Elizabeth sat down to work in the library. The boring brunette had no time for college parties or games. She was there to ace her classes and get into a great grad program. And tonight was a night for linear algebra.
The only problem was the weird guy sitting across from her. Elizabeth had no idea why he’d take any interest in her, considering her chest was flat as a board and the only time she had ever worn makeup was her sister’s wedding.
But Liz wouldn’t let herself get distracted and, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, she focused back on her French Literature homework.
Still, the guy wouldn’t leave. He just sat there, staring at her chest.
Liz couldn’t blame him, though. She knew she had an impressive rack, and she had to admit that she loved showing it off.
Sure, she had been a late bloomer. But college was the perfect place to flaunt it. There were so many cute boys and fun parties and, if she chose the right classes, barely any work.
And if homework did get tough, she always knew that guys were more then willing to help a damsel in distress.
So that’s how Lizzie ended up in the library, looking for someone she recognized from her Intro to Communications class, while flipping through a fashion magazine.
And at the very least, the guy checking her out was pretty cute and Lizzie had always wanted to give a blowjob in the library stacks.