Right Lane

The woman on the right would probably be able to get me through the fastest, so I pull into her lane.

I wouldn't call her unattractive, per se, but she's definitely not in the college age group anymore. She's got smile lines and a slender body. If I were really into MILFs, that's probably what I'd call her.

I pull the sedan up and roll down the window. She leans down and says with a practiced smile, "Welcome to ISU. First and last name, please?"

"Mark Braddock," I say.

She finds me almost immediately. "Here. Mark Braddock, Madison 524." She hands me a packet with a key and other paperwork. "Here's all the stuff you'll need to move in. Is there anything else I can help you with right now?"