Lisa was waiting anxiously for her boyfriend Harold. They had been going out for almost six months now. Looking around the living room with her blue eyes she was glad she had picked up the night before. The wooden coffee table in front of her as she leaned back against the white leather couch she ran her fingers through her blonde hair nervously. It was the first time that she had invited Harold to her house since her roommate had left a week or so ago. Lisa was twenty years old and finally got her own place. Looking down at herself she checked out her outfit for the hundredth time wondering if Harold was going to like it. She was wearing a silk, black, skirt and a black tank top with a white button up shirt though she didn't button it, sitting up and taking a sip of her coffee she knew that today was going to be the day. Harold had begged her off and on through their relationship to make love to her. She had put it off because she was just nervous about letting him see her naked. She knew she had an amazing body and that with a guy like Harold she was surprised that he had stayed with her as long as he did. He had black hair and dark brown eyes. He was handsomely tanned and loved working out. That was how she had met him, he was at the gym one day and she thought he was cute, he walked over to her and used the treadmill behind her and struck up a conversation with her. Before the hour was up he had asked her out for coffee and that was it.