CCCP - Leon and Sheryl
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				Title: <strong>CCCP - Leon and Sheryl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>minerva7790</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 05:22:26</strong>
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				Sheryl grunted as she heaved the cardboard box in her arms. It had been three days since she had marched into the administrative office demanding a change of accommodations. They had complied quickly, and she had received the keys to her suite yesterday. As far as she knew, anyway, there were quite a few empty suites. These luxury accommodations were meant as rewards for the top students, but most students spent too much time on booze and sex to study hard enough anyway.<br><br>The problem Sheryl faced now, however, was moving her stuff, consisting mainly of books and clothes, to her new suite, all the way across the campus. Sheryl didn't know or like anyone in her old dorm, and so didn't have anyone to ask for help in the task of moving house. Sure, she could have asked Jade or Jacki, but she didn't like to bother them. Besides, Jade had been getting on with Darren quite well recently, so she didn't want to bother them... <em>At least I still have my car,</em> she thought fondly as she dumped the cardboard box into the back seat. One box down, millions more to go...
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				Title: <strong>Re: CCCP - Leon and Sheryl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 07:24:36</strong>
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				Leon had suffered through the pain that was his STD and HIV test, though the HIV test was drawn blood not as painful. Venturing around the outside world of his college he let himself wander for a bit before he noticed Sheryl, who looked a little busy. Still he approached her, judging by the looks of things she got her suite. "You know for a girl who parties. You stay on top of things so to speak," he grinned wryer y. <br><br>He started to think back to what she had called him, and then rolled his eyes. He still didn't understand, but he was going to find out. "So do you need help? Or can I go on with my life?" Though he asked it was pretty much rhetorical, he was going to help any way. He paused to to eye Sheryl's physique, and began to compare it to Aurora's. He'd voice his opinion if Aurora was around, but for now he would keep it to himself.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: CCCP - Leon and Sheryl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>minerva7790</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 15:08:04</strong>
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				Sheryl had been leaning on the side of her car to catch her breath when she heard a familiar but unwelcome voice. Her lip curled into a mocking smile as she turned to greet Leon. "Hello yourself, Mr Fartypants!" she greeted him innocently. She nodded, taking his words as a compliment. "You know I don't party as much as you... And I like to keep a balance between work and play."<br><br>She caught his eyes darting below her neck to survey her body, and wondered what he thought. For sure, she wasn't glamorously dressed right now. A fitting red tank top and low cut jeans that exposed a little of her midriff between was ideal for moving house, but not quite for picking up men. Plus, she was all sweaty now. Ugh, she was so in need of a shower! Or a good long soak in her new bathtub...<br><br>Leon's next question surprised her. She did not think him charitable enough to offer his help. Sheryl eyed him suspiciously, then replied coolly, "You may help. I don't suppose you've got anything else to do with your life anyway, besides looking forward to the next taste of weed or booze, or women... Come with me." She beckoned for him to follow her back to her old room, where she intended to make use of those muscles to carry her books for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: CCCP - Leon and Sheryl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 18:43:30</strong>
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				He grimaced as her response to him was 'Mr.Fartypants' again. "Oh but I think we do. You're a rebel to what I don't know, but what ever it is you want make it or them angry." Leon grinned and looked back to Sheryl's eyes. He looked at her kind of confused. She was speaking of his day as if she knew it.<br><br>"You talk like you know my day. I was actually on my way to lay a girl down, and smoke some weed doing it." He said and then looked down at his feet as he followed her. "Then I saw you, and I have to know why you call me Mr.Fartypants? Plus your looking pretty fucking sexy all sweaty in your tank top and low cut jeans." He grinned as he walked in to her room. <br><br>He looked around and then found another box, and grabbed it. Throwing another box on top of it. "You can fuck me in the shower later for payment. My service isn't free." He said, and then walked passed her patting her on the butt cheek, as he headed out to her car. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: CCCP - Leon and Sheryl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>minerva7790</strong> on <strong>25-05-2011, 13:01:02</strong>
