Chris never thought that girls were so needful in this world until Chris began to learn about them. Diane and I were college kids, yeah, so; we kinda made out a few times ever since our college forced ALL its students to learn about sex. Chris was a bit shy at first when he entered his first class, but after class, the college's hot babe, Diane, became his hot babe.

Not for long, that is.

Chris woke up this morning with Diane dressing for the day. They had our moments before like this, but today, it was different. Last night, Chris wasn't in the mood for a girl's body, but Diane hated that and said he was cheating on her. So they slept the night just to prove each other they were still close to each other.

Diane said, "I got to show the college who I am."

Chris took another glance at her body, she was wearing one of the most hotest outfits a slut can wear. Chris immediately regretted this, "Diane, Stop it. You and I are promised to each other."

Diane swatted her hand at me, "Chris, baby. I'm a slut, I can dance with any man."

Chris got angry and said, "Really?! And you were yelling at me that I was having sex against you?"

Diana didn't answer and left my room. Chris said immediately, "I got to get a new girlfriend."

After a short introduction of the worst morning ever, Chris was in his Second year in Maine College, the college's know-it-all and the class' president. The school had a principal, but Chris was elected the class president, in other words, Chris get all the girls and all the honors. In this case, Diana was hot over him and now she was leaving him.

Today, Chris got a call from a guy saying, "There's a new girl in college today, dude!"

Chris said, "Thanks, Howard. I'll check in to see if she knows anything about our school."

Howard chuckled, "Chris, dude. This college is full of animals, I won't be surprised if the guys grab her after her first sex lesson."

Chris looked shocked. This girl was fresh on the grill. Chris wanted her although I never saw her before. Chris wanted her flesh. Chris said sternly, "I'm the president, I get first bids."

Howard laughed over the phone, "Dude! You are the man!"

Chris got dressed quickly and went down to the lobby. The woman at the desk said, "A new girl is coming in today."

Chris smirked, "Is she staying in the dorms?"

The woman answered, "It depends on how she feels. Looks as if the girl is a shy one."

Chris thought within himself, 'Just the kind I like.' Then he said out loud, "I can show her around."

The woman answered, "She'll be in at 8:45."

Chris said, "Call me when she comes in."

Thirty minutes later, Chris was called back to the lobby. As he entered, he stopped still, casting his eyes on the new girl. The woman at the desk stood up and brought the girl to him and said, "Chris, this is Aviva, the new girl. Aviva, this is Chris, our college's president. He's respectable."

Aviva nodded and greeted Chris with a hand outstretched, "Good morning, Chris."

Chris took the hand and shook it once, her hand was so soft and appealing. He had to sweep aside the thoughts of hers in his arms. He answered, "Good morning, Aviva. I hope you find this college a great place to call home for a while. I can show you around to all the different classes we have to offer. We have about forty minutes, so would you like to get started?"

Chris extended his elbow out, calling her to put her arm through. The girl was blushing shyly. Chris gently took her hand and cupped it and said, "You can trust me."

Chris and Aviva did a full walkthrough. He brought her to her locker, where he trapped her in a loving way and said, "Are you taken by someone?"

Aviva blushed and tucked her hair aside, "No. Why do you ask?"

Chris smiled dreamily. Aviva couldn't help but love that smile he gave. Chris answered, "I like you."

Aviva blushed harder and answered, "Thank you..."

Chris backed up to give her space and asked, "Do you go to salons and girly stuff like that?"

Aviva shook her head, "Only my eldest sisters. I have no desire to go to them. Did once, but it was so weird."

Chris smiled, "I like you the way you are," His hand couldn't help it. It brushed against her face. He leaned in, resting his forehead on hers. Their eyes met, closed, as Chris kissed her lips. He groaned over the kiss. Her cheeks were burning, but his cool hands soothed the burning.

The announcement for the classes to begin, brought them back to reality. Chris said, "First classes are always in the education booth."

Aviva, still blushing over her first kiss, asked, "What is it about?"

Chris said, "Forgive us, dear, but the new principal requests that ALL students, new and old, need the education of sex. Facts of life kind of stuff."

Aviva's face went into shock. She said, "My parents were just talking to me about that the other day when I was enrolled here..."

Chris said, "Never made out with a boy before, I assume," His smile growing bigger.

Aviva shrugged her shoulders, "Once, but he moved. You're only the second guy."

Chris smirked, "I can't get my eyes off of you; you are so beautiful."

Chris led the girl to the education class. Since he was president, he had to attend all classes, so he knew the lessons by heart. The thing he was embarrassed about was that the principal elected him to keep watch. Any unsettling moments in this classroom, he was to take care of. He sat Aviva on a class near the door and whispered, "If you get uncomfortable, I know where to bring you for some help."

Aviva said, while the students gathered to sit down, "Where, if I can ask?"

Chris answered, his voice soft, tickling her senses, "The nurses' office. Each education is for a year. So you'll be in here once and for a year. They will drill you to the core, believe me, it happened to me."

Aviva nodded and sat still as the rest of the kids came in. Since she was new and a couple weeks late from enrollment, it was no problem to rehearse everything. Mr. Collier introduced himself and asked Chris to present the new student.

Chris said loudly for the whole class to hear, "Today, I have brought in a new student. She was enrolled a few weeks back, but her information somehow got lost in the progress of enrolling new students. So today, she was finally brought in and her name is Aviva," His eyes sparkling at her.

Aviva blushed and pressed herself in a tight hug. She murmured shyly, "Hi, everyone.'

Chris knelt by her and whispered, "Since you're new, you can sit up with me."

Aviva was shy but Chris insisted. She sat next to Chris, face red as apples, and watched him eye the classroom. Mr. Collier went over the basics they have heard to make sure everyone had a fresh memory. Then continued the regular lessons. Today happened to be: Reproduction.

