Calvin, the nerdy student

The first guy who caught your eye was standing near the wall by the entrance. He was slender, hair brushed straight back, wearing glasses that made him look smart. He looked around the party nervously, glancing at girl's asses but not confident enough to go up and talk to anyone.

As you walked up to him, he avoided eye contact, but you saw him stare at your bare midriff. "Were you just checking me out?" you ask, and he sheepishly replied "no."

"I think you were," you say, giving him a little twirl. "What do you think?"

"I.. I mean youre obviously really hot," he stammered. You giggle a little, moving closer to him. "You need to loosen up, have you had anything to drink?"

"No, I didn't know where to go" he said. You grab him by the hand, saying "follow me," pulling him to the kitchen. "Beer? Something stronger?" you ask, pouring a couple shot glasses of vodka.

"Beer is fine" he says, but you hand him a shot glass anyway. You clink the glasses, and he drinks his slowly as you take the shot. You can see the face he makes as he swallows.

"So what are you doing here?" you ask. "I feel like I've seen you around campus."

He looked around nervously, now in the center of the party as both girls and guys brushed by you both. He leaned in so he could hear better.

"I think we have English Lit together?" he asked, unsure.

"With that old professor, right? My god he is so monotonous." you reply. "What a bore."

He laughs, agreeing with you.

"You wore that black coat the other day, right? I loved that jacket," you say, brushing up against his chest.

As you both continue to talk, the noise from the party starts to intrude. You notice him staring at your boobs and abs whenever you glance away, and he is enthralled with the attention you give him, hanging onto every word.

"Hey, maybe we can take this some place quieter so I can actually hear you speak," you yell over the loud music. He nods back.