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She got dressed and hurried to class, getting there (as usual) just as
the teacher closed the door.  She quickly sat down in the back of the room,
hoping not to draw too much attention to herself.  After the first ten
minutes of boredom, she found herself getting drowsy...she hadn't gotten
much sleep these past few nights.  She began to doodle on her notes trying
to focus her slipping attentions on something...Anything!...to keep her
awake.  As her head suddenly jerked towards her desk she realized that
she was fighting a losing battle.  So she leaned her head against the wall
in resignation.  As she drifted in this in between world, she felt her
head slide slightly to the right...Mmmm...this was more comfortable...
Much more comfortable...wait a minute, Too comfortable!  She slowly realized
that she was resting her head on the shoulder of whoever was sitting
next to her!

*Uh-oh!*  She quickly forced herself awake and pretended that she had
leaned over to look at the watch she saw in front of her face.

"Umm...what time is it ?" she asked, looking up into a familar set of eyes.

Alan gave a bemused  smile as this sleepy eyed enchantress looked up at him.
"About 10:20, " he whispered, "you've only been sleeping on my shoulder for
20 minutes."    He smiled at the slow blush that covered her face as she
quickly turned away.  "Haven't been getting much sleep lately, huh?"
he asked with a touch of concern.

"No...not really," she mumbled.  "I've had a lot on my mind."

"Anything I can help with?" knowing her as he did, he already had a general
idea of what was wrong.  He had seen her around campus with someone that
she claimed was a cousin of hers...he knew better, as this co-called cousin
had attended his high school at one time.  And this 'cousin' who ahd been
so visible of late, had suddenly become conspicuously absent.  But unless
she brought it up, he wasn't going to say anything!

"Umm..Can we meet somewhere after class?" she asked.

"Hmm.." Now this was difficult.  He was supposed to meet one of the
university cheerleaders after class today.  She had come up to him after
yesterday's practice and asked him to stop by her room so she could
"design some _special_ cheers" for him.  He would have just brushed her
off, but she was one of the more shapely figures on the cheerleading
squad, and from the way she had approached him, he could tell that she
had more than 'cheering him on' on her mind...on the field that is!
He had to think a moment..."what about later this afternoon? I could
meet you before I go lifting."

"Sure," she answered. "About what time? Around 3:00?"

Alan grinned. She knew his schedule well.  "Ok, I'll see you around
3:00."

As the class ended, he rushed to get back to the dorms.

________________________________________________________________________________

As he knocked on Kelly's door, he could not help but wonder if her
dimensions were as perfect as he had heard.  He didn't have to wait long
for an answer. Kelly opened the door wearing a football jersey, and nothing
else, as was plainly visible.  Alan stared in appreciation as she motioned
him in, and locked the door.
"Are you ready to help me?" she asked.
Alan's mind sang out 'Oh YES, baby!'  but in keeping with his cool calm
and collect reputation, he just softly asked, "What exactly do you need
help with?"

"Well, whatever comes to mind!" she hesitantly offered. "After all they are
_your_ cheers.  What about starting with two high kicks and a roll?" As
she executed this, it was plainly evident that there was _nothing_ under
that jersey...that rather _thin_ jersey, as her pointed nipples were now
showing rather nicely!

Alan could feel himself getting excited watching her, but he let nothing
show on his face.

"Why don't you take off that hot sweater?" she asked. "I've already got the
heat on...just in case."

In case of what? he was tempted to ask, but complied with her request as
she came over to help.  Strange how his crotch seemed to be so much in
her way...he smiled, as he waited for her to resume her 'cheering.'

"Any suggestions?" she asked.

"Well," he thought about it, "what about a pike and a half turn?"

"Oooh  I _like_ that idea!" she said. "but I need to get to the proper
height to do it correctly. Could you lift me up?"

Alan reached for her, and gave a leg up. On the way up, his crotch again
seemed to be in her way. But the view once she was up was fabulous!
He cleared his throat "Kelly, I've changed my mind.  Why don't you do a
split and 'bump and grind?'"

She didn't answer at first, so he looked up at her...WOW! Came the stunning
realization that she had gotten rid of the jersey.  His eyes lingered on
her milky white skin which set off her blonde hair beautifully! As his
eyes traveled down to the luscious swell of her breasts, and her rosy pink
nipples, he realized that she had been quiet for some time. "Kelly..?"

"Just tryin to catch my breath," she answered. "It was a _long_  _hard_
climb _up_."

