When he wasn't in class, Zed had been in one of the library's private study rooms for the last week. He was in one now with a stack of text books on the far end of the table. His calculus text was out and he was scribbling down equations, his hands flying over a Texas Instruments graphing calculator.
Not something you would expect to see from the university's star quarterback who just had the best losing season of any quarterback in the history of college football. After one season he held the division record for passing yards and touchdowns in a single season. The losing season came from the team's defense, which sucked. Three-quarters of the defensive team didn't make the academic requirement, and got booted. No other team in the division could stand up to his offense. But his team had no defense.
The ironic part was that he was about to fall to the same fate. Zed was a smart guy, a borderline genius according to his IQ scores. But he had lacked academic discipline this past semester. Parties got a little out of hand when you're the most feared quarterback in college football. Late nights, liquor and wild women. A common enough story, it happened to plenty of people their first time living on their own.
Now Zed was behind, way behind. He'd gone to his professors, admitted his mistakes and asked for extensions. Most of them had been cooperative. They had seen his work ethic before the partying had taken over and were happy to give a kid a chance to redeem himself.
The only professor who hadn't been willing to help was his modern civ teacher. She had been unrelenting, her views on leniency for 'jock-straps' was well known. There was no way Zed could catch up with everything else and still get the paper done for modern civ, and that paper was worth a half of the grade. Even if he nailed everything else he'd still fail modern civ. That wouldn't do.
But Zed had a plan. You could work on the project with a partner. And he happened to know the smartest girl in the class, who he happened to know was done with the paper. They had chatted all year, sharing a number of core requirement classess. The chats had become less and less frequent as the school year went on and Zed made it to class less and less often. He had called her yesterday and set up this meeting. Now he just needed to convince her that she should put his name on her paper.
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Zed will try and talk her into pputting his name on the paper. He'll offer her season tickets to the next year's football season, to be her personal trainer, and finally to be her slave for the rest of the semester, when he wasn't studying. He thinks she'll ask him to carry books and move furniture and show him off to her friends, hell, maybe even embarass him a bit.
She decides she wants a sex slave for the rest of the school year, someone to do all the naughty things she's been reading about. I'm not looking for a dominant, or to be punished or humiliated. More like sex, whenever she wants, whatever she wants.
PM if interested and we can chat up some ideas.
Not something you would expect to see from the university's star quarterback who just had the best losing season of any quarterback in the history of college football. After one season he held the division record for passing yards and touchdowns in a single season. The losing season came from the team's defense, which sucked. Three-quarters of the defensive team didn't make the academic requirement, and got booted. No other team in the division could stand up to his offense. But his team had no defense.
The ironic part was that he was about to fall to the same fate. Zed was a smart guy, a borderline genius according to his IQ scores. But he had lacked academic discipline this past semester. Parties got a little out of hand when you're the most feared quarterback in college football. Late nights, liquor and wild women. A common enough story, it happened to plenty of people their first time living on their own.
Now Zed was behind, way behind. He'd gone to his professors, admitted his mistakes and asked for extensions. Most of them had been cooperative. They had seen his work ethic before the partying had taken over and were happy to give a kid a chance to redeem himself.
The only professor who hadn't been willing to help was his modern civ teacher. She had been unrelenting, her views on leniency for 'jock-straps' was well known. There was no way Zed could catch up with everything else and still get the paper done for modern civ, and that paper was worth a half of the grade. Even if he nailed everything else he'd still fail modern civ. That wouldn't do.
But Zed had a plan. You could work on the project with a partner. And he happened to know the smartest girl in the class, who he happened to know was done with the paper. They had chatted all year, sharing a number of core requirement classess. The chats had become less and less frequent as the school year went on and Zed made it to class less and less often. He had called her yesterday and set up this meeting. Now he just needed to convince her that she should put his name on her paper.
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Zed will try and talk her into pputting his name on the paper. He'll offer her season tickets to the next year's football season, to be her personal trainer, and finally to be her slave for the rest of the semester, when he wasn't studying. He thinks she'll ask him to carry books and move furniture and show him off to her friends, hell, maybe even embarass him a bit.
She decides she wants a sex slave for the rest of the school year, someone to do all the naughty things she's been reading about. I'm not looking for a dominant, or to be punished or humiliated. More like sex, whenever she wants, whatever she wants.
PM if interested and we can chat up some ideas.
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