Sex University

[Snowblind]

I couldn't believe that my roommate didn't want to go to the party with us. Cami even invited him, and he still didn't want to go. Oh, well. We walked to the party, it was very close by and the weather was quite nice.

We arrived at the party, which was already starting. There were a lot of people here, but I knew that more would show up later.

 

[Indika]

Waking up hungry

When I wake up later in the day, I realize that it's almost dark! I didn't realize I was that sleepy. I've been through a lot the past couple of years though. I can't believe I actually made it through high school and into college! If it wasn't for my music scholarship I'd probably be screwed money wise. Doctors can be expensive, especially specialists.

My stomach growls and I decide I should probably get something to eat. Looking in the mirror over the small dorm room sink I realize that I look a wreck. I run my fingers through my hair until it looks somewhat decent and change my clothes. I slide into a pair of khaki shorts and a halter top, since it is really hot for the beginning of September. I pull my hair into a ponytail to keep my mass of curls off of my neck. I got a tattoo on the back of my neck just under a year ago, when I was barely seventeen. My best friend from back home in Seattle, Lynne and I went and got tattoos together. That was a blast. One of my better memories from last year. I smile when I think of how the artist talked me into getting my navel pierced at the same time. He tried to talk me into getting my clit pierced too, but I wasn't going to go that far! Lynne did though! She told me she came when he did it, but I think that was because he was diddling her a little more than was required for the piercing! What a riot! It was fun to watch though!

I slide some platform sandals on and walk out the door into hallway to catch the elevator. Maybe my roommate will be back when I get back to the room. I wonder what she's like as I ride the elevator down to the first floor. I go outside and realize I need to figure out where in the hell do I go to get some food around here?

I see a tall, good looking, older man walking by. He is probably a professor and wonder if I'd have any classes with him. I decide he probably knows his way around campus if he is a professor so I decide to ask him where I can get some food.

[Edited by Indika on 08-23-2000 at 06:58 PM]

 

[LadyChance]

The next day

IC::Katrina
This morning everything seemed to be running slow. The students didn't seem to be into their work and I myself couldn't seem to get things going either. To top it all off the dry cleaners had problems and wasn't able to get my clothes to me on time so I had to wear jeans and a white t-shirt, but I had dressed it up a little with a blazer. Today I had decided to leave my hair down. So it just wasn't my day, I could deal with this.

Speaking up I look around the class at all of my students, today seems to be going slow so lets do something fun. Anyone have any suggestions, I ask looking around with expediation.

 

[Reignfyre]

Chris

OOC: Sorry all, I went to The Who's concert last night, so I'm a bit behind. I'll try to interject myself somewhere...and I must say, go see The Who, still awesome after all of these years.

IC: I sit lazily in Katrina's class...I am dead tired. I went to an amazing concert the night before...one of those ones that you just can't miss...and I'm dead tired. She asks if anyone had any ideas, I just gaze at her blankly, not really knowing what she said. I do admire how she, like all of the other women at this school, is gorgeous. After that thought hits home, which takes a while in my current tired state, I start to think of what I'd like to do to her.

 

[Reignfyre]

OOC

I forgot to add on...mfucker, you can be my mom if you'd like. Sorry about the delay again.

 

[Indika]

OOC: The Who KICK ASS!!

Wow! You went to The Who?? God, I am so jealous! I was going to go here, but my friend got married that same night! Of all the rotten luck ... err... I mean it was a beautiful wedding!!!!

