My name is Johnny Pierce. I am 18 years old and I am about to start studying to be a massage therapist. Why a massage therapist? Because I will have classes with a bunch of hot women as well as work with them in the future.
I, Johnny Pierce, refuse to believe that I will not lose my virginity while being around all these women. Yes, if you couldn't tell I am a virgin. I might be an attractive guy who is 6'2" with brown hair and blue eyes that a lot of girls find attractive.... but I'm so shy and awkward!
When I try to talk to girls I can't help but freeze up. I can't figure out what to say and I end up finding myself staring at their chest. Then everything becomes awkward and I get called a pervert before she ends up running away.
It wouldn't hurt me so bad if it wasn't for my best friend, Michael Pullman, who always laughs at me and teases me saying I will always be a virgin at this rate if I can't figure out how to even talk to girls.
Whatever, I am in college now and I will turn over a new leaf and will leave that awkward and shy me behind.
As I am thinking all this I find my way to the campus and start heading towards the auditorium were we will have our opening assembly to welcome all the new Freshman and let us all know the school rules and all that boring nonsense.
I took my seat in the back since I don't know anyone here and as I wait for the assembly to start I start checking out all the hot girls that are around me. I try to do it as secretly as I can but I still find myself being glared at by them as I keep getting caught.
Oh well, it doesn't matter because I don't care if they catch me because what girl can hate an attractive guy like myself.
I then look up at the stage where a short cubby man in a suit walks up to the podium and says "you have five minutes left, please take your seats"
Hmm... the way he phrased that is a little weird. Why did he say 'you have five minutes left' instead of 'we will begin in five minutes'?
Well it doesn't matter. Instead of worrying about what he said was weird I'm going to worry about how I can confidently talk to this hot blonde next to me without letting her know that I just want to get in her pants.
Soon five minutes passed and the same short chubby man gets up and walks to the podium with a creepy smile and says "your time is now over" as he raises his hand and presses a button in front of us.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
Suddenly a sharp sensation of my skin being stabbed through in multiple places and an intense heat came over me before everything went black.