Awesome story: Unbelievable Starbucks chick

Franko here, with a fucking hell of a story to tell you all. So I've been going to Starbucks a bit more lately. I never liked coffee, and still don't, but I'm starting to like their hot chocolate now that the weather is getting a bit chilly. Speaking of which, that was a drastic fucking change. FUCK St. Louis weather. Being a meteorologist in this area is the most pointless job a person could hold. "We have a high tonight of 89 degrees, and going into the night we should be seeing plenty of snowfall which will continue all night. Tomorrow morning, everyone pack their radiation suits because the clouds are going to emit cosmic gamma rays in the shape of DEVILCORNS. As for the five-day forecast, expect a lot of burning iceballs falling upwards in reverse. ::fart:: I need a fucking drink."

Anyway, I was in Starbucks on Sunday for lunch before doing some practicing. There was a girl working the cash register that I had seen there a few times before. I guess she recognized me too, and we started making small talk while my drink was being brewed. We just started talking about school stuff...apparently she's in my political science class. I had never noticed...though my friend Rob can attest that I only partially pay attention in that class anyway. So I got my drink and we kept talking (it was a slow day). At this point she says that she's getting off work and has some time to burn. I think to my self "Aw, what's a day of practicing? It's only my major," and offer to hang out with her for a bit. So she gets off and we head downstairs to the cafeteria so I can grab something to eat (she had a late breakfast apparently)

We end up talking for like two hours and totally hit it off. Her name's Alex, and she's a comp sci major. I tell her a bit about myself, she tells me a bit about herself. It was a great lunch. I tell her that I have to go practice, and she just decides to follow me at least to my locker until I got my horn. So we walk over to the music building and go downstairs. For those who don't know, my locker is basically right next to the bathrooms. She sees that and pulls me in to the girls room. At this point I was basically "WTF?!" but I went with it....I was curious on seeing where this went. My only thought was "Holy shit, am I gonna get laid?" Immediately after that thought crossed my mind, another one quickly flashed and was shot down: "Holy shit, am I going to be MURDERED?!" I mean, I know I had just me her, but she seemed pretty sane. In retrospect, the idea of randomly having sex with me seems about as sane as killing me, so perhaps I should have been worried.

So she grabs my arm and pulls me over to a stall. Luckily the place was empty....not many people tend to be there on the weekends. So we go in there and she starts kissing me like mad. She was pretty fuckin' cute, so I did the only thing I could think of, further conditioned by 14 months with Victoria: kiss back. Before I know it, she reaches down and unzips my pants. I'll preface this now by saying that there was no condom available, so nothing like that happened. I'm not retarded. But she still has my pants unzipped, and I'll just say that I was much more comfortable keeping them loose. So, there I was, pants unzipped, very excited, and I had no intention of killing her momentum, so I said the only thing I could think of at the time. "Hungry?" I wasn't thinking....shut up!

She's on her knees at this point, and she looks up at me with the most seductive, sexually enraged eyes I've ever seen. Her mouth opens and says, "No thanks, I had Reese’s for breakfast.” I was fuckin' floored. What in the FLYING FUCKING SHITTING FIREBALLS WAS SHE TALKING ABOUT?! Reese's for breakfast?!! So I was like “No way....you had candy for breakfast?!” She replies, “Not candy! Reese’s puffs cereal!” So she sliiiiides me a bowl. I crunch into it and 'WHAM!!' My mouth goes crazy! That smooth combo of peanut butter and chocolate-y taste attacking my taste buds! It was intense! “And it’s part of this complete breakfast!”