I began a courtship of sorts. When no one but she was looking, I’d scan her body, and I’d brush against her in class. I’d slip into her aisle in the library. At first, she’d slap my hands away, but I got bolder. I’d come up behind her, and she’d let me put my hand up her skirt, pull her knickers aside and slip a finger inside her. Her breath would hitch. I’d pump a few times and walk away.