John tries to escape

As the mass of teenagers ebbs John slung his back pack over one arm. The satchel lay over his erection. The strain was extremely painful. He rushed out the door. He then looked left and then right and then he saw Maria. This was a bad thing, since her beautiful young body made his erection even worse. He had long pined for this woman. “Happy belated birthday, Maria,” he cried. John knew Maria from the few classes they had together and he has been known to help her on more than one occasion to help her with a subject or two, but they were not really that close. The most platonic relation this side of the Atlantic. Not that John would not wish to be closer, she had nice personality and a great ass. John rushed down the stairs on the left and out into the frigid November winds. The icy weather relieved him of his pain. It also alerted him to his unzipped fly. John was relieved no one seemed to notice, before he could attempt to fix this problem. With great difficulty he stuff it back inside his pants. Unfortunately John’s penis refused to relax completely. John leaned against the door, the cold metal freezing his back.

John watched the cars leave the parking lot. Then, John noticed one of the cars had not left and a figure was running back, heading back toward you. John fix his glasses, and as he did this he recognized the runner as Sarah Sorayama.

She was waving her arms and calling “John! John!
John...Doe!” John and she were not close but she was his lab partner, thus you wait for her. She finally reaches you. “John, I’m so glad your here. My car just completely died. Can I ,please, bum a ride from you?”

John looked into her deep soft green eyes. The sent of lavender drifts from her long black hair. A thought, new to you, enters your mind and as it does once again the serpent is awakened.