It all started because of one blonde hair.
When Ashlee broke up with the boyfriend she'd had for most of the first three years of college, she decided she needed to make a change. Bill cheated on her at the start of senior year, although she'd felt herself losing interest in him for some time. She could only remember them having sex once that summer, and she hadn't really been into it that time.
So he slipped up with a drunk underclassmen girl and Ashlee refused to take him back. Then, to get a new start, she decided to bleach her long black hair. It was so blonde it was nearly white, and she enjoyed the attention that her new look attracted. Her large chest and round ass also probably helped in the attention-getting department.
One person who started paying more attention was her Bio lab partner, J.D.
J.D. had been in her introductory Bio class over the summer semester, which is how they paired up as lab partners when they ended up in the same intermediate class in the fall. He was cute, and Ashlee enjoyed flirting with him, even when she was still dating Bill, but she'd assumed nothing would come of it, because he wasn't her type.
First of all, he was short...about her height, and she'd always dated tall guys.
Second, he was black, and she couldn't imagine what her parents would think. They never said anything to her, but she remembered when her older sister Susan went off to college, one of the things they told her was "don't bring home a black guy!"
Still, when she went blonde, J.D.'s flirting became more serious.
"Damn, girl!" he said when she walked in that first day. "You've got to warn a guy before you walk in looking like that."
She enjoyed the attention and also noticed that even though he was short, he was obviously well built, judging from the way his t-shirts clung to the muscles in chest and back.
So she wasn't entirely surprised when he hung around by the lab door after class one day until she'd finished collecting her books.
She was surprised at his serious manner. All the laughing and joking was gone as he looked deep into her eyes.
"So, you single now, right?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, meeting his gaze.
"You want to do something tonight? Dinner and a movie, maybe? I'll take you out."
She had a hard time tearing away from the intensity in his chocolate brown eyes.
"Sure," she said. "That sounds great."
Her friends teased her mercilessly that afternoon. "Move over Bill, now there's someone bigger," said Kelly.
"Oh, come on," Ashlee argued. "Bill was at least half a foot taller than J.D."
"There's height, and then there's length," her Kelly said.
Ashlee blushed. "Oh, that's just a stereotype," she said.
Her friends just looked at her.
"Isn't it?" she asked.
"You're in your fourth year of college , and you're just now going out with your first black guy?"
Ashlee nodded.
"Well you let us know what you find out."
"Well, I won't find anything out for awhile," Ashlee said. "It's our first date tonight."
Kelly nodded knowingly. "Your curiosity will get you. You watch."
Meanwhile, across campus, J.D. was getting the same treatment.
"That girl just got blonde, and now she's gonna get her first brother," said Tyrell.
"Come on, man," J.D. said. "It's not like that. She's a friend. We're just going to have a night out."
"Wait a minute," said Tyrell. "It sounds a lot like brother is still waiting to have his first blonde girl!"
J.D. didn't answer and Tyrell cackled a laugh.
"You watch, she's a friend now, but she'll be all over you once she decides she needs a look to see if it's true."
"She's not going to be looking at anything."
"One little sideways glance," Tyrell said knowingly. "That's how you'll know it's about to go down. She just take one little peek down...and it's about to be on."
J.D. picked her up at her apartment. He was wearing black slacks and a nicer shirt than his usual tees. She still admired the way it fit his torso, though.
