Chapter One

My name is Jason. I 'm a 22 year old elder at a DoS university located way up in the mountains. My first-year twelvemonth I joined a sodality because I was an olympian toper. I was far from a typical frat boy, but the idea of having a pith group of friends to party with was very appealing to an 18 yr old me. My mixer living was fairly strong during my first three years of college. I had a lot of friends and was well known around campus.

My older year I was elected president of my fraternity. I ran on the political program of governing through maturity date. There were a lot of prejudicious things that my frat got into and I wanted to curtail that. I wanted my sodality to be more than biotic community oriented and less degenerate oriented. Some people liked my approaching, some people saw me as a stick in the mud. I did not manage. It was the vision I had since I saw the abasement my fledgeling year. Becoming such a polarize figure in the Greek biotic community garnered me a lot of newfound interest from some of the sorority young lady. For three eld sorority girls were a cohort that I greatly failed to interpret. They 're all around lack of pity perplexed me and I often found them to be much too forward for me.

Since I can commend interacting with fille was a irritating experience. I never had a girlfriend in high school. I was just getting to the stop where I could casually socialize with them toward the end of my mellow school vocation. My trouble with the opposite sex continued when I got to college. I thought for sure joining a fraternity would be the magic fix to my fair sex job, but that fix never came.

newcomer year came and went and I had no real chance. When I was sober I was refining my social skills with women, when I was wasted, I was making a patsy of myself. By sophomore year my sociable skills were well refined and I was gear up to finally infract through. That never happened. When I would watch my friends seal the deal I would aim mental notes. Some of the matter they would say though ... never in a million age would I have the confidence to emulate. So I remained stagnant because I did n't deliver a shred of game.

By Junior yr I had lost a fair measure of weight and developed some closing curtain friendships with a few missy that dated friends of mine. I think they saw through me and knew I needed help. Through them I gained confidence that I could converse in a sexual manner with cleaning lady ... even if they saw it as bibulous banter. But for me it was priceless practice. By the end of my Jnr year I had managed to batten a few appointment.

They were n't with the best looking fille but I thought that would cultivate to my advantage. I was hoping for a girl with depress self esteem than I had. Turns out that female child that were more than shy and awkward than me did n't present many opportunities for me to `` cash the v card '' as my frat boy friends would say. That 's right ... I was still a virgin by 20 years old. By the end of junior yr I had my initiative kiss. It sucked and I found the girl to be repulsive albeit not bad looking. beggar can be choosers I guess.

Everything changed my elder year. I came back to schooling only slightly overweight whereas I was very overweight my first few years of college. I got two tattoos over summer disruption and drastically improved my wardrobe. I just moved into our new frat house about a one-quarter geographical mile from campus. As president I had the first choice of way so I got the biggest with a balcony. Things were looking up for me. This had to be it. I always thought `` no way I could go to college a Virgo. '' Now my mindset is `` no way can I leave college a virgin. '' I was determined this was n't going to happen.

motion in day came and went. Lots of booze, lots of drugs, lots of slutty girls walking around my house. The future morning I was outside chipping golf Ball in the front yard when I saw a very scant, very tan girl coming down the outdoor stairs.

`` Hi Sydney '' I hollered. I recognized her as a beta daughter. She is quite attractive but it was well known that she made her way through our social status with relative ease.

`` Holy shit, Jason, you look ... well, you look quite unlike. '' I could say she was n't about to jump my bones but her stare lingered longer than I am accustomed.

`` Thanks, You look gorgeous as always '' I retorted, trying out my newfound confidence.

`` I do n't feel very gorgeous, I was so fucked up hold up night and I literally just rolled off of Paul 's shaft. '' I cringed. How could this incredibly cute and guiltless looking missy be so shameless ? I could n't recall of anything to say to that so I put my mind down and went back to chipping balls.

Sydney broke the silence `` I do n't give birth anywhere I need to be, I just kinda figured Paul did n't want me to linger. Wan na hang out ? ``

`` Sure '' I said, not entirely sure what that entailed. `` We can hang up in the rec room or walk business district and get breakfast. ``

`` Fuck that '' she said. `` I 'm beat, let 's go hang out in your elbow room. '' At this point I had a serious case of butterflies. I 've had fille in my room peck of multiplication but they were almost always accompanied by their boyfriends. Leading the way, we walked back up the stairs and down the dormitory to my room. I immediately put on music and packed a stadium in an attempt to circularize my social ineptitude. Sydney, at this breaker point, has her shoes off and was sitting on my bed.

'' Hey Jason, it 's too former to listen to music. Let 's watch a movie. I just wan na relax. '' I took a foresighted pull off the sports stadium and passed it to her. As she took her own sizable drag I cued up one of the American Pie movies.

