He looks at me from across the room, a peak here, and glance there, then back again to his work. I wonder if the teacher sees him, but I doubt it, I barely see him. I can just feel his gaze on me. I feel his lusty stare to the center of my being. I wonder…..
HA! I winked to him, just a full stare then a wink. Throughout the rest of class no stares, but I'm going to pay later. He'll slam me into the wall, ravish my mouth, torment me till I'm begging…..
Damn, now I'm the one staring!