Chapter 3
It was Eliots first day of her class; she went and sat in a empty chair. Some of her class mates came in a while and slowly the classroom filled and later it was totally full. The lecture has started and Eliot pretty well knew that Susan didn't belong to her class. She couldnr get he mind of her. She was expecting s glimpse of her. Interrupting her thoughts, some one excused.
"Stay out –you are late", the lecturer yelled
Everyone looked up at the door. There she was standing with her nose bleeding with a guaze to her was Susan.
"What with the bleeding over there?" The lecturer asked in a frustrated tone.
" I had a heat stoke on the way, Mr nose bleeds when i…err….iam back from medical. You can look at the form. Please if you let me in. " Susan said.
"Alright. Alright Come in Ms Poussan", he said.
So, its Ms Poussan. Eliot thought. Susan walked past her, just too close, and she could smell that perfume, Eliot thought, "what could it be ? Channel 9."
Pulling into her more, Susan, moved almost leaning half into her seat as she slept deeply. Eliot quickly removed the side rest from Susan seat so that she almost got into this seat and was leaning on her with her covered blanket. It did get pretty cool inside the air craft.
Eliot was still enjoying the initial moment, when Susan put her hand across Eliots chest in a response to hold while she continued to sleep. Eliot couldn't breathe for a while, the hand was right on her chest , and almost touching half her breast, and Eliot slowly tried to breathe, trying to control her emotions, hormones jumping in while she suddenly felt hot in an almost cold aircraft. Her breathing heavyed and Susans face is almost on her neck while she looked down, Susans head was upright, where the lips are just at a proximal distance.
It was taking whole lot of patience and rather terrible control to hold and fight this immense urge. Eliot felt that she was getting wet and she just wanted to grab Susan for a wet kiss, pulling her hair in.
just then….Eliot took the moments into hands
She started kissing without even waiting, she kissed the lips slow and steady and noticed that Susan was responding and suddenly Susan started to kiss, it was a more dominant kiss from Susan. Their tongues crossed for dominance..Eliot was leaving moans. Slow and deep moans in response to the kiss. None of them could let go, it was all the more intense and Eliot has to pull away to grasp and take some air. She was breathing restlessly and before Susan could open her eyes and get back to conscious, Eliot went for her second kiss, this time properly taking Susans face into her hand and drawing her hands into Susans hair, she puled her closer. The turulance favoured the kiss, and as the plane was bumping, Susan was almost half on Eliot, taking a better angle for kiss.
Eliot had a lot to process on her mind.
Is she kissing in her sleep? does she know its me? Had she had feelings for me already?
"But no time to waste." Eliot thought. "iam kissing the love of my life, I don't care if the aircraft crashes after this", she thought.
To be continued