Some dude
From Torg Adventure
The door opened and Bryan saw another man, probably a freshmen, standing there in a pair of jeans and a Pantera shirt. He thought that this must be the Heavy Metal floor. First a Korn T, now a Pantera.
“Yeah?” The guy said looking at the both of them.
Jasmine smiled and held out her hand, “Hi, I’m Jasmine, I’m the R.A. for the floor this year. Any trouble moving in?”
The guy shook his head as he looked the R.A. over, “Nah, no problems, babe.”
Jasmine’s brow furrowed at the last word, “Uh huh, that’s good. Well,” She fished out a pamphlet and gave it to the guy, “here’s the rules of the dorm. We’re all here to have fun. But if you decide to make it fun that’s outside of the guidelines pointed out in there, then make sure you don’t get caught. You get caught, it’s not just your ass, okay? It’s mine. You keep it quiet like and we all have fun, we all enjoy ourselves, and that’s what this is all about. Right?”
Bryan stood there for a second. This is her normal greeting. So then what…
“Yeah sure, no problem, babe. What are you doing tonight?” He said, leaning against the door frame looking Jasmine up and down. Bryan couldn’t fault him for his confidence.
Jasmine’s smile turned a bit frosty, “Nothing with you.” She glanced at Bryan for a second, “My boyfriend here is taking me out, aren’t you?” Jasmine said, looking him in the eye.
Bryan cleared his throat, “Yeah. Sure am. Haven’t seen nearly enough of her over the summer.”
The guy looked disappointed, “You…what?”
Which was exactly how he felt, though the sexy R.A. was looking at him gratefully and with promises to come. Or to cum perhaps.
Jasmine turned back to the guy, “If you need anything, just call my room number, okay?”
The guy mumbled 'Okay' and closed the door. Jasmine turned to her companion, a sly smile upon her lips. “And that is how I greeted everybody else on the floor.”
Bryan grinned at the red head, “Wow, so…I got the special greeting?"
Jasmine shrugged, “You could say that…or you could say it was lust at first sight. You looked at me as more than a piece of meat. You stared into my eyes…I kinda melt at that. I'm done with the floor. You want a tour of the campus? I can show you some really…*fun* spots. If you’re up to it.” she said with a wink.
Take the Tour? Or take a tour of her body?
