Jennifer Campbell sighed and layed her head down on her book.Jennifer Campbell sighed and layed her head down on her book. This was the third night in a row she'd had to stay late studying at the library and she was very bored with it. With a groan, she raised up and closed her book and put it in her bag then looked at her watch and goaned again. "2:15, ugh!", she thought. She decided to call it a night, or morning, rather. She fingered the buttons on her blouse and wished she was far away in one of her many fantasy lands not realizing that she was about to enter one. She stood up and smoothed her long, flowing skirt. For some reason, she had decided to dress up this morning. She'd pulled out a long sleeve, semi-sheer, button down shirt and flowing skirt with black nylons and flats to match. She hadn't been out with anyone in a long time and maybe was looking to catch someone's eye. "Hmph.", she thought, "no one will ever notice me anyway. I wonder why I bother trying?" She gathered up her bag and headed downstairs. It was bit chilly outside and she shivered as her nipples became erect while walking to her car across the parking lot. She reached it and began searching for the keys in her purse. "Dammit!", she cursed...and then froze as she felt two hands firmly grip her shoulders and hold her in place. |