Get Friendly with Ruby

As you walk into class, you spy the buxom red-head sitting in a seat by the front.

“How about this,” you say to Vignesh. “I’ll get close to Ruby, and start putting in a good word for you.”

“Awesome,” he says, staring back at Ruby for a fraction of a second too long when she glances his way. He takes a seat in the far corner of the room, while you find an empty one next to her.

“Hey, I remember you from last class,” Ruby says. “It’s Alex, right?”

“You got it! What’s your name?” you reply, casually checking out her tits. They’re large and are barely contained by her bra. Very nice.

“Ruby,” she says, and she gives you a radiant smile that starts to make you feel a little tingly inside. Crap, she’s hot and nice? Maybe you’re going to have to do Vignesh dirty here.

Ruby

“What’d you think of the latest homework? That was tough, wasn’t it?” you say.

“You wouldn’t believe it! I spent so so many hours trying to “Construct the Real Numbers,” and hardly made any progress,” Ruby says. “I even went to office hours after last class, thinking that I would be way ahead after that.”

“Wait, don’t tell me that Professor Luck isn’t helpful during office hours… she hardly teaches during regular class time!”

“No, no, she was helpful,” Ruby says. “It’s just that there was a lot to go through. I mean, I think I’m going to be working this whole weekend, and it wouldn’t surprise me if I still had to go again afterwards.”

“I get that,” you say. “I pretty much just gave up after trying the first part, but I think I was just missing the proper motivation.”

“And what do you mean by that?” she asks, voice dropping to a hush as Professor Luck enters the classroom.

“Well, we could talk about the problem over lunch,” you say, and she nods enthusiastically, holding up an outstretched pinky.

The two of you seal the deal with the sacred pinky swear, and turn to face Professor Luck just as she calls on the first student to present the first proof of the day.

The rest of the class passes without much incident, although you do share a couple of glances with Ruby whenever someone makes a mistake on the board, and soon enough, the class is over. You spend the next hour catching up on various bits of work that’s accumulated, and then head to your writing seminar class.

As you push open the door, you’re greeted by the eight or so hot girls that make up the class. Right, now. You try not to lose your cool as you spy two empty seats… which one will you take?

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