Page 14 of Adam & Eve

She shoved the weapon she wasn’t supposed to have on school grounds into the pocket of

the baggy navy-blue basketball shorts she had on. She wore a light blue wife beater and flip flops

the same color as her top. Although she was dressed like many of the girls on campus, it looked a

lot different on her voluptuous body. The men’s wear did little to hide her curves, large breasts,

and slightly rounded stomach. I had a nice view of her nice, plump, round ass. It was noticeable

even in the baggy gym shorts.

Some part of me thought she would cower and lie, but she didn’t.

In a sweet, southern accented voice she said, “I would have gutted him and left him

bleeding out if he hadn't left me alone.” Then she gave me an easy smile, innocent and lethal.

Admitting that she’d been about to commit a violent act so boldly caused my dick to

harden. I shifted my laptop bag in front of me, so she couldn’t see the evidence of what her words

had done.

“Oh, I see.” I didn’t know what else to say.

I hadn’t expected honesty from her. She had to know that me reporting her could got her

expelled, but she didn’t care. Why?

“Excuse me, she said then side stepped me as if in a rush.

“Wait.” I’d shouted louder than needed. I didn’t want her to leave. “Can I buy you a cup of

coffee?” I blurted out when she continued to walk away

She paused, just outside of my reach. She turned then stared up at me long and hard. It was

as if she could see through me. I saw the change in her eyes when she caught a glimpse of the

monster behind the mask. I thought her response to seeing the real me would be fear or revulsion,

not morbid curiosity. She tilted her head as if studying me.

But in the end, I guess her sense of curiosity couldn't override her sense of self-

preservation. Instead of questioning or exploring what she saw, like I knew she wanted to, she

dropped her gaze. She took a tentative step back.

“No”, she said. She then turned and damn near jogged away without a second look in my

direction.

In silent disbelief, I watched her until she was out of sight. I wasn’t accustomed to

rejection. I was never without attention because of my looks, education and money. Women threw

themselves at me. Men wanted to be me, but none of those things mattered to her. She’d walked