Chris' face turned red. He knew the guys in this class would claim her immediately. He was here for one year and saw how fast guys pick up hotties. Aviva was a hot babe and she was too shy to pick the man who fights over her. Chris let the lesson go and told three kids to step out and brought them to the principal's office immediately.

Classes came to an end. Aviva was no where in sight. Chris thought the lesson had scared her. He licked his lips, wondering where she could be. He began to walk to his next classes by himself, hoping he didn't make her run away.

The rest of the day classes were fine. Chris went out from the Cafe, deciding to go out somewhere to eat instead. He searched the Cafe for Aviva, boy, he wanted to make out some more. Diane was flirting with the new boys who went googly eye over her. Chris turned over and bumped into someone.

Whatever this person had, it went on the floor. Chris helped picked it up until he looked up, "Aviva!"

Aviva sighed, clearly she had been crying. Chris dropped the pile of papers he stacked and got closer to her and asked, "Tell me what happened."

Aviva started crying. Chris frowned, "I am the president. I have the right to demand these answers."

Aviva said, "I was picked on really bad... All these papers aren't mine to work on..."

Chris frowned, "Who did this to you?!"

Aviva chirped at each of her sobs, then answered, "The popular girls..."

Chris stood up, bringing up Aviva with him, "Come with me. The principal will want to talk to you."

Aviva pulled away, "No! They will only torment me more!"

Chris held her firmly and brought her close. Planting a small, tight kiss over her lips, Aviva was instantly relieved. Chris said, "They won't after I deal with it."

Aviva said, "Please, after the college classes are over... I'm really hungry, but they told me not to have lunch until all this is done."

Chris said sternly, "Nonsense! Come on, you are coming to lunch with me."

We are not going to talk about their lunch hour. It was the casual: family, career, likes, and dislikes... That's not important right now. Chris walked Aviva back to the college and asked her a simple question, "Will you stay if I protect you?"

Aviva answered, "I guess so... My family don't live in this city. We live about fortysome miles away."

Chris said with a nod, "It's confirmed. You are staying with us."

Aviva said painly, "But those girls..."

"Not right now. You can stay in my dorm if you want to," Boy was he asking a mouth-full. Sure he wants to see her virgin skin, but right now, she was tired and wore out from the popular girls. He just hoped that Diane won't come into the bedroom to see him with Aviva.

Classes were going on as usual. Chris hoped the girl would be safe. After classes, he met her and brought her immediately upstairs into his dorm. Not giving her a chance to say anything, he sat her down, looked over her books and papers, then said, "You hungry?"

Aviva was shocked, "What was that about?"

Chris answered, "Making sure no one is controlling you. Oh, I had the principal call your parents to tell them that you are in good hands so they wouldn't have to drive all this way to pick you up only to bring you again in the morning."

Aviva rubbed her bare arms. Chris almost drooled over the action. He asked again, "You hungry?"

Aviva nodded, watching Chris. Clearly, she could tell he was staring into her soul. She was itchy about it. Somehow, she liked the feeling of a cute guy staring at her. Chris stood up, brushed past her into the kitchen. Minutes later, she began to smell something. She stood up to investigate.

Seeing Chris frying up some bacon, she knew she had to ask, "What are you cooking?"

Chris smirked, "Livers."

Aviva's face grossed out and said, "It looks like bacon..."

Chris winked and pointed the tongs at her, "Just teasing, ya, Allergic to anything?"

Aviva shook her head. Chris' body was tall, strong, and oh-so handsome. She itched again at her privates, wondering if this was part of the lesson she had learned from her parents. That itchy feeling of love?

Chris began to build a sandwich. Aviva cooed over the actions, "BLT's?"

Chris chuckled, "You got it!"

Aviva stepped into the kitchen just as Chris handled her the plate, she smiled, "Thank you, Chris. I didn't know you were a cook."

Chris winked again, causing that chill in her spine to dive, "Wait until you taste it."

Aviva shivered at his words. Chris began to think he was overdoing it. He sat down in the living space, opened his lessons, and began to study. Aviva sat across from him, watching him, biting slowly into the sandwich.

Chris looked up, how beautiful she looked. They finished their dinner, Chris shut the book, gulping, then asked, "Did the last guy, you know, 'educate' you?"

Aviva answered, "In high school? What do you mean?"

Chris didn't want to say straight out that he wanted to try her out. He could tell that she was getting that girly feeling when a guy flirts. He said calmly, "Kinda like how the lesson in the... Facts of Life."

Aviva's blood turned cold. Was this cute boy asking her out on a make out? She blushed, "No."

Chris' heart leaped. Was she really a virgin?! He groaned within himself to control himself and said, "I need to do something downstairs. President's duties."

Aviva said, "Is it about the girls and what they did?"

Chris nodded, not wanting to bring it up, "Take a cool shower and relax. I probably be gone for a while."

Aviva nodded, "Alright."

Chris went downstairs, rubbing his face many times. He loved Aviva's remark that she haven't had sex, or did she not understand? He had to be more respectful than that. After all, it's just the first day. He met with the principal and said, "The new girl, Aviva. Well, the popular girls are using her as a homework maid."

The principal and Chris discussed how things were to be dealt with. Chris watched the time go by, and when the principal shook hands with Chris, it haven't been thirty minutes. 'What can I do?' He asked himself, 'She'll hate me if I just walk in there? Or would she?'

Chris climbed the stairs, not wanting the elevator. He had the folder of plans how to deal with the issue. Some of which to discuss with Aviva. He went to his room, glanced at the watch he had, "Shoot," He murmured. Time was not on his side that evening. He sighed deeply, unlocked his door and opened it...