#rubytalk

‘This is what college is all about; meeting new people and experiencing new things.’ At least, that was what Ruby kept telling herself as she stood in the living room of the frat house her new roommate had convinced her to come to. Stella, the energetic redhead she’d be spending the next few months sharing a room with, had nearly died of shock when given the details about Ruby’s upbringing. She’d never been to a party that didn’t have a cake and streamers, she’d never had a sip of alcohol, and she had certainly never spent any sort of private time with a boy. There was that awkward round of seven minutes in heaven at age thirteen, but Stella had assured her that didn’t count. And so here she was; sipping on a deceptively sweet mixed drink and nervously tugging at the hem of the tight little dress Stella had insisted she borrow (”You need to show off that bubble butt of yours!” she had said). The other girl was nowhere to be seen, leaving Ruby to her own devices as the blonde stood there, taking it all in. “This is what college is all about.” she muttered to herself once more before taking a large swig from the concoction Stella had produced. 

Ruby was sick of feeling like a child, of all her friends having an experience she knew nothing of and holding it over her. So despite her better judgement, here she was: sneaking into his room in the middle of the night while everybody else slept. She didn’t have any fancy lingerie or anything, so she stood leaning against his door, toying with the hem of her t-shirt hoping the matching white bra and panty set she had on underneath would suffice. When his eyes landed on her, she spoke before he had the chance. “I’m sick of feeling like a little girl who doesn’t know anything about sex.” she said softly, and then before her nerves could get the better of her, she pulled the t-shirt off and let it hit the floor. “Will you teach me?”