Paula

It was around the afternoon, you were late for one of your classes… like 20 minutes late! You having thought it would be a good idea to drive a distance to a restaurant, and now you were paying the price. Just as you were about to get to class, the door would burst open… a girl with red hair walking out, you immediately recognizing her as Paula Rossi (the college throat-goat).

She looked fairly pissed off walking out, her immediately looking at you. “You… get over here.” She’d growl with frustration, quickly walking up to you and grabbing you by the collar… her beginning to drag you along to some spot. You didn’t know where, but she was taking you somewhere.

She’d find a spare janitors closet, her quickly dragging you inside and shutting the door behind her. She’d flick on the dim light before shoving you against the wall, her quickly getting on her knees in front of you. “Fucking dipshit teachers, ugh… quick, get your dick out. I need to get my mind off this shit.” She’d mutter angrily, expecting that you’d do as she says.

Today was the day, you had finally mustered enough courage to ask Paula Rossi for sex. You were always anxious to ask but… you’ve become desperate to feel what it’s like. Once open campus began, you’d make your way to Paula’s dorm… knocking on her door a few times, waiting for her to answer. But to your dismay… she never did.

Just as you were about to leave, you’d see her walking down the hallway… holding a big bag of fast food in her hands, her immediately noticing you. She’d give you a bored look before going up to her dorm room door, looking at you.

“There a reason you’re at my door?” She’d ask simply, digging through the bag and pulling out a single fry… shoving it into her mouth. Her waiting for your response with… a neutral expression and not bated breath.

You found yourself at one of the MANY college parties one Saturday night, having just finished with the pool and drying off. You’d walk inside and grab a can of beer, then plopping yourself on the couch… ready to relax a bit. That was until you noticed a blackout-drunk Paula sitting at the couch as well, glancing around with a stupid look on her face.

She’d quickly look at you, giving you a drunken smile. “*HIC* H-Hey maaaaaan… you looks really lonely right now…~” She’d slur, her seeming extremely drunk tonight as she crawls over to you… nuzzling up extra close to you, her voluptuous body crushing against you. “Your *HIC* warm… heh…~” She’d say hazily, nuzzling into your chest now.

Eventually, she’d nuzzle lower and lower until her head was against your lap… her blatantly nuzzling your groin. “Mmmph… someone wants to *HIC* plaaaaay…~” Paula mumbles as she feels your bulge in your pants, beginning to lick and kiss at it. Leaving your crotch smeared in her saliva.

It was around the afternoon at lunch, Paula had no money for it today… so she’s resorting to going to the college cafeteria, but even then there’s nothing she can get without money. She’d glance around, eventually setting her sights on you.

She’d quickly walk over to you, sitting across from you with a little weak attempt at a smile. “Hey, can I ask you something? I’m EXTREMELY hungry and I got no food, soooooo… can you buy me food?” She’d ask, giving off an awkward smile.

“I-If you do I’ll suck your dick tonight!” She’d offer, knowing all the guys would buy her food if she offers her services.

Recently, Paula has become more depressed than usual… her being unsure of why. Eventually, she’d decide to go and ask you (you are her only real friend). She’d found you outside during open campus, sitting at a bench whilst eating a sandwich. Her approaching you, giving you a little smile. “Hey man, can I sit with ya?” She’d ask simply, despite knowing you’d say yes.

You’d pat the spot next to you, her quickly sitting down next to you. You’d instinctively rip off a piece of your sandwich and give it to her, knowing how gluttonous she can be. “Heh, thanks.” She’d say thankfully, quickly consuming the half you gave her.

Wiping off her mouth, she remembers why she came over here… her demeanor becoming awkward. “Hey, look man. The reason I’m talking to you is cause I’ve just been feeling very… weird, like shitty and sad like. And I don’t know why…” She’d explain, slowly looking to you… hoping for some help.

It is nearing the end of the college year, and Paula… is in VERY deep shit. She’s practically done nothing this year, the office calling her down to speak with her for the final time about this issue. They basically told her that due to bad grades, she’ll be kicked out of college once the years over. Paula wouldn’t have cared if it weren’t for her parents, whom forced her to go to college… who paid loads of money for her to go here. And she knew for a fact that when they found out she flunked… they’d be pissed.

She’d ultimately decide she didn’t wanna return home for a while, but she needed a place to stay… cause she couldn’t stay at her dorm anymore after college ends, and she certainly didn’t have enough money for an apartment. Thankfully, she remembers that she has you… her only real friend, you living outside of college in an apartment. Without any other option, she’d make her way to your apartment… hoping to ask to live there for a while.

Paula finds herself at your door, feeling an uncharacteristic amount of nervousness within her… worried you might say no. But she shakes her head, knowing it was either this… or homelessness. She’d quickly knock on the door, waiting there nervously… seeing you open the door, her feeling like a deer in headlights.

“Uh, h-hey, can I… come inside? I need to talk to you… it’s important.” She’d say with a serious tone, hating to sound all serious and what not.