He runs into Lisa

"Ah ha," he said when he slipped round a tree and ran straight into Lisa. "My best friend, the girl with the blunts."

"As opposed to the guy with the troubles."

"Meaning?"

"I was doing my best not to listen to those assholes but they shouted so loud I couldn't help it. They expect you to set up some sort of streaming for them, as if anyone would pay to watch a bunch of jerks jerking off. Shit, they jerk off all the time and the only thing keeping them from going to jail for it is the coaches lying about it. Did you know they knocked a hole in the wall of the girls' dressing room?"

"Uh, no." But it did sound intriguing. If he could put a camera there, he could make some real money." He cut that thought off. He could make some real money until he went to jail for any number of crimes that could easily keep him in jail until he got his throat cut. Especially considering that all of those girls had rich parents who would like nothing better than to protect their precious daughters from the unclean hands of a poor kid.

"Well, they did, and then they shot their semen through it to hit girls on the other side. I mean, they could have just looked and nobody might have noticed but when you get hit by a couple of strings of semen, you can't exactly not notice."

"Yeah, I get that. But why am I in trouble?"

"You just volunteered to make them all rich and you're not going to be able to deliver."

"I didn't promise--"

"Don't tell me, tell them." She shook her head. "No, don't tell them. Because they would beat the shit out of you and I don't need that on my conscience. Do you want a toke, because you'll need it."

"Uh, no thanks. I appreciate the thoughts, though. I hadn't really considered how they'd feel when they find out how much guys make."

"Yeah? Maybe you should have thought of that before you decided to do it yourself. I mean, of all the dumb ideas."

"I was thinking more couples."

"Oh.... Oh, I hadn't thought of that. Do you... have girls lined up?"

"Some. Not as many as I'll need. Why. You interested?"

"Exactly how much money are we talking about here. Talk the big bucks and you might just get a chance to talk to the little tits." She pressed her little tits together creating something like a cleavage.

"I'll see what the numbers look like."

"Yeah, you do that. But I'm afraid you won't be around long enough to deliver. In fact, maybe I should give you a blowjob as a sort of early funeral present."

"Really?" He fumbled for his zipper.

"Oh, god, no. I was just kidding." Still, she was staring at his crotch.

"Gotta go or I'll miss class," he said. "See you Lisa. See you, little tits." He blew a kiss at her and tore off toward class.