 

[Phoenix]

Daija Vu

Need caffine this pyschobabble is making me sleepy. Is it me or does every theory that makes sense seem completely wrong or it science that is really trying to screw with our minds so we buy into this BS and follow the trend until we have spend all our money and entire lives devoted to this, only to learn the truth that the psychologist were screwing with us, so now in order to attain revenge we continue the trend and circle of ignorance if only to justify the ruination of our lives. Whew that's it I need coffee my own logic is driving me nuts. Just when I get up, Trevor star of the wrestling and football team and resident school asshole walks up to me and says "My my my look who we have here. Ms. Daija Vu Morales Hill back to once again to bless our existence in Cal U." I look at Trevor and begin to wish I dropped out and moved in with my aunt in Miami. Trevor Goodchild was a handsome looking 20 year old guy with short blond hair, grey eyes and a rich daddy, but the on the minus side he was an asshole, he was smug, his ego is bigger than that new teacher Ms. Bonita's chest. Hell the man thinks so much of himself he replaced his car windshield with a mirror. He is enough of an ass to make me go lesbian. Not to mention he tried to feel me up last year when he was roomates with my ex-boyfriend Q or Quientin.

Trevor: You know since Q transferred to Arizona maybe it time you and me become a lot closer after all I do not see anyone else here in your league. Well maybe that janitor that I saw jacking off on the way here. So how about you and me uh study in my room. After all my roomy this year has not showed yet.

Once Trevor said all that I knew what his plan was since Quientin is gone that make me his well Daija rule number one: Never say my whole name when taking to me I have heard way too many daija vu jokes in junior high school and in HS. Oh yeah and rule number two never assume anything with me. I make my own decision and no one can change that even though Q came close a couple of times. Anyways I have to get rid of Trevor and get home. I look him dead in his gray eyes and said

Daija: Trevor just cause Q ain't here does not mean that I am a free agent. Now execuse me I have somewhere else to be.

Trevor: Now my dear Daija what could you possibly have going on tonight that can top a night with me.

Daija: I have to uh wash my dog yeah that the ticket.

I hastifly pick up my books and begin to make my way out of the library. However once I get outside to my car ( A platnium colored Lexus jeep), he knocks on the car window and says.

Trevor: Don't walk away from me Daija. I know things about you. I know about your time with Q. I knew about how wild you are in bed. I even know about the "special" home video you and Q made when he was here. Trust me one of these days I will find the video and you will be mine. That is unless you want Daddy dearest to find you in visual comprimising situation with one of the Nation's top All American basketball players Quientin Grey, who ironically used to be faithful rooomie. Remember Daija either way I'm happy.

Daija (interrupting Trev's lil monologue): Hey Trevor lover boy you forgot one detail I own the only copy of that tape and come to think of it maybe the tape does not exist anymore. And by the way hon if you every touch my car I will call Quientin in Arizona and have him beat your ass next time he is in town.

With that I speed off and went home to sleep and get ready for my second day of school

 

[mfucker]

IC: Lisa (Chris' mum), Chief Lecturer of Psychology Faculty

I was really happy when my son chose to major in psychology. Maybe it was my influence that spurred his interest in the subject, but anyhow, we would see each other around much more often now that he's a freshman in the U that I'm teaching in.

As chief lecturer, basically I handled most of the administrative matters, the only teaching I do is the weekly mass lecture that the faculty holds every Wednesday.

Here I was, sitting in my office on a Thursday afternoon, having just looked through the files of the new undergrads coming in. A couple of them stood out, in terms of appearance. Academically, there were a couple who were not that sound. Looking at the pile of notes for tomorrow's mass lecture, I smile to myself. I would be able to see a couple of lookers, both male and female, for the first time this term. I was looking toward my first mass lecture for once.

As I lean back against my chair, I felt like raising my legs onto the table, just to relax. But it would be unsightly, should anyone enter, especially since the skirt I was wearing was pretty short, about mid-thigh.

I looked at the clock, and decided it was time to pick Chris up and head for home.

I pull my hair back, and tie it into a french bun. I put on my cute glasses (my husband thinks that they are cute) and pick up my jacket before exiting the office.

As I walk down the long corridor, the sound of the pumps ring throughout the corridor as I walk. The doors to the lecture halls open one by one, signalling the end of the academic day.

