Noodle had told Stuart all about her adventures with Wayne. How she was volunteering to do figure drawing even though most volunteers didn't have her body type. She admitted the idea was exciting in a way, just standing naked in front of everyone while they drew her for a decent pay. It was adventurous and safe sure, but that didn't stop 2D from having a miniature panic attack. The thought of Noodle being naked in front of an audience was absolutely terrifying. Especially cause he wanted to see that all for himself any ways. For that to be taken away made him sweat nervously. Noodle caught on to this and grinned as she traced a finger under his jaw. "Nothing that big of a deal, its for art. Besides, its not like I'm a virgin anyway,~" Noodle purred. 2D was a mess of sweat with red lining his forehead cheeks and ears. He wanted to grab her there and then and pull her in and tell her that her body was something she shouldn't be so desperate to throw around like this! But he knew in his heart this was just for art study and nothing else. Even though he was desperate to just let her body be an exclusive for his eyes alone. Stuart knew this would be hypocritical for him to say anyways given he had made it with every professor regardless of gender.

Noodle went to shower shave and get changed. She came out with a dress with a built in bra and a duffle bag with a bath robe that she could walk in when the first sessions ended. So with that she kissed Stuart on the cheek before stepping out and clamboring onto Wayne's bike and driving off. Stuart had parted the curtains and stared outwards longingly. But with his phone in his back pocket he heard the ding of Shia's text.

Shia: There's a party tonight at my ex's frat house. You in? ;o

2D: Sure just say where and I'll be there. You want licked up?

2D didn't realise until pressing send what he said and tried to make it look less conspicuous.

2D: picked*

But for the sake of being flirtatious why not?

2D: If you want I can do both

Hours passed and Noodle came home and began to slip into that purple fishnet dress that she had laid out for the night. Tonight the party for Octo Tri Lotta was happening and to get Wayne into the social circle of the law and art colleges she had to be his date. She stepped out and did her makeup with enthusiasm and while putting some spare change in her purse cause who knows what would happen she saw a note on the coffee table.

Dear Noodle,

I got a date tonight. Hope to see you soon, do whatever you want but please don't trash the apartment without cleaning up after...

Or I could help you clean when I get back but I have no clue how long I'll be gone so you're better off with just trying not to be too messy. If I'm lucky I might be gone till tomorrow know what I mean?

Bow chica wow wow,

2D

P.S.

If I ever say bow chica wow wow again. Put me out of my misery while you still can.

Talk about hypocrisy. He's gonna try to stare her down and fight the urge to tell her not to be nude for a art class and then turn around and go get laid after. Who cares? Noodle was more focused on the party now. With that she stepped out and made her way to the frat. It was within walking distance so she didn't worry about getting a ride with Wayne. For now she was gonna kill it in her flats and dress. It was really just a shame Stuart couldn't admire her look, but she was more relieved he was anywhere else with his date.

Stuart found her car to be a bit overkill for a law student. Shia probably had money then. But her fortune meant nothing to Stu since he had one of his own from his music career. Either way. The car was nice. But what was nicer was the huge amount of girls sitting inside in every seat except shot gun. 2D began to sweat a little noticing they all seemed to talk and stare at him hungrily. Granted they were friendly, but he remembered these types and having been exposed to them years ago. Baby mama types. Not the good kind, the kind that think its no big deal to go condomless and then suck you dry the moment they see two pink lines. Luckily not all of his previously had children had that sort of thing going on. But that was a reflection for another day.

"So you're forty?" One ditzy blonde asked. She wasn't really his type. He was more of a raven haired girl with a brain type, but he was willing to try a girl out as long as she was nice to him and affectionate. "Just turned it few months ago. And I admit it came quick. Love yer youth kiddos. We aren't destined to be spring chickens for eternity."

"That's pretty damn deep man, you smoke pot?" One girl asked.

"Couple times, its a bit over rated or I just suck at finding good weed."

The girls all giggled at his comment before arriving at the frat house. They parked in the street and 2D lit a cigarette as they walked down the sidewalk. "So I hadn't been to a frat party in like ten or so years, how do these things go again?" He asked. "Well here its a little unconventional." Shia admitted. "Here it seems that a spell was cast on this frat or something. Cause five years ago every time since then someone throws a party in the frat, almost everyone who walks in gets laid." Shia whispered.

2D's heart skipped a beat and sank. These girls were absolutely wonderful, and the prospect of having five women or so at once sounded absolutely fantastic.

But it felt...wrong.