The past few months has been so hard for me without her. Yeah my girlfriend left me and transferred schools and all. College life huh? Well I’m barely meeting my tuition payments by tutoring others and working nights at the campus food court. I’m tired but gotta get to this library to tutor Alicia Mitts. Booooyyy Alicia is an ex cheerleader who just broke up with her boyfriend who was the quarterback here at the school.. Lets just say he spent more time with the other cheerleaders then the coach did. Shaking my head. Don’t know why because Alicia was a total package! Brains, beauty, body, sense of humor, and down to earth.. Lips pink like cotton candy always have a coat of strawberry lip gloss on them. Legs and hips when they sway back and forth they make the wind change direction. Pretty brown eyes, nice ass, and nice breast.. Oh yeah she got brains too. I mentioned that right? Well I get to the library first as always and there at the front desk is Mrs. Clark the librarian. She hate noise!
“Hey Mrs. Clark” I said as I walked by.
“Shhhhhhhhhh!!!!” She said as she looked over her glasses and watched my every step.. I Shake my head and walked to the back of the library. I put my books down, slid the chair out and plopped down in the chair. I laid my head on the table and closed my eyes for just a minute.

I was awakened from a deep sleep by a tap on the arm. I raised my head to see who was tapping me.
“Yuck! Wipe yo face! Damn u must have been dreaming bout me huh?” She said with a erotic laugh. I quickly wiped my face on my sleeve and stared in Awe.. There she stood Alicia Mitts. 5’6″, 165lbs, caramel brown skin, natural hair pulled back in a Afro puff with a red ribbon, black tank top cover with her old letter jacket, short black pencil skirt with legs coming from under it for miles!
“Umm ummm naw just tired working and school”
“Oh so u wasn’t dreaming bout me?” She said smiling but biting her bottom lip. I laughed at get being silly and she sat down so we could get started.
“So what we gonna do today?” I asked loving my view from where I was sitting.
“Ummm yeah umm I have a confession to make. Read this.” She said sliding a piece of paper my way. Wow. Her GPA is a half a point higher then mine in history. So why have I been tutoring her for the past 2 1/2 months?
“I don’t understand.. Why are we here?”
She slides over another piece of paper. It’s a letter and its for me. I open with a confused look on my face. She leaned back in her chair with this sexy grin on her face chewing on a pencil. It read:

Hey I’m sorry for having you tutor me for nothing, but I couldn’t find another way to get close to You.