sits down next to me. She is in black tights, running shoes, and a workout sweater with a zipper which she has run all the way up. I think she is wearing a sports bra, since her tits look a lot smaller than they usually do.

We exchange a brief smile and a nod, and the professor starts the lecture. He is covering some pretty intense material, so I am taking very detailed notes, and time passes by fairly quickly. Again, we work through the usual break, and at the end of class the professor hands out the assignment for the week. When he is going through the assignment for the week, Millie passes me her notepad, on which she has written "we are working together on this week's assignment, right?" I scribble "naturally" on Millie's notepad, then I pass it back to her.

Class finishes, and Millie and I linger for a while until the classroom empties out, and then we leave together.

"Should we head to the library?" Millie asks as we are walking out of the building.

"Let's go to my dorm room instead." I say, then add: "I got some other books there we can use to make it easier for us to work on the assignment."

Millie thinks for a few seconds, then says: "Ok, sounds good."