Diary Of A Broke Playboy 49

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My time in that class was wasted between staring at that girl and playing winning eleven on my phone. Her skin was radiating like always and her upper part of the body still helped me tap into the picture of a very massive backside. Even though she was seated, my eyes already knew how downward gifted she was. How wouldn't I know? She was Eva after all. My darling, daring Evangeline. She was still bitter at me though. She actually walked past me and sat 3 rows before me in the crowded lecture hall.

She didn't want to sit with me but she wouldn't like to be out of my sight. Maybe she found out how much of a torment staring at her was to me. I was surrounded by not so coded guys and her seat could accommodate one more skinny person but not without rubbing and scratching the body parts. Well the chair was occupied by mostly girls so the rubbing and Scratching was more than welcomed to me.

30 minutes into the end of the class, I stood up and walked to her seat. She sat before one busty girl at the end of the chair.
"Excuse me," I whispered to the girl. She gave me the kind of look one would give to mad man in fresh designer clothes.
"There is no more chance here," the girl snapped. Eva was already looking at me so turning back was a crime.
"I was here before, ask that girl," I protested, nodding towards Eva. Eva gave me a look that showed she was out rightly going to deny me but looks can be deceiving. She nodded in confirmation to my claim and voila! I was shuffling my body parts between one endowed chic and another busty other. Heaven can't be more wonderful and I am no pervert please.

"I love your hair," I whispered to her and smiled.
"Shhh!!" came the rebuff from my two sides. Eva and the girl. I turned towards the other girl with a look like "What is your own matter?"  and faced Eva again.
"Baby," I called softly and she ignored me. I saw a little smile at the other corner of her face tho.
"You are beautiful today," I continued. I wasn't going to stop if she doesn't react. I can't lose my favorite babe just like that. She was too beautiful to give away. She smiled and shook her head, still not looking at me.
"I missed your lips."
This one cracked her up and she switched from a stifled laughter to a faked violent cough when the old lecturer turned his attention to her. I did the mannequin pose, barely blinking. The man let it slide and continued his very boring lecture.

"Respect yourself," she whispered to me. I raised my hand in a pleading style and tried to bring it down but somehow, the other girl's massive jugs had created a barrier. I couldn't possibly bring down my hand without my elbow squeezing them.
I was going to protest before I realized that I was going to like it. So I just went ahead and brought down my hand. I swear that girl's jugs were a bunch of pillows. So soft and it actually flows like liquid.

She wouldn't have seen it as a big deal if I hadn't given her one uncanny look. She stared back and I stared harder. I won the staring match as she looked away.
"Do you mind if I talk to you?" I asked her, stealing a line from August Alsina's verse in "Do you mind". Like most girls would do. She ignored me. I pushed further.
"Well, are you actually learning anything from this class?"
"Yes," she snapped.
"Good, so you will teach me then, this other girl here doesn't like me and you look smart."
She smiled eventually while my eyes were on her cleavage like the discussion were between me and it.
"What's that your name again?" I asked her observing Eva shift uncomfortably.
"Cynthia," she murmured. The second Cynthia I am meeting, I hoped she wasn't as crazy as the first. I also hoped she was endowed like the first, her boobs was satisfactory enough.
I nodded and said Ok. I faced the board for the First time that day.

I soon noticed that she took occasional glances at me. I faced my front. I was determined to give Eva a little torment with the time left.
"What's your own name?" she asked me. I turned and my eyes went automatically to her boobs before meeting her face.
"Chinecherem but you can call me "my love"," I replied with a wink. She smiled. Eva kicked me lightly on my foot, who knew that sophisticated girls could get jealous.

"So when are we taking that lecture?" I asked, ignoring Eva's kick.
"Which lecture?" she asked.
"Our own private lecture, the one going on now."
She smiled and I nodded.

There is this particular guy called muscle in our department. His name is self explanatory. He has everything needed in an ideal guy except a smile. One hardly sees his teeth.
I will tell you a bit about muscle even though it will look like I am digressing but it is very important that I tell you about him.
He was this tall, hulky person, even taller than my father that would often brag about his height. His eyes, well I bet he also has muscles in them and when he talks, it sounds like when God spoke to the Israelites on the mountain. Very thunderous.

So the class ended and Eva couldn't take it anymore. She seized my hand as the girl walked away. Man that girl was just okay. The lower part of her body I found out was exquisite.
"I thought you didn't want to talk to me?" I asked Eva as she held on to me.
"I changed my mind."
"Well, do you have anything for me?" I asked and she nodded with a beautiful smile.
"Well, I am coming, let me get something over there."
She let me go and I started walking towards my new found Cynthia. Somewhere along the line of my going to meet her. Someone beat me to it. He hugged her tightly, covering almost all her body with his huge biceps. I wouldn't want to meet a girl that obviously has something to do with muscle. So I ran back to Eva.
"Did you say you have something for me?" I asked her. She nodded again.
"In my lodge," she said.
"Let's go and get it."
We walked a little distance out of the faculty before someone shouted my name with an angelic voice. I turned and Cynthia was walking towards me.
"That lecture," she started and I smiled.
"My sister here has agreed to teach me," I said and she nodded.

I can run after any guy's girl but not the type of guy with that type of muscle. Something no dy do me for head.