Wednesday November 6th 2019
Who: Rusty and Lula
What: What indeed. ^_^
Where: Rusty's room at the BGH
When: Evening
Rating: Probably NSFW
Lula was nervous for quite a few reasons. One, she had never been to Rusty's room before. They had always gone out places, for coffee or dancing or to see a band play somewhere local. Nothing this intimate. She had never been to the frat house because Rusty didn't like bringing her around for Brad's sake. Well tonight Brad could get stuffed because she was coming over and they was going to watch the movie she'd brought. Or maybe they wouldn't watch it at all. That made her nervous too. If things went the way she thought they were going to go, Rusty would get to see her a lot more exposed then she had been in a long time. And maybe he wouldn't like what he saw. Maybe she wouldn't. Pictures was one thing, but seeing things in the flesh, in person, was a lot harsher way to judge.
But she was bundled up in her coat, and she was standing on the front steps of the house, and after chewing her lip for a moment and then almost deciding to cancel, Lula rang the doorbell and waited for Rusty to come open the door. She liked him, really really liked him, so she was eager to get inside but also totally freaked out about it.
What: What indeed. ^_^
Where: Rusty's room at the BGH
When: Evening
Rating: Probably NSFW
Lula was nervous for quite a few reasons. One, she had never been to Rusty's room before. They had always gone out places, for coffee or dancing or to see a band play somewhere local. Nothing this intimate. She had never been to the frat house because Rusty didn't like bringing her around for Brad's sake. Well tonight Brad could get stuffed because she was coming over and they was going to watch the movie she'd brought. Or maybe they wouldn't watch it at all. That made her nervous too. If things went the way she thought they were going to go, Rusty would get to see her a lot more exposed then she had been in a long time. And maybe he wouldn't like what he saw. Maybe she wouldn't. Pictures was one thing, but seeing things in the flesh, in person, was a lot harsher way to judge.
But she was bundled up in her coat, and she was standing on the front steps of the house, and after chewing her lip for a moment and then almost deciding to cancel, Lula rang the doorbell and waited for Rusty to come open the door. She liked him, really really liked him, so she was eager to get inside but also totally freaked out about it.