Bookworm Goddess

[Tie of Hope]

Bored witless, so here you are, your typical S&M Thread.

Name: Kirsten Doyle
Age: 19 (Sophmore in College, she's a smart girl)
Description: Unknowingly to Kirsten, she's got a body that quite a number of people would kill over. The teen holds a particular sense of dignity around herself, with straight, shoulder length blonde hair and friendly hazel eyes. She has a soft, baby white skin complexion. The girl's got curves, beautiful C+ cups and an ass that generally makes foot ball players run into the water boy out on the field. None the less, her head seems to be stuck in the books. She rarely drinks or parties, the very reason she's very recently started exploring those limits. She doesn't take things too fast, she's got street smarts that, for once, she didn't get out of a book. Kirsten is quite a independant, stubborn individual, and a few guys at her Co-ed have been dying to see someone finally introduce the book-worm goddess to the real world, by force preferrably.
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Everyone knew Kirsten Doyle. Every guy who had eyes and could stare at least. The pretty, well-to-do business girl was sure to end up on a list of top ten most successful college graduates. But more than everyone knew that the girl was a stiff. Smoking...not her thing. Dating...didn't float well with her. Parties...out of the question. Sex...forget about it. The girl was well bent on gettign through college and out in the world as a somebody. Little did she know, the world was starting to turn into a 'You'll be a somebody--if you give it up' world. She liked to look at it as a ton of oppertunities open to a friendly, smart, intelligent girl like herself. Heh, yeah right.

Kirsten had been acknowledging what she was doing. She'd been wearing those sexy short skirts and business jackets, tight enough to show cleavage and halt the drumline at practice when she walked by. She was teasing, ever since a few guys had brought up the subject of dating, just to piss them off. Kirsten had no intentions of endangering herself, just a harmless case of 'Look all you want, but don't touch' spreading around to give them something to remember. That was the very reason she was unsure how she'd even became friends with her party animal counter part, Courtney. The dark haired, wild-thing of a girl had insisted that she come to a on campus party. Sure, some of the cuter teachers would be chaperoning, but they were pretty much considered students as well. A night to let her hair down and 'not be square'. Kirsten had the greatest idea to lose that kind, book wormish apparel for a while and be a wild thin like Courtney...tease enough to get them begging and then leave for the night and retire to her dorm. Easy enough.

So Kirsten had set her books down for the night, slipped on a short, hot red, dress, with small strings holding it up, let her hair out of that tight, smooth bun, slipped on some red high heals and taken her purse with her to the on campus party in the Recreation dorm. It was packed, but she had no problem getting in. It was also a little surprising how the Rec. Dorm had been changed from nice to naughty. A bar was opened, selling acholic beverages, loud music, flashing lights, all that jazz. She made her way through the crowd, sitting at the bar, just watching, for now. Sure enough, a number of people stopped by to tell her about things, the back rooms that couples were entering, the pool set up, the dancing. It was fun just sitting there, but more than obvious she was tense.

"Calm down, Kirsten. This should be a night to remember."

 

[LightningStud]

Jake's lucky night...

OOC: That pic is fucking hilarious!!! Is that a kitty with a sniper rifle?
IC: Jake "Izzy" Hammett was tall, with bluish eyes, a pair of rings in his left ear and a smattering of facial hair. A dedicated metalhead, Jake had until recently worn his hair long, but cut it to a more manageable length because it had been getting snagged in the tuning pegs of his guitar. Even those on campus who didn't know him had heard of him, and those who had never heard of him had probably been witness to one of his annonymous stunts around campus...most recently, the trashing of the dean's office. Joanah Laurence, the college dean, was hugeley unpopular with most of the students, and Jake had almost no fear of retribution for that annonymous homemade bomb he tossed through Mr. Laurence's office window. Nobody had been injured, but according to Jake, that wasn't his intent. It was a clear sign of how much the staff and students hated Mr. Laurence that they had done nothing to punish Jake.

Despite his violent pranks, Jake was generally known as a funloving and honest guy, always up for a party or a trip to a metal concert, when music or his schoolwork didn't get in the way, which was occasionally. Jake had shown up at this part looking for a good time, but this was a pleasant surprise. Who should be sitting together at the bar but Kirsten Doyle and her friend Courtney, whom he had recently fucked. Licking his lips at the thought of another hit at Courtney's cunt, Jake strode over and sidled up between them. "Evening, laides"

 

[Tie of Hope]

"Hey there, sexy.." The blonde's friend, Courtney said in a joking tone, leaning back against the bar. Courtney was, undoubtfully, a blond at heart...and the schools best known sleep around--a new guy for every week. No doubt, Courtney never stayed serious with one, her airy, light hearted personality seeming to make her an easy girl. But none the less, she loved cat and mouse, hard to get, and never gave in without a fight. Sometimes Kirsten really didn't know why she even bothered being friends with her. It seemed opposites attracted. Kirsten passed a oddly suspecious look to Jake. She knew who he was, the guy who'd practically destroyed Mr. Laurence's office. It was funny, even for her, because even she didn't like the man, but still, as Kirsten would put it 'an act of unorderly conduct'.