The first of which to exit was Dr Thor, a 40+ lecturer who had just joined the faculty a year back. We exchanged greetings, and then continued on our ways. He was attractive, but probably not for me, for now at least.

I walk further down the corridor, and see Ms Katrina exiting from Chris' class. She smiles nervously at me. She seems somehow intimidated, maybe I could change that sometime. I wait at the door, observing all the students who are filing out slowly. My sights land on Nathan, if I remember his name correctly. He was gorgeous, but I've seen my share of handsome guys. I smile slightly at him, and he returns the greeting, having recognised me as the head lecturer.

His eyes roamed slightly on my body, notably my 36C's under my white blouse. His eyes leave my chest as quick as they land on them, not wanting to be rude. I was laughing to myself secretly, and proud that I still have the charms even at 39.

Chris exits shortly, after my brief encounter with Nathan, and we both leave the building together.

 

[LadyChance]

IC::Katrina

With my suggestion to the class people seemed to perk up a bit and I almost had to laugh as a few of the guys lost their pencils on the floor. The expressions on most faces told me what most of the students had on their minds and to tell the truth I was thinking the same thing. So as a thought hit my head I asked of my students to tell me of their nights last night. Knowing that the "Who" was in town I figured most of my students were dead because they had stayed out to late partying.

Taking off my blazer, which shows my rosey nipples through the white T-shirt, I sit on the edge of my desk, while listening to several of the students tell about their favorite parts of the concert. Yes, this was a good idea maybe if I could get them to open up a little, and relax then the class would be more fun for all of us.

 

[Maniac9538]

OOC: new student

Lou the newest kid here walked into Katarina's class late didn't mean to just happened. The Who concert knocking him out for a few hours. Looks up at the teacher and his jaw drops. Shakes his head clear his jaw length black w/ red streaked hair falling over his face hiding his ice green eyes from view. 'Sorry i'm late ma'am'


Lou
Stands 6'4 black w/ red streaks (think of drummer from Slipknots hair) ice green eyes. Hockey player, so well built, not a muscle freak just enough for him to look good in sleveless tees. Wears well worn blue jeans, black tee and black steel toed combat boots.

 

[LadyChance]

IC::Katrina

As the newest student walks into the class my hand motions to Chris to wait for a moment as I turn smiling to the new student. Asking the new student his name after he has told me. I explain what we are discussing at this point of time and ask him to find a seat. He had the most gorgeous green eyes, the kind that anyone could drown in.

Watching him take a seat, I couldn't think of anywhere else on earth I would rather be at this point of time. Turning I smile at Chris, {he was my favorite student he had a lot of passion for his studies and he wasn't bad to look at either} motioning for him to continue with what he had been saying. This day had just gotten better in several ways.

 

[Indika]

I get directions to the Dining Hall from the professor whom I stopped. I am famished. I am able to get through the line relatively quickly, since I decide that the only thing worth eating today is a Ceasar Salad. I pay for my salad and a drink and find a seat.

Alone with my food and my thoughts. I sigh wishing that one of my friends from home was here with me. Then at least I would know someone and wouldn't feel so alone.

Just then I notice that there is a guy sitting by himself at a table a few feet away. He's kinda on the skinny side, but not too bad looking. Besides he looks like a lonely soul too, maybe he's experienced some of the sadness that I feel now. I imagine that I can see it there in his eyes. He looks at me and I quickly look down at my plate like my salad is the most interesting thing I've seen in years. I hate to get caught staring. I'm usually a fairly outgoing person, but right now my face is flush with embarassment.

 

[scylis]

Steve went to lunch the next day feeling a bit numb. he wasn't really sure what he got (they said it was chicken, but he didn't trust them) and though it didn't taste half bad (to somebody who can stomach federally provided elementary/high school food, that is), but he just picked at it. looking around every once in a while, as he usually does (he's slightly paranoid), he noticed a girl starring at him. he quickly looked away. "why do people always stare at me? am i that wierd?" he thought to himself. he chanced another look at her and saw she was looking down, and appeared to be somewhat embarassed. after building up some courage, he finaly said something.

