You look up from your magazine, at your beautiful room mate, currently rubbing her neck to ease out the cramps. Sue's question had been casual, even joking, but it still caused your cheeks to flush, and your heart to do a back-flip in your chest.
"Well..." you speak timidly, not really sure if you're ready to say what you really want to, "I might... know someone..."
"Oh?" Sue asks, kicking away from the desk, causing her chair to spin and roll till she's at her own bed, leaning forward to look over her half naked roomie, resting an elbow on her knee and her chin on a hand, brown eyes glittering with excitement, "That would help me out a lot, please tell me its a cheerleader, been trying to get hold of one of their asses since spring break." She squirms a little in her seat, "Jessica looked sooooo good tanning by the shore..."
You deliberately move your own blue eyes away from your roomie's, catching sight of a picture in your magazine of a spit roasting girl. The image makes your body warm, and you can feel your pussy getting moist.
You nervously pick at the edge of the page in the magazine as you speak: "Well... She's not a cheerleader - but she did go to the tryouts when she first started here... The thing is... She's kinda on the fence about it... She's been wanting to do it for awhile... She's just not sure how to tell everyone... "
You bite your lower lip anxiously, and your certain Sue will notice how red your face has become.
