The Rising

It has been a long time. You anxiously squirm in your seat, trying hard to think about things that do not pertain to sex, but it's no use. As your teacher drones on, it only becomes harder and harder to keep your eyes off of the people that you call friends. If they knew just how much you were hurting to bend them over the nearest desk and fuck them raw, you doubt they would still find themselves comfortable in your company. You can't really blame them, honestly.

Senior year in high school has been extremely hard for you, as you haven't had a taste of the female gender for over three years. It had been quite catastrophic, because that bitch you had been with had almost ruined your reputation. You had struggled for a while, dealing with a lot of problems she had planted specially for you, but had fought your way into the clear. It's too bad that people didn't know just how bad she was at carnal activities. It still amuses you that such a hot girl could suck so much at... well, sucking.

In the time that has passed since your little rendevouz, you have become a greater man. You have worked out obsessively and tried to tone down on your shyness. All the while, playing to every girl's desires. It's amazing that you haven't gotten laid yet, with all the hormones buzzing around, but you know quite well why you had not. The last serious girlfriend you had was the type that saw sex as a type of necessary evil. And since one person's reproductive cycle no longer endangers the prosperous human population, it was not even a necessary one to her. And since she had broken up woth you (you think sometimes you may have been a bit forward in attempting to rip her shirt off), you found yourself wanting only her.

But that was all over. It was time to spread the seed.

You're not exactly superhuman, nor are you precisely Don Juan, but you have a good balance of intelligence, manipulation, charm, and physique to get most any girl into wanting you badly. You consider this to be the most effective way to nabbing a girl anybody could ever have.

You snap out of your reveries to a sudden silence. Your teacher has passed out the homework assignment, but has neglected to turn on the lights just yet. The dull orange-brown glow of the overhead projector, mixed with the relative silence of the classroom, makes you feel exceedingly apathetic. You lay your black hair down on your forearms and close your eyes.

Too soon, the bell rings and your class is dismissed for second period.

While you exit your classroom into the suddenly boisterous corridors of your high school, your mind quickly begins processing your possible choices in fuck buddies. The way you figure it, you could get in good with most anybody (worth the effort, at any rate), but three girls stand out in your memories, for a variety of purposes.

The taste of is one that you have always found satisfactory. You think back to that vile wench that had attempted to ruin your life by spreading your darkest secrets to all the wrong people, the exotic beauty Lizzy. Her name is really Elizabeth, but nobody has called her that since she was in the third grade. She is one-quarter Asian, and you know this because she would never allow you to forget a single factoid about her background or habits, and it showed in the delicate curvature of her facial features. However, unlike most other Oriental chicks, she was looser than a full-sized diving suit on a midget. She also couldn't suck properly if she used a vaccuum cleaner, and her hands were so clumsy that you found yourself wondering why she hadn't accidentally killed herself years before. It seems that all of these bad traits are only applicable to sex, s nobody in public would ever guess that she was any less than superb in the sack. One thing that she had going for her was her ass, but even then it was a tad large for her frame. A couple of things that work for her are her face, despite the excess eyebrow problem she has. She also is physically fit and has lustrous black hair and clear green eyes. Its probably her eyes and thick web of lies that keeps most people in the illusion that she is purely innocent and saintly. What most people didn't know about Lizzy was that she had a bondage fetish and a disposition so utterly repulsive that you sometimes find it hard to keep your lunch down when you remember all of the things she said about her so-called "friends" whenever they weren't around to hear it. You think you might have a plan to earn some recompense for your pains in living under her influence for nearly one whole year.

Then again, you also have a romantic streak embedded somewhere in you. The thought of actually getting into an honest relationship isn't an unwelcome one. Not only is there the absence of constantly second-guessing one's self, there is also the free sex. At least, when things progress far enough. One candidate you have deemed worthy is a girl who has a very personable demeanor, named Laila. She has a slight build, a tight ass, and perky breasts. Her chestnut brown hair reaches down to the middle of her back, and her deep brown eyes dance playfully at any given time of the day. She has an air of innocence surrounding her, but you get the impression that she knows how to cut loose when the time calls for it. She has almost boundless compassion, a great sense of humor, and she seems to be almost completely enamored with you. All of these things are qualities that you find extremely attractive in a girl.

The one thought that comes to mind that almost rivals your plans for Elizabeth in pure evil are the plans that you have for your last girlfriend. You believe that with a solidly "pure" act and a good run of courtesy, you could land in her good graces. Her name is Eve, and is of a racial subculture that you find quite appealing. She is half-Peruvian, but looks almost purely Hispanic. She has dark hair that she dyes according to her mood and eyes that most would attempt to categorize as hazel. However, their true color lies closer to that of molten gold, and were probably the deciding factors in your decision to pursue her in the first place. She inarguably also has the greatest ass in the entire senior class, and possibly the school. It is directly above her legs and is shaped in a way that proves intelligent design absolutely correct. Or, it might just be the coincidental and convenient result of exceptional breeding and fantastic chance. In any case, it draws most of your attention in any one school day, its small, round, tight package swaying from side to side as she nonchalantly strides to her next class. You doubt she even knows about how great it is. Her tits are also pretty acceptable for her size, which is a modest five foot-three inches. She weighs ninety-three pounds and practices the martial art of tae kwon do, which really doesn't leave her with much room to be obtain any fat. Almost as appealing about her is her flawless skin and facial features and gorgeous smile; it could melt the heart of even the most stoic bastard in the world.

Your most obvious plan is to take her down from her pedestal and give her a hands-on lesson in the primal nature of human beings. The very removal of her purity is vile enough of an act that most Christian bible thumpers would be after you if they ever got wind of it. Seriously, she even wears an abstinence ring!

You finally reach your much-too-small locker, throw your materials in it, and shut it quickly. You hurry off to attempt to find one of your marks and make up your mind.

Of course, you could always just pick a different girl...