Mark has a chat with Jess

The afternoon went on without much of a hitch. Just a normal Saturday except for the fact that they were in funny outfits. Mark made his way from different groups all day, while even keeping an ear out for any sort of German female accent, just in case Z was right about her being here.

As day turned to night, Mark saw someone that he hadn’t ran into all day. It was Jess, a nice surprise with how she looked in the German maid outfit. The same white coloured style shirt but with a darkish blue skirt that went up a lot higher on her tanned legs than most other girls’s skirts.

“Hey stranger, don’t you look very cute in your little outfit,” she flirted, pulling on one of his suspenders.

“Can say the same about you, very very nice,” he replied, nodding while checking out her entire body.

Mark and Jess had never fully slept together but there had been plenty of sexual attention and a bit of oral history. The biggest cocktease on campus was always winding him up, now single again, there was nothing more that he would love to do than fuck her all night long.

“You look a little sad, something up honey? Still thinking about Tiff?” she then asked, noticing in his face that he wasn’t doing that well today.

Mark wasn’t terrible but she was right, he wasn’t exactly at the peak of his powers today.

“Uhh I don’t know, I guess I’m just stressing about everything again,” he said, unsure where to start.

Jess grabbed him by the hand and led him over the nearest free table inside. “Come on, spill. You know I love this type of gossip. What specifically?”

Mark decided to reveal his conversation with Winter from earlier on today, **** to get some things off his chest. He spoke about Natalie and how he did have some new feelings developing for her but he didn’t want to break the poor girl’s heart. “I just don’t really know what to do, I wish emotions just didn’t come into it.”

It was now Jess’s turn to add her opinion, politely waiting for her turn to speak, “Like I’ve always said Mark, you shouldn’t be worrying about these sorts of things at college. Not every girl you sleep with is going to be the one you marry. That’ll happen when it happens but for now, enjoy yourself, that’s what I do and I love every day here.”

Mark didn’t hear the last sentence as he noticed her hand on his. Her white fake nails just very lightly scraping against his skin. Even the little things she did seemed like a tease, she was so insanely hot.

“You get what I mean?” she asked him again.

He nodded, understanding the gist of what she was saying. It felt like what Bryce was saying the other week, just get back on the horse. Thinking about it more, he could search more for that German girl that was willing to put out or find someone not from campus to root and boot.

Or he could work on someone a little closer to home. Someone who maybe currently had their fingernails rubbing against his hand? Someone who’s skirt was rising further up her legs as she sat down. Someone that could make him hard by literally just staring him down.