You sigh in relief, you thank heavens that at least it’s someone you know. You frantically wave your arms and scream in an attempt to be found by Rhys.
At least you knew Rhys unlike most people at this university. He was in an physical therapy class you took last semester. He’d go on and on about cricket. The dude could seriously never get enough of it.
Oh no, your brain wandered off on some tangent. You snap back into reality realising your cry’s for help went unheard. Of course you had to pick one of the few comfy seats in the library. Those seats are prime butt realestate and Rhy’s butt seems to be renting this chair for the foreseeable future. Without hesitation you attempt to make a mad dash for the back of the chair, hoping not to get crushed under the weight of this man. You were 1 step into your sprint when Rhy’s came crashing down, ass and all. The practically felt the air wheeze out of your lungs.
To make matters worse you happened to be be perfectly aligned with Rhy’s asscrack upon the point of impact. Yes you did this his butt looked sexy and all, but you didn’t want to be stuck between his two sweaty ass cheeks.
Rhys begins to dig himself into the seat when suddenly his phone begins to ring. He answers and begins to talk away. You can’t seem to understand him as everything is muffled by the layers of butt fat. Anyways this was the least of your concerns. Rhys ends his phone call and within a few seconds he...
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