"You know Kirsten, right?" The brunette said slyly, slipping around to the side of her friend and motioning to her. With a small smirk, Kirsten shook her head. Courtney was always trying to get her to hook up with someone, anyone if at all. It didn't matter really to her if it was the guy she'd slept with last night, one of the professors, or the geek from the normie dorm. Courtney had made it her goal since the younger girl had came to the college.

"Well she's single.." She said in a sing song voice, grinning toward Jake before disappearing off into the crowd. Kirsten shook her head, rollign her eyes with a small grin set across her pretty features. True, anyone who'd seen her earlier that day, dressed in a nice business outfit, her blond hair pulled back into a bun with a smooth, firm look to her, they might have died at the current appearance of the girl. She was, for lack of a better word, drop dead gorgeous. Her hair was not it's straight normalness, but small wavy curls framing her face, plending well with her red makeup and dress.

"She's a nut, really. Your Jake Hammett, right?" She said quietly, looking over to him curiously.

 

[LightningStud]

"Yeah, of course I am...you've heard of me then?"

For Jake, this was turning out almost better than he'd expected. Now that he thought about it, he didn't really expect Courtney to come back for seconds, did he? But this new girl...as was his habit when thinking, Jake fell to flicking his earring. "Now that I think about it, you seem kind of familiar...what did you say your name was?"

 

[Tie of Hope]

"Doyle. Kirsten Doyle." She said quietly, glancing off into the crowd, expecting to see her brunette friend reappear once more. Just where was she, anyway? She scanned the crowds absentmindedly, feeling just a little awkward in the presense of Jake. None the less, not spotting Courtney, she looked back to him curiously. Raising a hand, brushing aside a few long, curly blonde strands, she offered him a friendly smile. Just what was he thinking about? Kirsten wondered. Courtney reappeared once more, for a second before she was off again.

"Hey Kirsten, Joey and I will be out back, m'kay?" Rolling her eyes, she watched as the girl wandered off with Joey. Courtney was a pain sometimes. She glanced back to Jake.

"So..."

 

[LightningStud]

Well, thought Jake, this should be interesting...wait a minute...Doyle...Doyle...
Jake swirled the ice in the bottom of his glass for a moment, still staring at Kirsten, then let out a long, protracted "Ohhhhhhhh....."
"Sure, I've seen you before...I just didnt recognize you with your hair down." Jake paused for a moment, then:
"Not that it's any of my business, but why the sudden change?'

 

[Tie of Hope]

((Oh, by the way, yep, the pic is a kitty with a sniper rifle. ))

Kirsten smile, somewhat amused. Well, sure, for once her hair wasn't left straight, or pulled back in a bun. The teen rarely wore any make-up other than lipstick, so the red eye shadow and short red dress might have made her look like a totally different girl. Though all in all, it was Courtney's idea. So Kirsten had went along with it, and saw no problem with telling the truth. Maybe it was her own bit of curiousity with her limits as well, and it seemed to sound better than 'Oh, it was all Courtney's idea..' She'd like to take the credit for her own actions for once, and not pin all of her mess-ups or single actions on Courtney, who tended to make enough of her own for attention anyway.

"Well, I guess I just got a bit curious, that's all. It's a nice change from business suits though..."

 

[LightningStud]

"It's a nice change from business suits, though" said Kirsten

"Well it certainly looks nice from where I'm standing," murmured Jake, almost to himself, with a subtle lick of his lips. Suddenly he grinned and seemed to come back to himself.
"So I take it Courtey told you about me?''

 

[Tie of Hope]

"Yep, she did." In an elaborate, detailed description that she knows would make me go after her with a knife... The thought of Courtney's described 'wild night' with Jake made her wonder. But he seemed like a nice enough guy..maybe Courtney was just being her regular, play-all-day blonde self. She tended to do things just to bug Kristen. Absentmindedly she scanned over Jake's figure before centering her gaze back on his face. He was cute, yep, but she was perhaps a bit more concentrated on getting out of college for now.

"It's nice to just talk for a while, without including anything that really has to do with school, y'know?" She said, leaning back against the counter top of the bar behind her, crossing her legs and letting that short red skirt inch up just a little. Kirsten knew what she was doing, when was there ever a time she didn't. Still smiling quite innocently, she passed a glance to Jake.

 

[LightningStud]

"It's nice to just talk for a while, without including anything that really has to do with school, y'know?"

"God, you can say that again," muttered Jake, downing the last of his Screwdriver and picking up another from the bartender. "Nice panties, by the way," he said with a chuckle, indicating with his glass toward Kirsten's exposed regions. "They really suit you."

 

[LightningStud]

"It's just nice to talk for awhile without including anything to do with school, yknow?"

"God, you can say that again," muttered Jake, downing the last of his screwdriver and picking up another from the bartender. "Nice panties, by the way," he said, gesturing with his glass at Kirsten's exposed regions. "They really suit you...anyway, where were we?" Said Jake with a glint in his eye.