That fall, Leslie entered NYU drama school. The theater had always excited her, and according to her high school teachers, she showed promise as an actress. That's when she met Gabriel Copeland. Gabe, as his students called him, was Leslie's Beginning Acting instructor, and she was immediately attracted to him. Gabe was nearly six feet tall, had tight, curly black hair, a Zapata type mustache and piercing light blue eyes. He also had an athlete's physique.
The first class assignment was for each class member to do a monologue of three minutes in length. Gabe advised his students that they should pick something they were comfortable with and in the right age bracket. Leslie pieced together several speeches of the character of Emily from Our Town and worked hard on them. She did her scene for her father, who thought it was pretty good for a beginner.
The day came for the scenes to be presented. Leslie sat through four before it was her turn. She was nervous at the beginning of the class, but after seeing the four atrocious bits of acting which preceded her, she felt more confident. Gabe was kind in his criticisms of the other students and she felt at ease. She got up on the small makeshift stage, and after announcing what she was going to do, launched into her scene. When she was finished, the members of the class applauded. She turned to Gabe. His face was impassive.
"Not bad, not bad at all, Leslie. A little more work and you could be playing Emily at a summer stock theater. A lot more work, hard work, and some day you might be good enough to even play it on Broadway."
"Thank you," she stammered and sat down.
The rest of the scenes weren't much better than the ones which had gone before Leslie, but one young man named Jerry Silver showed promise.
Two weeks later, after Leslie did another scene for Gabe, he asked her to stop by his office after class. She had done the part of the lesbian Inez from Sartre's No Exit, and Gabe was obviously impressed by her power. After class was over, she chatted for a few moments with the other students, then went directly to the instructor's office. It was located in a section of the building which had been set aside for offices. She wandered down the long corridor, searching for his name on one of the many doors. When she found it, the door was partially open. Before she could knock, Gabe looked up from his desk and told her to come in.
"Sit down, Leslie. I'll be with you in just a second." A minute later, Gabe pushed aside his papers. He got up, crossed the room, shut the door and said, "I'm recommending that you drop out of my Beginning Acting class, Leslie."
Leslie's heart was in her mouth. She couldn't have been that bad.
"Yes," he continued. "I want you to skip Beginning Acting and come into my Advanced Acting class. There's no use wasting your time and keeping you in the company of all those yoyos. Other than you, only Jerry has any promise, and I'm recommending to the administration that he be allowed to do the same thing."
"Oh, Gabe, that's thrilling!" exclaimed Leslie.
"I think you have the makings of a very fine actress, Leslie, and in the Advanced Acting class I can give you more personal attention." As he spoke the last two words, Gabe let his eyes wander over the beautiful young girl. He sat down on the edge of his desk facing her. Leslie could not help looking at the formidable bulge in his bleached out jeans.
"I'd like more personal attention, Gabe. I'd like it a lot," said Leslie with meaning.
Gabe reached out his hand, clasped her chin and lifted her face to his. He leaned over and pressed his lips against Leslie's. Her lips opened eagerly to receive him and Gabe slid his tongue into her mouth. Her breath was warm against his cheek, and the sweet taste of her mouth filled his. His tongue probed at the side of her mouth and her teeth. He reached down with his other hand and cupped her left breast and squeezed it gently through the material of her blouse. Leslie lifted herself part way out of the chair. She wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth wider as she probed her tongue against his. They clung to each other in a torrid, passionate embrace for several minutes and then finally parted, their chests heaving as they labored for air.
"I want you very badly, Leslie, but I would not press anything unless you wanted to. I'm not in the habit of sleeping with my students, and I don't want you to think that because I'm giving you this 'promotion' that you have to make love with me."
"But I want to Gabe." She touched the side of his face with the tips of her fingers and smiled wryly. Then she moved her hand to his groin and began squeezing his cock through the fabric of his pants.
