Annie Stapleton was tall, slender and beautiful in every sense of the word. The ability to turn heads as soon as she entered a room had been hers since she was twelve years old. She had never known what had changed, perhaps her boobs coming in or the fact that she had grown suddenly so tall as if over night that people always did a double take of her. Back then of course she also had braces, the aggravating train track kind but instead of it becoming the stuff to make fun of her with, her peers chose instead to sympathise. Annie became one of the more popular girls, not necessarily because of her looks but because of how she treated people ... and then her looks. Everyone was equal in her eyes, she stood up to bullies though a gust of wind could blow her away; she championed every cause that the school or town decided to help with, from raising funds for cancer research to funds for earthquake appeals. Her academic record was exemplary and she liked sports just as much as reading.
By the time she had started at college however it was well noted that she had never dated. It wasn't that she had no offers, she was inundated with them but Annie had realised pretty early on that her taste did not lie with the boys from her year but rather the professor teaching her. She just preferred older men and until she was at an acceptable age then she didn't even want to consider dating anything in between. At twenty years of age and in her third year of University, Annie had fallen hard for her English literature professor. He was taller than her
which was a bonus in her eyes, now at 6'2" she was head and shoulders over many of her female friends. Professor Mattison was greying but he was doing so gracefully, he spoke with a thick New York accent and his deep brown eyes seemed to speak to her very soul. More times than not she found herself simply staring at him from her seat, letting the entire lecture drift by unheard no matter that she was genuinely attempting to listen. She kept her secret crush buried deep within her, never intending to act on it no matter how desperately she wanted too.