blake kissed her neck , her shoulders , slipping the straps of her bra from her shoulders , and then the lacy cups from her breasts . beneath my fingers lay the rough , cold wood of the porch railing . she tripped over a small maroon rug and shot it a dirty look as she stopped in front of me . when class begins and the teacher starts to lecture , all i need to do is listen and take notes . it was around 10:00 in the morning and the wind was blowing like it always did . 