Hannah wanted Biff to be her first lover...but when the football hero fumbled in the backseat of his '68 GTO, she gave up on him in disgust. Before the 18-year-old beauty could find a new boy toy, disaster struck: The brat's rich parents drowned on their swingers cruise—and Hannah was rich. Hormones raging, she set her sights higher: Angus, the unsuspecting college grad she secretly watched pleasure himself each day. The brat hatched a plan to right a wrong—the guy should share her new wealth—and satisfy her urge to procreate. But before the plan is unhatched, Hannah must be seeded.
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Keeping her virginity intact through the difficult, hormone-charged high school years hadn't been easy. And, honestly, Hannah's virginity was technical. She had done some stuff...but she took solace in the fact that she had never been penetrated, gotten completely nude with a guy, or slept an entire night with one. She thought of herself as a virgin with an asterisk.
In the spirit of full disclosure, Hannah had also done some experimenting with her own gender. But it had never gotten past second base.
Why, oh, why all this relative chasteness?
Hannah was saving herself—for Mr. Right. Sex appeared too complicated and messy and not worth the trouble to play the field at Hill Top High. It had to be the right guy.
Then, late in her senior year, a new set of hormones kicked in. Boys looked different. Especially tall guys, guys with big shoulders, guys who carried themselves with elan and confidence. Guys who turned other girls' heads. Guys who could throw touchdown passes. Guys in tight jeans with bulges.
Gawd. Guys like Biff Baxter.
To make matters worse, she had thrown herself at him.
It was near the end of lunch period. The seat next to Biff opened up, and Hannah slid in to make her move. They hardly knew each other, mere nodding acquaintances after sharing a lab table in sophomore-year biology. But Hannah had noticed Biff casting admiring glances her way since her bra cup size had upgraded from A to B last summer.
"Dude, I've got to break this to you," she said, trying to purr. "I've never been in a GTO."
Biff smiled and turned to face her. "That can be fixed..."
