Delilah: Day 4 (Distractions)

“Teresa is a Native American Feminist in a lifestyle submissive relationship with an older man by the name of James. She has been called a sellout by her friend for her lifestyle. How might she explain her choice in a way her friend would accept?

Minimum 7 pages. Use 3 references from the text and 2 references from real life. These may be personal to you, or taken from sources such as BDSM friendly internet sites and news stories.”

You rub your forehead and sigh. Why did you think it was a good idea to apply to take a masters level class on Race, Feminism and Sexuality? Oh yeah, Rebekah talked you into it. You suspect it was her that got the professor to accept you too. What were you thinking?

A sigh draws your attention to the computer by the wall. Rebekah sits there playing Fluorescence. She's been streaming it more lately but this is off her usual streaming hours.

You stand and walk over to her. You know the names on the screen. It's her HexDrive team mates.

“Practicing for World’s?” you ask, kissing the top of her head.

“No,” she replies, “That's months away. We're just taking a break from papers for an hour or two.”

You glance at her second monitor which usually has her staying setup displayed. There's an essay on the screen and it looks far more advanced than anything you've touched so far.

“Looks deep,” you say.

She nods. “Yeah Thomas is a hard ass. That's why I'm taking time off from it.”

“I could use a break myself,” you say.

You put your arms around her, drawing her into a hug. You rest your right hand on her breast and flick her nipple through her t-shirt. She finches away and winces.

“Can you not?”

You pull back immediately. She sounded sharp, almost annoyed.

“Sorry,” she says. “I'm just busy. Maybe Jada can help you out if you're horny.”

“Rebekah, I'm not looking to get laid,” you say, weighing the truth of that. “Well, not mainly. I just thought I'd we're both stressing about school work we could relax together.”

She turns to you and smiles, but with a half frown on her forehead. “Sorry baby,” she says. “I think I'm gonna need to figure on school when we're done here. Maybe tomorrow, okay?”

You want to ask what's wrong, but something about the way she looks makes you think she's not going to tell you. Perhaps she does just need a little alone time. If the paper you're working on is tough you can only imagine what a full schedule of Masters level work feels like. Plus her streaming, and College Spread, and a relationship on top of all that…

,,,The one thing you know about Rebekah is that she's tough.

“Okay, babe,” you say. “I think I'm gonna go watch a movie in the bedroom. Let me know if you need anything.”

She nods. “I will. Thanks.”