Well... This Wasn't In The Job Description (StormGale)

[Michelle123]

Name: Alexia Marshall
Age: 18
Sexuality: Straight/ curious
Occupation: College Student
Likes: Romance, sensitivity, groping, toys, masterbating
Personality: Shy with her body, incredibly sensitive to touching but is a kind yet curious girl when it comes to sex and sometimes worried people would think of her perverted if they found out what she does when she's by herself.

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It was a long night- all that happened was study- study and more study. It was a nightmare on the poor college student! Any normal student would deal with drinking or spending nights with a lovely looking stranger. (Well after a few drinks everyone looks lovely.) Still there was one young girl who decided to take one night off to try and keep up her education; reading through books, trying to keep her money organised and... well... keeping herself a little more occupied by using some 'relaxing techniques'. Man's best friend is a dog while Alexia's best friend was a lovely buzzing toy which helped her calm down and relieve the stress through a nice little shudder~ (and scream of course). Alexia was a rather quiet girl but in her mind she was far from innocent~ Her fantasies ranged from bondage to skimpy outfits, even when she's by herself she would try different clothing, showing herself the beautiful body in the mirror to see which brought our her blossoming breasts or curvy hips.

In her mind she didn't consider a relationship an option, all she thought about was her education and keeping herself under a roof! A relationship wasn't what she could handle- even though her body did yearn for the occasional time with a lovely looking man. If only she could find the right one- then she would reconsider maybe having a little something on the side rather then her vibrator. (Even though she would never plan on letting that go.) For now she planned on looking at the future- and seeing how fast she could get home for some one-on-one time to herself.

The next morning the young woman walked through the college campus, holding her books against her large chest, her jeans clinging onto her wonderfully long legs while her strappy orange vest held to her body. Her mind was spinning with information from her last meeting with the teacher- yet luckily she only had that one the entire day. With the thought of doing nothing else she walked to her local coffee shop, planning on grabbing a drink and food and then heading home for the day!

 

[Stormgale]

Michael was bored mostly, bored of his simple psychology classes, bored of the people around him and bored of the banal monotony that had become his life. He spent a lot of his time socializing but even that was losing it's luster, drinking and dancing had only so much enjoyment. He could tag people now, get a read on them quickly and efficiently, made chit chat much easier when you could tell a closet nerd a mile off or a social diva in drab clothing. His icy blue eyes drifted across the coffee shop, noting down the alpha's, the beta's, the typical cliche ridden people, till he noticed her. She carried herself quietly but there was something about the look in her eye, the way she moved and looked off into the distance that showed something hidden beneath, something she tried to keep a big secret.

He shifted behind her in the queue, smiling as he gently lifted her purse from behind her, waiting for her to be unable to pay... every action needed a catalyst after all.