—–How to Catch a Pixie—–


Part 1 ———

I’d wanted her since the first time I saw her.
With that cute blond pixie haircut and those impossible
blue eyes, she was irresistable. Her smile was the
kind that could light up a room and her body was slender
but deliciously curved. Her name was Megan.

We had a class together with an informal professor who
didn’t care where we sat everyday. Often she would sit
close enough to me that I could smell the soft sweet
candy smell of her perfume. She knew my name and I
learned her schedule. At least twice a week I would
sit outside a certain hall on the steps to see her
coming from another building. When she saw me, she’d
wave and flash that gorgeous smile at me.

One day in a campus computer lab, she walked behind me
and reached out to put her hand on top of my ballcap.
I felt a shiver go up and down my spine when she asked
what I was up to. Thankfully I had two windows going
and was able to cover the one with the BDSM website
quickly. “Oh just killing some time.” I said.

She walked on and I watched her leave, the curves of
her hips, the flawless round shape of her ass. God I
wanted her so bad I could taste it. I shifted in my
chair and flipped back to the website I was really
here to see. The pictures of the bound models and the
stories of women’s fantasies about being abducted were
my focus. If I could give Megan a fantasy like that,
surely she’d like me. Really like me, maybe she’d
like it so much she’d be my girlfriend. I smiled at
the thought of having such a pretty thing on my arm.
Her full lips pressed against mine..

It was another couple of weeks before things turned
in my favor. There had been a rash of muggings on and
around campus. The sun was setting earlier as winter
came on and with a chill in the air, I lingered on
campus near her last class of the day with a few library
books in my arms. I saw her come out and my heart
thudded in my chest, I ached at the sight of her.

Her sweater was open in the chill and the pretty pink
t-shirt she was wearing showed how the cold was drawing
her nipples into tempting points. My mouth watered,
soon enough I’d have my mouth on them.

“Hey Megan, cold out huh?” I waved as I fell into step
beside her.

“Sh-sure is. You here late studying?” she asked with
that killer smile of hers.

“Yeah,..got a paper to write for philosophy class.” I
said nodding to the book in my arms.

“I hate it when I have to park so far away..” she groaned.

ah yes, here was my big shot. “I got a spot not
far from here, wanna ride to your car? I mean, it
wouldn’t be any trouble at all.” I said with a shy smile.

It roped her in cause with a shiver she nodded, “Totally,
that would be great.” what a grateful smile, it put
a shine in her eyes that I wanted to keep there.

I walked her to my car and even opened the door for her.
My car had a good heater and it was warm in no time, she
turned to put her books in the back seat and one of
her breasts brushed against my arm. It was like a jolt
of electricity that had me stiffening in my seat.

“So, where are you parked?” I asked.

She named the lot, it was a good 15 minute walk in the
cold across campus. I could have her there in 7. 7
minutes to make my move. I put the car in drive and
headed around the loop to get to her lot, then turned
on the radio. She flipped the stations while we were
at a stop sign and I quietly clicked the power door
locks.

She never noticed and then I lingered at the stop sign
watching traffic go by.

“You hungry? There’s a great pizza place just down
the street. That paper isn’t due for another two
weeks so I’m not in a hurry.” I said.

Megan thought about this and then shrugged, “uhm..okay
we’ll go dutch if that’s cool.”

I just smiled and nodded, “Sure thing.” dutch..she
didn’t want it to be a date, it made my blood boil a
little but I exhaled slow and let it go for now.

We ate, I didn’t want her hungry after all. And when
she went to the bathroom, I slipped the pill into her
soda. I knew a guy in a frat that had sold me 4 of
them. She was so small and slender that it didn’t take
long at all. By the time we were done and back in the
car, she was yawning and dozed off with a whimper.

I drove on, not too fast, didn’t want to garner any
unwanted attention from the campus cops. Back to my
place where I pulled behind the house, unlocked the door
and then went back to the car and eased her up onto her
feet. She stumbled as she walked, barely aware in her
sleep. Once inside, I scooped her up onto my shoulder
and carried her upstairs.

I laid her on my bed and looked at her sleeping face,
like an angel there on my dark blue sheets. I sat on
the edge of the bed and ran my hand over her cheek,
such soft skin she had. Down to her neck, so graceful
and down along her chest. I lingered on her breasts,
they were just right, full and gorgeous on her slender
frame.