A lucky break in the dining hall.

You only have one lead on your mystery boy, and that's your roommate. It's time to shadow her. Well, it will be once you find her. It's early morning, so you bet that if she's not in class, you can find her in the dining hall or the student union building. You're also hungry, so it's it's dining hall first.

After a quick walk to and through the dining area, you pay for your meal then turn around and scan the tables. It's packed at the moment, you probably should have expected that most of the students here would want to eat breakfast. Even if they don't buy here, they can still eat here or use the tables for coursework.

After a few seconds, your eyes lock on the target. Emily isn't that hard to spot, her blond hair sticks out quite a bit in the sea of students. Plus it doesn't hurt that she's taller than average. You see that she's sitting next to a boy you don't recognize. Score! Well, there's no telling if he's the one you're looking for, but there's only one way to find out. You sidle over to their table and give a casual "hey" as you sit down.

Emily acknowledges your presence with a "sup?" Followed by asking "How are you holding up, Lauren?" You think you spot the boy's eyes shooting up once he hears your name, another good sign.

"I'm all right." You answer, not wanting to get into any specifics in front of company. You get down to small talk with your roommate while she finishes and you start eating. You try not to get distracted from your goal, but the boy isn't answering any of your questions and you're hard-pressed to try directly asking him something in front of Emily.

Thankfully, after she finishes eating she takes a look at her phone. "Shit!" She exclaims. "I've got to run to class. Henry, be a dear and look after my friend here, would you?" With that, she walks away, but not before sliding her empty plate under the boy's.

Now free of risking any suspicion from Emily, not that you think she'd mind much, you just want to keep your desperation hidden for now, you can start your verbal ****. Leaning in and lowering your voice, you ask, "Henry, was it?"

He gulps but nods his answer all the same. Without his mistress there to protect him, you're not surprised to see some fear of you. He has no idea how much you know or what you're capable of after all.

You try to think carefully of what to say next, you don't want to scare him so badly that he goes running away after all. "So, you're friends with my roommate, then?" He nods. "That's good, she's such a sensual person. I'd bet that half of campus is friends with her. So, what do you normally do with her around here? Maybe I could fill in while she's away." You're hoping the more open-ended question will **** him to actually speak this time.

"I, uh, well earlier I helped her workout." He squeaks out.

"Well, that's no good, silly, if you already did that." You're really in it now playing as the cute and innocent girl. "Maybe I could help you with something instead..."

"I have to... I mean I was going to just drive back home until I have class later."

"Ah well, that's no fun. So did you only come up to campus this morning to see Emily?"

"Yeah. I guess so. "

"Aww, that's cute I wish I had a boyfriend who would do that for me."

"B-boyfriend? She's not... I mean I'm not her boyfriend..."

"You're not? Then she must be very lucky to have a strong man like you to take care of her without getting anything in return." You almost feel guilty at what you're saying when you see his blush turn his face crimson. "Well... since you seem to be available, would you mind helping me organize my stuff back in my dorm? I haven't gotten the chance to yet since this weekend was so busy." You doubt Henry will say no, but you pull out your special move anyway. It's the whole reason you put your keys on a lanyard for today.

You pull your lanyard up from where it was hanging, taking the keyring in your hand. You thumb through them quickly, then you press the smallest key just between your lips and look at him expectantly, hoping that he will recognize it.

"Is... uh I mean... do you, wait... can I, uhh..." You think you might have fried his brain, but that's okay. You stand up and pull the blubbering mess to his feet. Like Emily did, you slip your plate under his and let him bus it for you on your way out.

He seems to know the way to your room but he still seems to prefer following you anyway. The movement of your legs reminds you of your chastity belt's presence, a bit annoying since you had enough fun playing with Henry that you had nearly forgotten about it. You unlock the door and let him in, ready for the next step in your plan.