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When she came back into the bedroom she was already fully dressed. “I need a ride back to the college,” she said softly. Then she added, “My wish is that I pass all my mid-terms.” “You still have to study,” Stan replied as he slid on a pair of jeans. “But you will do much better that you had hoped for on all of them.” That was five years ago. Stan’s friend now asks him to please come to the party. Evidently word of the Horny Devil got around and a lot of the students– especially coeds– wanted to see him for themselves. The girls no longer laugh at his pickup line. Most just smile and say, “No, not tonight.” A few– perhaps horny little angels themselves– even try to pick up him. He could have had several girls at each party, but decided to stick with one who was willing to go home with him for the night. That way he could keep the ‘granting-a-wish’ deception going. If they stayed overnight, it was much easier to mold that wish so that it was something that could be made to happen, like giving them enough confidence to actually do well on their midterms or finals. This year was different. As soon as he arrived at the party, he knew who he was going to try to take home with him. She was tall... and blond... and wearing a very short angel costume with a halo that was somehow held a few inches above her shining blond hair. Stan grabbed a drink and poured out half of it so it would look like he had been there for a while. It also gave him something to hold in his hand as he walked up to the girl and said, “Does a horny devil like me have a chance with a beautiful angel like you?” That line, as well as his signature costume, had become something of a legend on campus. Several partygoers stopped to watch as he stood smiling at the beautiful angel. “Yes,” she replied as she matched his smile, “but I really would like to enjoy this party for a little while first.” “My name is Stan Satanowski,” he said quickly. “You can call me Angel,” she replied before he had a chance to give his whole name spiel. “So, Angel,” he said, trying to recover control, “will it be drink, dance, or conversation as we enjoy this party?” She smiled and answered “Let’s begin with dance.” Stan set his drink down on the counter and moved over into a slightly open area where a few couples were dancing to the loud music. As they danced, it was as if a bubble formed around them keeping all of the other couples a slight distance away. Stan had never before seen a woman who appeared to exude so much sexuality. She was a teenager’s wet dream brought to life. Stan was no teenager, but this woman was definitely having an effect on his manhood. It was even getting just a little uncomfortable to dance. Before things got too obvious or uncomfortable, he stopped and grabbed her lightly by the arm. “Why don’t we move on to conversation,” he said with a smile. A couple of the nearby girls snapped images with their phones of his smile. His very white teeth accented against his deep red face was an image any girl would love to have on her phone– especially around Halloween. Stan maneuvered his angel to an open table and they sat down. Someone gave him the drink he had left on the counter. “Sorry,” he said with a smile, “once it’s left the hand it’s in the can.” While the effects were not what Claire desired, this did keep her feeling fit, and was a good stress relief for her when her stress from school accumulated, so she carried on with her regimen. Rachel grabbed her shampoo and started lathering her hair. “Ooh, I wished I got you to suck my dick days ago.” I already bought the tickets for the whole week." 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