Back To School

While the outside of the house looks like a condemned building, the inside is a whole different story. The entire interior looks like exactly like a frat house, specifically a frat house after a huge rager. Off to one side is a ping pong table with beer pong cups still lined up to the other side is a worn leather couch, more scattered red cups, and shot glasses, quarters, and from the shape and smell, a half packed bong. To the back toward the stairs is a keg in a metal tub of melted ice water. You look around but still see no one, so you make your way up the stairs.

On the second floor you see a bunch of doors, clearly made out to be bedrooms, you groan at the thought of having to check each and every one. However before you begin to start the search you notice that the door all the way at the end of the hall has something on the floor.

You walk over to it, and you see a glass of water and an aspirin on the ground with a small sign that says Pick These Up!

Not one to argue with obvious signs you do just that and than kick the sign away as you than nudge the door and it opens to reveal , Penny. Spread out on the bed, looking to be asleep. She’s dressed in booty shorts, and a slightly worn tank top that has the local college emblazoned on the front. You can’t help but marvel as you move closer to her, taking a seat on the bed to get a closer look, and once you do, Penny suddenly yawns and opens her bleary eyes, for a minute looking briefly surprised, but she smiles at you with a lazy half smile

“Heeeey!” she says “I remember you, beer pong right? It came down to that last shot,me and my sorority sister flashed you,” she pauses and gives mock pout and says “ Yous till made the shot through, which was a surprise, usually these puppies could stop a bullet in its tracks.” she says with a giggle, giving her a tits squeeze for emphasis, which draw you attention back to her chest, and the realization that she is clearly not wearing a bra.

You somehow manage to keep your wits about her and move up up closer to her on the bed as you say “ It was luck trust me, I don’t know how I made the shot either, seeing as my eyes were…...not on the cup.”

She catches your meaning and gives you a little wink and says “ Your cute, too bad I passed out early or else we could have got to know each other better…” she trails off but the implication is obvious. She looks at the glass of water and the aspirin, and she says “ Is that for me?”

“Yep.” you say holding it out to her.

She takes it and quickly swallows the aspirin than drinks down than water as she smiles and “ Ah much better, thanks sweetie.” She than pats the bed urging you a bit closer as you scoot closer to her and she cuddles up next to you, you feel her tits pressing against your arm, feeling her nipples harden.

Despite the obvious signs, she seems to keep the conversation casual as she looks around and says “ Who’s bedroom did I pass out in?” She than pauses and arches a brow “ Oh my god, did I pass out in your bed? Party foul Penny!” she says with a laugh.

You realize that while she has some backstory clearly programmed into her, but she still doesn’t quite know who you are, or who your pretending to be in this scenario. You realize that you could be anyone...a student, a frat boy, even a teacher.”

You think for a minute and than decide on….