A proper thanks.

To his surprise, as he was about to turn the corner and arrive at his little shack of a house, his walkie-talkie screamed at him. “You’ve got a student needing your help with something, she’s apparently waiting in the common room of building B.” George sighed deeply, he was so close to putting his feet up and relaxing on his couch. Quickly he turned his golf cart around and headed back towards the guy dorms.

After he parked the car George walked through the doors of the building. The call he got was very vague, usually they were more specific about what or where he was needed. But he trusted that the girl waiting for him knew what he looked like and would just find him. The common room was busy with people chatting about their day and fussing over whatever had happened in class. George looked around, trying to spot the person that needed his help.

Out of nowhere George felt a tap on his shoulder, surprised he turned around to look at the redheaded girl he had just helped get unstuck from some sorry attempt at bondage. She smiled brightly as she jumped up and hugged George like he was an old friend. “I didn't get to thank you properly for helping me out just then!”

George was a little flustered as he peeled off the short ginger. “It’s okay, i was just doing my job.”

The girl put her hands on her hips and looked up at him, “don’t be silly, you were very sweet! I’m Kelsey by the way.” She held out her hand and George took it in his, shaking it softly.

“George, nice to meet you and umm, I appreciate it. Is there anything else i can do for you?”

Kelsey rolled her eyes, “are your really in such a hurry George?” He looked at her a little confused. “Why don’t you walk with me and let me really thank you?” This peeked his interest as George smiled and kept holding on to Kelsey's hand.

“You know what? Maybe i’m not in such a hurry after all, ladies first.” He opened the door for her and followed her outside.

“Lets get in your golf cart George, take me for a drive around the building.” He helped the girl into the passenger seat and climbed in next to her, he started the car and began driving in the dark. The lights of the cart flickered and the road was barely visible. George had one hand on the wheel, resting his other where it usually was, on top of the passenger seat. This time however, Kelsey was also there. He softly grabbed her right thigh with his hand, feeling her nudge closer against him.

“So about that proper thank you...” George let out. “What did you have in mind?”