There was a football match going on, Jose was the defender and since his team was stronger, he had enough time to think about the asses of the women in the faculty.
He showed his palms to David's warnings like "what's wrong with you, don't miss this" and sometimes he ignored them.
Questions in Jose's mind:
"Is it really possible to fuck these 7 women? If I walk up to all of them at the same time, I'll draw attention and I won't be able to focus, I think I should try in order"
"Yes, the order is important. Eva should be first. I can progress faster to the result this way, from easy to difficult."
His eyes started looking around for Eva. When he turned to his right, the ball exploded in his face and he staggered as if he was going to fall to the ground. There was no Eva around. He felt like he had been slapped for thinking about sin. This could have been a divine warning. But he had thought about women before and fucked them. He hadn't been punished. Also, when he was a child, he had never thought about sin and he had been hit in the face by a ball again.
Jose went to wash his face. He thought of Eva. She was of medium height and had a strange face. She didn't look sexy because she couldn't choose her clothes well. But he got excited thinking "How hot her naked body would look".
He washed his face and left the sink. Her face, which was worn out by the ball in the garden, started to burn with the sun. He thought I looked like a fried chicken.
He saw her sitting alone on the bench in the distance.
Eva was sitting with her knees together as if she wanted to hide her pussy and was looking for something in her bag.
Jose said "What am I going to talk about now" and headed towards the football field. Then he changed direction again with the words "What's the harm in trying". He headed towards Eva.
Jose was planning what he was going to talk about.
If he invited her home tonight, she wouldn't come. It would be better if he said let's go to the cinema. Maybe he could find a lot of time to talk there. Then he could find a way and get her into a bed.
"Hey Eva, what are you doing here alone"
"I'm sitting."
Eva liked to talk using only one word and especially verbs if possible. he would listen attentively with his mouth and eyes open on deep topics. Then he would simply say:
"Really?"
He did not laugh easily and when he did smile, he would immediately become serious again.
"Are you waiting for someone"
"I'm not"
"What are you looking for in your bag"
"A bandage"
"Are you bleeding somewhere"
"My shoulder"