<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/TA39WJ2.jpg)</div><br/>Creating Writing with Professor Simon. Lauren enjoyed Creative Writing, and Mr. Simon was the St. Margaret's professor which she happened to be the most fond of, so those two entities combined generally meant that she liked the class a lot. It wasn't so much because the man was handsome, which was the attribute that most of the other girls appreciated the most and raved about constantly, but because she felt like she could relate to him the most, and he to her. He was a little shy and reserved like her, and he could be a bit awkward at times too, but despite all that he was also smart and successful and very well liked. In short, he was a refreshing reminder to Lauren that she could be happy and successful without having to conform to every single one of society's often superficial norms.<br/><br/>When Mr. Simon told another one of his slightly awkward but terribly endearing jokes, Lauren giggled prettily along with most of the other girls, although she of course waited for a few of the others to start laughing first before risking herself. One time, during her first year at St. Margaret's, she'd laughed first at a something that another girl had said, misunderstanding it as a joke somehow, and it had been the most embarrassing thing ever. She always waited for other people to laugh at jokes first ever since.<br/><br/>After the little humorous moment, Lauren went back to arranging the things on her desk, something that she was always a bit obsessively compulsive about. She was never sure in which order to pile her books or whether her pencil case fit better horizontally or vertically or even in which way to arrange her pens and pencils inside of the case. She had to be ready in case she needed to grab a highlighter or a pen of a specific color because taking notes was super important. She couldn't live without her notes, which she studied religiously, nor did she want any of her teachers to think that she didn't take their class seriously.<br/><br/>She hadn't noticed that Rae was paying her any attention until the hand on her leg knocked her out of her deliberations about how to optimally place her things. Lauren jumped up in her chair slightly and squeezed her thighs together instinctively like somebody who's just been woken up while dozing off in class, a look of surprise flashing briefly across her face before she realized that it was only Rae and she allowed herself to relax again.<br/><br/>She loved sitting right next to her gorgeous girlfriend, which she felt incredibly lucky to have in her life. It made Lauren feel a bit naughty knowing that they had their own little secret that they kept hidden right under everyone's noses, plus it felt really dangerous and risqué somehow, as if they were undercover spies or something silly like that.<br/><br/>And sometimes Rae got bored or horny or was preoccupied by something or all three of those things at the same time, and then she liked to play. The hand above Lauren's knee had tipped her off that this was probably going to be one of those times, and the pair of soft lips around her earlobe confirmed it loud and clear. That was just one of Lauren's many weak spots, and Rae certainly knew how to take advantage of it. She gasped suddenly and sucked her tummy in, holding her breath while one of her hands found the edge of her desk and the other one held on to the seat of her chair.<br/><br/>Somebody might as well have injected Lauren with a quadruple dose of raging teenage hormones with the way that her libido came alive. There were all sorts of tingling going on in all sorts of places after that. Even Rae's voice was like liquid sex being poured into Lauren's ears, and the suggestion that she should play with herself a bit while waiting after class was almost more than she could handle. She was also worried about getting caught, of course, like she always was whenever Rae got frisky like this in public, but dear god did it ever turn her on.<br/><br/>It was a minor relief and a major disappointment when Rae pulled her hand back from between Lauren's thighs - which she'd unconsciously parted to give the brunette easier access. She turned her head sharply to face Rae, her cheeks flushed with pink, looking almost upset for a moment before her expression softened. "It's not polite to tease, you know?" Lauren leaned in a bit closer to Rae, whispering the words really low to make absolutely sure that nobody else could hear, much lower than she probably needed to but she liked being safe.<br/><br/>Of course, she didn't really expect her girlfriend to treat her with a full blown fingerbang right in the middle of class, but it was pretty difficult to think about anything else now that her nipples were poking through her blouse like daggers and that her nether regions were throbbing longingly. "What do you need to ask him that's so important, anyways? Can't you come back to the room first and finish what you started?" Lauren asked almost pleadingly, her big round eyes looking oh so innocent while her hand pulled her skirt back into place and patted it down.