First message
She slept so perfectly in my arms. My hands stroking her soft white vest, her tiny cotton shorts hugging her curves. The dorm was in darkness, the only light being the slither of moonlight coming out from behind the clouds.
I kiss her shoulder, the smell of my soap and her perfume mingling together on her soft milky skin. God I loved her. My self control was hanging on a thread. I was done waiting, I wanted her. I just needed to know she felt the same. Baby? I whisper in her ear.