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He froze as she leaned over him. Nights of visits to certain pages of rumoured beautiful ladies gave him a fair idea of what "beautiful" looked like; this woman before him, she was beyond beautiful. While his eyes had yet to be done with its fascination of this beauty before him, his nose caught a whiff of her scent. He noted earlier that She smelled nice already, but this was different, this was the smell of woman; a perfect woman. The scent of her drove all other thoughts from his mind, all that was left was her, not even his own self, for in his mind he was but, the air surrounding her. 

 While he was still lost in thought, she leaned ever closer to him, so close, he proposed this must be what the first lovers proposed as "kissing distance ". He wondered what would happen if he tilted his head upwards to initiate kissing her lips. He observed her lips, they were luscious, full and very tempting almost to a point of hunger; the red lipstick carefully and stylishly coating them only made him want them more. He had never wanted to taste anything more than her lips at the moment.

These thoughts set his heart beating so fast he could audibly hear the thumping in his ears so much that he would have to struggle to hear anything in the background. He wished she wouldn't hear it but before he could worry about what he wanted her to hear or not, her warm breath caressing his face drove that worry to the back of his mind, where rationality and reality were seated. As she exhaled evenly, he inhaled her breathe, her warmth, her essence; she was his goddess, and he was her creation and this was what the breathe of life felt like and no one, not even science could tell his addled brain otherwise. 

 With the way she leaned over him, his hazy thoughts drew clarity from beyond to establish that her positioning was just right and if he just held out his hands just right, they would lay oh so well on her divine hips and...
His thoughts were broken off as she withdrew suddenly from him with the ophthalmoscope that was on his left eye. 
"The eye looks fine to me, "she said, turning to address the fellow student who was currently using him as a test subject for his final year project.

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