A college student

You wake up horny. Checking the clock, you sigh - you already have errands to attend to before your date tonight, and you’ve slept in as much as you can afford.

No getting off for you, you suppose. Begrudgingly, you get out of bed, looking in the mirror as you wash your face and wake yourself up.

You are Jason Riverson, 20-year-old college sophomore and resident loner at your university. You’re pretty decent looking - on the taller side, nice hair - but you’ve often lacked the social skills to make any advances.

This is the day that changes, you tell yourself in the mirror. Today’s date will be the start of a relationship - after mustering up the courage to ask Jenna from your statistics class out, you’re ready to go all the way with her.

But until then, you have some work to do. You rush through your morning routine, spritz a bit of cologne as an afterthought, and grab a bag, hoping to grab some coffee before your errands.

You walk into the coffee place - mostly student-run, it’s always a nice change of pace away from the huge corporate chains to go to a little homey coffee joint.

You vaguely recognize the barista on duty, but you’re not sure from where.

“Hi, I’d like a large cappuccino with cream and sugar, please.”

“Sure thing. Hey - are you Jason Rivers?”

“Riverson! I feel like I know you… oh, you went to Westbrook High!”

The barista grins. “Yup. Class of 2019, same as you. Gina Knightley - good to see you again, Jason!”

“Oh, Gina! I’m so sorry, I forgot your name after all this time. We had Calc AB together, I remember now.”

Gina laughs. “You were always making fun of Mr. Punham behind his back to me. Anyway, that’ll be $3.50. How would you like to pay?”

You’re feeling in a better mood now, so you jokingly ask, “What are my options?”

Gina chuckles at your joke. “Nothing special, I’m afraid. Cash, card, sex act. I suppose check works if you have your checkbook on you.”

You do a double take. “Pardon - sex act?”

Gina looks at you oddly. “What, never paid with a sex act before? You can do whatever - it’d be nice to catch up with you while we pay.”

“Uh…” Your certainty that she’s joking is decreasing by the second. “So I could ask you to let me fuck you… or eat you out… or give me a blowjob… or whatever?” You try to add a lighthearted chuckle to lighten the mood in case she was genuinely joking.

Gina shrugs. “Yeah.”

You gulp. She’s serious about this.

You consider for a moment, and ask for….