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This story starts with me in my first class with Prof. Harrison. I am in my third year of collage. While in class, I start daydreaming about Michelle, which is setting the next row over and two chairs up. She is the girl of my dreams. I have wanted her ever since she started going to collage here two months ago. She is so very beautiful. Michelle is a twenty-one year old white female with olive skin. She is five feet nine inches tall and is 120 pounds. She has straight, flat, silky, soft, platinum blonde hair to her ass and sparkly light-blue eyes. She has very long arms and legs. Her ass is small, firm soft, and shaped like a heart. Her stats are 36C+/28/33.
Now let me describe myself to you. My name is Jordan. I am a twenty-one year old white male. I am five feet ten inches tall and 150 pounds. I have straight, flat, silky, golden blonde hair to my shoulders (in back only) and dark-blue eyes. I have very long arms and legs. I have medium-size and firm ass. My dick is eight inches long by two inches wide.
Most females almost throw themselves at me but Michelle acts as if she doesn't even know I exist. She is a Cheerleader. There is a basketball game, which she is going to cheer at tonight. Therefore, she is wearing her cheerleading uniform. Her uniform is tight, sleeveless, very low-cut top (front and back), and the skirt only goes halfway down her thighs. It has a small team logo (Cheetah) in the upper left corner of the top. The team colors are maroon, jet-black and white. The skirt is maroon, black and white vertical stripes. The top has a diagonal three-inch white stripe from the upper right corner to the lower left corner. Above the white stripe is maroon and below is black. She looks very hot and sexy in her cheerleading outfit.
This is our last class of the day. The bell rings ending this class. I get my stuff and leave, going back to my dorm room. Michelle gets her stuff and leaves as well. What I don't see is that she follows me. She follows me all the way back to my room. When I get to my room, I go inside and put my stuff on the floor by the bed. Then I hear my door open and I turn around to see whom it is that is coming in. I see Michelle come into my room. "Hi Michelle. What do you want?"
"Hi Jordan. I have noticed you looking at me. I can tell you want me. Why haven't you ask me out?"
"I do want you a lot. You are very beautiful. Will you be my girl friend?"
"Yes, Jordan I will be your girl friend. If you do one thing for me."
"Sure. What is it?"