I sat in the back of the classroom as usual . It was 7:07am and class starts at 7:15 . I blasted my music through my earbuds and proceeded to glance up Ms.Battles dress at her Nefertiti tattoo . Thinking to myself "I wonder if she has any on her thighs" . I've seen a couple . The one on her shoulder and foreharm. I've never gotten the courage to ask about them .
She sits there . Behind her black metal desk , working on her computer, paying me no attention. Thankfully . I was hoping she didn't feel my eyes on her skin traveling to her nice thick hips and ass. Her skin was so dark and beautiful. Her long dreads wrapped into a bun as she spoke "Good morning class, go ahead and start the work on the board. Basically all I want is a couple stanzas on how you feel this very moment ." she sat back down. Clicking her heels on the floor as she did so. God the sway of her hips...
I opened my bag and began writing .
I feel warm
My coffee warms my chest as i drink
I feel quite
Like a blanket of gentle silence was wrapped over me
I feel ....
I stopped there. I ran out of things to ramble about and instead decided to check my phone . I looked to see that the girls I was talking to in that moment all at once had texted me "good morning baby" . Which I ignored. I'm not a morning person. I just drink my coffee...
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Warm Coffee
De TodoA freshmen in a community college named Soul finds consitancy in her busy, rebellious life when she meets a beautiful problack teacher named Ms.Battle . Her tattoos and ability to give you chills at the sound of her booming voice while reciting her...
