by Usdom » Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:26 am
Dance majors scare me. Werwolves, even coyote and Kitsune, those I can deal with, but dance people are strange.
A dance major saw me walking around school yesterday looking my normal stoic, grumpy self when she walked up to me and went "JAZ HANDS!" then fanned her hands out in front of her. I stopped, arched an eyebrow then walked on. She seems determined to make me happy like it is her life calling. I think if I stay grumpy enough I might be able to manipulate that desire to be appreciated and thanked into getting laid. She seems to really -need- to know that people like her. I can give her little tastes of approval until she is desperate enough to do whatever I want. We have 3 classes together for art stuff so I have ample opportunity.
I'll lead her on for a while most likely then not do the deed. It's more of a "What can I get her to do" thing than a "I want to sleep with her." thing. She's too young and foolish for me.
Wait, if the human is human why is she naked? It's not like she is going to rip her clothing. She should be clothed. She is being a tease. She won't be human for long dancing around horny teenage males weres without any pants on.
I have sworn upon the altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man.
~ Thomas Jefferson ~