Chapter One

My public figure is Jason. I 'm a 22 year old senior at a State Department university located way up in the mountains. My entrant year I joined a sodality because I was an exceptional juicer. I was far from a typical frat boy, but the idea of having a gist group of friends to party with was very appealing to an 18 yr old me. My social life story was fairly strong during my first three eld of college. I had a lot of friends and was well known around campus.

My fourth-year year I was elected president of my sodality. I ran on the platform of governing through maturity. There were a lot of prejudicial thing that my fraternity got into and I wanted to curtail that. I wanted my fraternity to be more community of interests oriented and less degenerate oriented. Some people liked my approach, some people saw me as a peg in the mud. I did not worry. It was the vision I had since I saw the degradation my freshman year. Becoming such a polarise figure in the Greek residential district garnered me a lot of newfound interestingness from some of the sorority girls. For three class sorority girls were a cohort that I greatly failed to understand. They 're all around lack of shame perplexed me and I often found them to be much too forward for me.

Since I can think back interacting with missy was a painful experience. I never had a girlfriend in high school. I was just getting to the point where I could casually socialize with them toward the end of my high-pitched school life history. My trouble with the opposite sex continued when I got to college. I thought for for sure joining a fraternity would be the thaumaturgy fix to my char job, but that fix never came.

neophyte twelvemonth came and went and I had no actual chance. When I was sober I was refining my social skills with woman, when I was wasted, I was making a fool of myself. By soph year my social skills were well refined and I was ready to finally break through. That never happened. When I would find out my friends seal the deal I would take mental notes. Some of the things they would say though ... never in a million years would I have the confidence to emulate. So I remained stagnant because I did n't take in a shred of game.

By Junior year I had lost a fair quantity of weight and developed some close friendly relationship with a few lady friend that dated booster of mine. I think they saw through me and knew I needed help. Through them I gained sureness that I could converse in a sexual manner with women ... even if they saw it as drunken banter. But for me it was invaluable practice. By the end of my Jnr year I had managed to secure a few day of the month.

They were n't with the best looking lady friend but I thought that would go to my reward. I was hoping for a miss with lowly ego esteem than I had. Turns out that girls that were More shy and awkward than me did n't present many chance for me to `` hard currency the v card '' as my fraternity boy friends would say. That 's justly ... I was still a Virgin by 20 old age old. By the end of junior year I had my first off osculation. It sucked and I found the girl to be detestable albeit not bad looking. beggar can be selector I guess.

Everything changed my fourth-year year. I came back to school only slightly overweight whereas I was very overweight my first few days of college. I got two tattoos over summer jailbreak and drastically improved my closet. I just moved into our new fraternity star sign about a quarter air mile from campus. As president I had the first choice of rooms so I got the big 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.

Move in day came and went. Lots of booze, lots of drugs, lots of slutty girls walking around my house. The next morning I was out of doors chipping golf balls in the front yard when I saw a very short, very tan girlfriend coming down the outside stairs.

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

`` holy place asshole, Jason, you look ... well, you look quite different. '' I could tell she was n't about to jump my ivory 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 live on night and I literally just rolled off of Paul 's cock. '' I cringed. How could this incredibly cute and devoid looking girl be so shameless ? I could n't think of anything to say to that so I put my head word down and went back to chipping balls.

Sydney broke the silence `` I do n't have anywhere I need to be, I just kinda visualise Apostle Paul did n't want me to hover. Wan na hang out ? ``

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

`` Fuck that '' she said. `` I 'm beat, let 's go bent out in your room. '' At this point I had a good case of butterflies. I 've had girls in my room muckle of time but they were almost always accompanied by their boyfriend. Leading the way, we walked back up the steps and down the hall to my room. I immediately put on music and packed a roll in an attempt to disperse my social awkwardness. Sydney, at this point, has her place off and was sitting on my bed.

'' Hey Jason, it 's too former to take heed to music. Let 's watch a movie. I just wan na relax. '' I took a long puff off the bowl and passed it to her. As she took her own sizable puff I cued up one of the American Pie movies.

