Patrick Miller
Entering the building he surveyed around and looked for nearest place to plan. Dropping his rucksack, he found a sofa.
Falling down on the cushiony material Patrick smirked and let his eyes wander towards each and everyone of the girls.
There was the grunge reject Charlie, she would be a screamer that's for sure. Although he wasn't into the whole look she had going for her. Dirty blond hair with more make-up than a Hot Topic's band catalogue. He heard stories about Charlie, if he was bored enough, drugs could tempt her. Not exactly last choice, but not the best candy he seen, plus virgins had more going for them, Charlie was as much a virgin as Patrick was a saint.
On to next girl, a natraul red head, but did the carpet match the drapes. He sniggered out loud, and continued. From trip he had heard her name was Callie, and she had a lot going for her, the innocent, the naivety and the ability to shape her according to his whims. Although would it be worth it? She would need a bit of coaxing, alcohol would help a lot, but he only had so much 'supplies'. Would it be worth it, was she a screamer, or was she quietly moaning? Hmm, she seemed promising, but Christmas presents can suck.
Low and behold we had the lithe one, flexible and very fit. This one could be a lot of fun if he could use her insecurities against her, to get her to be interested in him. Although he had been fooled by skin before, and those who show a lot, well they tend to not be as good when unwrapped. One thing though, it was easy to undress her in his mind, not much left to imagination leg wise, but top wise, well that could be fun.
Now there was the fake red-head but nothing else seemed fake no sirree, infact seemed very real, and though she wore make-up the 'lil whore, that was something you had to deal with often. Now as for her look very young looking, but she had said she was 16, that was good enough for him. So really sounds worth it, now would she be a first choice or would it be best to go with another one. The younger ones often wanted boyfriends and expected them as such, but broken promises never did any harm.
And finally the actual blond, pouty lips to boot and a great bod, he knew her name as Ella from school. Unfortunately not had a real chance to try her. But as for best chance he had, she seemed the most straight forward and probably was also a screamer.
Well that was that settled, time for a celebratory drink, his holiday was sorted, sex drugs and sex again.