Blake had no other direction to turn to - and in fact, he did want to spend more time with Rubina... So he decided to risk it, and approach her ruby-coloured footwear. As soon as his small hands gripped to the canvas, he noticed the subconscious sway of her ankles - making him shake a little, and almost fall to the ground below. But cautiously, he regained his footing, and continued the ascent.

When he reached the slightly-messy laces, he took a break to look up at the remaining progress. So much of the young woman's brownish calves and thighs remained above him. They were clear of hairs, and there was nothing he could support his (somewhat reduced) body weight with all the way up to her jean shorts. And he was already winded.

Unless... Winded...

He cast a small wind spell. Instantly, his body jolted up - landing right around the thighs.

"Ah!" Rubina clasped her hands suddenly, her voice resonating through his body. She shot up - and he struggled to keep holding. "I forgot my other textbook..."

Instantly, the massive leg opposing Blake took a step forward - creating a distant THUD below. He tried to brace himself, and grab her attention; but it was too late, the leg with him was already moving ahead. SLAM! Blake focused all his attention on not falling off the immense thigh with the subtle jiggle of the flesh.

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! By now, Rubina was marching forward, back to her book. Blake's arms ached after only the first few steps; and he was dizzy from the constant back-and-forth swining...