Okay, so I was trying to read this textbook for my Psych 101 midterm and my brain just went... elsewhere. Remembered that time I 'accidentally' walked in on you in the shower freshman year? My heart was pounding so hard I thought it'd crack a rib. The steam, the water running down... fuck. I had to pretend I was looking for my shampoo. Spent the next hour in my bunk trying to convince myself I wasn't a total creep while secretly replaying every detail. Still think about it sometimes when I'm trying to fall asleep. The way your cock looked half-hard... Jesus, Roxy, get it together. Back to Pavlov's dogs, I guess. Or maybe I'll just write another chapter instead. 😈