Rumors

[musicankane]

Everyone heard the rumors about Monica, everyone. A student around campus said that a football player paid Monica to have sex with him before a game because he needed that quick release before he played. To loosen him up or whatever. The rumor was fairly vague, but believable enough that it spread around campus.

Then the rumor evolved, turning into a rumor that said Monica will sleep with anyone who will pay her. This rumor was bigger amongst the student body, and perked the interest of Kevin Guy. Kevin was the son of Jack Guy a famous and extremely wealthy music producer. Kevin's family had money coming from the ears, and that alone should have been enough to let Kevin have any girl he wanted.

It didn't.

Kevin was a bit of a shut in. The fame from his father gave him an adversion to the outside world and socializing with people. HE became more interest in computers and video games, finding a way to sink all his free time into that then dealing with people.

As Kevin past the eighteen year old mark his hormones were becoming too much for him to bare. He couldn't stop staring at girls tits in class, even covered he would sit and stare, with a boner in his pants. He couldn't help it, he needed something or mostly someone to help him deal with his issue. But how could he talk to someone, get them to like him enough to fuck him?

Then that rumor came around and Kevin thought for a moment that maybe he didn't have to. He could get relief from Monica, who was stunning and he had often spent time staring at her, and he wouldn't have to go through the process of becoming her boyfriend.

 

[brittneyhaller]

Monica had been stunned Fridaywhen Curtis had asked her for a quick fuck before the game. They had hung out a few times but there had never been anything between them. Nothing in their history had given her any reason to expect anything like that, and she had said no, of course. But he hadn't wanted to take no for an answer. When he offered her fifty bucks, she had laughed, but when it got to three hundred, she was having a hard time thinking of reasons to say no. She held out til five hundred, and then let him take her into the equipment shed and fuck her.

She was the oldest of four kids an her mother worked two jobs. They lived in a tiny apartment and wore second-hand clothes, and for Monica, five hundred dollars had seemed like a small fortune. She had thought Curtis wouldn't want to admit that he had to pay for it, so that noone would know, but by the next Monday, it seemed like the whole school did.

At first she was humiliated and furious, and the teasing was nearly unbearable. But she got notes from other boys. At first, she threw them out, but after a few days, she started thinking of the numbers. If she went with two boys a week, she'd be making almost as much as her mother did, and if they were all like Curtis, it would only take a few minutes.

This time, the rumor got ahead of the truth, and before she had made up her mind to start selling herself to boys, the story got around that she had. Girls she didn't know accused her of sleeping with boys she'd never even heard of, and boys started following her, lurking and watching her.

She was 5'6 and had long, black hair, deeply tanned skin and a body that was made for sex, as Curtis had told her. She came into her chemistry class a week after her quickie with Curtis, feeling as if a thousand years had passed. She felt eyes on her, Kevin Guy, who she knew by name because his father was a big deal at some record company, but they'd never spoken. She sat in her desk and fixed her eyes on the textbook in front of her.

 

[musicankane]

Kevin waited for Monica ot sit down in her seat that day. He knew she was probably getting shit all the time but he needed the help. HE didn't know how to start things out with her. Did he just come out and ask her? Did he beat around the bush and hope she suggested it? He didn't know and his palms were sweaty just thinking about it.

Finally he decided to write a note for her in class. Just a harmless note, nobody would know, and who would care? He wrote out a simple note that read: I don't know if the rumors are true Monica, but on the small chance that they are....I really really need your help.