Yes, I do mind. I mind Jess. I mind Jess a lot...

"Um, he-ey..." Can he tell what Jess is doing from there? He can't yet. Can he? "Come on in... We're, just, uhn... [stop it Jess]..." It shouldn't be this hard to snake her out of my shirt...

"Studyin' math?" God, at least my clothes are still on... mostly...

"Great! I was hoping to find someone to go over stuff with, just to, you know, make sure my head is in the right place on everything, get some sense of reality..." Holy shit listen to him prattle on, he has no idea...

"Wanna just all plop down on the floor here and get to it?" Jess being already on the floor...

"Ya, let me, um, let me just get my notes..." And maybe kick my bra and panties out of sight...

"So, I'm thinking, maybe we start with these different kinds of partial derivative things? Divergence? Gradient? What do they mean?" Heh, Dr. Lu always says all this shit like it's the great mysteries of the universe. Jeff's kinda cute when he's mocking him. Or maybe it's just that my pussy is still achingly wet under this much-too-short skirt...

"Nothing?" Hrm, sitting on the floor in my skirt without... um... not... that easy... okay...

"Here, I gotta grab my notes from my bag." Sure, Jess, like you take notes.

"Um, where were the equations for these..." Oh god, what are you doing, Jess?! God... I can't believe she's flashing me while she's right fucking behind Jeff...