I was in bed sitting next to a girl who was teaching English. She had long brown hair and was a bit overweight. She had the English book between her legs. She was wearing a skirt which had a slit in it which came almost to her pubic region. When I put my hand on her leg, she protested, "No, no, you can't do that."

I persisted and kept trying to put my hand on her leg. She slowly began to give in more each time I tried. I could tell she was soon going to capitulate. All at once I said, "I thought I heard a door slam."

 She said it was nothing; but suddenly she jumped out of bed and said, "Oh no, I smell marijuana."

Apparently someone else was in the house. She said, "It must be my father. He's seen us."

She ran out of the room and left me.

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