Jason, the supposedly hottest guy in school (according to the rumors), the guy with the worst temper and most voracious appetite, and the blonde's boyfriend! "Oh, hey, what's up?" you say nervously.

"What's up? You just fucking ate my girlfriend! I swore the next one to do that was gonna get their ass whooped . . " He stared coldly at me before taking a menacing step forward.

I took an involuntary step back as I thought of my options. A) I could run, but I'm sure he would catch me. B) I could yell for help, but by the time any one came, I'd be half eaten already and when they came, they would probably just wanna share me with Jason. C) I wasn't bad-looking at all . . . Maybe . . . I took a few steps forward so I was pressed up against his naked body. I curled my fingers through his long, blonde hair, the other hand moving along his tan, musceled chest. "Now, you don't really wanna eat me, do you? I'm sure you'd rather we have a little fun first . . ."

His seemingly black eyes stared down at me expressionnesly . . .