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"Ok, so I'll make you a promise. If I ever find myself attracted to a girl so much that I think something might happen, I'll tell you. And we can take care of it with each other. But I won't ever cheat on you. I'm not your previous guy." I smile at you.
 
I blush and nod. "Okay," I say from behind my scarf. I leaned my head against your shoulder with a happy sigh.
 
I laugh as well and pull my scarf down a little bit, exposing my warm, red cheeks. "I will," I admit shyly.
 
I nod and we walk home, still avoiding the bar.

When we get home, I take off my scarf and loop it around your neck and pull you to me. "Mine," I growl before kissing you fiercely, pressing you up against the door.
 
I take you to bed and make love to you all night, taking breaks only to chat with you and take the occasional nap. Two days later, you are on campus when I call you in the middle of the day.
 
"Hey," I say. "Got your outfit for tonight? We are expecting big crowds by 7. Fall fling is a big party," I say.
 
I smile. "I sure do, love," I say. "Most of my sorority sisters will be there, just a quick question: am I allowed to wear my letters?"
 
"Alright baby," I say. "See you tonight. Oh, you might bring some extra large trash bags, if you can. We'll need them."
 
"Thanks baby," I say and get off the phone. I spend the afternoon preparing and the crowd begins rolling in early. Kaylee shows up in tiny black shorts and a tank top that reveals her stomach each time she moves her arms. Riley wears a mini dress that is barely more than a nightie. The waitresses all wear tiny khaki shorts with no back pockets and referee striped tops with no sleeves that button low on their chests. The party has begun and the next three days will be wild as always.
 
I show up, carrying the extra large trash bags, wearing a crop shirt with my sorority letters on it, my hair in a messy ponytail, and shorts that look scarcely big enough to be more than panties, with no pockets whatsoever. I smile at Kaylee politely and whistle playfully at Riley before coming up to you, giving you the trash bags and a kiss. "Hello, sweetie," I say.
 
"Hey you," I say, wrapping my arm around you as you kiss me. I look you up and down and want to devour you. "You look hot," I whisper so that you can hear me away from the crowd noise.
 
"Well I'm pretty sure Don is taken. But you and Riley..." my voice trails off and I give you a mischievous look.
 
"You're mine," I purr, tugging on your shirt collar. "I don't share very well, baby." I kiss your cheek. "I'm going to go work," I inform you. I turn and walk over to the hostess stand, giggling with Riley.
 
I watch you two giggling and chatting and think you are both hot as can be tonight before going back to work. The night is busy and without incident. Even Scott does a good job and I decide to kick him an extra tip share if you girls all agree. I remain busy throughout the evening, taking breaks only when I fill in for Don at the bar.
 
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