"What's up?"

“Hey, what’s up?” I asked her.

“I need some help on some of these assignments. That teacher can’t make me understand a single thing she’s saying,” she replied. I could understand: our teacher for engineering was an old hag who slurred her words so much that even the people right in front of her sometimes had no clue what she was saying.

“That’s fine, come in. I also wanted to bounce some ideas off you because there’s a few that I don’t know either.” I wasn’t lying, I did have some questions to still do. Maybe Laney could help me figure them out.

Laney walked inside my dorm for the first time. She was wearing a dress with numerous pink flowers on it and some spotted leggings. Her massive cleavage was slightly shown, and her admirable ass wasn’t hidden by the dress.

We went to my desk and, for around 2 hours, nonstop working on engineering problems. A lot of math was involved, and not much happened. It was like the situation with Kiera where we were working and I occasionally took some peaks at the beauty next to me.

After we finished up all but one set of problems (college is tough), we looked outside and noticed it was getting dark. I heard a nearby door slam shut and some footsteps walking away and I assumed it was Paige. I turned to Laney and asked, “Do you wanna order something? Otherwise, I’m going to make some sandwiches.”

Laney shrugged and said, “You choose, John.” I was lazy, so I grabbed my phone and ordered some DoorDash.

While the DoorDash was coming, we took a break and sat down on the couch. It was absolute silence until she piped up.

“Hey, John, can I request something of you?”

Confused, I looked at her and saw how serious she looked, so I nodded.

She pointed at me, then slowly moved her finger down… to my dick.

“I saw that thing was getting hard during our study session and was wondering if you needed to get it down.”

Seeing her face expression, I knew there was only one right option.