Meet up with Cassidy

Mark texted Cassidy on his way back to East Hall inviting her to the party and asking that she meet him at the dorm for her ticket. He enjoyed checking out girls on the walk home but it did little to calm down his sexual frustration. Part of him thought he should have just fucked Kayla right in front of her friends and cleared his head, but the promise of a surprise from Jess kept him behaved.

As he approached the dorm he saw Cassidy standing by the door. His cock, that had calmed down a bit during his walk, woke back up when he saw her costume.

She was dressed up as Harley Quinn, wearing a small cropped “daddy’s little monster” shirt that showed off her perky tits and lean stomach as well as a tartan mini skirt and combat boots. She had her hair in ponytails and was carrying a baseball bat. She had gone all out with the makeup, her over the top eyeliner giving her a wild, sexy edge, and her red lipstick was inviting as fuck. When he got closer he could clearly see her pierced nipples peaking through her tight top.

"Hey there little monster," Mark said, a confident smile playing on his lips as he took in her outfit. "You look fucking incredible, Cassidy. Like every teenage boy’s wet dream."

Cassidy pushed off from the door, a playful grin spreading across her face. "Why, thank you, Mark. I’m glad I’ve got teenage boys drooling, it’s what every girl dreams of.” She said in a drawl sarcastic tone. She checked out his exposed body, running a long nail along his abs. “You clean up pretty well yourself."

Mark flexed slightly, enjoying her attention. "I aim to please." He winked, stepping closer to her.

Cassidy's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh really? You left me hanging the last time I saw you. I was very displeased. You gonna make it up to me mister?” She asked, tapping him in the chest with the baseball bat she was carrying. Even though it was just a costume the bat was very real, and Mark was more than a bit intimated but also turned on to see the sexy Harley Quinn in his face threatening him.

“For sure Cass! I invited you to this party didn’t I?” Mark said placatingly.

“Hmmm I guess I’ll let you live for now. Wouldn’t want to mess up that pretty face with this bat.” She turned to go into the dorm.

“Wait, can you do me a big favor?” Mark asked.

“Unlikely” Cassidy teased back, sticking out her tongue.

“Please, can you give me your panties? It’s for a competition the team is doing.”

“Fuck you! I’m not doing that! I’m practically flashing my goods as it is in this skirt!” She replied.

“Harley would do it.” Mark responded. “Think of it as getting into character.”

Cassidy paused, considering and taking in her surroundings. “Fine, but I’m doing it in the dorm. There are too many people walking around out here.”

The two of them entered the dorm, and once they were in the stairwell Cassidy shimmied out of her panties in a no nonsense way. “I’ll need a photo for proof.” Mark said.

Cassidy held the panties next to her face and gave her best Harley Quinn crazy expression, eyes wide and tongue out, before giving her panties to Mark. He put them in his satchel and smiled, thinking, I’m up to eight.

The two of them walked up the two flights of stairs to Tiffany’s floor. As soon as Mark walked onto her hall, Cassidy grabbed both his arms and pinned them behind his back. At the same time a dark figure wearing a ghost face mask jumped from behind the door and pushed him against the wall holding a knife.

After a brief second of shock, Mark saw that it was a fake knife, and that the masked attacker was wearing a skimpy outfit.

Cassidy laughed at him saying “hahah got you! You jumped so bad!”

Mark’s “attacker” pointed her knife at him. The mask has some sort of voice modulator built in. “Guess who I am and I’ll let you go to Tiff’s room.” She then gave him a quick spin, showing off her whole outfit.

Mark took it all in, her tight black top and flowy black skirt with slits up to the waist and considered. It wasn’t Jess, he could tell from her tits, and he already knew Tiff’s costume.

“I’d recognize that ass anywhere Ali.” He said confidently.

She pulled her mask up and smiled at him, voice returned to normal. “Damn thought with the mask and voice thing I’d get you. Guess my ass is just too perfect to disguise.”

“Pretty much” Mark agreed before the three of them entered Tiffany’s room.