This was gettin to be a bit much for him, and he started to say something
about it.  But just then his attention wandered as she executed a perfect
split while holding onto his shoulders. This brought her blonde covered,
velvet lined, mound just below his line of vision. He held back a gasp as
he realized that she meant to finish his request right there.  As he felt
her already dewy hairs brush against him, he could hold back no longer,
and reached around to her shapely buttocks to hold her more firmly against
him. She slowly closed her long thin legs and slid down. She unsnapped
his jeans and kept going down, rubbing her body against him 'til his jeans
and briefs were in a tangled heap at his feet.  Then she slowly slid back
up and took his already erect member into her mouth.

Alan groaned in pleasure and dug his fingers into her blonde curls pulling
her closer to him, trying to control her motions so that he could hold out
longer.  Just when he was on the very verge,  she stopped.   He shook away
the fog in his head. "That was a rather interesting cheer, don't you think?"

Kelly smiled as she shook her firm breasts at him. "You ain' seen nothin
yet!  I like your idea though, but I think I can improve it.  Why don't you
lie across the bed so you can watch?"

Alan stepped readily to the bed, but she was there first and had him lay
on his back, so that he could 'see everything.'  Then she did another
perfect split over his face, situating herself so that she was directly
over his mouth, and waiting tongue.  He lapped away at the tartness of
her flowing juices. As he found her tight little clit, he began to strum
it with his tongue as though it were a guitar, and he it's melodious owner.
She shrieked in pleasure, and suddenly pulled away.  She gasped trying to
catch her breath, and then slid down his body until she was directly over
his member which was now rock-hard from excitement. "Oh what a beautiful
purple head you have, Alan!" she teased.
"All the better to fuck you with my dear!" He growled.

"Fuck? Now who said anything about fuck?" she teased, as she slowly slid
up and down across his length. Alan was moaning in pleasure, and soon was
begging her to finish him off.  But no such luck.  She kept teasing him
until he felt that he was ready to explode!
He tried again, "Please?! I'll do anything!"
 "ANYthing?"
"Yes! YES! ANYTHING!"
 "How about you just promise to obey my next request, whenever, and
  wherever I ask?"
"Ok, OK!  Whatever you want, just PLEASE?!"

At this she lifted up and slid down his now pulsing member.  He felt her
tightness open and close around him, and began to shake with pleasure.
She just smiled and increased her tempo until she was literally slamming
against him;his balls against her ass, and her breast bouncing with every
thrust. He couldn't take it any longer, and grabbed her to him as he
rolled over and began powerfully thrusting deeply into her body. After all
the teasing it didn't take too much for him to finish off and with a half
roar, he pumped his hot seed into her body.

A few minutes after he collapsed he turned and looked at her.  "That was
Awesome!" he said.  Then, as he studied her face, "You know, you are one
really special chick, why did you single me out?"

"Because you were the only one on the team that I hadn't got yet."

He was startled at her answer, just a second ago he had been considering
staying with this chick for a _while_ Maybe even Life!
[Take it easy people, he's a Guy, and a jock at that]

Maybe he had misunderstood what she meant.
"You mean that none of the other guys treated you right, Right?"

"Wrong."

Oh.  Maybe he _had_ heard her correctly the first time. "But Why?!"

"Like I said, you were the only one who never went after me. You didn't
seem to be interested...I had to get you."

"Oh."  Really intelligent sounding answer, he thought. "Well, I guess
I should be leaving?"

"Yes, I've got to meet someone to help me with a paper I have due for
class on Monday."

"Oh." There I go again, he thought. "Umm...well, if you ever want
anything..."

"Yeah." she answered.  "Close the door on the way out, I gotta get dressed."

********************************************************************************

As he made his way across campus, Alan could not help but feel slightly
confused.  She had wanted him, but now...Now what?  Oh well, he was running
late anyway.  Late for what though?  Oh no! He was supposed to meet Renee
at 3:00! He looked at his watch, 2:58, Shit! He began to run.

********************************************************************************

Alan arrived outside the gym at 3:02...He stopped to catch his breath
and then casually sauntered toward the building. As he approached the
steps, he saw Renee's long dark hair out of the corner of his eye. He
turned and saw her sitting near the base of a pedestal at the side of
the building.  She made a beautiful picture against the reds and golds
of the changing leaves, and the autumn sunlight sparked quietly copper
across her long straight hair. He stood there for a moment.  Then, as
her back was to him, he decided to sneak up on her.  As he reached out
to tap her shoulder, he was surprised to hear her quietly sobbing.

