intriguess
sexual catalyst
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OOC sort of an romeo and juliet thing modernized and sexualized
I had been born hating him, and I had never met him. His parents were nouveau riche, the kind of people who won the lottery and invested wisely, but still had no class. My parents were not only old money but both believed in working for what they had. They both had doctoral degrees, and besides charity work had research staff.
It had been a miracle really, that his mom and mine were pregnant at same time, while my mom did it with stoic grace, his mom complained. So for my entire life I'd known of him, seen his picture and been told what an idiot he was.
Unfortunately he was also gorgeous, and from the rumours that flew around my all girls school an articulate gorgeous male.
I don't know why but I was drawn to him, my fantasies were always of him, regardless of who I dated it was his face I always saw. It made it frustrating for me as I could never go very far with a guy before I murmured his name or somehow screwed it up.
So here I was 23 about to pursue my Master's degree and still a virgin. I hadn't even planned on bumping into him, yet here I was awkward little shy smart girl faced with my dream guy and I could barely manage a sorry as I tried to disentangle myself, my simple sweater had got caught on one of his letter pins on his jacket.
I had been born hating him, and I had never met him. His parents were nouveau riche, the kind of people who won the lottery and invested wisely, but still had no class. My parents were not only old money but both believed in working for what they had. They both had doctoral degrees, and besides charity work had research staff.
It had been a miracle really, that his mom and mine were pregnant at same time, while my mom did it with stoic grace, his mom complained. So for my entire life I'd known of him, seen his picture and been told what an idiot he was.
Unfortunately he was also gorgeous, and from the rumours that flew around my all girls school an articulate gorgeous male.
I don't know why but I was drawn to him, my fantasies were always of him, regardless of who I dated it was his face I always saw. It made it frustrating for me as I could never go very far with a guy before I murmured his name or somehow screwed it up.
So here I was 23 about to pursue my Master's degree and still a virgin. I hadn't even planned on bumping into him, yet here I was awkward little shy smart girl faced with my dream guy and I could barely manage a sorry as I tried to disentangle myself, my simple sweater had got caught on one of his letter pins on his jacket.