Looking around the raucous party, Rachel asked herself, “What am I doing here? I should just go back to my dorm.” She felt invisible in the crowd. She had found a couch to sit on, off to the side, and was watching partying come and go. “Hey, you must be new. I'm Tye,” someone said to her. Startled, she looked up and saw a very handsome, very fit guy. He HAD to be popular. Why would he even talk to her, she wondered. But,...

Rachel tried to put the night behind her. During the day, she could push the thoughts from her mind. But she had awakened more than once at night and touched herself to the memory. She was sure she would never get in a situation like that again. She felt both shame and embarrassment at the memory. But the sex itself and Tye's style were overwhelmingly arousing. And while she was shocked at how he spoke during their sex, h...