Mary Styles first noticed Alfred in class. The man was handsome in a quiet way with rather long, blonde hair and sharp blue eyes. He talked kind of funny though, like one of those upper crust Bostonians accept a bit different. She was from Chicago and she was enduring her last year of Harvard before embarking into law school. For this reason, her dating had usually been limited to quick flings during the summer. However, she was becoming interested in Alfred, not withstanding his reticence except when questioning Professor Wilkins concerning some fine point regarding the constitution or the abolition of the African slave trade. She found this new stranger to be quite aloof as if he were too good to be associated with the rest of humanity. Yet, in spite of his reserve, she was drawn to him. She wanted to find out more about him and yet he seemed so unapproachable and distant. Day after day went by and she found herself watching him sitting a few seats away, calmly taking notes or asking a question. His soft, cultured voice became more and more alluring, so she finally decided to make his acquaintance at lunchtime.

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Alfred was calmly devouring a cheese burger when he saw a pleasantly tall brunette pause in front of him, obviously preparing to sit at his table. Without a second thought, he automatically stood up and pulled the chair out for her. Mary was genuinely surprised. Nobody had ever done that for her before. Perhaps it was the price of women's lib or something but she appreciated the gesture and the spirit in which it was offered. Her voice was even more musical than usual due to the favorable impression he'd just made. "Thank you. I thought I'd join you for lunch."

He sat back down and picked up the remnant of his burger. "Charmed, I'm sure."

She looked down at her turkey sandwich and was a little annoyed at his silence. There he was, just a few feet away, calmly eating his lunch as if she were on another part of the planet. How could he be so solicitous and yet so reserved? It didn't add up. She sighed, "I've seen you in class. What's your name?"

He smiled at her and she felt a sudden jolt of heat zip through her cunt. "A bit forward, aren't we?"

She stared at him with her mouth open in shock. She'd never been told that before. Not even her own parents had ever said anything quite like that. "Excuse me?" Her voice sounded a bit harsh, even to herself.