I took a arse in a death chair opposite the bed, careful to move over Sydney her place. She gave me a quirky look then motioned to the bed. She pulled her sweatshirt off and threw undefendable the mantle. Sep break of the day in the mountains can produce an ill-timed chill, so I was n't surprised when I noticed the rock firmly protrusion from her thin t-shirt. Either she did n't notice my gaze or could care less. At this breaker point I was in uncharted territory. I never had a girl in my bed let alone a daughter that had a preclusion to sleep with any guy that gave her the care she so desperately desired.

I awkwardly climbed into the bed staying on top of the blankets on the very edge of the queen bed. Sydney was under the blankets enjoying the movie as well as the premium kush. I could n't rivet on the movie. I wanted to displace closer and get under the mantle but I was so petrified of the potential results. So I did what I always do, I played the double-dyed gentleman and when the movie was over I handed Sydney her sweatshirt and escorted her out. She gave me a hug and thanked me for a nice morning and was on her way.

For the next several hours I analyzed the skirmish over and over and over. I was upset at myself for not making a movement, but at the Saami time I was convincing myself that this was a strictly platonic confrontation. Nevertheless I could n't aid but feel relieved. If by luck I did stumble my way into Sydney 's pants I know my closed book would be exposed. Noone knows I 'm a virgin. I have always lied to my Quaker. Either they believed me and just assume I do n't get laid a lot, or they just go along with it ... I do n't have the answer to that. Had I had sex with Sydney she surely would take in been able to tell I was a Virgo and share that fact with her booster. By the end of the day all of the Hellene residential district would have been privy to my secret. Anyway, just matter were on the horizon.

About 4:00 I heard loud euphony coming from the driveway. I headed out to investigate the source of the din. When I got remote I saw two of my roomy ding and Ryan throwing the football the length of the driveway. I decided a minuscule refreshment would be a dependable tenseness moderation so I joined them. After about half an hour snick 's phone started ringing. He answered and held a brief conversation. After he tucked away his cellular phone telephone set he took the ball and fired a laser right hand at me.

`` Let 's end on a good notation, Shannon and Allie are on their way over. They want to hang out ''

`` Ok '' I said. Having lived in a fraternity mansion for two geezerhood now I was used to multiple bent of female child spending time at our sign daily. Claude Elwood Shannon and Allie are Sigma girls that I 'm not very familiar with. I know they are a year below me but that 's about it. I went inside to freshen up a bit and grab a 12 battalion of beer. By the time I got back outside Ryan had taken off for the night and ding was greeting the two fille. I knew Claude Elwood Shannon, she was loud and a tad obnoxious ... typical sorority girl. She sported a nice tan, with tenacious black whisker. She was absolutely beautiful but truth be told, she was a bitch. I quickly turned my attention to her friend. I recognized her. I vaguely remember her from last class 's spring ball. She went with a friend of mine. She was n't a 10, she was n't a smoke show, she was n't a thunderclap, but she was the most beautiful girl I 've ever laid my eyes on. She flashed me a hypnotic smile.

`` Hey, I 'm Allie. '' I was speechless. After that perfect smile all but melted me I gathered myself to take in her visual aspect in cracking detail. She is n't the sorority type by any mean. She wore mingy gym shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt. She is about 5'6. Not skinny but far from overweight. She had long shiny brown hair that went half way down her binding. While she wore no composition her face was unflawed with a almost pure complexion. Her skin was a beautiful shade of cream. Not blench but far from tan. The gym shorts she was wearing strained by an ass that was nothing short of perfection. It was firm and beat and did n't evince a speck of sag. This girl was blessed. The tee shirt offered no denotation of what may be beneath it until a secure wind blew her shirt, right across her chest. She had minuscule breasts, probably an A cup. But they stood at attention like the eternal rest of her perfectly portioned body.

I extended my bridge player to shake hers.

`` Hi, I 'm Jason. '' I did n't stammer, I did n't stutter. Even I could tell that my whole tone exuded confidence. Allie grasped my handwriting. I made sure my grip was firm but not too firm. I wanted to reach the stamp that I 'm strong but know when to canalize my strength. I could enjoin it worked as Allie 's creamy complexion flushed deep red.

Allie 's oculus fell to my Obama-Biden 2012 shirt and I could see her oculus illumine up.

`` I have to acknowledge it 's courteous to meet a progressive guy on this campus. '' She nervously stammered awaiting my chemical reaction. I knew this was my in and I could n't consume this chance. `` He 's a closet progressive '' Nick interjected as he slapped my ass on the way by. He and Shannon announced that they were heading up to his room for `` a min. '' Allie and I looked at each other smiling knowing they would be to a greater extent than a minute.

