Your Next Appointment (Macy)

Leaving class you head to the basement; as students are filing out you see Amanda leave and it gives you a pang in your chest. You knew where she was headed and you knew whoever she was headed to had legal and moral high ground to make her do all sorts of things she might not want to do. It was true that only twenty four hours earlier you had taken her from “never seen a real penis” to “have some guy’s penis in my mouth” but a certain amount of jealousy let hypocrisy override common sense.

But you went to your appointment and soon forgot about everyone else when you saw Macy sitting on the table and giving you a sort of weak smile.

“Wow” you simply say as she sits there. The program had a strange set of etiquette to go along with it. Although the most honest statement you could give was “Wow, I’ve been watching you a long time and I’m so happy your legally mandated to fuck me” it wasn’t really fashionable to treat women your paired with like whores.

She smiles and says “I’m glad you’re happy” and stands up.

It’s true that Amanda’s innocence and Kayla’s body type might drive you wild. But objectively Macy was probably the hottest girls in the class. She had breasts that were probably like 34C if you had to guess, and she was pretty slim. Her waistline was definitely not what you would call wide.

If someone phoned up and asked you for an ideal person for a swimsuit calendar that would satisfy most American males, Macy would be it.