Meeting Amy

You scratch your back as you finish reading the page. It was a fairly standard sheet up until the end. You press a button on your desk and speak into the microphone.

"Amy King, please see me in my room."

You swear you can hear multiple giggles from the commons before you hear a light rapping on your door. You stand up and open the door, holding it as Amy walks in.

The boi has long, straight brown hair that hangs loosely down to just above her booty. She has a cute nose with high cheekbones and her lips have a cute pout to them. Her arms look surprisingly muscled, likely from holding on to the horses she rides. Her legs and butt are firm, shapely and, despite their tone, look soft and smooth. She stands naked before you and you sneak a peek at her cock and balls. Her dick, if you could call it that, is very small, you doubt she even gets to an inch when excited and her balls hang lightly just bellow.

The boi rubs her arms uncomfortably as you look over her like a wolf does a sheep. You step forward, placing you hand on her hips and pulling her closer. She returns the gesture and lightly grabs you hips in her soft hands. You can smell her shampoo in the air and your cock brushes lightly against her thigh but you mentally fortify yourself. The doctor told you to not fuck her and you don't want to ruin any results they may be testing, but that doesn't mean you can't enjoy the boi's presence.

You began conversing with Amy, discussing her life and her dreams. You learn that she has a younger brother, that she wants to be an author, and that she hates cranberries. You both talk for a bit more before you suggest you return to your introductions with the other bois.

Amy gives you a hug and heads out the door, leaving you with a raging erection. You mentally curse society and it's encouragement of physical closeness, especially when you can't act on your desires.