"Renee, what's wrong?" he asked concernedly.

"Nothing," she sniffed.

"Yeah...do you always get so upset about 'nuthin?'" he gently teased.
He sat down next to her and turned her towards him. "Now come on, and
tell me what's bothering you."

At first, sitting there with that determined little jut to her chin, it
seemed as though she hadn't even heard him speak. But she soon broke
down on his shoulder and between sobs told him the entire story...one
that he had heard before. It just seemed that Renee always had bad luck
with men.  It didn't make sense...she was a really good looking girl.
In fact, he had wanted her for the longest time, but as she'd never
seemed interested, he decided that they would be better off as friends.
But even though she trusted very few people, she always seemed to pick
the wrong ones to give her trust to.  Alan sighed as he held her.
"Renee," he tried to console her, "it wasn't meant to be. Someday you'll
find someone right for you."

"SOME day?!" At this, she started crying again.

Alan sighed again.  He just didn't seem to have a knack for words today.
"Ok, what I meant was that he is a jerk, and an asshole, and undeserving
of your mere attention.  You just made a mistake."

"Yes!" She agreed.  "A big mistake, one that I'll never make again!
Look at me!" she demanded. "Look what I look like, I look like shit!"

"Weelll..." Alan wasn't about to agree with _that_ statement!

"Go ahead. Say it!" she continued. "I look like shit!"

"Ummm...ok....I look like shit!" Alan responded.

Renee glared, and then started laughing...Alan knew her well...how to
cheer her up, as well as how to piss her off, as he had done on more than
one occasion!
"Ok, ok..." she conceded. "What I meant was, that I let myself go.  I
mean my body and everything, cuz it wasn't important to him.  I've gained
about 20 pounds!"

Alan was shocked..."Where?!"

"All over!" she answered.

Alan looked.  Scrutinied.  "Sorry, I can't see it."

"Well, it's there just the same." she said.

Alan switched back to his psychiatric mode. "Well, since it's there, and
you know about it, what do you intend to _do_ about it?"

She stopped to consider.  "I...I guess I'll have to start exercising or
something.  Can you help?"

"Well, sure.  I work out everyday. Have ta stay in shape for the team,
you know. But are you sure you can handle it?  Working out with me, I
mean? Cuz my workouts aren't easy."

Renee responded immediately. "Sure, whatever it takes. It'll help take
my mind off of _Him_ anyway."

"Ok, then let's start now cuz I'm already behind !" And with that Alan
was off to the locker room to change.

________________________________________________________________________________

An hour later, Renee wished she had never seen Alan that day, or that
she had never even _met_ him.  He was relentless! 'Higher!' he say, or
'More! C'mon you can do it!,'  No, she couldn't and she was tired of
telling him so, as he just smiled and kept going.  "That's what I get
for working out with a football player!" she muttered.  As she
jogged around the track after him, panting and wheezing for breath,
she felt like she was going to collapse.  In fact, she did.  But somehow
he caught her before she fell.

"There," he said, "we're all finished.  Now was that so bad?" he teased.

"Be glad that I'm too tired  to smack you for that, " she panted.

"Aw gee!  The thanks that I get for trying to help out a friend! Is
it _my_ fault that you're a _little_ out of shape?"

Alan grinned as she tried to take a playful swipe at him. Then he led
her downstairs.

"I'm gonna take a shower and then I'll meet you back here in about five
minutes, ok?" he asked.

"Umm...sure." Renee mumbled.

"What's wrong now?" he asked her. Then as he thought about it, "Oh.  I
guess you'd like to take one too... But you don't have anything with you
and all your stuff's in my locker."

"I know." she glumly responded.

"Well, can't you wait until you get home?" By the look on her face, Alan
knew even as he asked, that this was _not_ a good solution.  He thought
about the situation.  Well, it _was_ a holiday weekend...probably no one
would be around anyway. "Umm..." he hesitantly offered, "I s'pose I could
let you hang out in this locker room, no one should be here anyway."

"Sure. Whatever."  Renee was too tired to care at this point. She just
wanted to sit down somewhere!

Alan felt a bit sorry for her.  Maybe he _had_ pushed her a bit too much.
"Aw, c'mon cheer up," he said. "I'll even let you shower first!"

"Oh, the _ultimate_ sacrifice!" she grinned.  "Okay.  I _might_ even save
you some hot water!"

