I didn’t mean to fall asleep.

The afternoon lecture had dragged on forever. The professor’s voice blurred into the warm air coming through the half-open windows. Most of the class had already left for some mandatory department meeting. I only rested my head on my arms for a second.

A hand on my ass woke me up.

It wasn’t subtle. Strong fingers pressed firmly against the soft curve of my right cheek through my skirt, squeezing once, then again, slower and more deliberate. My eyes snapped open. The classroom was almost empty. Sunlight cut across the desks in dusty lines. The professor was gone. Everyone else was gone.

Only the...