A City's Sins and Sensuality

The girl was standing just at the edge of the woods, looking around.

She had her back to me, and I crept closer.

I wanted to catch a glimpse of her face, but I didn't want to get caught.

That's what I told myself anyway. The truth was that I wanted to get a little closer to her. Just a little closer so that if she turned around and saw me, *I* would be able to see *her*. Maybe talk to her for a bit. Maybe even ask for her number! A girl like that could have any guy in school. Heck, any guy in the world!

But I wasn't ready for that yet. All I wanted now was to see her face. To look into those eyes and see her smile light up like it had done earlier today in history class when Mr. Hughes asked her why she liked ancient Rome so much. She answered with a wide smile and looked at me for a second before looking down at the desk again, probably trying not to blush too hard.

It was then that I realized how close I actually was to her. She hadn't heard me walking through the leaves on the ground below us, but she did hear me breathing heavily as my heart raced faster than an Olympic runner after hearing his name called over the loudspeaker at the Olympics just before he crosses the finish line, winning gold and making him immortal... well... immortal until his descendants die out or whatever.

The girl finally turned around and looked directly at me.

I froze in place, afraid that if I moved even an inch she might scream bloody murder and alert all of New York City to my presence here with her in this forest clearing where no one should have been without being chased by ninjas or something like that. But she didn't scream or run away or anything. She walked towards me instead, smiling softly as if she wasn't really worried about any danger that might be lurking around here with *her* specifically in mind.

"You shouldn't be here," she whispered softly as she neared me. "It's dangerous." Her voice was melodic and enchanting beyond belief... I couldn't help but stare into those beautiful blue eyes of hers while they stared back into mine with equal intensity and desire....

"Yeah... uh... yeah... you're right," I mumbled as my gaze wandered down from those eyes of hers down to her full pink lips and then further down to wonder if she always wore such a short skirt or if she just wore it today because *I* was in class today and *I* had maybe seen it earlier today when *she* wasn't wearing it anymore after Mr. Hughes let us leave early because he needed "to do some things" at lunchtime... you know... like put on clothes.... Or take off clothes.... Whatever.... Fuck! Now I'm thinking about going home early from work tomorrow just so that I can get dressed up nice enough so that my boss will tell me how handsome I am today before telling me how great a job I've been doing lately... then he'll call up another employee named Greg who is apparently also very good at his job so Greg will come over and say how great my work has been too... and then we'll high-five each other because we're both young successful business men who are both single and looking for love.... And hopefully we'll go out on dates with two girls who will choose us as their date winners because they thought our hair looked particularly handsome today when we went out for lunch together with our bosses.... Man! What am I thinking?!? This is not the time for this! Shit! My dick is getting hard just thinking about this stuff.....