Cherié

Chapter 3

I saw Cher for the first time in daylight. She was with Oscar and two other students. They were sitting in the lounge area by the labs. “Hey Oscar. Hey Cher. What a surprise to see you two in daylight.”

Cher immediately got up and took off towards the psychology department. She was wearing a long Henley sweater that hugged her curves. I could picture her already on my bed waiting to surrender. Wearing a dark blue oversized hoodie and nothing else.

“Hey Charlie,” Oscar said laughing at Cher’s hasty exit. “Long time no see.”

“Yeah, I was told to take sometime off of the writing.” I developed a case of Bruxism in my sleep. My orthodontist demanded I rest and the department head forbade me from campus for two weeks. I was embarrassed to say the least.

Oscar and I talked until his next class. I was hoping to see Cher again, but she was always great at evading me. I spent the rest of my day catching up on the next phasing of my experiment.

“If it isn’t Charles Xavier,” Cher said as she walked past the lab I was in. Her hair was down in long twist that framed her angelic face. She was wearing make-up too. A shimmery, red, ombre covered her eyes and matched the red of her plump lips. Her glasses were also missing.

“Way to reveal how much of a nerd you are,” I laughed. I tried to feel unaffected by her drastic change in appearance but it was a little unsettling. Who was this change for?

“20th century totally rules the digital media world. There’s no way people don’t know the X-men.”

“You’re secrets safe with me.”

“I’m a librarian. My nerdiness is hardly a secret.”

“What else make’s you nerd out?” I said liking the ease of conversation. This was honestly the most she’s ever said to me.

“A lot,” she laughed.

“If we’re being honest the newer X-men series is trash.” That drew her in.

“She sat on the edge of the table. Her ass was plump and spilled over as she sat. I wouldn’t mind her sitting on me like that. I licked my lips at the thought of her bent over on display for me, making a red tint against her brown skin. Feeling her thick thighs wrap around me. I wanted her. But she was not giving me anything to work with. And the goal was to make the little brat want me.

“You’ve lost your mind. The storyline was a bit lax but the visual presentation was everything. If only the two could marry and you’d get the storylines from before with these graphics. Money. I’d pay so much money. Although they both got the characters of Rogue and Kit so wrong. There isn’t much from the comics there but it works for what it is.”

Her rant instantly made me laugh. She was a comic nerd. How utterly cliché of her. That was new information. “You seem really passionate about this.”

She leaned over and I could see the gorgeous curves of her breast in the comforts of her floral bra. “You don’t know the half of it. ”