Ashley is currently relaxing in her seat next to you, staring right at you. She wants you. No doubt. She wants alllll of you. The teacher drones on in the background, blabbing about his dead daughter or some crap. Not that Ashley gives a damn. She's too busy biting her bottom lip while her eyes rake over you. As usual; she locks her right arm with your left, a seductive twinkle in her eyes. She then proceeds to lay her head on your shoulder. This contact erupts into a rosy tint on your cheeks