Alan smiled.  Now _this_ was the Renee he was used to! And he gave her a
slight hug as they walked into the locker room.

_____________________________________________________________________________

It was an hour later, and Alan, wearing a white towel around his waist,
was sitting in the steam room waiting for Renee to come out of the shower.
Her 'couple of minutes' was turning out to be quite a few! he reflected.
In fact, he was tired of waiting.  He went over to the shower and yelled
"Hey! C'mon, you're gonna turn into a fish if you stay in there much longer!"

"Almost done!" she trilled back.

Alan sighed...she had been 'almost done' for about a half hour now! He tried
again, "You got an humongous elephant in there with you too, or somethin'?"

"Well....no. Not exactly."

"HUH?!" Now wait a minute!  "What do you mean 'not exactly?'"

"I mean," she responded giggling, "that this elephant is just a little one..
compared to the one that's on your rear!"

All right, enough was enough! And with that thought in mind, Alan reached
for the towel hanging over the shower door and snatched it quickly.

"HEY! Give that back!" She yelled.

"Nope."

"But I _need_ it!"

"You don't need it unless you're coming out of there, right?"

"but I _am_ coming out!"

"Right _now_?"

"Yes, right now!  Now gimme back my towel!"

"Say Please."

"NO."

"Hmm...you must not really need your towel then."

"ALAN...!" she whined.

He was silent.

"Alan...?     I know you're out there, now GIMME MY TOWEL!"
Still no response.  "Ok," she sighed, "_please_ give me back
my towel."

Alan smiled and tossed one end of the towel over the shower door.

"Thanks for nothing, asshole!" Renee taunted as she snatched at the
towel.

Alan still had the other end of the towel in his hand, and as she
snatched it from him, it caught the top of the door pulling it slightly
ajar.  Renee didn't notice and turned back to the shower, adjusting the
spray.

A far cry from the 'disgusting-looking!' that  she had labelled
herself as being, that little  extra poundage had filled her out,
and added curves in all the right places.

Alan stared in amazement at the lovely creature he now saw before him.

Her dark curls hung to the small of her back, and she had a beautifully
rounded derriere. Water droplets glistened and sparkled, looking like
jewels against her gold, honey colored skin.

Not knowing that she was being watched, Renee bagan to caress herself
under the now pounding spray. As he watched her hands move up toward
her breasts, Alan's green eyes narrowed, becoming catlike against his
bronze skin.  He only meant to watch, but mesmerized by her sight, he
slowly began to move toward her as though in a trance. Like a panther
after prey, he slowly stalked toward her, his towel falling to the
floor unnoticed.

He slipped his hands through her arms and softly caressed her breasts,
whispering softly in her ear, "Mind if I help?"

Renee slowly slipped into what seemed to her like a dream.  She relaxed
into his strong arms enjoying the sensations of his hands caressing her
body.  As she leaned back she could feel the heat of his body.  It seemed
to reach out and soothe her.

Alan turned her body toward him, and began kissing and lightly sucking
her neck.  Then as he began tonguing her shoulders and upper chest he
felt, rather than heard, her gasp.  His tongue lightly circled her
breasts, each in turn, stopping just short of their rosy tips.  Renee
groaned in frustration, her eyes pleading with him to stop teasing.
He smiled and then took one of those tempting nipples into his mouth
sucking and nibbling, as he took the other into his hand and began to
tease and pinch it lightly.  Renee was now moaning with desire, and
began to caress his already swollen member.  Alan stopped a moment,
losing himself to this sensation, then pulled away.  He wanted to
control this situation.  As he knelt before her, Alan wanted to make
this moment last as long as possible, but as he kissed her velvet thighs
so close to her already dewy sex, he could not hold back. He kissed
her soft mound tenderly, and then more deeply as it's sweet, slightly
musky scent aroused him even more.  His tongue danced in and out, making
her even hotter than she already was.  Then, as he crossed her clit, he
swiftly caught it lightly between his teeth, and began to flick it with
his tongue.  Renee began to rotate her hips, grinding against his face.
He increased the preasure, holding onto her luscious hips. She was
moaning and gasping, begging him to stop.  Then, she shrieked in pleasure
as she came, and came! Alan had never seen anyone flow like this, and
he was loathe to stop pleasuring her.  After a few minutes, he stopped
and let her collapse into his arms, as he tenderly held her under the
spray.

(to be continued)

okay people, now you can start your comments, criticisms, flames,
whatever about Renee etc....should I continue?

Re'ah

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