This isn't quite a story of my freshman year, it was my sophomore year, and Natalya and got small apartment together. One day, I was sitting at my desk, working on an essay. (Because it was a few weeks before my birthday, Natalya kept asking me what I wanted for my birthday. I had almost forgotten about my birthday; I was turning twenty, big whoop. But, Natalya wouldn't let me forget too long.) She came behind me asking again, and I told her we could just stay in and chill, it didn't have to be a big deal. She seemed a bit dejected and said okay.
So, the week passed and thinks went as usual. My birthday came, so I rented The Wiz and Don't Be a Menace to South Central While Drinking Your Juice in the Hood (Yes, that's really the title), two of my favorite movies. I figured we'd just have a nice night in. I came in and it was dark. Okay, Natalya must me a little late coming from class, nothing big. I turned on the lights, and the room was flooded with red. So, now, I'm getting excited, looking around trying to see where she's hiding. I put down my bag and walk into the living room. There was a chair in the middle of the floor. I walked toward it and I felt hands of my waist.
"Just sit down and relax," she said, guiding me toward the chair.
When I sat down and finally got a look at her, I was blown away. She had on the sexiest, laciest teddy I have ever seen. I wanted to get up, but she pushed me back down.
"Uh uh uh. Sit down and be a good girl."