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On Rounds – The Last Night Can I hear a round of applause ladies and gentlemen? The choir is singing and I am floating! As of 8 a.m. tomorrow morning, I will officially no longer be employed by Residence Life. Graduation is next week. My internship is lined up and I cannot wait to start working my way up the publishing ladder. One day I want to have my own publishing and editing company. I was lucky to nail this opportunity. All I need to do is make it through this last night of rounds. Armed with nothing but my clipboard and a pen, I stroll through the residence hall for the last time. You hear all kinds of things from behind those doors. Dogs barking. Pets are definitely NOT allowed. Family guy and The Colbert Report blaring from TV speakers. Are all these residents deaf? People playing Xbox One and Playstation 4. It’s Friday night, go get twisted why don’t you?! Hm, the sounds of college students at their finest. And of course, I can hear some fucking going on. It is the last week for a lot of us. A couple of farewell hookups are currently under way. “Harder! Yes… Yes baby mmmmmm. Fuck!” a girl screams. The grunting of a bunch of these coeds is making me horny; more-so than I am on a normal basis. My panties become damp with every Acıbadem Escort step I take. As I reminisce about my eventful year there is one thing that I regret, well, one person. Petey. My next door neighbor. He is British with a yummy accent. Most girls fall weak at that knees whenever he is around based on that alone. His looks aren’t of the drop-dead-gorgeous-take-me-now variety. He’s merely simple. Shaggy brown hair that he lets grow too long so that it covers his deep brown eyes, toned muscular build, and tall. He isn’t bursting out of his t-shirts or walking in that swaggerly way that some attractive guys do: chest out and up, hips swiveling, etc. I find all of those things very sexy do not get me wrong, I mean what girl wouldn’t? I guess what I am trying to get across is that if Petey were in a crowd of people, my eyes would skip right over him to someone more distinctive. Still, after meeting him once, he became a good friend, a great resident, and a constant fantasy. The honesty with which he approaches all things is refreshing and keeps me on my toes. He teases me sometimes and I swoon inwardly, but it’s the same with other girls too, so, it is truly hard to know when he’s being sincere. Acıbadem Escort Bayan Nevertheless, I would jump at the chance to get tangled in the sheets with him. Unfortunately, I am forbidden by contract to do so. Lots of other RAs get involved with their residents because really, who would find out? I avoid breaking this rule considering the fact that I live with these students, sleeping with them would make my life way more complicated than is necessary. Petey equals the exception. It’s my last night and my bags are packed to leave the next day. It would be nice to bump into Petey, say a nice, platonic goodbye. Usually, Petey is out having fun and then slipping into his room around 3 a.m. with some random chick. Not jealous…maybe a tad. As I approach my door, I hear jingling coming up the stairs. Petey has this fascination with key chains. He has a pig, a batman, a horse, a guitar, a lightning bolt, all kinds of things dangling from his lanyard, so I know it is him ascending. Time to have a little fun. I unzip my hoodie until the dip in my breasts are easily visible beneath my tank top. I’m wearing my black lace bra with purple ribbons twisting throughout that peeks out ever so slightly. Escort Acıbadem I bend over and throw my crazy untamable curls back for a casually cute look. Just as I right myself, he comes up on the floor. “Gretchen. What a pleasant surprise.” Petey calls to me in his unique voice. “Petey. What are you doing home so early on a Friday night? It’s barely 11 o clock.” I smirk as I check my watch and study him with as much subtlety as I can. “Mmm yea, I had a date. Then I didn’t have a date. That simple.” He replies walking closer to me. The wet feeling between my thighs grows as I catch a whiff of his scent. Old Spice. I wouldn’t have called that. In jeans and a gray t-shirt, he renders me a little speechless. A lot speechless. Don’t kid yourself Gretchen. Am I talking to myself too much? Oh God I am. Say something back to him before he thinks you’re ignoring him. “How unfortunate.” I tilt my head to the side trying to reel him in. As far as I’m concerned, as of 12 a.m. I am no longer an RA. I can make my move with no regrets, especially since I am leaving tomorrow. “What are you up to? Doing rounds I see. Anything…interesting happen tonight?” He remarks with a wink. Soooo I told him a little about what I saw, so what?! I’m a helpless gossip. “Yeah, I just finished. It’s my last night so…” “LAST NIGHT?” He blurts out and then catches himself. “I mean—you’re graduating right?” “Mmmhm.” I nod still watching him carefully. “Actually, I was about to destroy some mint chocolate chip Ben our desire feeding off of each other and ready to explode.
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