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				Sheryl looked at Leon, flabbergasted. How could someone as stupid as Leon read her so easily? Besides, did he just call her 'pretty fucking sexy'? And pat her on her butt?<br><br>"H-hey, wait!" she called after him, a blush already coloring her cheeks bright pink. She began to run after him too. Despite carrying two boxes, he seemed to be managing quite well.<br><br>When she, panting, finally caught up to him, she had to take a moment to catch her breath. "On second thoughts," she said finally. "You should go. Some girl's waiting for you to lay her, and there's some weed waiting for you too. You're going to get neither with me, unless I'm so unlucky as to get paired with you in the CCCP, so you might as well stop dreaming." Sheryl would have grabbed her boxes from Leon, but carrying two would be too much for her, and taking just one would cheapen the effect, so she merely stood there, staring haughtily at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: CCCP - Leon and Sheryl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>25-05-2011, 15:38:24</strong>
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				Leon had got the reaction out of Sheryl that he wanted. He grinned as he sat the boxes down in to the car. Turning to look at Sheryl, and smirked. "Nope. You need help, and I am here to help you." He paid her no mind as he went back to work. <br><br>"I'll keep my dreams to myself though," he waved a little as he disappeared back in to the room. He looked around to see nothing but boxes. "Damn maybe I should leave." Sheryl was sure to be in no time, probably demanding his presence to cease to exist, or something along those lines. Though he really wanted a piece of her pussy, and&nbsp; now he wouldn't be getting any of it. <br><br>Only if she is unlucky to get pair with him, is the only way he would get any. Leon took a seat a her table, and broke out a bag of weed. Staring it down and smiling. "I've got the second part."&nbsp; He chuckled, and pulled a small nugget out of the bag, and began to break it down. "Hey Sheryl, get in here!" He yelled in a some what demanding voice. Leon wanted to see her reaction, it should be fun. <br><br>He broke the weed down, and then started to crumble it up on to a philly blunt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: CCCP - Leon and Sheryl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>minerva7790</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 04:01:45</strong>
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				<em>Ugh! This guy's a wad of bubblegum in your hair -- thick and impossible to get rid of!</em> Sheryl thought angrily. She now badly regretted allowing him to help her. Who knew that he could strike such a hard bargain? Could she hide over at Jade's apartment after they were done moving the stuff? But no, Sheryl couldn't bother Jade. Girl probably had better things to do than get rid of a douch for Sheryl... She'll handle this herself. There was some beer she packed in her new fridge. Maybe she could serve him that, and make him pass out before the "fucking in the shower" happened. It might work, but Sheryl was sure a guy like Leon could hold his liquor better than that, and she didn't like the idea of some half drunk bull in her new suite.<br><br>If it had been any other guy than Leon, Sheryl might have been pleased that any man would be willing to work for a bit of sex with her. She knew she had a great body, though she usually preferred to get by on brains rather than beauty. Why on earth did she hate Leon so much? He hadn't really done much to deserve it, besides that Halloween incident with the farting. God, that had been an instant turn off! But she hadn't really expected much from that one-night-stand, anyway, had she?<br><br>Her thoughts were broken off by Leon yelling at her from inside her old apartment. "What?" she replied, rather grumpily, taking her time to stroll over to him. Idiot was sitting at her table, with what Sheryl recognized to be weed on it. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Here, at my place?" she demanded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: CCCP - Leon and Sheryl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 05:20:05</strong>
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				Leon looked at Sheryl, and then went back to rolling his blunt. "I'm rolling a blunt what does it look like." He said, and started to lick the bits of the blunt to make sure the wrap stuck together. "You need to relax. I'm here to help you, and be nice. If you can't appreciate that, you can handle all of these boxes on your own. Forgive me for trying." He said kind of angrily. He didn't mean to be a dick, but it's what he does when someone is speaking to him in a negative way. He finished the making of the blunt and looked to Sheryl. <br><br>"Listen. I'm trying to do the right thing here, and I think us smoking this will help. I know I'm a dick it's just who I am" Leon looked back to his blunt, and searched his pockets for his light. "Damn, shit, fucking bitch." He said as he looked like a cookoo searching for his lighter. It was back at his apartment, and he just knew it. Shaking his head and then looking down at the ground. <br><br>Letting out a low sigh. Leon rose his head and looked to Sheryl. "I don't suppose you have a lighter do you?" He asked and then sat back in to his chair. He's so depressed about not having his lighter. There was a great depression to not having a lighter. It means so much to a smoker. He was surely not going to be happy until he got a lighter. He also wanted to smoke. 
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