In a scene very reminiscent of The Breakfast Club, Lauren was forced to answer how much one night with her would cost

One Wednesday evening during freshman year, a couple classmates and I wrapped up a study session by cracking into a case of Molson in our dorm's study hall. Our dorms converted the large suites at the end of the hallways, formally assigned to the Jesuit Priests back in the day, into comfortable study halls complete with couches, chairs coffee tables and desks.

Together with Lauren, her roommate Nikki, and classmates Elizabeth, Warren and Jared our conversation transformed from one of Western Civilization to "who's hot in our school?"

I started, "well, ladies, I think you are all beautiful; but in my opinion, based on my own personal tastes - Lauren, you are HOT." And she was. She looked about five years older than she was with a beautiful, voluptuous body.

She blushed even though I knew she was quite aware. She was dating a 26-year old police officer and Mr. Buffalo Bodybuilding Finalist back in her hometown.

"Thanks, you're not too bad yourself," she reacted.

At that point Elizabeth then laid down the ground rules. And, yes, she was attractive as well.

"Ok, for the sake of the game let's not include anyone else in the room."

So we started to share our tastes in the opposite sex with each other with a few shockers here and there when one of us mentioned that he would pay any amount of money to hook up with the girl he revealed.

With that information the ladies in the group joked that they could start an escort service. At that point I turned to Lauren and asked her:
“how much would you charge me?

"For WHAT?" she asked.
"For the night?" I asked.
"I'm not going to answer that," she said with a giggle.

The scene was starting to resemble a memorable act from the movie The Breakfast Club with all eyes on Lauren.

"Come on Lauren, everybody has a price,” I said.

"Answer the question Lauren," demanded Warren.

"Yeah, Lauren, answer the questions," Jared belted out.

After a few more minutes of peer pressure that included the ladies of the group Lauren belted out "I don't know, twenty bucks?"

"Let's go!" I exclaimed as I jumped to me feet reaching for my wallet.

She stood up and followed me to my room all the while listening to the echoing of laughter from my classmates in the study hall.

Well, we didn't go all the way but I did participate in a pretty intense kissing session and secured a beautiful date to the fall formal. And, no, she didn't take my money. :)