<div class="floatright">(http://i57.tinypic.com/wlp1g5.jpg)</div><strong>Character: </strong>Biff<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Dorm: Floor 1: Room 1<br/><strong>With: </strong>Quinn, Tiana<br/><hr/><br/>These girls were unreal. There simply were not girls such as this in the world he came from. He was going to wake up soon in jail, and rot there for the rest of his life. Or worse, he was dead and this was his reward for a life lived in mediocrity. He supposed this could be a version of heaven or hell or any of the other thousand planes people talked about existing after death.<br/><br/>Each of them seemed happy to let others take pleasure, Tiana encouraged Biff and Quinn put forth Tiana. Biff for his part was perfectly happy to have either of them or both of them, he simply wasn't imaginative enough to know how to take care of both of them without growing a second dick. The words spoken sent concepts through his mind that would scarcely have been imagined before the school. He smiled, but not the carefree smile of one who is having a good time, but the wicked smile of one who is plotting something. It didn't work all that well on his features, but he managed. He was going to fuck this gentle, exquisite beauty. She had given him the okay. He was going to do things to her body that, at least by his observations of the school thus far, no one could do to her. And when he was done, he would do the same things to Tiana. These girls would be the start of something greater. He didn't know what to call it. His mouth stole kisses from Tiana's, only a few. He took them, forcefully but not rough or necessarily unpleasantly. He squeezed her backside and prepared to sink himself into her, to feel the warm embrace that is the ultimate expression of passion. Biff knew that he had never wanted another woman as badly as he wanted Tiana at this moment, and feared the possibility that there might be another woman at this school even worth his attention.<br/><br/>Was this love? Surely this was not love, it was lust, craving, excitement. The feeling in his heart was that of a workout, the bodily processes which engaged oneself in the throes of ecstasy. Love was something that you felt after a long time. Something in him though felt that the caring being shown him here was beyond simple kindness. It left him with only two options, so far as he saw it: Tiana was either using him and was motivating him by such words and actions because she knew it would lead to the desired result, or (far more frighteningly) she was a good person who might genuinely want him to be happy. Biff could find a life with a woman like that. His mind did not want to consider what the school would do if he stopped being a mindless breeder and actually thought. Thankfully, thinking was not is strong suit.<br/><br/>He had fleeting thoughts about asking Quinn to leave, but she too needed sating. Thirsts to slake, he hungered for her as he did for all women at all times... would he ever be happy with just one? No, but perhaps several, the right several. Biff leaned forward, wanting to drive Tiana off balance, onto the farther portion of the bed while ensuring she would not strike her head on any errant rails or posts. His leg slid out from beneath her, off the bed, and he tried to pull the one from beneath Quinn as well. He did not wish any more to be worshiped, though they had done a prodigious job at that. It was time to demonstrate the superiority of his bloodline and seed, that no more would either of them search elsewhere. It was not a time for words but they came, as words often did, unbidden. "Gentle?" He gave her the last out, for some reason showing concern despite her pleas and entreaties. She was small and precious, so soft and silken. He knew that to join with her in the blessed union of bodies intertwined would be the utmost in pleasure, but feared harming her. Biff found he cared inordinately about her feelings. It scared him.<br/>