Mila's pov.

Miss Decker the security down her cup and quickly excused herself.

It was now just me and Dean Miss Crystal.

She took my cup and sipped it before handing it to me.

Still suspicious I drank the strange liquor and moaned at how tasty it was.

I was instantly embarrassed remembering who I was in front of.

Curiosity won me over and I stole a Glace Miss Crystal.

The chair infront of me was empty and two Warm large hands were now on my shoulders.

The surprise was too much for a coward like me that I shrieked in fright.

I bolted off my chair and fell to the floor with a thud.

Well so much for my first impression.

"Mila are you okay?" Asked The Dean helping off the ground.

"I didn't mean to scare you. Quite the opposite.

I wanted to help you relaxed before your first class."

Said Miss Crystal placing her hands back on my shoulders.

Electric waves coursed through my body where she was touching me.

Leaving tingles as she massaged my shoulders.

My heart rocketed as it hammered against my chest.

No one has touched me like this before and it's been awhile since I've been this close to anyone.

And the last person who got this close was my doctor back home.

There was nothing special about that touch as it was physiotherapy.

Yet right now my mind was dangerous and untamed.

Thinking the forbidden as Miss Crystal kept massaging my shoulders.

In my sick little head, things were completely more explicit.

I envision Miss Crystal hands sliding down my shoulders to cup my breast.

This would encourage both of us to stand and she will unbutton my shirt.

Also getting rid of my pencil skirt too.

Once I'm in my bra and underwear, she would lift me up,

Placing me on her desk.

Part my legs widely and-

"Mila? Are you listening? Your first lecture is about to start.

I'll write you a note since I'm the one who held you up."

Said Miss Crystal shaking me up from my shameless dirty thoughts.

But my underwear was wet, scratch that completely soak in my erousal.

How embarrassing! I should leave immediately with the little dignity that I have.

Miss Crystal wrote a note and stretched out her arm to give me.

The air blasted through the window sent by the devil himself.

It went under my skirt and fanned my shirt.

Miss Crystal's hands trembled and her eyes widened looking at me.

Almost as if she knew that I was soaked down there.

Her eyes left mine to look down, to my lips, my neck, my breast and my private area.

Her eyes were trained to there unwavering.

Miss Crystal's hands shook so hard that she dropped the letter on the floor before I can take it.

I bent to pick it up when I heard her get up from her seat.

The dean's office door flew open revealing Riley.

She waited for me to pick the letter up before looping her arm around mine.

"Riley." Said The dean in a threatening tone of voice.

I looked at her face to see her livid expression.

"Mom, Mila can't make a bad impression by arriving late!"

Said Riley and only than did she noticed the note in my hand.

"So I rushed here for nothing after all, she won't eat you alive once she sees that."

Said Riley smiling relief and pulled me close to her.

Than out of nowhere she unwrapped her arm from mine, as goosebumps formed on her skin.

The Dean smirked a bit at that before glaring at Riley, who started shaking from fear at her gaze.

"I-I will see my self out." Said Riley before smiling nervously at me, As she left the dean's office in a hurry.

"Serves her right for touching what's mine."

Said Miss Crystal.

"I'm sorry?" I asked not following where this was going.

Heck, I couldn't even fathom what just happened.

Riley got so terrified of nothing and just left.

"You are mine Mila." Said The Dean rising off her seat.

I had nothing to say to that. My mind was obviously playing tricks on me.

"I'll escort you to your class. I'm warning you Mila, Don't let anyone touch you.

Not even your friends.

I'll know and I won't like it."

Said Miss Crystal stepping infront of me.

I suddenly felt self conscious and felt like I needed a mirror, to make sure I look presentable.

Than I looked at Miss Crystal's lips in want with a new craving.

Just one kiss. I'll kiss her and risk my scholarship.

I'll be expelled but with no regrets or was it my private area talking.

Great, I'll finally lost my mind.

Throwing my entire future in the dustbin before it even begins,

I kissed Miss Crystal. It was a gentle peck on the lips.

Those are lies it was a few pecks before I licked her lower lip, asking for permission.

Her lips parted as her lips claim mine possessively.

Her tongue dominated mine almost immediately as it explored my mouth.

I felt like I was floating as butterflies danced in my tummy.

Each touch as electrical as the last as her arms grabbed my waist pushing me flush against her.

I couldn't control my need as I grinded on Miss Crystal, earning a smack on my ass.

I moaned in the kiss as She rubbed the sore area.

Being a quick learner, I stopped grinding.

A knock on the door made me jump out of Miss Crystal's embrace.

Her laughter filled the office as we both quickly adjusted our clothes.

We used the wet wipes on the table.

I wiped Miss Crystal lipstick off my lips and teeth.

She simply retouched up her lipstick by removing the one she to apply a clear one.

She looked me over approvingly as I maintained a poker face.

5 years of chess competitions have finally paid off.

It was just my racing heart that was pounding like I had run a 45km comrades marathon.

"Come in." Said Miss Crystal in a ice cold tone.

A tall slim gorgeous lady with red hair walked in.

"Professor Miles." Said Miss Crystal in acknowledgment.

"Dean." Said the Prof. Miles seating on her own accord.

"What can I do for you." Asked Miss Crystal in a monotone with a lack of interest.

"I need my new student in class."

Said Prof Miles not hiding her annoyance.

"I'll escort her to class."

Said Miss Crystal looking at Prof. Miles with poker face.

"I'm already here, there is no need. The dean shouldn't have to escort a perfectly healthy student.

I came to get here personally."

Said Prof. Miles in a matter of fact tone.

She didn't wait for the Dean to reply as she got up.

"Mila?" She called me making to touch my back, but I dodged her touch on reflex.

Prof. Miles eyes widened from surprise as Miss Crystal chuckled to herself.

It soft but I heard it and almost broke my poker face.

"You a shy one ain't you? That's perfect.

Fools always underestimate shy ones and that's how they conquer.

Follow me, you've held up my lesson long enough."

She said the last part not hiding her irritation.

I don't blame her, I'm incompetent and shameless.

Even I'm disappointed in my behavior today.

I followed her to class but she suddenly stopped.

Making me bump into her.

"I-I-I'm so s-sorry Professor. " I pleaded in a small voice.

She didn't bother looking at me or responding before walking on.

We enter the classroom and she had mischieve dancing in her eyes.

"Class meet the new precious student.

Miss Mila is so high in the hierarchy that we had to wait for her.

Not only that but I had to fetch her myself as her royal servant."

Said Professor Miles sarcastically as a mockery smile settled on her lips.

Loud laughter erupted in the classroom, even the triplets were having fun.

Even Riley.

"Your Highness, should I roll out the red carpet and carry you to your seat?"

Asked Prof. Miles rudely and smug.

New waves of laughter roared in the class.

My eyes stung at being embarrassed so openly.

I wanted to run out of the classroom crying and never look back.

But I refuse to give Prof. Miles the satisfaction.

I plastered on a fake smile fight back tears of humiliation making my way to my seat.

Riley waved me over but I wasn't in the mood for her two faced self.

She easily laughed at my humiliation along with her sisters.

I sat next to a plus sized girl at the front.

The only person who didn't laugh.

"Hey." I managed to greet the girl next to me.

She ignored me or was too ingrossed in the lecture and didn't hear me.

Okay. Well it's not like I expected them to roll out the red carpet.