Give it a go.

This isn’t exactly what you had in mind when you left for college. To be set up with a potential life long mate, but then Kathryn is pretty hot. You had expected to get laid, hoped to get laid for the first time.

Jasmine breaks into your thoughts, “Another thing is we’ve found that both students grades go up without having to worry about getting laid.”

She has a point there you think, as you continue to stare into Kathryn’s gray flecked blue eyes. “If…if I agree, we have to get married?”

Jasmine shakes her head, “No. Not at all. Though I will say you two had the highest percentile matching we’ve ever had. I have no doubt that you two would have found each other no matter what. We just decided to speed up the process is all.”

You nod, you have that feeling as well. “Alright. I’ll give it a go. What the hell, why not?”

Jasmine claps, “Alright. The college has a little tradition of paying for the first date. It’s next Saturday at Giovani’s in town. Dress to impress…”

Kathryn nods, “I will.”

You just nod.

Jasmine stands there for a couple moments smiling, “Well I’ll leave you two alone this is a great place to talk. Get to know each other.”

With that Jasmine walks away.

Kathryn nods towards a table, “Want to sit?”

“Yeah, yeah I do.”

You and Kathryn sit across from each other, “So what are your interests?” Kathryn asks, reaching for your hand. She’s breathing deeper now that you were both alone.

“About what you would expect for an eighteen year old male. Girls, sports, girls, drinking, girls, movies, girls, and cars. Oh, and did I mention girls?” You say with a smirk.

She smiles, “No, I think you forgot to mention girls.”

“And you?”

“I like to write. Love it in fact. I’m into music, was on the marching band in High School. Played the flute. I like to think pretty good. I also play the guitar. Rock. My idols are Eric Clapton, and Robby Kreiger. I love going to concerts. Not crap like the Spice Girls. Whores with no talent. I’d take a Nonpoint or Metallica concert over that crap any day.”

“See, now Metallica is the shit. What’s your favorite song?”

“I’m partial to Damage Inc. actually.”

“Holy shit…That is one of their best, if not the best.”

“I totally agree. I love Pantera as well.”

You nod, “May we have a moment of silence for Dimebag Darrel.”

You close your eyes, and bow your head. You hear Kathryn giggle, then go silent. After a moment you open your eyes to see Kathryn with her head bowed as well. A second after you she opens her eyes and looks into yours. She bites her lip, still breathing heavy. You notice her nipples were hard. You figure it might be because of the chill in the early evening air, so you put your jacket over her shoulders. She thanks you and snuggles into the jacket, discreetly giving it a sniff, followed by a sigh.

You both continue talking for almost an hour and a half. Suddenly the flood lights on the quad light up.

The sudden lighting of the area forces the both of you to realize the time and darkness.

"Wanna go somewhere with a little heat? Or drink, I'm thirsty." You ask.