"you look rather lonely."

blinking, she looked at him. "huh?" was her reply.

"i said you look rather lonely," he repeated.

"oh.. yeah. i just got here, and i don't know anybody here, yet," she said.

Steve thought about it for a moment, then got up and moved over to sit by her.

 

[Reignfyre]

Chris In

OOC: Sorry, was busy last night as well. lol.

IC: I seriously couldn't believe this. Is this what higher education was all about? Talking about my favorite band who sings my favorite song with the hottest teacher I have ever dreamed of. Aside from the tall new guy, I didn't even notice there were other people in the room half the time. As I talked about Pete Townshend's windmill guitar strum with full visuals to get a laugh mostly because of my passion over it. I grew up listening to this band and there wasn't anyone on the planet who could touch them in my eyes.

As I kept explaining my experience which almost sounds religious with the way I describe it, I can't help but to stare at Prof. Bonita's amazing breasts. I'm 18 years old and full of sexual energy, I sincerely can't help it. It's not that I'm a virgin, but I'm not all that experienced, either. I've seen some nice tits in my short time, but none of them could touch this pair I saw in front of me. I was having two conversations: one about The Who and the other about what I'd like to do with this gorgeous teacher. The second one was happening in my head and I hoped that I didn't confuse the two.

But I shouldn't be having these thoughts. My mom is the head of the Psychology department, what would she think of this? I don't think she'd like it at all...but I'm a man now, or so they tell me, and I can make my own decisions...

 

[Indika]

I was playing around with my salad, still in my embarassed state when suddenly I hear a voice. "You look kind of lonely" it says and I realize it belongs to the guy I'd just been caught looking at. "Huh?" I say in surprise. I explain to him that I've just gotten here and don't know anyone yet. After a few minutes he gets out of his chair and brings his tray to my table. He probably feels sorry for the pathetic lonely girl, but, hey, at least I won't look like a loser to everyone else. Then I remind myself that he'd been sitting alone too, so maybe he was feeling rather pathetic as well.

"I hope you don't mind" he says politely. He has a nice voice. Hopefully he has some brains. He introduces himself as Steve. I smile shyly and extend my hand, "Hi, I'm Kendall. Nice to meet you." He almost seems to turn a slight shade of pink, but it must be the lighting in here, because his Meat Substance Surprise almost passes for food too.

"Kendall" he says my name almost thoughtfully and adds, "That's an unusual name for a girl."

"My parents were expecting me to be a Kendall Aaron Long, Jr. Boy, were they surprised. But, I did end up being Kendall Erin Long.. Erin with an E!"

"Hmm..." he smiles at me then concentrates on his food. We eat our lunch in silence, and even though we are strangers, it's not uncomfortable. I think I've made my first friend at Cal. U.

 

[minx]

But alas, poor Cami was killed in a freak pom-pom accident.

So tragic, anyone want to get freaky at the funeral?

 

[LadyChance]

IC::Katrina

When Chris finishes his thoughts about the Who concert I smile at him, telling him that I do, 'appreciate his passion for the topic at hand'. {wondering to myself if he has that much passion elsewhere letting my eyes slowly roam over his young body} Then tearing my eyes away from Chris I look to the newest student, he looks to be almost asleep.

