He was the prince that every girl wanted in her fantasies, utterly perfect in every way. His light brown hair, practically blonde from the sun, somehow always fell in perfect curls framing his face (it probably helped that he used a diffuser to dry it at night). His complexion was perfect (avocado masks) and his eyes were a crystal clear light blue (contacts). His abdominals were sculpted (Pilates) and his biceps were ripped (Tony Little workouts). He was a conceited asshole, his ego being huge compared to his size. He was not a believer in love, only in lust. He viewed himself as powerful, and he could never believe that maybe someday, a woman would be controlling his actions.
He was riding on his horse (he wouldn't get a convertible for another week, tragic!) when he heard a female voice crying, "HELP! HELP! I'm stuck in a tower and I CAN'T GET OUT!"
He cantered towards the voice. He came upon a girl stuck in a little tower. She saw him watching her and screamed at the top of her lungs, "HELP ME!"
"Jeez, babe, it's a six foot high tower. You could totally jump out yourself instead of disabling my hearing," he said. He didn't find her particularly attractive, with her amber brown hair and hazel eyes. She was relatively flat chested, and the complete opposite of fat. "Her weight's probably the only thing she has going for her," he thought.
She was about to snap at him, but she collected herself. She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Standard pretty boy," she thought to herself.
Instead, she replied, seductively, "Why jump and break my nail when I could have a sex hunk like you rescue me?" She winked.
He gulped. Her seductive-ness enticed him. "Hang on." He took off his shirt, flexing.
She rolled her eyes again. "What an ass. I bet his penis is miniscule," she mumbled so only she could hear.
He climbed up the tower and took her in his arms. She remained seductive but wouldn't allow him to touch her more than what was necessary. Carefully, he jumped down from the tower and set her down slowly.
"There you go, babe. Now, for my reward…" he trailed off.
"Oh, of course!" she giggled flirtily. "I've been meaning to give you this."
She moved towards him, slowly, sexily. He closed his eyes and puckered up. About a centimeter from his face, she swiftly kicked him hard in his vulnerable area.
He let out a scream of pain and collapsed, clutching himself. She stood over him, furious.
"That's for being a jackass and thinking all women are easy!" she snapped. He was practically in tears, and as she galloped off into the distance on his horse, he couldn't help but think, "She is so hot."