Plans for the weekend

After his private chat with Miss Hewitt, Mark was feeling good about himself. He had an opportunity to spend a night with Miss Hewitt inside her own accommodation, enjoying a nice dinner.

Dinner was just a start. If he was lucky and was able to work some magic, Mark was looking for a little more than a free dinner.

He found the first week of classes fly by, before he knew it, it was already Thursday, the day of his date with Miss Hewitt.

Thinking he would be stressing about what to wear and what to expect all day, Mark was surprised that due to his classes that day, he didn’t think about it whatsoever. It wasn’t until late that afternoon when changing in his dorm room, that Mark actually thought about it.

Mark changed into a nice pair of dark blue chinos and a white buttoned up shirt, wanting to impress the woman he spent every class lusting over.

If he was to have any chance of seeing a little more of her, he would need to make an immediate impact.

On his way to meet up with Miss Hewitt at her on campus home, Mark bumped into his good friend, Ali, inside the common room at East Hall.

“What’s up Ali?” he said, smiling as he stopped next to the couches, where she was sitting down at.

“Not a whole lot. I’m just so excited for Sunday,” she replied.

If it was previous years, Mark wouldn’t have had any idea what she was so excited for. But after joining the football team and finding some interest in the NFL, Mark knew it was Super Bowl Sunday.

Born and Bred in San Francisco, Ali had always been a massive 49ers fan and with the franchise qualifying for the final game of the season, Ali was in a great mood.

“Yeah well let’s hope our defence can stop Mahomes, he’s been on fire lately,” Mark said, trying to sound very knowledgeable about the sport.

“Mhmm, I think we can,” she replied, “I’m so glad we’ve got plenty of San Fransisco peeps here. Have you got plans this Sunday?”

Mark shook his head, “Nah, nothing yet.”

“Well there’s going to be a bit of a watching party on campus for 49ers fans over at West Hall if you’re interested?”

“That would be amazing. You’ll be there?” he asked.

“Of course,” she smiled, “Wouldn’t find me anywhere else.”

Well it was sorted, Super Bowl Sunday at West Hall. As much interest he had on the match, Mark was also keen on the possibility of spending some time with Ali who’s sex drive had gone off the charts over the last several months.

“Count me in then,” he told her.