Jenny, the blonde athlete

The blonde girl across the room, surrounded by her friends, caught your eye. Someone so popular must be a challenge, and her exposed midriff piques your interest. Her tight, toned body makes your mind run wild as you start to make your way over to her, trying to think of a way to get her way from her friends.

You grab a drink as you cross the room, making eye contact with her. As she glances away you start to move over, making your intention obvious. She glances over again, seeing you getting closer, and you feel her judge you as you walk up.

You finally make your way next to her, the crowd forcing you up against each other. You feel her brush against your arms, feeling the pump you just got. "Wow," she says, looking up into your eyes.