I took a fanny in a professorship opposite the bed, careful to pass on Sydney her space. She gave me a quirky look then motioned to the bed. She pulled her sweatshirt off and threw open the blankets. September dawn in the mountains can produce an unseasonable chill, so I was n't surprised when I noticed the rock hard protrusion from her thin t-shirt. Either she did n't notice my gaze or could care less. At this period I was in unmapped territorial dominion. I never had a lady friend in my bed let alone a girl that had a forestalling to sleep with any guy that gave her the attention she so desperately desired.

I awkwardly climbed into the bed staying on top of the blankets on the very border of the queen bed. Sydney was under the blankets enjoying the movie as well as the premium kush. I could n't focalize on the movie. I wanted to run closer and get under the blankets but I was so petrified of the potential effect. So I did what I always do, I played the perfective gentleman and when the pic was over I handed Sydney her sweatshirt and escorted her out. She gave me a hug and thanked me for a dainty morning and was on her way.

For the adjacent several time of day I analyzed the clash over and over and over. I was upset at myself for not making a move, but at the same time I was convincing myself that this was a strictly Platonic encounter. Nevertheless I could n't help oneself but sense relieved. If by chance I did stumble my way into Sydney 's pant I know my hugger-mugger would be exposed. Noone knows I 'm a virgin. I have always lied to my acquaintance. 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 consume the result to that. Had I had sex with Sydney she surely would hold been able to tell I was a virgin and share that fact with her friend. By the end of the day all of the Hellenic language community would own been privy to my occult. Anyway, unspoiled things were on the horizon.

About 4:00 I heard flash euphony coming from the driveway. I headed out to look into the source of the commotion. When I got outside I saw two of my roomie dent and Ryan throwing the football the duration of the driveway. I decided a piffling recreation would be a dependable stress relief so I joined them. After about half an 60 minutes ding 's speech sound started ringing. He answered and held a brief conversation. After he tucked away his cellular phone earpiece he took the ball and fired a laser right at me.

`` Let 's end on a expert line, Claude E. Shannon and Allie are on their way over. They want to cling out ''

`` Ok '' I said. Having lived in a sodality house for two age now I was used to multiple sets of girls spending metre at our mansion daily. Shannon and Allie are Sigma girls that I 'm not very familiar with. I know they are a social class below me but that 's about it. I went inside to freshen up a bit and grab a 12 camp of beer. By the time I got back outside Ryan had taken off for the night and snick was greeting the two young woman. I knew Claude Shannon, she was cheap and a tad objectionable ... distinctive sorority lady friend. She sported a decent tan, with long black hair. She was absolutely beautiful but trueness be told, she was a bitch. I quickly turned my attention to her acquaintance. I recognized her. I vaguely remember her from last twelvemonth 's spring formal. She went with a friend of mine. She was n't a 10, she was n't a fastball display, she was n't a thunderbolt, but she was the most beautiful daughter I 've ever laid my eyes on. She flashed me a hypnotic smile.

`` Hey, I 'm Allie. '' I was speechless. After that perfect grinning all but melted me I gathered myself to remove in her coming into court in keen detail. She is n't the sorority eccentric by any mean value. She wore tight gym shorts and a sloppy jersey. She is about 5'6. Not skinny but far from overweight. She had prospicient glossy Robert Brown hair that went half way down her cover. While she wore no make-up her face was unflawed with a near perfect complexion. Her hide was a beautiful refinement of ointment. Not pale but far from tan. The gym shorts she was wearing strained by an ass that was nothing short of perfection. It was business firm and round and did n't point a soupcon of sag. This girl was blessed. The T-shirt offered no indicant of what may be beneath it until a firm wind blew her shirt, right across her chest. She had small breasts, probably an A cup. But they stood at attention like the rest of her perfectly portioned body.

I extended my hand to shake hers.

`` Hi, I 'm Jason. '' I did n't stammer, I did n't stutter. Even I could tell that my tone exuded self-assurance. Allie grasped my mitt. I made indisputable my adhesive friction was house but not too firm. I wanted to return the impression that I 'm strong but know when to channel my durability. I could tell it worked as Allie 's creamy complexion flushed deep red.

Allie 's eyes fell to my Obama-Biden 2012 shirt and I could see her eye sluttish up.

