Hey look, one of your college's cheerleaders

You spot Cindy, a smoking hot blond cheerleader who always turns heads around the campus, which she never seems to mind. She's a bit of a show off.

Which gives you the perfect way to get her into the collar.

“Excuse me, Cindy?”

“Yes?” She doesn't recognize you at all.

“We had Physics 101 together last semester.”

“Oh, sure!” she says, clearly pretending to remember you. “So... what have you been up to?”

“Well, right now I've got a photography class and I'm looking for subjects.”

Her eyes light up. “Oh, really? What kind of subjects?”

“Well, it's an odd assignment. We're supposed to snap picks of lots of people wearing the same object. I pulled this collar out of the box the professor passed around. Would you mind wearing it for a quick picture?”

She looks over the spiked dog collar. She'd probably like it better if it were pink. “I don't know. That's not the kind of thing I normally wear.”

“That's the point of the assignment! We're supposed to get people who would never wear this, you know, for contrast. It's all artsy stuff. I've already got a picture of it with a little old lady and another with professor Martin.”

“Really?” she says, shocked, “Well... sure, why not!”

She pulls out a mirror and checks her makeup. It's perfect, as always. She takes the collar and puts it on, then takes a closer look at you. “Wait, where's your camera?”

You smile. “Oh, I wish you wouldn't worry about that!”