It happened in an instant. Our senior physics club was touring the giant MaWSI facility at Caltech in a room filled with superconducting magnets and lasers. Most of the kids were barely paying attention because Emily, a previously-mousy brunette who had returned from summer vacation with a new wardrobe, a new hairstyle, and, most importantly, new breasts, was wearing a tight sweater and no bra. Most of the boys were crowded around her, staring while they tried to come up with some way to talk with her.
Below is a story I originally wrote as a “choose your own adventure” entry at Writing.com. I’ve stitched the main path of that story here for your enjoyment. If it seems a little choppy in places, meandering, or if the characters ask themselves questions that they immediately answer, now you know why!
Katie woke in her bed, energized for the day. The previous night with Daniel had been fantastic, but when she had recovered from her orgasms she realized what she had done and had immediately become ashamed and self-conscious about sleeping with a guy after knowing him for only a few hours. Embarrassed, she had run down the hill to the beach, naked and a little freaked out. Then, realizing her nakedness, she had willed the ring into a t-shirt and jeans, ridiculously sexy in spite of her embarrassment.
Daniel awoke lying on the sandy bluff with the morning sun just beginning to clear the hill. A chilly breeze blew in gently from the ocean, raising goose pimples on his exposed skin, but most of his body was covered with a pink blanket he had never seen before.
Polly walked into the lab with a huff, dumping her backpack in the corner and sitting down on the nearest stool. Here she was, a cute little freshman college student new to the big city from her hometown in Kansas, and was she allowed to have a social life? No.
It’s not like Polly couldn’t have a social life if she wanted one. College was supposed to be a fresh start, right?