Lunch with Ali

After class Mark and Ali walked off campus to a popular coffee shop. He bought them both sandwiches and a drink and they settled onto a leather couch in a corner of the cafe.

“So how has your semester been going Ali” Mark began.

“Quieter than yours that’s for sure. I’ve been hanging with Tiffany and having a blast, but it’s been pretty dry in the guys department.”

“I’m sure you get tons of attention.” Mark objected.

“Oh I do but it’s all the wrong kind. The same douchebags and fuckboys that can be fun for a night but don’t give a shit about me. And the nice guys are all too shy to even talk to me.”

“Downside of being gorgeous I guess.” Mark said trying to make her feel better. They continued talking catching up on gossip, before Mark finally brought the conversation back around to Tiffany.

“Do you know how she’s feeling about this weekend? I haven’t seen her since the party.”

Ali paused considering her response. Before she could begin Mark interjected again. “I know she’s your best friend so you don’t have to break her confidence, but I care about her too and want to know how she’s feeling.”

“I think she’s confused. I know she had a great time in the moment, she basically gave me the blow by blow of everything when we got back from the party. But the next day… I don’t know.” Ali paused again and Mark just waited for her to continue.

“Like everyone thinks Tiff is perfect and above it all, but she has feelings too. Her and Travis broke up, then you too hooked up but you basically picked Winter over her, then this happened and she just doesn’t know what it means.”

“Wow I had not idea she felt that way. And I didn’t pick Winter over her. She was still not over Travis all the way and I could tell that. I was afraid that I was gonna be her rebound.” Mark replied.

“I think you need to tell her that Mark.”

“Thanks Ali. You are an incredible friend. Tiffany and I are both lucky to have you.”

Ali smiled and kissed his cheek before cuddling up next to him on the couch. “Thanks Mark that means a lot.”

They sat for a moment before Mark said “and if you’re ever feeling sexual frustrated from the fuckboys or nice guys give me a call. My tongue is at your service 24/7.”

Ali laughed out loud and punched him in the arm. “Nice way to ruin a moment Rodgers” she accused jokingly.

“Actually now that I think about it, you owe me for all this priceless girl intel.” She pulled out a notebook and pen and wrote:

I, Mark Rodgers, promise to give Ali Hamilton a night of nonstop oral worship with no sexual reciprocity required. Ali may summon me to deliver this service with as little as 30 minutes notice. I will perform oral sex as long as demanded for a 12 hour period, beginning at first lick.

Failure to comply will result in publicly embarrassing punishment to be determined by Ali.

Mark looked over the contract and pretended to consider, knowing that he was super down for this agreement and would easily have signed up for multiple sessions eating out the sexy sophomore. He signed saying “seems like a fair trade, use responsibility Ali.”

They chatted and finished lunch before going their separate ways, Mark determined to talk with Tiffany as soon as possible.