Wolf Is Handsome; Wolf Is Cool; He Treats A Student Like A Fool
It’s Friday night so I head to a pub with some friends. It’s my round & I can’t convince someone else to buy for me so I get up to the bar. The bar is dead apart from this one girl, blonde & looking hot. I say to her “Hello Doris!”, she replies: “Sorry, that’s not my name, you must be thinking of someone else.”. “Nah” I counter “I said Hi ‘cos you’re hot, I called you Doris ‘cos I don’t know your name…..yet.”
She looks at me, she smiles, her eyes are shining. I’m in. It’s just too damn easy sometimes. Later I find out why - She’s 21 & a student. Not that this matters, we get talking & unlike most students (hot but boring) this one is fun to talk to. She gets my jokes. She makes her own. She asks me why I’m staring at her tits. I point out that it’s ‘cos they’re damn sexy. She fiddles with her hair. I sneakily look down to check my cock-cap isn’t a-peekin’ out of my jeans. We spent quite a bit of time together, delivered drinks back to our tables then back to the bar to continue. She was pretty awesome 
Then she goes to the toilet. I order more drinks. And shots. Splash the cash, students love that, probably because they don’t have any.
“Errr, excuse me?”
Why the fuck is this scrawny, snotty, wispy-beardy, acne-ridden piece of underage geek scum talking to me?
“You’re excused. What did you do?”
“Errrr, no, I mean, un, well, the thing is, I think Sarah is too young for you & you should leave her alone now.”
Who to the fuck to the what when how?!
How do you answer that? Like this:
“Oh no, do you think so?” I replied in a soft, quiet & extremely concerned voice. I stared into his eyes as he replied, knowing by the look in his eyes & on his face that he was now in “I’m in charge, this person is going to do what I want despite the odds! I have shamed him into submission”. What a tool. “Yes, she is & frankly, you’re bothering her a bit.” He said. “But, but, but why was she talking to me then?” I stammered like a fool. “Well she IS very nice so she probably just didn’t want to offend you.”. At this point he turned away to leave. I call him back “Excuse me mate…?”. He turns around. I prepare to move from soft voiced, mild mannered, pleasant chap to slightly trashed, areshole Mr Tuchuk.
“I’ve changed my mind” I growled “I’m gonna fuck her out of spite now just to see if it makes you cry!”.
And fuck her I jolly well did - good she was too.
I haven’t seen him since though, which is a shame because I’m really looking forward to gloating big time. I’ll let you know if I find him again.