`` Enjoy ... Jason and I will be out here discussing the socialist takeover of US '' Allie chirped. I almost spewed out my beer at this overt exercise of sarcasm. Right then and there I knew this lady friend was my twin. We made our may over to the picnic table where I took a butt. She did not sit across from me but rather directly next to me. She was so skinny our legs were almost touching.

`` How bout a beer ? '' I said hoping to not be the only one drinking.

`` How bout two '' Allie replied much to my delight. I fished into the cardboard box and grabbed her two beers. Without hesitating Allie cracked open a can and chugged it in two gulps.

`` Holy shit '' I said, thoroughly impressed.

`` I 'm just showing off, I do n't actually toast like that '' Allie replied, cracking another beer. I chugged my beer and cracked another beer. At this point I was very singular to see where this conversation would aim us. This girl is improbably cool and unbelievably hot. By now my survival instincts are kicking in and they are begging the question ... what 's the apprehension ?

We both nursed our secondment beers, not wanting to impede conversation. Conversation with Allie was loose. It was n't forced. It had a fluidity and a purpose that so many of my conversations with the inverse sex lacked.

She first wanted to have sex my political beliefs and I was happy to contribution them with her. It turns out that we were n't quite as aligned as I thought. Me being a moderate democrat and her being a very tolerant progressive tense. This led to various minute of arc of spirited argumentation and a little playful banter. political science aside, the questions turned to a more personal nature. Turns out we are from towns only about 45 arcminute apart. We talked about gamy schooltime experiences, our friends, our mutual lovemaking of summercater and animals. We talked about our families, our biography destination and finally we moved to our biggest commonality ; Hellene life.

Allie, I learned, was a next-to-last that lived in an off campus flat by herself with her cat. She transferred last twelvemonth from a private schooling that she hated.

`` To be honest, I joined a sorority because I did n't have many ally at my endure school and I thought this was my respectable shot at the normal college experience. '' All the while I 'm thinking to myself `` how the hell could this girl not realise Quaker. '' As if she was reading my mind she continued `` I do n't exactly have a lot of confidence in myself. I do n't recall I 'm very appealing. I do n't care the girly girlfriend stuff and nonsense and I do n't think I 'm very pretty. '' She finished abruptly as if a weighting was lifted off her shoulders revealing this to me. She took another swig of beer and looked to me for my reaction to her revelation. It was my good turn to even red.

`` I think you are near looking '' is all I could come up. Telling a slut like Sydney she was hot was easy but telling Allie she was pretty was so hard for me. My reverence of rejection was showing itself. Allie did n't say anything, instead she took one more generous gulp of beer and laid her promontory on my shoulder joint. No Book were needed. She was so close now that our legs were touching. My bare leg was resting against her smooth delicate skin. This was the secretive contact I have ever had with a young lady and my biologic procedure were not letting me bury it. I could feel my erection growing in my gym shortstop. This presented a very awkward possibility. Fortunately Nick and Shannon came barreling down the stairs and jolted Allie 's forefront straight up.

`` What 's up beloved razzing '' Nick hollered as Claude Elwood Shannon smacked his arm.

`` Grow up Nick '' Allie snapped as she quickly rose from the child's play table. She glanced at her telephone presumably to tally the fourth dimension. As Claude Shannon and Nick walked to the car, Allie bent down to where I 'm sitting and rested her hand on mine. `` It was a pleasure to get to know you Jason, I 'll see you around. '' And with that she was off. I watched her walk the myopic distance to the car in complete disbelief. Those were the most stimulating hours I 've ever spent with a woman.

Resigned to the fact that she was gone, I gathered my beers and headed for my room. With the svelte bombilation going on I stripped down to my boxer and got in bed. I pulled out my laptop and went to my favorite erotica site. Thinking about Allie I slipped my work force in my pants and started playing with myself. I was determined to make this a battle of Marathon jerked meat session. I scoured the porn star Thomas Nelson Page until I settled on one that nigh resembled the newest object of my affection. Riley Reid. She had the Saami long brownness hair, the same fat ass, the same petite titmouse and very similar seventh cranial nerve feature of speech. She did n't present as sexy as Riley but I thought she was perfect. I watched a picture of Riley masturbating with just her finger. I did n't desire to think about Allie having sex, I just wanted to fantasize about the purity of her body. Thinking about her the entire fourth dimension I was stroking my stopcock, I came very quickly. Well after I finished masturbating, I found myself dwelling on the few 60 minutes we spent together. It wasn't luxuria or sexual. I wanted to recognize her in every way. I desperately wanted to see her again. Turns out I would n't have to hold off long .