I studied at one of the most well-loved State Universities in the country. One of my favorite pastimes is hanging out in the library.

I particularly like traveling to The National Library because of the vast selection and ease of book loaning experience.

One summer break, I scheduled a visit to research Sex and Communication. I borrowed books by Doc Margie Holmes and Xaviera Hollander. I’ve read columns of Dra. Holmes in the past, but Xaviera Hollander’s were mindblowing. Her vivid depiction of her conversations and sexcapades as a ‘Happy Hooker’ awakened a new facet in my deepening understanding of sexuality and sensuality.

I spent a couple of hours reading the book. I can’t believe that someone could be that horny about anything and everything - relatives, a huge breed dog, a teenage boy, a girl friend, a teacher - name it, and Madame Hollander experienced it.

I walked out of the library with wet panties. I took a jeepney to Manila City Hall to take a bus home.

It’s the usual rush with the usual overloaded buses. I chanced upon a seat at the rear right end of the bus. A guy student sat beside me to my left. I estimated the traffic to be around 30 to 40 minutes. I could nap to organize the research notes when I get home.

Is he sniffing my hair? Is he caressing my lower back? Is he tracing my bra line?

I can feel his hand tracing my butt crack. I slightly moved forward to give him access under my short denim skirt. He started feeling me through my lace cheeky panties that had been soaking since two hours ago. He placed his palm facing up, his middle finger angled to push and press up my opening and g-spot.

He started moving back and forth, up and down. He went faster and harder. Until the bus driver stepped so hard on the brake, and the pull of inertia allowed me to let out a gentle moan.

Was that a dream? I found myself leaning comfortably on the guy student’s shoulder.

“I’m so sorry,” I said apologetically.

“It’s fine. Napuyat ka ata from studying,” he gave me a friendly smile.

“Yeah. Preparing for thesis.”

He then asked, “What is it about?”

“Sex and Communication,” I said

“What an interesting topic. I’m a Psych graduating student. I could be your resource person, too. I’m Bryan Jester. You can call me BJ.”

“I’m Trixie. And thanks for the offer. It would really be nice to have someone to talk to about it. I need a debrief after everything I’ve read today,” I said.

“Let’s continue talking in my boarding house if you want. I have some Abnormal Psych books to lend you. It could be useful.”

I find BJ really accommodating and friendly. And since I needed to finish my research, I gave it a go.

More about BJ soon.