The Rules of Attraction Page #2

- Aren't you a senior?

- No, a freshman.

- Really? I thought you were older.

- No, I'm a freshman.

Peter. Peter the freshman.

She has dick-sucking lips,

so I consider the options.

I can leave now, go back to my room.

Play the guitar.

Masturbate to internet porn.

I'm gonna come on those tits!

Go to sleep.

Or play quarters with Dicky and Quinlivan

and that dumb guy from LA.

Or I could take her for coffee

and ditch her with the bill.

Or I could take her back to my room,

hope the Frog's gone, get stoned and f*** her.

So what do you think?

What do I think?

I think, why not?

Rock 'n' roll.

She slowly followed me back to my dorm room,

too eager, too stunned to speak.

I was so excited, I couldn't stop shaking

and I dropped the key.

..and then I begin...

I played her a song that I'd written myself,

then segued into one by Counting Crows.

I played it quietly and sang the lyrics

slowly and softly.

She was so moved

that she actually started to cry.

Maybe it was the Ecstasy that she was on.

Maybe she thought she really loved me.

He instantly went hard. She was crying,

but she let him pull her clothes off.

She smelled like sweet fruit. Her snatch

was small. Pubic hair light and sparse.

Yet when he fingered her, he felt nothing.

She wasn't getting wet, though she moaned.

He was semi-stiff and losing his erection.

Something was wrong, was missing.

He didn't know what.

[GIRL GASPS]

Confused, he started to f*** her.

[GIRL GASPS]

Before he came, it hit him.

He can't remember the last time

he had sex sober.

[GIRL GASPS] Peter, Peter! Oh, Peter!

[MUSIC:
"AIDA GRAND MARCH" BY VERDI]

[THE CURE] This is stranger than I thought

Six different ways inside my heart

And every one I'll keep tonight

Six different ways go deep inside

I'll tell them anything at all

I know I'll give them more and more

I'll tell them anything at all

I know I'll give the world and more

They think I'm on my hands and head

This time they're much too slow

Six sides to every lie I say

It's that American voice again

It was never quite like this before

Not one of you's the same

To do do doo...

You sneaky b*tch!

"Got you. You're mine now for the rest

of the day, week, month, year, life.

"Have you guessed who I am?

Sometimes I think you have.

"Sometimes, when you're scanning a crowd,

your sultry eyes stop on me.

"Are you afraid to let me know how you feel?

"I want to moan and writhe with you.

"I want to kiss your mouth and say

love you, love you, love you, while stripping.

"I want you so bad, it stings.

I want to kill the ugly girls you're with.

"Do you really like those boring,

naive, coy girls or is it just for sex?

"The seeds of love have taken hold and,

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