I'd come to college a virgin. It had mostly been by choice - every boyfriend I'd had before then had turned out to be a jerk. But in my life at home there'd never been a boy who I thought was special enough to share that moment with. It didn't help I was raised by a sex-positive single father. When you dad says it's okay to be along with boys and offers to buy you condoms if you need them, the whole thing is just to embarrassing to think about.

So on move-in day freshman year I'd still never done anything. I was nervous for that to change. Who wants to be the millionth girl to get her v-card punched at a frat party or in her twin-sized dorm bed? But the guys on my floor were cute, and some of them tried to flirt with me until they saw my dad around, which scared them off.

I'd been texting Annie, my roommate all summer. Basically as soon as we matched through the roommate portal we'd been talking: dorm design, class schedule, the drama of the admitted students Facebook group, all of it. But we'd never actually met. She was from a small town in the Midwest, and I was from the wealthy part of LA. But I was excited to meet her and have our friendship turn into something real.

What I hadn't realized was that her dad would be around that day too. I knew Annie had also been raised by a single parent, even if her situation was from her mom's death and not my parents' ugly and contentious divorce. I knew he was ex-military, an auto mechanic, and a business owner. What I hadn't expected was that he would be so...hot. When we met he was building some of the small Ikea furniture pieces Annie had brought. He looked strong and mature and masculine in a way I didn't know how to handle. My crush had been instant and overwhelming, and had only gotten stronger after the dads said goodbye and college got started for real.

For all of freshman year, I didn't do anything with a boy. Not because I was saving myself or anything. They were just boring. I thought about Annie's dad every day, until one night after too much to drink I confessed my crush to her. She laughed. And laughed. But when she was done laughing, she hugged me and told me it was okay. My dad was hot too, she admitted, even if she didn't think about that as much as I had. Spring Break was coming up, we realized. Annie asked what I'd been thinking for months: Was there something we could do to make our feelings something more than just crushes?

Hi! Today I want a partner to play our a new idea. Basically, two roommate who are freshman in college have crushes on each others' single dads. They want to take a trip on Spring Break to make that something bigger. My character is also a virgin and wants to give it up to the man she's spent a year thinking about. Annie is a little more experienced, but is still up for something fun and casual!

I'd really like for the girls and dads to end up somewhere exotic for this vacation, maybe a treehouse resort in Costa Rica? The days can be filled with eco-tourism and thrill seeking, and then after a nice candle light dinner and a champagne and sunset soak in the hot tub, everyone could adjourn to their rooms for the night.

I'd love to talk about our characters and where this story can go! I think it needs some refinement, and the people we're playing need fleshing out. But I'm really excited about this and would love to find the person who can help make it as great as it is in my head!

So PM me and let's see what we can do!