Bryan waits for Ellen.

I’d like to join you, or wait for you. If that’s okay.” Scott said as he glanced at his friend, who discreetly flashed a grin of approval. He saw Lynn flash a very similar grin to Ellen less than a second later.

“Sure, that would be fine. It’ll only take me a few minutes to change, and then I’ll be right down. We’ll see you guys there, okay?’ The blonde said as she climbed to the top of the stairs and turned to back at Lynn. She and Scott waved their goodbyes, and turned, walking down the sidewalk leading in to town. Lynn said they’d hold a table for the both of them as well as Amy and Sherah, however unlikely it was that the moody punk girl would show up. Turning back towards Ellen, Bryan was rewarded with another view of her tan, thigh high stocking tops, and the dark reinforced bands of nylon just below a pair of red panties.

She frowned slightly as he stood staring at her. It was such a sexy picture. “You coming?” Ellen said as she spun on her heels and walked to the door. Her pumps clicked on the cold marble as she walked. Bryan bounded up the stair to catch up with her, just as she was pulling the heavy polished brass door open.

“I didn’t mean to make you wait.” Bryan coughed, catching his breath. “It’s just that you looked so beautiful standing there. Like something out of an old movie, ya know? He hoped he hadn’t said something stupid, but what he’d said was completely true.

She looked back over her shoulder at him, and then turned her body to face him as he followed her through the doorway and into the lobby of Tyson Hall. She was smiling a humble smile. She fluttered her long lashes at him, casting her blue eyes down at the floor and then, looking him in the eye.

“That was very nice of you to say. You’re very sweet.” Ellen gushed. You look very nice tonight, I think blue suits you. It brings out the color in your eyes. Bryan added. Quickly, she crushed her lips against his cheek, kissing him, and wrapping her arms around his shoulders, silky blonde hair brushed over his face, tickling his nose, and filling his nostrils with the scent of fresh lilacs. And then just as quickly, she released him and ran down the hall towards the elevator. “Wait there in the lobby for me! I’ll be back as quick as I can.”

Bryan walked the five or so paces over to a small room across from the front desk. Two leather couches with large wooden tables at each end, as well as several overstuffed chair were situated near the walls. The central feature of the room was the large fireplace framed by a granite mantle, with an equally large mirror just above it. A blazing fire crackled in the fire place.

As he sat down on one of the couches his gaze fell upon a tall, slim blonde with her long legs curled up beneath her sitting on the couch across from his. He glanced back at the front desk, where he could see an attractive Hispanic girl with her dark hair up in a pony tail. She peered at him over a pair of black, plastic framed cat's eye style glasses, before looking back at her desk.

The blonde's hair is nearly the same shade as Ellen’s, but more of a platinum blonde. Its brushed back from her face, and falls over her shoulders, and over the back of the couch. Her face is a long and angular, but not unattractive , with pale blue eyes, a long narrow nose, and a healthy pink complexion. She wearing a maroon colored sweater that's well filled out with large breasts, denim skirt, with nylons the same shade as her sweater, and black, sling back heels on her feet.

Bryan looked back once more at the Hispanic girl. Her dark brown eyes were locked on him intent with interest. But when their eyes met, she quickly turned her head, looking at something behind the desk. Gazing back once more at the slim blonde, Bryan could see that her attention is centered on a thick text book sitting on her lap. She’s pinching an electric yellow highligter between her thumb and forefinger, and as you watch, she mindlessly brings it up to her lips, and begins to gently chew on it. This continues for several minutes, until she drops the pen between the pages of her book, and lifts her eyes up and stares Bryan in the face.