Tom, looked at himself in the mirror and grinned.<br/>Fresh from the shower, he stood dark hair tussled and damp against his lightly tanned face, his fine mussles body glowing and fit, every bit the American Jock.<br/><br/>Well, everything except the fact that this guy had brains as well.<br/>He was doing great at College, not only on the team, but in his classes too.<br/>A budding carrear awaited him, whether it was in business or sports, his life was mapped out.<br/><br/>He combed his hair back and looked at himself, blue eyes staring back at blue eyes, not a blemish on his face, perfect.<br/>Yep, everything was perfect, well, except for the fact that he hadn't even met a decent girl yet.<br/><br/>Yeah there were plenty of cheer leaders swooning around him, plenty of college girls flirting, but he had never met the 'right' one.<br/>He shrugged, he wasn't going to get down on it, even if his team mates had begun to make jokes about it, covering themselves as he walked into the showers, "just incase".<br/><br/>What the hell, today was his 21st birthday and he had been given his parent's beech house for the weekend, so it was all fun and frolics from now on, he'd worry about his sex life later.<br/>Pulling on a pair of loose shorts, he wandered out of his bedroom and headed off to see if the caterers had arrived.<br/>