1. Studying for Anatomy


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Taboo, Author: sillyjenny, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    I stare at my lab manual and my anatomy textbook, frustrated because nothing seems to be making sense. "How the hell I am going to be able to tell which muscle is which and what each muscle does?!" I sigh out loud shutting the lab manual and the textbook close. I push it off my bed and the thump of the textbook on the tiled floor almost makes me feel better. I lay on my back and stare at the ceiling, tired and annoyed. "I am so going to fail that stupid Anatomy Lab Practical this Friday," I groan into my pillow as I flip onto my stomach. *** "Why don't you ask your professor to help? I'm sure he's willing to help you study if you ask," my dad casually suggested when I complained. "No he won't. He's an asshole." "Have you tried asking?" "No," I said, stubbornly. "Well, ask before saying that." "Fine," I say, annoyed. "I'll e-mail him." *** Hi Dr. Hunter, I was having trouble understanding what each muscle in the body does, and I was hoping if you can... or if you have any time... if you can help me to understand it. I know that you must be very busy since it’ll be a Sunday, and it is okay if you don't have the time, but if you do have the time at all, and if you don't mind, I would greatly appreciate it... Thank you. I will be waiting for your reply. Isobel Whyte *** I send the e-mail and open another browser page. I log onto my facebook to kill time but soon I get tired of scrolling through my newsfeed reading people's pathetic love sick statuses. I log off and decide to read ...
    my lab manual again. Ten minutes into my reading, my laptop dings, letting me know that I have a message. *** Hi Isobel, I don't mind. What time would be a good time? Just let me know and I will try to fit it into my schedule. Gabe Hunter *** Thank you so much! Is 2:00 pm good for you? Isobel Whyte *** That will be fine. Meet me in my office at 2 then. Don't forget to bring your lab manual and your textbook. Gabe Hunter *** I won't. Thank you again! Isobel Whyte *** No Problem. Gabe Hunter *** "Well, I guess he isn't a jackass after all," I say to my laptop screen. I turn off my laptop and continue to read and decipher the hidden codes in the lab manual, willing every little word to make sense to me but failing miserably. By the time I look up from my lab manual, darkness has already taken its place outside. I sigh and groan miserably as I grab my towel and make my way to the restroom across from my bedroom. I take my shower and fall into bed afterwards, naked, not bothering to put on any clothes. What seems like only an hour later, but is really seven hours later, I wake up to the sun shining through my window and the familiar tingle of need between my legs. My hands grab my own breast and squeezes. I stifle a moan as pleasure fills my body. My free hand finds its way between my legs and lightly brushes my tingling pussy. My fingers spreads my labia and touches my cliterous, making my breath hitch in anticipation for the overwhelming pleasure. Slowly, my finger reaches into ...
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