She had every right to be. Tanya had been acclaimed as one of the brightest young mathematical minds to be produced by Berkeley's tough mathematics department. Her dissertation had received world recognition, and she'd been named a Presidential Young Investigator. Not only had she captivated the attention of mathematical minds all over the world, she'd captured a few hearts along the way. Her heart-shaped face was set off by shoulder-length dark brown hair. The hours she spent in her study breaks on the tennis courts and in the pool had paid off well, resulting in a firm, but shapely body. Her narrow waist and long, lean legs had been both the envy of women and the dream of men throughout Evans Hall. She also sported a pair of round, full breasts. "My ta-tas", she murmured, as she paused to trace a circle around a nipple and felt it harden at her touch.