“What’s up?”
“Did you have a topic for your essay that’s due tomorrow? “Go ahead,” She encouraged, “touch them.”
Tyler reached his hand out and groped her right tit, then reached his other hand out and began fondling both. Let me get your address.”
They exchanged information, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her next class, excited she might have a good solution to her problem; at least for now. It was time for some finals, and he was behind a lot of his own work and told Rikki he couldn’t help her tonight. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 years old, straight blonde hair and a body to die for, asking to STUDY with him? She reached out to his belt, and undid it. I was really distracted today during class and didn’t get many notes down, and I figure we could put our heads together and make the essay easier of the both of us!”
Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking.