The Frat President

You coughed nervously as Troy approached. He had a lot of family wealth, so you hoped Amanda wouldn't be overly lured by it. You weren't sure why you picked him, other than he had some bullying traits that made you a moth to the flame.

"Sure, I'll fuck your girl," he said after hearing the proposal. You were seated at a table that no one else could view at a fancy eatery in Miami. "But I got to know something."

"What is it?" you asked, dread growing inside you.

"I heard you got no balls. C'mon, there ain't no one watching. Pull it out or I walk."

You flushed, looking around, wanting to delay, wanting to run. Finally, you stood up, undoing your pants.

"Oh my God, panties? What a fucking pussy," Troy said, sneering. "So it's true. Dani No Nuts. Hold up for a second." He took a picture.

"What a fucking chump. You thought your life sucked before," he said cockily. Amanda looked at him, and it wasn't entirely unfavorable, you thought.