Chapter 2: How to Score

Rule 1: Any woman whose name is written within this notebook shall have sex with you within the next 24 hours.

Rachel February 17th

Rule 2: You must write down the woman’s first and last name to avoid confusion.

Arthur held his pen under the second rule for a long time as he contemplated just whose name to write down. He considered using Rachel’s again, but that wouldn’t prove much. Maybe someone famous like an actress or singer. No, he might wind up on the front cover of a tabloid. Mis. Summerfield, his Business Ethics Professor, too risky. Xena Pride maybe?

No sooner did the name pop into his head than Arthur’s hand move to write it onto the page. Realizing what he was doing Arthur quickly crossed the name out. His neighbor’s girlfriend was not a good choice.

Xena Pride

Crossing the name out didn’t erase it from the page however. Accepting what he had done Arthur put the pen down. He had made his decision. There was nothing to do, but wait and see if Xena showed up.

The knock on the door didn’t catch Arthur by surprise. He knew it was Xena even before opening the door to confirm it.

Dressed only in a thin blue toga, Xena stood shivering in the cold February air. “Fuck! Its cold out here!” The bleach blonde bitched as she pushed her way inside.

Xena had the body of a super model. Every part of her was sculptured to perfection. Arthur didn’t know where the toga had come from, but he suspected it had something to do with Xena’s sorority.

“Shut the door already!” she commanded.

Dazed by Xena’s beauty Arthur was slow to react.

“So should I be insulted?” Xena asked. Her smile was perfect, but that wasn’t where Arthur’s eyes were locked.

“Huh?”

“You crossed my name out.”

“Oh sorry I just thought maybe I shouldn’t...” Arthur couldn’t keep his eyes off Xena’s perfect breasts. Two nipple shaped bumps deformed the toga’s fabric. Making it clear the college freshman had left her bra next door.

“Maybe you shouldn’t what?” Xena teased turning slightly to show off her side boob. Smiling, the bleach blonde turned again and bent forward so that her toga fell slightly to reveal her left nipple.

Arthur was having trouble remembering what he shouldn’t do?

“Grope me maybe?” Xena prompted.

Try as he might Arthur found he couldn’t resist reaching up to grasp Xena’s exposed breast.

“Well not that apparently,” the freshman smirked.

Arthur found himself groping both breasts now palming them like he was handling ripe peaches.

Placing one finger on her cheek and looking like a total ditz Xena continued, “Maybe you shouldn’t grab my ass?”

Arthur knew he was being manipulated. And yet down his hands went. Xena’s ass was tight and firm. Slipping his hands under the toga Arthur found his neighbor’s girlfriend had left more than her bra next door.

“Shouldn’t ... Hum ... What shouldn’t we do?” A ditzy Xena asked.

“Have sex,” Arthur suggested. Standing so close to Xena was intoxicating. Touching her was straight up corrupting.

“I thought you would never ask!”

Knowing he was on the verge of getting laid Arthur let Xena pull away from him if only to hasten the deal.

Xena flopped down on Arthur’s couch her legs spread in open invitation. A bare slit glistening slightly with the juices of her excitement.

Reaching for his wallet Arthur was suddenly reminded he had already used his emergency condom.