Oksana had always been a balance between everything, not going to far but never going far enough. Seven years at a Catholic all-girl school taught her to be a flirt, but she was generally shy by nature. A small girl at 4'11", she was noticed for two things: her curvy figure (no white girl has an ass like she does, it had been compared to J.Lo's) and her eyes. Every man she had ever met was spellbound by those deep green eyes, with flecks of blue and brown. Her deep brown-black hair was accented by caramel gold and red streaks that only shone in the sunlight. After 7 years of being surrounded by girls, college had been a welcoming challenge.
Oksana was no stranger to going away. She had had the opportunity to travel to many places by herself, including a study abroad in London and Spain.
'Those were some interesting nights,' she had thought to herself as the packed up Lexus with herself, mother, and youngest brother headed off towards upstate New York. She thought back to the nights when she had been only 15 and was dancing on top of stages, half drunk, late night drunken phone calls to her friends back in the US, and to top it all off, being asked to become a stripper at a local club.
'I wonder how college will be.'
Several years later, college had become quite dull. Oksana ended up attracting the losers of the college, for some reason. She couldn't seem to get a break.
Then, one summer, she decided to do summer school to play catch-up, and that was a summer to remember.
Within the first few weeks of the summer program starting, Oksana ran into one of the most noticeable men on the campus: Leon. Leon was very tall, easily well over 6ft, built for basketball, wearing glasses, a goutee, and light brown skin, with puppy dog brown eyes that would make any girl melt. He had a twin brother, Chris, but Chris was shyer than Leon. That and Chris had earrings, the only way to tell the difference between the two. It was during lunch one day, before Oksana's second class and Leon was taking a lunch break with one of his co-workers.
"Can we sit here?" Leon's voice sounded very sexy, in Oksana's opinion, easily making her tongue-tied.
"Sure" Oksana stuttered.
"I'm Leon, this is my buddy Alan."
"Oksana. Are you here doing summer school?"
"No, we both work for IT."
"I pity you. IT seems to be one of the worst jobs around here, with all the complaints you must get."
"Eh, it's not as bad as it seems."
"I've noticed you around campus. Don't you play basketball with your brother?"
"Chris and I used to be on the basketball team, but we quit it a while ago."
The conversation lasted until the lunch break was up, Alan contributing some, but mostly Leon and Oksana talking.
"By the way, were are you living?" Leon asked as he stood up, getting ready to leave.
"Up in the upper dorms. Second floor of D4."
"HAHA! I live on the third floor. 308."
"I'm in 208! I'm right below you!"
"Perhaps you and I will meet again."
'I hope so,' Oksana thought to herself wistfully.
Later that night, there was a knock on Oksana's door. Oksana had her nose buried in a history book for the next day lecture, so she didn't bother to get up.
"Come in!"
As the door creaked open, Oksana saw Leon poke his head in.