Page 275 of Mr. Beast


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As she opened the door and got in the passenger seat, I walked around the front of the muscle car. When I got settled behind the steering wheel, I fired up the engine. Heavy Metal blared from the speakers. I quickly shut it off.

“You listen to that shit?”

“It helps get me pumped.”

“I see,” she said, raising her brows.

We drove toward the interstate to head to Harrison, a small town to the east of Buffalo. She was really keeping me on my toes. I could have gone for some uncharted territory.

“Watch your speed,” she said as she glanced at the dash.

“I’m going to pass one of your tests by the end of the night,” I said, chuckling.

“Good luck. I’m not easily impressed. Although…” She looked out the window. “You know how to play some football.”

I smiled.

“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“I’ve got a lot on my plate these days,” she said. “Don’t take it personally.”

“I know what you mean. All I do is practice, play and go to classes. By the way, how did you do on the pop-quiz? A dinner-worthy grade, I assume? Otherwise I guess we’ll have to turn back around.”

“Well, better take this exit then. Apparently, my calculations were off. She didn’t have one today.”

“At least you’re ready now.”

“Yeah, unless all the information seeps out of my brain.”

We both got quiet as I pulled off the highway, slowing down on the exit ramp. About a mile down the road, a red and orange neon sign for Papa Sal’s popped into view.

“I’ve never noticed this place before,” she said.

“Those of us who know about it tend to keep quiet, so it doesn’t become overrun, you know.”

“Keep the frat-boys away. I like the way you think.”

“Exactly.”

I turned my head briefly and flashed her another smile, my charm finally penetrating her social defenses. By the end of the night, I’d have her sucking my cock. After I came, I’d be able to get her out of my mind and get back to the most important thing, football.

*

Our food arrived at the table, but I was hungry for something else. I had seen a woman place a napkin on her lap a thousand times before, but never with such grace. She made even the mundane more appealing.

“You’re quieter than I thought you would be,” she said then took a drink of water.

“Stunned by your beauty.”

I flashed her a grin.

“You sure do pour it on thick, don’t you?”

“Hmm?”

“Your charm.”

“So you think I’m charming?”

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