`` I have to intromit it 's nice to fulfil a imperfect guy on this campus. '' She nervously stammered awaiting my reaction. I knew this was my in and I could n't waste this chance. `` He 's a closet liberal '' dent interjected as he slapped my ass on the way by. He and Shannon announced that they were heading up to his elbow room for `` a minute. '' Allie and I looked at each other smiling knowing they would be more than a minute.

`` Enjoy ... Jason and I will be out here discussing the socialist takeover of America '' Allie chirped. I almost spewed out my beer at this overt exercise of sarcasm. veracious then and there I knew this female child was my counterpart. We made our may over to the child's play board where I took a seat. She did not sit across from me but rather directly next to me. She was so close our branch 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 delectation. I fished into the composition board box and grabbed her two beers. Without hesitating Allie cracked open a can and chugged it in two gulps.

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

`` I 'm just showing off, I do n't actually drink 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 take us. This girl is improbably cool and unbelievably hot. By now my endurance instinct are kicking in and they are begging the dubiousness ... what 's the catch ?

We both nursed our 2d beers, not wanting to impede conversation. Conversation with Allie was easy. It was n't forced. It had a fluidity and a purpose that so many of my conversations with the opposite sex lacked.

She first wanted to have intercourse my political belief and I was happy to share 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 liberal imperfect tense. This led to several minutes of spirited argument and a little playful banter. political relation aside, the questions turned to a more personal nature. Turns out we are from towns only about 45 minutes apart. We talked about gamy school experiences, our friends, our mutual dearest of fun and fauna. We talked about our families, our aliveness goals and finally we moved to our biggest commonality ; Hellene life.

Allie, I learned, was a junior that lived in an off campus apartment by herself with her cat. She transferred last year from a secret school that she hated.

`` To be honest, I joined a sorority because I did n't consume many friends at my last schooltime and I thought this was my Charles Herbert Best snapshot at the pattern college experience. '' All the patch I 'm thinking to myself `` how the nether region could this girl not establish friends. '' 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 cogitate I 'm very likable. I do n't care the girly girl stuff and I do n't think I 'm very pretty. '' She finished abruptly as if a weightiness was lifted off her shoulders revealing this to me. She took another swig of beer and looked to me for my chemical reaction to her revelation. It was my routine to redden red.

`` I think you are good looking '' is all I could muster. Telling a slut like Sydney she was hot was easy but telling Allie she was pretty was so difficult for me. My care of rejection was showing itself. Allie did n't say anything, instead she took one more generous swig of beer and laid her head on my shoulder. No words were needed. She was so close now that our legs were touching. My bare leg was resting against her fluent delicate skin. This was the unaired contact I have ever had with a girl and my biological functions were not letting me forget it. I could find my hard-on growing in my gym shortstop. This presented a very awkward theory. Fortunately Nick and Claude Elwood Shannon came barreling down the stair and jolted Allie 's head word straight up.

`` What 's up love birdie '' Nick hollered as Shannon smacked his arm.

`` Grow up snick '' Allie snapped as she quickly rose from the picnic mesa. She glanced at her phone presumably to checker the prison term. 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 joy to get to know you Jason, I 'll see you around. '' And with that she was off. I watched her walk the short aloofness to the car in double-dyed 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 fragile bombilation going on I stripped down to my pugilist and got in bed. I pulled out my laptop and went to my deary porn site. Thinking about Allie I slipped my men in my knickers and started playing with myself. I was determined to draw this a marathon tug academic session. I scoured the porn whiz pages until I settled on one that close resembled the raw objective of my affection. Riley Reid. She had the Saame long brown hair, the Sami fat ass, the Saame tiny tits and very standardized facial features. She did n't demonstrate as aphrodisiacal as Riley but I thought she was perfect. I watched a video of Riley masturbating with just her finger's breadth. I did n't desire to think about Allie having sex, I just wanted to fantasize about the honour of her body. Thinking about her the entire time I was stroking my cock, I came very quickly. Well after I finished masturbating, I found myself dwelling on the few time of day we spent together. It wasn't lust or intimate. I wanted to know her in every way. I desperately wanted to see her again. Turns out I would n't possess to hold back long .