Divorced mom needs persuasion

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OOC: Looking for a strong male figure to help my conservative middle-aged mom discover her sexual identity.

Joan Brook: Age 45 - two sons (both away at college) - works in the book store of a local college. Has only been with one man in her life and he left her for another (younger) woman 5 years ago.
She is very conservative and sexually repressed although she is quite attractive (5'2" 115 lbs - short blonde hair - small but adequate breasts - very shapely legs).

??? : Male character - college student - persistent and possibly forceful (if necessary)

IC: Another busy day comes to an end and I lock up the bookstore. My car is parked across campus today and I make the walk, watching a young couple as the walk, hand-in-hand in front of me. Their potential all before them, I envy the innocent optimism that is reflected in their eyes.

Once, I too looked to the future with dreams of "living happily ever after" with my Prince Charming. But boy, did he turn out to be a frog !!!
 
Frank

I was new to the campus and didnt know my way around. I couldnt find anything, and at this hour most of the buildings were closed. I needed to ask for directions

I am a graduate student, 27, havijng spent the last 8 years in college and having no intention of ever going to work as long as I could extenf the rain of the GI Bill and the student grants and loans

I was looking for the housing office, and the administration building was closed. I needed a place to sleep and didnt have the money for a motel room. I supposed I would end up on a bench out in the campus, when suddenly on the walk a lady was walking in the oppisite direction toward me. She was a little older than me, probably faculty, so I decided why not, lets ask for help

"Hi I need help. I've just arrived here and am looking for the dorm office. They are supposed to be holding a room for me but I'm late. Can you help me?"
 
His voice startles me, my mind a million miles away wondering how my life had become such a mess. Shaking the cob-webs from my head, I try to regain my center of gravity.

"I'm sorry," I reply. "I was daydreaming...what did you say ?"

I turn to look at him and immediately feel strange. It's not something that I can describe...just a weird feeling. At first, I'm frightened, wondering why I'm reacting this way. And then my fear begins to melt into a curiosity...
 
another day at school

John: I am a College student starting another semester working on my bachelor degree. I returned to school after working for several years. I am 5'7" 145 lbs with dark brown hair and nicely trimmed moustache. I have a slim but athletic build from working outdoors and exercising.

I was thinking about my psych class as I reach my car. As I am unlocking the doors and stowing my books behind my seat, I see this older beautiful blonde haired women. I find myself admiring her as she walks down the sidewalk towards my car when it hits me. I saw her at the bookstore earlier in the day. she was helping a coworker unload books and I caught myself staring at her tight ass. I told myself I would come back and start up a conversation, when she wasn't so busy.

Just then I see a student walk up and start talking to her near the administration building. At the same time I receive a call on my cell phone. Since the weather is pleasant, I decide to lean againist the car and talk.
 
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