"Hmm. Ooh," Felicia grins wild with seduction. "I have to get going now, but how about you give me a call later?" Felicia starts walking off with a swing of her hips. She turns and blows you a kiss, adding in a wink for good measure. You just stand there and wave awkwardly after this whole equally awkward exchange.
Now breathe. She's gone.
What were you doing again? Oh, right! The matter transposer!
The mere thought of it makes you want to go on a shrinking spree, or even just a few good growth blasts around campus, but you have to restrain yourself just a bit longer. But no matter how well you keep your finger from the trigger, your erection is like a beacon through your pants. You tug your shirt down to hide it as you scamper across the field until you come across another group of your friends.
Crap! Did one just see you? You duck behind the nearby corner and lean back almost inside the wall. You stealthily sidle along the brick and hope you aren't spotted by anyone else you know.
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