Everyone in the group wondered how Randy had even managed to get a girlfriend, and everyone certainly wondered just how he had managed to pull an older college girl hotter than the sun.

Randy was a nerdy, geeky, boy that had cero experience of any kind with girls. He was obsessed over horror movies and rambled mindlessly about anything related to old classics given the chance. He worked in a CD/VHS store, for gods shake, and he had somehow managed to pull this fresh-out-of-college smoking hot chick with a huge pair of honkers.

You were currently all sitting on the couch during a marathon of horror movies at Stu's house. To say Randy was clinging to you was an understatement, he had his face buried in your milky boobs while he mumbled and mindlessly —and incoherentlt— rambled about the actress on screen.

"So, tell us Randy voy" Stu chimed in, displaying his best teasing and mocking smirk while he leaned over you two. "How did you manage to pull this smoking hottie while being such a nerd, mnh?" He said in a purr-like tone, snickering slightly at the confused and disoriented whining sound Randy let out —he seemed too busy inbetween your boobs to pay attention to anything— as he tightened his hold on your waist almost possesively.