He was going to be here soon, so I checked myself in the mirror on the closet door in my dorm room. I felt like I should do something about the hair. I liked it short, in typical tomboy fashion. But anything too different from what I normally wore might be suspicious. I settled for running my fingers through it and poofing it up a little to make it a little more feminine.

Should I change my clothes? It’s not like I had much variety in my closet. There was a dress or two in there, just because, but nothing appropriate for what was supposed to be a study session. I was wearing shorts though, which showed off my legs. Should I be wearing shorter shorts, or tighter shorts? I didn’t want to seem too obvious. Likewise with the t-shirt. I could go for something more revealing. I was already going without a bra, although that wasn’t really too much of a departure. I adjusted the t-shirt first to reveal my shoulder, then abandoned that and tried to show more cleavage.

He had been my friend this entire first year at college. Just friends. He wasn’t really my type. But he was smart enough, without being too smart where it would cause issues. And he was friendly enough, but not too friendly if you catch my drift.

But a lot had changed in a year. Or more specifically, just recently. I needed something, and he was just the person to help me with it.

Full Script Here

I've been working on this for a bit. Initially it was a regular script but was reborn as a narrative. It's minimally lewd, just mentioning sex in passing as the emphasis was on the story and I wanted to do a story where sex wasn't necessarily the focus. Hopefully people enjoy it anyway.

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