{Speaking up a little knowing my soft voice doesn't always carry well.} Lou, would you mind telling us your thoughts about the Who concert last night? {Smiling a little as he seems to perk up a little when he hears his name.}

[Edited by LadyChance on 08-26-2000 at 08:47 AM]

 

[Indika]

After Lunch

After lunch, Steve says that he has more studying to do. I tell him since I hadn't started classes yet, that I really have nothing to do until Monday. "Would it distract you too much if I just hang out in your room? My roommate has been gone since I arrived and I don't think I can stand one more minute alone." The thought of human companionship, even just being in the same vicinity as someone, sounds perfect. I wait somewhat impatiently as Steve thinks it over, finally he sayd, "Well, I guess that would be okay." I grin and follow him back to his dorm. It turns out he lives in the same building as me, a couple floors up. We ride the elevator in silence. I hope I haven't overstepped our friendship by asking to come up. We go to Steve's room and I stand by while he unlocks the door. His roommate, Steve tells me his name is Nathan, is not in the room. As I glance around I notice that Nathan seems to be a pig. There is a pile of clothes on his bed and empty can's of beer on his desk. I don't see any signs of his having studied at all since school began. Steve apologizes for the state of things. "That's okay," I tell him. Steve has some magazines next to his bed and I ask if it's okay that I look at them. "Um.. yeah, I guess... they're mostly just computer magazines. I spend a lot of time on mine." I respond, "My mom is coming down for a visit next weekend and bringing me one, until then I guess I'll have to use the Computer Lab." Steve sits down at his desk and I stretch out on his bed to look at magazines. I find a couple of interesting stories and settle in to read them, my legs propped up on the headboard.

 

[scylis]

ooc

why did you kill Cami, minx?

 

[scylis]

IC

turning his computer on, Steve turned back to Kendall. she was reading something in one of his magazines. he couldn't help but just sit there and stare at her. sleek and trim, she was quite the "looker". though she might not have "a face that can launch a thousand ships", Kendall was still quite atractive, and to Steve, she was gorgeous. she must have felt him starring at her, as she looked up at him, making him look down and blush.

"what?" she asked in a friendly manner. she put down the magazine and rolled over onto her stomach.

"well.. it's just.." he stammered, trying to find the words. "i dunno.. i guess making a friend was the last thing i thought i'd be doing today. especially someone like you. i don't understand why someone with your looks doesn't get a lot of attention, even if it's negative attention. never expected you to be lonely and eating alone..." his voice drifted off as he looked back up at her, then wheeled his chair over to her. "so tell me a little about yourself," he said, smiling.

 

[Indika]

I can feel Steve looking at me and I glace up over the top of his magazine. "What?" I ask, rolling over onto my stomach, sure he's going to tell to go back to my own room. Instead he looks down blushing. "Well, it's just that making a friend was the last thing I expected to do today, especially someone like you. Looking like that, I'm surprised you're not getting more attention, even negative attention... didn't expect yout to be sitting, eating lunch, alone." It is my turn to blush. Steve goes on, "So, tell me about yourself." So, I tell him about my best friend, Lynne, and all our adventures terrorizing the Pacific Northwest. I even tell him about the time we almost got arrested for streaking Pike Place Market. Then, I tell him about my father. Steve gives me a look that tells me he understands. He moves to sit next to me. I roll over to make room for him on his bed, and he sits down so he's facing me. He tells me about his old girlfriend, and how she was murdered for the change she had on her. We look at each other, letting the understanding seep in, and then I sit up and give him a lingering hug. "Steve, I think we just bonded." I pull back and look at his face, he's very cute and has beautiful eyes, then on an impulse I kiss him, tentatively on the mouth....

 

[Indika]

OOC: Cami

I'm curious as to why you killed off Cami too, Minx? Seems awfully sudden!! Are you going to come back in with a new character?? Come on Minx.. come back!! Cami and Nathan would make such a cute, albeit annoying, couple!!! Hee hee... just kidding!!! Come back!!

 

[Indika]

OOC... hello? hello?

Bueller? Bueller?

 

[minx]

ooc: The ditz had to die.

Her next hayseed comment was going to be "more amusing than watching a leper participate in a watermelon-seed-spitting contest." Trust me, no one could handle more of this.

 

[Indika]

OOC: Return of the Minx...

You should come up with a new, more intelligent character!!