To the lounge.

It's time to break up some studying. You go up the stairs to the lounge, enjoying the way your boobs bounce at every step. At the top, you can look around before anyone notices you. People don't usually look up while they're studying when someone comes in.

There are three guys upstairs, and no girls. How convenient. Mark, James, and Nick are all up for grabs right now. You could try to decide who is hottest, but maybe you should let fate decide. How about whomever looks up first (and wants it) gets your special attention. Sounds good. Too bad you didn't bring a book. You go over to the computers instead but you walk slowly since you have no real interest in typing today.