Go to the washroom.

"Follow me," Rachel cheerfully commanded, and he followed her out the library into the hallway. He is glad that he was the one following because he checked out her fine ass, wagging side to side beneath her tight jeans. His erection raged, begging for release, as he knew that he would see what was under those jeans soon enough. They quickly made it to the second floor.

"Here it is," she gleefully said to him as she turned around facing him. He looked into her sparkling eyes and cheerful face. 'She's definitely girlfriend material,' he thought to himself.

As the two of them entered the girl's washroom, John couldn't believe his eyes. The place is spotless!

"Wow, it's clean," he mentioned to Rachel.

"The guy's washroom is so dirty compared to this," he said, admitting the poor condition of the men's room.

"I wouldn't exactly say this place is clean," she smiled, pointing to all the graffiti over the walls. He could see phone numbers, messages saying so and so is a slut, etcetera.

"You should see the boy's washroom," was all he could muster.

“It has filth everywhere,” he added. That was very true, he only used that washroom when it is an emergency, and other wise he avoided it. If he did use it, it was with **** caution.

"Eeewwww, you make it sound so gross," she said with a disgusted look on her face. ‘She thinks it sounds gross, she should see it,' he thought to himself.

"So well..." she said while looking around. She seemed a little embarrassed because she avoided eye contact with him. He wanted to see her naked right there and then; he couldn't wait. His cock couldn't wait either, it was as hard a rock, and it felt like he was hiding a baseball bat in his pants.

"You go first...,” he said, as he felt slightly uncomfortable. He was too eager to wait.

"It was my idea, so I think you should go first," she grinned, and then winked at him.

'Wow, what a beautiful smile,' he mused to himself. He thought about caving in, but he does not adding, "This is the girl's washroom, so I think it's appropriate for you to go first," he said lamely. It was all he could think of.

"C'mon, I'd feel better if you’d go first," she said and flashed him an even cuter and brighter smile. It was hard not to cave in to this cutie’s terms.