im talking to a friend of mine while on my knees for a reason i cant remember, and laughing along while not really paying attention.
and the reason why i wasnt even sparing a glance to them began to walk towards me, eyeing me as i stared at her beauty before walking up next to me and lightly resting her hand on my head.
before i can even register what happened, she starts lightly running her fingers through my hair and by god that was one of the best things ive ever felt. i look up at her and see that beautiful smiling face while she just casually speaks to our professor.
she walks away and i damn near whimper, missing the addicting touch she had. suddenly, i look down and see the bane of my existence rising up in my pants, so i jump up and sit on a chair to hide the growing ache.
after ten minutes of awkward waves at my friends as they walk by, it still hasnt gone down and its almost time for me to get back on stage. i try everything to get rid of it, but my mind keeps returning back to that feeling of nails lightly scratching my scalp, and the throbbing comes back full throttle.
now, i have to go on stage with a boner im never able to hide no matter what i try, and as i see the eyes of all the women in the room slowly gravitate downwards, i cant help but feel a little prideful.
