It's Friday afternoon and snowing on the college campus. Kerri (27 yrs.) is a former "gents" magazine "Sex kitten of the month" (38-24-36). She parks her black, 4-door Mazda, sports car, outside the gym.
Kerri wears a white wool sweater with no bra on underneath. Her huge areoles and nipples are visible. Her sandy-blonde hair is tied into a ponytail who wears dark red lipstick. Both of her enormous tits jiggle as she reaches over to turn up the car heat.
The out-of-town athlete bus pulls into the gym parking lot. Kerri watches the wrestlers step off before their competition. Tate (20 yrs.) stands at 5'8" who weighs 157 lbs. He's a champion who carries his sport bag over his shoulder. Those tight Levi jeans show off his round buttocks. His bushy red hair is squashed under the stocking cap.
She whispers, "Win or lose Tate. It's your lucky night."
Inside the locker room. Tate had lost his wrestling match and isn't happy about it. He steps onto the weight machine naked. His bushy red hair stands up, but his sweaty bangs, stick to his forehead. He steps off of the machine and walks over to his locker.
His iPhone vibrates and he hears it. He sits on the bench and reaches over to grab the phone from his sport bag pocket.
Tate: Yeah.!
Kerri: Hey Tate, sorry about your loss.
Tate: How'd you know Kris? I just stepped off the mat. Thought you weren't talking to me.
Kerri: I'm Kerri.
Tate: Kerri? I'm sorry, you sound like my girlfriend.
Kerri: I sent you my magazine layout pictures.
Tate: Oh shit, that's right. Kris saw them and she's not speaking to me.
Kerri: Did you like my spread?
Tate: Hell yeah, I did. But why? A beautiful woman like you sending that to me.
Before Kerri answers him. The phone is cutoff. He smiles and quickly shoves it back into the sport bag. His hand grabs a towel who stands up and heads toward the showers.
He says, "She has fake tits anyway."
Outside the gym. Tate walks to the bus carrying his sport bag over his shoulder. His stocking cap covers his thick, red hair. Kerri's sport car drives up and does a U-turn right in front of him. She stops and honks the horn. Her window rolls down.
