Chapter 1: Introduction
Sarah looked over at her roommate, Amanda, sitting cross-legged on her bed, her green eyes the complete opposite of Sarah's own calm blue. Both girls were barely out of their teenage years, in the middle of a psychology course in a small university by the lake. Sarah was a reserved brunette, with the air of innocence that Amanda so loved to tease her about. Amanda herself was a fiery blonde, whose outgoing personality drew people in. Sarah sometimes thought Amanda could – quite literally – charm the birds from the trees.
Sarah nervously fidgets with the hem of her shirt, her heart pounding like a drum against her rib cage. Jack's unexpected visit has left her utterly breathless and giddy, her cheeks burning from the thrill of his undivided attention. In the small, cozy dorm room she shares with Amanda, light from the setting sun filters through the large windows, casting warm beams against their worn-out, scuffed wood floor.
Amanda is perched on her bed, leaning against the wall opposite Sarah, her green eyes sparkling with amusement and curiosity.
Sarah leaned back against her worn pillows—the ones that smelled ever so slightly of vanilla and sweat—her eyes wandering around the small, sunlit dorm room that she and Amanda shared. She traced the frayed threads of a throw pillow and thought back to last night: Jack's smiling face, messy brown hair, and his goddamn tantalizing laugh as another girl wrapped her arms around his neck at the party. The memory stung like an old wound, and in the quietude of their cozy space, it spread like poison throughout her body.
"Look, Sarah, you really need to do something about that guy," Amanda remarked lazily, her posture seductive as she stretches out a long, slender leg. "You never know, he might walk out of your life just like that." She snapped her fingers for emphasis, causing Sarah to flinch in surprise.
"Not everyone is as lucky as you are, 'Manda," Sarah murmured in response, focusing on her clenched and fidgeting hands.
"You can just about fuck anything that walks. Must be nice."
Amanda cackled softly, throwing back her head in amusement. "Of course it is, my dear Sarah. But you? You're the enigma." Her green eyes gleamed a bit mischievously. "You've got this sweet, untouched-by-man aura about you."
Sarah scowled, rolling her eyes. "Oh, please."
Amanda ignored her roommate's comment and continued, "And that's exactly what makes you so desirable.
Why don't you play up to that and show him what he's been missing?"
Sarah's cheeks turned a darker shade of red, her eyes widening at Amanda's words. "What? Are you suggesting I tease him?"
Amanda shrugged and smiled, her eyes running down Sarah's petite frame. "Sure, why not? I bet you'd have his cock hard in no time. You could just start with some tiny, little things that would make him look at you differently."
Sarah blinked.
"Yeah, I-I guess," she stammered. "But what do I do exactly?"
Amanda's legs swung off her bed, her eyes never leaving Sarah's puzzled gaze. "Okay, so first, let me tell you one thing, girl," she began, her voice slow and measured. "You need to show some skin – men are visual creatures, duh.
But don't just show it all off at once, no. Make him work for it. Hell, make him want to rip it apart just to see what's underneath."
Amanda stood up and walked over to Sarah's bed, before sitting down next to her. She placed a hand on Sarah's thigh, her eyes never breaking their contact.
"Let's take your clothes off, as an example. Instead of letting him see everything in one go, maybe let him peek at your lacy bra or panties between meaningful glances.
Don't let him know what you're doing, but make it as if it's by chance. The thrill of being in a room where someone could find you anytime, coupled with the subtly seductive striptease that you put on will be nearly unbearable for him."
Sarah nods slowly, taking Amanda's words to heart. An image of Jack's expression when confronted with such a display flashes through her mind, and her cheeks flush with warmth yet again. She swallows hard.
Don't let him know what you're doing, but make it as if it's by chance. The thrill of being in a room where someone could find you anytime, coupled with the subtly seductive striptease that you put on will be nearly unbearable for him."
Sarah nods slowly, taking Amanda's words to heart. An image of Jack's expression when confronted with such a display flashes through her mind, and her cheeks flush with warmth yet again. She swallows hard.