We enter the ground floor, where the party takes place, through a large old double door made of oak wood. The frat-house is already over a hundred years old, but still in good shape. Sometimes the old gentlemen, former residents, come back to treat themselves to a whiskey in the billiard salon. Otherwise, the house belongs to us students.

Man, there are so many people here that we can barely get through to the chess room. Inwardly I moan again. Maybe I should look for my own apartment... A guy pushes past me and pulls a blonde with high heels and a short dress behind him. They make it to the stairwell, then they start kissing wildly and climbing the stairs at the same time (how the hell is such a thing possible?!). The guy is not a resident here and upstairs are actually only the bedrooms. Man, how glad I am that I locked my damn room!

Arriving in the chess room, Aaron leads me to a table where a guy is already sitting and sipping his beer in his right hand while balancing a redhead on his left knee, which he grabs with his left hand onto her butt.
And immediately I don't like the guy.

I wouldn't say jealousy is the reason for that. Rather, I think it's not absolutely necessary to do something like this in front of all kinds of people. I mean, what does he think a woman is? A toy to show around?

But well, as an eternal virgin, I, too, seem to have done something wrong.

When I sit down opposite him on the old, high-quality leather chair, the guy opens his mouth and immediately I understand why Aaron wanted o spank his ass with a chess-duel.

"Dude, you already look like you can play the game. Do you even know what the characters are called?" He gapes with a drunken full idiot voice. Immediately afterwards, to express his sentence, he claps the redhead on the butt, so that she nearly falls off his knee, almost tipping her drink over the old, valuable ebony chessboard.

My gaze wanders to Aaron. He looks at me seriously and nods.

"I'll get you a beer." He hastily turns around and disappears. Well, he understood. Sometimes I think he can read my mind.
Such bullshit can only be survived with alcohol.

Sighing, I sit in front of my black figures.

"White begins." I say annoyed.

Grinning, the guy leans forward and puts a white pawn on E4.
Bored, I put my pawn on E5. I already have an idea what he's up to. The guy feels confirmed by my playing along and puts his lady on H5.
As I thought. He's trying the shepherd's mat?! He can´t be serious. Does He think I'm a toddler? I look at him in disbelief. He's even more stupid than I thought.

Satisfied, the guy leans back and grins at his redhead. He really seems to think this is some crazy chess trick, right? Oh man, the whole thing is so ridiculous that I almost feel sorry for him.

I don't do him the favor but make a reasonable move and pull G7-G6. With that, I parried and averted the danger.

The guy looks dumbfounded.

Aaron comes back to our table with two beers. "Thank you, man." I say and take one of the bottles from him and immediately take a big sip. Then I look at the guy across from me.

"What? No plan B if the shepherd's mat doesn't work?" I ask dryly. The guy seems to be thinking. Can he still do that, as wasted, as he is? Aaron laughs and pats me on the shoulder.

"Just as expected by our genius!" He says contentedly before sipping his beer. Oh God, how embarrassing.

"Don't call me a genius, my little sister already knew shepherd's mat in kindergarten, that's nothing to be proud of." Aaron rolls his eyes and continues drinking.

The guy opposite is slightly green with shame and makes his next move. But now that he got his lady out too early, he's an easy target for me. If I were a real ass, I could now put him mat myself. I bet he doesn't know this feedback move. But where would the fun of the game and also the educational effect be for Aaron if I didn't stretch the game a little bit and make it more exciting? This is not just a game of chess.

A little thrill won't kill Aaron. It's time for him to learn his lesson. Just because you're a spoiled law student doesn't always get away with everything.

Besides, I haven't finished my beer yet.

I make my next move and he makes his. The redhead watches us with utmost interest. I wonder, if I've ever seen them anywhere. At university, perhaps?

"Yara, babe, will you get me another beer?" the guy asks, clapping her butt again. I roll my eyes in annoyance.

"Stop it!" She finally hisses angrily and pushes his hand away. Then she gets up and disappears towards the kitchen, where we have set up a counter with a tap. We make a few more moves. Every now and then I look to the right to make sure that Aaron gets scared for his bike until I finally put the guy Matt. Just as the redhead comes back with his beer.