Sienna Cole was in the midst of a dry spell. It was two weeks since her boyfriend had broken up with her and she was desperate to get laid.
She was 19, a sophomore at State U. majoring in psychology. She was on the cheerleading squad that performed at State basketball games.
She knew she was pretty. She was 5-foot 9 with blue eyes, long red hair and a matching full bush. She called it her fire crotch.
Ethan Brooks lived next door to Sienna in Gleason Hall. He was 19, a sophomore majoring in computer science. Sienna was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, but he was shy and nervous and couldn't get the courage to tell her. He'd never had a girlfriend.
They had met as freshmen in an Introduction to English Literature course. Their conversations had been limited to a few words about
