Quick: The College Years

Quinn Fabray was quite proud of the fact that she had managed to graduate from William McKinley High School as virginal as she had been in her freshman year. She was exceedingly proud that she had reached more than half-way through her senior year at Yale in the same condition too. She perhaps wasn't quite so innocent as she had been at the tender age of fourteen, but in the grand scheme of things, she remained untouched, virginal, although she was a supreme master in the delicious art of the blow job, as almost every guy on the football team could swear. And the basketball team. And the fencing team. And the debate team. Actually, most of the males that walked the hallowed halls of Yale could swear to that. Well, the good looking ones anyway, the ones who had been lucky enough to become a beacon on Quinn Fabray's radar, the ones who had caught her eye. And right now, the person who was benefitting from all that experience, was one Noah Puckerman, a former high school football player, current wide reciever for the Bulldogs, Yale's own football team. If Puck had been enrolled at McKinley, Quinn would have had him years ago, but he hadn't, he'd been unlucky enough to go to Dalton Academy, an all boys boarding school. Puck - as he was known to his friends - wished he could go right back to the start and convince his mom that he wouldn't go off the rails if he went to school with girls, he wouldn't manage to knock one up, not even by accident. It absolutely galled Puck that he and Quinn Fabray hailed from the same small town and yet they'd never actually met until they'd both enrolled here at Yale, and even then, she'd managed to ignore Puck for over three years, despite the fact that they both had rooms in the same halls of residence. "Oh God," Puck sighed as he lifted his head from the sofa and looked down towards his lap, towards the blonde head that was giving him head. Jesus, this girl knew how to make a man lose it, big time.