Tara walked in a way that caught everyone’s attention, guy or girl. Jake noticed her everyday as she walked across campus. Jake always wanted to ask her out, but he had heard so many stories from the other guys she’d went on a date with and they all said that she was easy, a piece of cake. Jake wasn’t into loose girls at all, but something about Tara alays seemed to get attention from his groin as well as his eyes. His eyes were locked on her as she walked up the stairs and opened the door of the administration building.

“Hey, man. Don’t even think about it,” said Dave, a friend of his, snapping him out of his trance, “She is what you call an A-class slut. I heard she got her clit pierced 3 times . It’s sexy to have your clit pierced once, a little weird to have it pierced twice, but three times, strike you’re out.”

” Oh, shut up. You went out with her last week. You’re just mad you didn’t get none from the so-called ‘A-class slut’.” Jake replied.

” Hey, don’t say that too loud. I told everyone else we did it 4 times. I didn’t want to seem like a bitch or nothin’.” Dave whispered back.

“Whatever man.” Jake said, rolling his eyes.

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A few days later, Jake had finally got the nerve up to ask Tara on a date.

“Come on Jake, it can’t be that hard. She’s a slut remember. She’s gone out with every guy that’s asked her so far. She won’t say no to you,” He thought to himself encouragingly.

He decided to clean up a bit. He went to his dorm took a shower, shaved, the whole thing. He looked at his 6’2″ 200 pound body in the mirror. He flexed, making his muscles ripple beneath his tight, tanned skin.”I look damn good, “he thought. He went to his closet and pulled on a thin dark green sweater and some jeans. He walked to the door, looked at himself one last time, and left.

He walked around campus and went to her building. He found room 269 on the third floor and gave three knocks. After some inside stirring, a girl answered the door. Jake looked her up and down, taking in her bulging cleavage through her tank top, as it slid down to her slim waist and curvy hips in her low slung jeans. She was oriental he realized as he noticed how her slanted eyes reminded him of a cat. She watched him and waited for him to speak. “Ummm… hi, is Tara home? he asked, his voice coming out a little higher than he wanted. ” Yeah, hold on.” the girl replied. Soon enough Tara was at the door. God, she looked good. Her black hair fell straight around her shoulders, contrasting against her fair skin. Her blue eyes were large with thick black lashes. Her nose, dainty and small, traced down to her lips. Pouty pink lips. The perfect kind. he stared down her neck to her chest, that was at least a 34 C, as her tight v-neck t-shirt made them call out to Jake. It all wound down to her slender waist that curved into her perfect hips that were wrapped in a small black skirt that showed off her long slender legs.

She watched him, watch her as she shifted her weight to the other leg. “Why did this always happen to her?” she thought. ” Hello. Are you there?” She said, trying to get his attention elsewhere.

“Uhh… yeah… hi… I’m Jake Gribley. I know you don’t know me but I was wondering if maybe we could go out and get to know eachother cause I know we’d have a really good time together.” He didn’t mean to ask then, but he didn’t know what else to say.

She looked at him.