Women's Studies
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2022 by Mat Twassel
Erotica Sex Story: Jeff is doing his PhD on Women's Studies, and Tassie is a willing subject. Illustrated.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
The third floor study carrel in the new library afforded Jeff and Tassie a view of the enclosed courtyard below, the storm-threatened sky above, and the bare flagpole rising from the empty cement fountain.
“No one around,” remarked Tassie.
“Probably because it’s still a week before start of summer session,” Jeff said.
“I guess,” Tassie said. “But we’re here.”
Jeff chuckled. “If you say so.”
“What, you think we’re ghosts?”
“More like spirits,” Jeff said.
“I do feel somewhat spiritual right now,” Tassie said. She stretched and sighed. “But isn’t it kind of strange there’s no flag on the pole? I mean if the library is open and all.”
Jeff thought for a moment. “Maybe there’s no entry to the courtyard. So no one can get in to raise or lower the flag.”
“That might also explain why no one’s walking around down there,” Tassie said.
“Quite an oversight,” Jeff said. “Something someone needs to investigate.”
“Another thing I wonder about,” Tassie said. “Besides no flag on the pole. There’s nothing on top.”
“Really?” Jeff squinted. “No, there’s this smallish ball. Like a cap.”
“Yeah, but usually don’t they put something on top more ... indicative?”
“Like what?”
Tassie shrugged. “Like a rearing horse? Or a snarling lion? Or a fierce eagle?”
“Well, the little ball is symmetrical, so they don’t have to worry about which way it faces,” Jeff said. “Also, with the ball, it would be hard for birds to land on it.”
“Ah, avoid the drip and splatter below,” Tassie said. “Sometimes, Jeff, you’re brilliant.”
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