Jump her

Unable to restrain yourself any longer you charge headlong into the dark room towards your prey.

Tara spins around at all the noise you're making, just in time to see your large figure coming right at her.

Somehow she manage to dodge the full **** of your attack, much like a drunken brawler that's just too unpredictable to land a blow on. Still you both come crashing right down on top of her makeshift bed, shattering the chairs under your weight while the dirty old matress just barely cushion your fall.

You both roll around on top of the shambles, in a mess of limbs and bared skin where you find yourself struggling to get the upper hand. It's not that she's particularly strong or even fast, but somehow she's always where you least expect her.

And then it strikes you that she isn't really fighting for her life here. A bubbling laughter rising in her throat makes you all the more certain, and you wonder if she's mistaken you for one of her friends.

Rolling around with her sexy body on the floor is getting you seriously turned on though, and at some point she must notice that you're not quite like the other celebreties on the campus.