Male

You stand and admire yourself in the mirror. You are 22, about 6' tall, 165 lbs, with short wavy brown hair, and blue eyes. Girls have always told you that the first thing they noticed about you was your bright, deep blue eyes. You are in fairly good shape, muscular, but not overly so, more toned than anything. Your cock is of average length (about 7"), and no ones ever complained about how well you use it.

You shower and dress in black jeans, a charcoal gray T-shirt, and a black leather jacket that is more for decoration than for warmth.

You lock up and head down to your classic red Ford Mustang convertable. You turn the key, the beast roars to life, and you speed off down the road looking for some fun.

As its not late enough in the day for a club, you decide to kill some time in the mall.

You park and imediately head to one of your favorite store: Spencer's. You head to the back were they hide all the good posters and stuff.

While looking at the latest nude posters, you feel someone brush past you and you turn around.

A cute, thin, shy, brunette is kind of hovering around the other side of the shelves behind you. She's eyeing the "wand muscle messagers" which of course are vibraters but they don't advertise them that way. She picks one up to look at and notices you looking at her. Her green eyes go wide behind her wire frame glasses and she drops the item in embarrassment.

As she she rushes out you get a good look at her: Her mousey brown hair reaches a little past her shoulders, she has nice, pert breasts ("C's at least" you think to yourself) hidden beneath baggy sweater. The thing that really catches your eye is the way her round ass sways as she leaves the store.

"She could be fun," you think to yourself.