Flirt with Lacey

You smile at Lacey. "Well. Nice to meet you, Lacey. Terence seems like a nice guy, huh?"

"Yeah," Lacey says with a little smile. "He does."

You get up and cross over to Terence's desk, where she's sitting, and perch on the edge of it. "Can I ask you something?" you say quietly. Lacey looks taken aback, but she nods. You glance around to make sure that Terence isn't in the room, then lean forward. "What the heck do you really think about all this maidservant business?"

Lacey also glances out the door uneasily, and shrugs. "I mean...I sort of knew something like this might happen," she says quietly. "I didn't expect it to be so official, but my minister...well, he always said Ephesus was a good place for a girl to go to college because it was one of the few places where they still 'treated women as God intended.'"

"And you think this is the way God intended?" you ask, arching an eyebrow.

"Well...the Bible does say women should obey their husbands," Lacey says, a bit defensively. "And I think there's something beautiful to that. It's a complete surrender, you know...making someone else the center of your universe, abdicating your own needs for them. I just want to serve a good man."

Lacey's earnestness about this is an enormous turn-on. You grin. "Well, I'm glad at least one of you girls is excited about this. A lot of people seem pretty nervous."

"Nervousness is fine! I'm kind of nervous," Lacey exclaims. "But you just have to power through that nervousness and...you know...be a good, obedient partner."

"Wow." You gaze down at her, nodding thoughtfully. "Terence is...a lucky guy, to be paired with you."

She blushes. "Oh, stop it. I don't know what I'm doing..."

"No, he is." Deciding to take a risk, you reach out and gently stroke her cheek. "You're gorgeous, too. Anyone would be lucky to be paired up with you..."

As you brush your thumb across her soft cheek, Lacey shudders slightly, as though an electric charge has passed through her body. She leans forward, eyes half-closed, giving you just a glimpse of her cleavage under her tight camisole. "Ohh...that's nice of you to say, but you're just...being nice..."

"No," you murmur, continuing to stroke her cheek. Lacey sighs slightly and closes her eyes, clearly enjoying your touch. "You're really very pretty. I love your body." As you run your thumb across her cheek, you brush the edge of her mouth and her lips part slightly. You take the invitation and gently rest your thumb against her parted lips, feeling like electricity is dancing between your thumb and her mouth. You reach out and gently brush her hair back from her face with your other hand, making her gasp softly and finally meet your gaze with her wide, blue eyes...

"Hey! What's going on here?!" Terence demands. Lacey jerks away from you, looking stricken, while you relax with a slight smirk.

"T-Terence! I...I'm sorry, I..."

"It's fine, dude. Relax," you say, standing up from his desk. You clap him on the shoulder as you go to sit down at your own. "I like your maid, I was just telling her you're a lucky man!"

"You..." Terence stares down at you, seemingly frozen, wide-eyed. "I can't trust you, can I?"

"Trust me for what?" You sit at your desk and pull out a planner to start plotting out your courses. "You're all good man. Just make sure you take care of your girl."

"Terence, I - " Lacey starts to say something, but your roommate interrupts, sounding strained.

"Come on, Lacey. Let's get out of here." He marches out of your dorm room. Lacey gives you a brief, hesitant glance, then follows him. You chuckle slightly as the door swings shut behind them. You bet you can get that girl eating out of your hand...or other things...in not too long, if you want.

Dinner that night is a bit chaotic, and the dining hall is an interesting social scene. {if Makenzie > 0}You look around for the girls, but you don't see them.{endif} Some of the people eating are clearly couples, who have...embraced these rules to various degrees, clearly. Most are just eating, but you spot one couple where the guy is lounging while the bored-looking girl drops grapes in his mouth, and another where the girl is kneeling beside the table her man (presumably) is sitting at with his friends, head bowed. Every once in a while the guy she's sitting next to will reach out and pet her hair, or reach out with a morsel of food and let her eat it from his fork. The other guys all laugh and smirk when he does this, and the girl blushes furiously. But clearly the girls who don't like their treatment haven't yet made up their mind about who to take a risk on yet...

Wandering back toward your dorm, you consider your choices for the night. You could just stay in...it probably wouldn't be a bad idea to go over the course schedule and start picking out your courses, so you can get signed up as quickly as possible when registration starts. On the other hand, you could socialize with the other guys in your dorm. Or, if you wanted to really get a sense of the college experience, you could always head out to a proper party at one of the frat houses.