Order a pizza

You reason that if you can't concentrate on your paper and you can't get laid, you might as well indulge in some comfort food. With an annoyed sigh you pick up your phone and call a pizza joint, ordering a medium pepperoni for delivery. They tell you it will be twenty minutes, and you turn your attention back to your paper, finding it still impossible to concentrate, your mind now filled with images of food as well as sex.

Right on time the door buzzer sounds and you buzz the pizza delivery guy in, then grab your wallet before answering his knock on your apartment door.

"Medium pepperoni?" A fresh faced kid asks you, holding a pizza box out.

"That's me. On credit card." He nods, glancing at your legs, and gets out a portable credit machine. You smile at him as he preps the machine, watching him fumble with it uncertainly.

"Sorry ma'am. It's my first day and I'm not really used to this thing yet."

"That's ok, take your time. But please don't call me 'ma'am'. I don't look that old do I?" You flirt, grinning as you see him blush as he punches buttons on the machine. He looks so fresh and young and innocent you're amused at his nervousness.

"No ma'am...I mean no...uh...miss.."

"You can call me Lisa," you giggle. "And you would be Rick," you say, reading it off his name tag. "Pleased to meet you."

"Um...yes...pleased to meet you too...uh...Lisa....Ok, this thing is ready to go. Just insert your card there and follow the prompts. You smile at him and take the machine, noticing his eyes checking you out. He's a handsome kid, no doubt a big hit with the girls at......

"Are you in high school, Rick?" you ask as you punch buttons on the machine.

"Yeah...umm..I'm a senior...trying to get some money together for college..."

"Well, good luck," you smile at him, then frown as the machine beeps, telling you your card has been declined. You quickly think back over your last week reviewing purchases. There should still be a little room on the card, certainly enough to cover the pizza. You ask Rick to reset the machine to try it a second time, but it declines again. You stand holding the machine, blushing with embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry, my payment must not have posted yet," you say with a smile. "I'll get cash. Come in for a second." He steps into the apartment and you scamper into your room to dig through your purse. Dumping it on your bed you manage to scavenge just over three dollars in coins, less than half of what you owe for the pizza.

"Just a second!" you say as you run to Jenna's room, hoping she left some cash laying around, but finding only another dollar's worth of change. A quick search of Nicole's room comes up with another fifty cents, well short of what you owe.

Well, you think to yourself, if you can't charm a high school boy into giving you a break you're really losing your touch. With that thought you put a smile on your face and saunter back into the entrance hallway to talk to Rick.