1. A shy girl - Part Two


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: MollysDream, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    It was a beautiful sunny day as I sat on a bench in the park and ate my lunch. I was struggling to get excited about the book I was studying though, and every now and then I lifted my head and looked into the distance to try and collect my thoughts. There were still plenty of people in the park and I found I could distract myself from the book by watching them and making up stories in my head. Like the couple on the picnic blanket. She looked a bit bored and kept looking at her phone, while he was trying to kiss her. But she just wasn’t interested and I think she was sending text messages to another guy and had already decided to break up with the one she was in the park with. It was going to be messy though, because she had been playing both guys for a while. I yawned and looked down at my watch – nearly two o’clock and almost time to start heading to my next lecture. I closed my book with a sigh and turned to reach for my bag. It was just another boring lunch break. But when I looked up again my eye was drawn to a girl sitting on a bench across the park. How had I not noticed her before? She was stunning with the most dazzling smile I had ever seen. She was talking on the phone but was too far away for me to be able hear her voice, although every now and then I could hear an “oh my god!” and a musical laugh. I sat and watched her for a while, mesmerised by that smile. I wondered who she was, because I hadn’t seen her in any of my classes or around the university before. ...
    As I watched, she shifted position on the bench, turning a little side on and crossing her legs. I felt like a stalker but I couldn’t help notice a flash of creamy thighs, even from where I was sitting. I pulled my book back out of my bag again and pretended to be reading, while I was really watching this beautiful girl. She had long dark brown hair and was wearing an apricot top and a white skirt. After a while she put her phone in her bag and got up to walk away. I looked at my watch again. Oh my god! It was nearly two-thirty. I was going to be late and Mr O’Sullivan was going to be cross again. It was the third time that week that I had turned up to class late. Last time he called me back after the lecture and told me that I had better lift my performance or I would struggle to get a pass mark. All I could think of was that the real reason I was struggling for marks in his class was that I hadn’t been flashing my boobs at him like the other girls. But I’m not like the other girls. It’s something I had been wrestling with for ages and I had finally admitted it to myself. I’m not like the other girls, I keep saying to myself, because I like other girls. The trouble was that I didn’t know any other girls to like because they were all so into boyfriends and sleeping around with random guys at parties. And besides, I am way too shy to do anything about it, so I figured I would just be stuck reading books on my own in the park for the rest of my life. I packed my bag and hurried ...
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