"You could make a dead man get a hard-on, Leslie. I want you, and I want you now." Gabe turned on the radio to a soft station to drown out the sounds of their voices from the other offices. Then he locked the door and began getting undressed.
Leslie watched, fascinated, as he stripped out of his clothes. His body was solid and muscular and there was a profuse amount of black hair covering his chest and pubic area. His cock was large and beautifully formed. Leslie undressed, and within seconds she was standing before Gabe, as nude as he was.
He took her hand and pulled her gently down to the floor. The floor was covered in a soft, dark carpet and was quite comfortable. They kissed once again. Leslie put her hand around the swollen shaft of his cock. Then she pulled her mouth away from his and moved down. Her pink tongue slipped out between her parted lips and she began caressing the lower part of his stomach with her lips and tongue. She flicked the tip of her tongue from side to aide over his stomach, and her hands continued to caress his cock and balls. Then she stiffened her tongue and drove the tip of it into his navel. She moved it from side to side and gently nibbled at his skin with her teeth.
Gabe touched her breasts and cupped them in his hands, squeezing the warm, resilient flesh. He pushed her over on her back and took her nipple between his lips and sucked on it as he continued to flick his tongue back and forth across it. Her hands continued stroking his cock as she pushed her breasts against his lips.
"I want to put my cock inside you, Leslie."
"Then do it."
"Turn over on your stomach. I want to do it from behind."
When Leslie got into the position, Gabe got behind her. Her beautiful, firm buttocks were spread apart from him, and the sight of them made the blood rush to his head. He fondled the warm ass flesh between his hands. Leslie spread her legs farther apart so that he could get between them on his knees. He slid his hands down to her waist and pressed his cock against her upraised buttocks. Leslie raised herself on her elbows so that he could get his hands underneath her to feel her breasts. She turned her head to one side to hold her mouth up to his as he fondled her tits. Gabe's hips began undulating, driving his hips against her buttocks with quick, sharp snaps. He raised himself on his elbows and moved backward slightly, positioning himself so that his cock could slide into her. Leslie reached through her legs and took his cock in her hand. She wiggled her hips from side to side as she wrapped her fingers around it and parted her vulva with the head of it. He put his hands on her waist and pushed his cock forward as she poised it between the lips of her pussy. Then she arched her back slightly and it slid in.
Gabe paused for a moment to get a fresh grip on her waist, then rocked his hips slowly to ease more of his cock into her. As it eased in, she took her hand away from it and rested her head on her forearms, spreading her legs farther apart and arching her back deeper to hold her pussy up to him. He ran his hands up and down her smooth body as he fucked her with a slow, steady motion. Every muscle in his body tensed, as he looked down at his cock sinking between the smoothly rounded curves of her buttocks. He gripped Leslie and held her fast as he began fucking her harder.
Leslie began working her hips from side to side as his cock slid in and out. He increased the pace of his thrusting cock and she began moaning as her body shook with quick jerks beneath his. She arched her back deeply as his cock buried itself in her tight, hot pussy, and his stomach pressed against her buttocks and his balls slammed against her vulva. Leslie began writhing and Gabe could feel the semen ballooning inside him. He abandoned all thought of control as he plunged wildly into the delirious enjoyment of her body. Leslie could feel the tension mounting within her as her movements became more frantic. He exploded into her and her body began thrusting back at him as her sensations also reached their peak. His come shot out in thick spurts and his cock plunged deep into her and they lurched together in convulsive spasms. Then she fell forward on the floor. He collapsed on top of her, his cock still buried between her buttocks. She closed her legs together, imprisoning his cock. The pounding of their hearts gradually slowed down and their labored breathing returned to normal.
"I'll say one thing for you, Leslie. You don't need any fucking lessons. You're the best. I mean that."
"Thanks, Gabe. You're marvelous, too."
The two young people disengaged themselves and got dressed. Leslie looked at Gabe thought fully for a moment and then said sweetly, "Why don't you come home with me for dinner? I'd love to have you meet Daddy."