#22822 - Once inside, my mind has time to think clearly, Panic begins to rise, What if he wishes he never came? We look casually at books, the most I am feigning interest in , yet I come across a book or two that do grab my interest for a split second but mostly I am wondering what you are thinking, every time I look you in the eyes my pussy aches, I look at the time and decide the doors should be open by now, you follow me out of the book store, I breathe a sigh of relief when I see the doors are indeed un locked, we enter and the familiar stair case welcomes me, many scenes of my teenage years flash before my eyes, I relax a little feeling more comfortable in surroundings that seem almost apart of who I am. As I approach I watch you try the door but it does not open, I walk up trying the door next to you ‘I say you have to push,’ you turn and smile at me, I melt on the spot yet at the same time I realise the doors are still locked, oh god this was not meant to happen, it was supposed to happ