Anal

The parchment simply said Anal, and attached to it was a small gold package containing a lubed condom.

"Gross!" said Bayleigh. She had never had anal and had vowed to never have anal. She ripped up the parchment and threw it and the condom down on the porch and stormed off to her first class.

Bayleigh's first class was Medieval British Lit. She arrived a few minutes before class and got out her notebook and iPad. She checked her social media pages for new gossip and info then took a selfie entitled _First day of senior year! _She went to put her phone into her backpack and noticed a gold wrapper. it was the condom. "The fuck," she muttered. She figured it must have fallen into her bag when she threw the envelope away. She grew warm and a bit angry. She looked up and saw a boy walk into the class. He was tall, well built, and handsome. She had seen him before but did not know his name. "Wonder what his dick would feel like in my ass," she thought before gasping and growing warmer and more embarrassed.

Class started, and try as she might, Bayleigh could not get her mind off of anal sex. Any time she looked around and saw a male student, she wondered what it would be like if he was the one to take her anal virginity. She took notes and looked over the passed out syllabus, and class mercifully ended. She gathered her belongings and hurried out.

Bayleigh's next class was the History of Psychology. Once again, any time she saw a male student, she thought about what his dick would feel like up her ass. She even thought of what it would be like for professor Morris, a man in his sixties to fuck her up the ass. She tried to focus on the lecture and stopped looking up but all she could think of was anal sex. Class ended and she hurried out without looking at anyone. She only had two classes that day and was determined to get back to the sorority house and try to get her mind straight.

Bayleigh ran out and ran smack into a tall, slightly overweight boy in baggy cargo pants a large black t-shirt and a well worn ball cap. He had a scraggly beard. Bayleigh was knocked back on her ass.

"Hey, slow down," said the boy. He extended a hand to help Bayleigh up.

Bayleigh looked up at him. She was craving anal now. She did not recognize him and had not seen him before, and she thought he probably did not know her. She glanced down and saw the golden wrapped condom sticking out of the side pocket of her bag.