For an Education major with a focus in English? Tony Rollins definitely didn't look the part. He was a 6'2" young man of 22 years of age. An African American with a large amount of tattoos. Some of the more prominent ones being a mural of sorts of Grim Reaper like figures that covered his back, a large and intricate design of Apache descent that he wore proudly on his right shoulder that extended to over his pec and a good deal of his arm to about his elbow. Great thought and care had went into all of his ink, but it gave him the appearance of a fighter or a Rock Musician more than anything else. His black hair was cut short, and worn close to his head and he was noted for his rich golden brown skin tone and dark bedroom brown eyes. Once Tony opened his mouth however, one could see why he was in the field that he was. He was quite articulate, and spoke clearly and concisely. The young man wasn't one to mince words and he had already gotten some experience teaching.<br/><br/>The fighter comparison wasn't far from home however, he practiced MMA but that was a hobby more than anything else. Designed to provide him an avenue to keep in shape. Fitness was important for Tony, and he prided himself on his muscular physique. This was one of the features that aided him in his frequent encounters with the fairer sex. It didn't surprise anyone that he was as highly active sexually as he was, Tony absolutely enjoyed sex. The young man was highly dominant and quite aggressive sexually. It was a trait he required in women, otherwise the experience just wouldn't be that good. Tony was quite large, and this was something he was aware of. More importantly, he loved to drive himself home in a woman and if she was timid and unable to deal with him? They wouldn't be able to last long, but thankfully several women had been more than satisfied in their dealings with him. It was more than his looks that got him over, his charismatic and confident personality was seen as a turn on by many and he was quite social.<br/><br/>Despite his different partners, one of his classmates in particular had caught his eye. Her name was Lacey Bancroft and she was definitely attractive. A brunette with blond streaks and a magnetic personality, the two of them had been talking for a little while now. Though she was unfortunately something of a tease, Tony did like a challenge and this drew him in more. He wanted in her pants in the worst kind of way however, and he made no secrets about that. He knew and he was sure that she knew it was only a matter of time until he got what he wanted and they both would be better off for it.<br/><br/>Currently the two of them were at her place, studying or at least that was the reason they were there. He was wearing a tight black wifebeater, along with a pair of black cargos and boots. Sitting on the sofa, he glanced over in her direction for a moment before setting down his book. In that rich, baritone tone of his he remarked<strong>"So, Lacey? Why do we keep going back and forth? I mean you know I'm into you, and I know you are into me. So why do you want to keep playing around with me? We both know that something is going to have to give sooner or later."</strong>His eyebrow perking up as his arms rested on the backs of the sofa and he gave her a dangerous little look. He wasn't dropping the issue, not tonight. He'd be the first to admit that he was the type to move fast, but they were in college. So why not?