A man is often secretly oppressed by the role he has to play - by always having to be responsible, in control, and rational.
The Siren is the ultimate male fantasy figure because she offers a total release from the limitations of his life. In her p...
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As fast as the weekend came it was just as fast as how it ended.
Solái was right back in school in the front row seat of her business management class taking notes and frequently asking questions for her professor to clarify.
Today she only had two class's which was rare because she usually had 4 classes out of the week. Today not one but both her professors canceled class today.
You could say it was a win for her because she didn't have to do much studying for all 4 classes when she got back home although she did have an upcoming test she wanted to prepare early for in one biology class that she didn't have today.
With the last 5 minutes of class left the professor let them head out early. Solái was the first to leave heading straight for the campus cafeteria.
After filling her plate up with some Chinese food, pork fried rice with broccoli and bourbon chicken , she added a bowl of mixed fruit then went into the line to get a cup of ice water.
When it was her turn she filled her cup to the brim then took a slight sip of it so it wouldn't over flow all over her hands and clothes.
When the girl leaned down to place her lips to the cup she felt something hit her making her cup of ice water wobble to the side.
Her tiny hands gripped the cup for dear life not wanting it to spill all over her top. When she got a firm grip on it and made sure no water split on her she instantly turned around to what had hit her or more so who had hit her.
"You don't how to say fucking excuse me or at least sorry for that matter!" She spoke, her tone level leaving up a few notches.
After her mini spasm she halted. She recognized the boy well rather young man. It was the guy she met at the party Friday.
She instantly began blushing, looking at him she could see he was just as fine as when she last met him.
She studied his lips and how full they were. Stopping her thoughts she mentally shook them away retorting back into the mug she had before.
"My fault really" The guy spoke with his hands landing on his chest.
His lips turned into a small smile when realized who he had "accidentally" bumped into.
