Mike had just finished his second lecture of the day; there was now two hour's break before his next group and to pass away the time he decided to go to the University library and search the internet for a while. He swiped himself into the library with his student card and made his way up the stairs to the second floor where the computers were. The room had over two hundred computers in it and most of them were occupied; it was quite a busy time of the day. After a few minutes of searching he finally located an available computer in one of the corners of the room. Placing his bag under the seat he sat down and logged himself onto the server.
For a while he surfed through various sites, music, film and humour mainly, but that got boring after a while. He finally decided to look for a chat room to pass the time away; after all he still had an hour and three quarters left before his next group. He found a chat site and registered himself as a guest user before waiting for the room list to come up. After a moment or so it flashed on screen and he browsed through the available categories. There was the usual, sports chat, films, and music, basically the same as everywhere else. And of course, there was the flirt room where mainly perverts hang out, pretending to be 17 year old girls and the like. After noticing the computer beside him had been recently vacated he decided to log himself into the flirt room for a laugh. It said there were fifty other people in there already so there was bound to be someone to chat to.
He chatted away aimlessly for a while, flirting with somebody called 'Sex_Kitty' who claimed to be a 21 year old waitress from London, who it really was, was anyone's guess, but Mike found it mildly amusing for a while. Just as he was getting bored and considering leaving he received a private message from a user called 'CandiApples'. He decided to respond to it, see where it went.
CandiApples: Hi there, A/S/L?
Deciding to tell the truth for a change Mike busied himself with a reply.
Funguy: Hey, I'm 19, male and I'm in Manchester.
CandiApples: Wow, no kidding?? I'm 19, female and I'm in Manchester too!
Funguy: Really? That is pretty coincidental isn't it? Where abouts are you?
To be honest, at first Mike thought that this other person was full of shit and not really in Manchester at all, he just decided to humour them for a while, to see where it went. The next reply he got however, shocked him.
CandiApples: In my University library wasting some time; how about you?
Funguy: You're not going to believe this, but I'm in the University library too.
CandiApples: No way! The one on the second floor?
Funguy: The very same
Mike had sat up to attention when he got the reply about being in the University and now sat up in his seat and scanned around the library to see if he could spot anyone doing the same right now; he was now actually beginning to believe that maybe his new chat buddy was telling the truth.
CandiApples: Wow! What a coincidence, what are you studying?
Funguy: I'm doing a Geography course, how about you?
CandiApples: Psychology.
Funguy: So, where abouts in the library are you? I've just had a scan but I couldn't see you looking around.
CandiApples: Wouldn't you like to know? As a matter of fact I saw someone scanning around a second ago, so now I know who and where you are. Not bad looking might I add.
Mike smiled a bit at this last statement, but still thought her to be bluffing about knowing where he was.
Funguy: Why thank you.
CandiApples: No problem, it is a flirt room after all.
Funguy: Indeed it is, but I still don't believe you know where I am. I think you're maybe bluffing a little.
CandiApples: Is that so? Then why do I know that you're wearing a black hooded top and you're sitting in the far corner of the room?
Funguy: Wow, I guess you do know where I am then. I'm impressed.
CandiApples: I know... I'm pretty good at this.
Funguy: So then, you obviously know what I look like, how about you; what do you look like?
CandiApples: Well, I've got shoulder length brunette hair, I'm fairly petite, and people tell me I'm nice looking.
Funguy: That's a fairly vague description.
CandiApples: Want to know more eh? I know what you're driving at. Ok, well I have fairly tanned (all over if you get me) skin, due to the Italian blood in me.
Funguy: Wow, Italian huh? Very nice, famed for being pretty big and busty ladies.
CandiApples: Well, I don't know about big... But for a petite girl I'm pretty busty.
This was getting slightly steamier now and Mike had a quick scan around to make sure that nobody was watching before typing his reply.
Funguy: Is that so? What size are we talking?
CandiApples: Oh I'd have to say more than a handful, and they're nice and pert too.
There was always the chance that Mike was being taken for a fool by some joker in the room, and he was more that aware of that at this point. Worse still, he could be chatting to a big fat ugly bird that was moistening at the prospect of seducing this handsome, fairly well built student. He contemplated his response for a moment before returning to his typing.
Funguy: So, do you have a boyfriend?
CandiApples: Not at the moment no; I'm enjoying my single status, making the most of casual encounters if you catch my drift.
Funguy: Perfectly; so what's you're real name?
CandiApples: Why do you need to know?
Mike hesitated for quite a while before typing his next response as it was quite a cheeky one; he figured it would go one of two ways. His mysterious chat friend would either play along with it and then they would see how far it would go, or she/he/they would leave. Finally he decided to go for it and began typing.
Funguy: So I'll know who I'm masturbating over later. Lol
There was a long delay in the response to this last message and Mike thought that maybe they had left or decided to ignore him as he'd gone too far. Just as he was about to leave the room, he got a reply.
CandiApples: Hmm, very interesting prospect... But you don't even know what I physically look like. All you have so far is the description of me.
Funguy: That's all I have to go on. And anyway, you could actually turn out to be just a man fucking around for a joke, at least this way I can keep my dignity and use the mental image of what you look like.
CandiApples: Lol, you're funny, but no, I can assure you that I'm not a man and that I really do look like what I've said so far. I'm not some fat sweaty geek girl desperate to get laid.
Mike actually laughed out loud at this and noticed that the person two computers down from him glanced up for a second in mild annoyance. The majority of the people inside the library were here to do work; you weren't actually supposed to use the computers for leisure. He reminded himself to be quieter from now on so as not to attract any unwanted attention.
CandiApples: I saw you laughing just then... You'll blow your cover if you're not careful. My name is Candice by the way. And yours?