Bryan comes with Ellen, but the lounge is busy...

Ellen laughed. "OK. I'll head on up now," she said to Lynn. She looked at Bryan. "Walk me over when I'm ready?"

"Sure." Bryan said to Ellen. He glanced at his friend Scott, who discreetly flashed a grin of approval. He saw Lynn flash a very similar grin to Ellen less than a second later. "Meet you guys over at the Lagoon."

"Don't be too late!" Lynn said. "We'll hold a couple of seats for you if we can, but you know what it's gonna be like."

Scott stood next to Lynn with a hand round her hips, and Bryan thought she looked very comfortable that way. Or maybe she'd prefer a boy on each side, he thought. He smiled.

"You're going to be setting up for a little while, right?" Ellen said. "I don't expect I'll be long."

"Yup, and I'm sure we can use a hand if you can lend Bryan back to me." Lynn put her hands on her hips, which made her breasts stick out under her white turtleneck. Her glasses flashed as she looked up the stairs at Ellen and Bryan.

"'Kay, seeya," Ellen says.

Scott and Lynn waved their goodbyes and turned toward to take the sidewalk into town.

Ellen turned. "This way, Bryan," she said.

Bryan paused for a moment before following Ellen up the stairs. "You look really nice in what you're wearing," he said, admiring Ellen's look. She was several stairs above him, and he enjoyed looking at the smooth lines of the back of her stockings and, under her short khaki shirt, the hint of the elastic tops holding them up. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of panties she favored. He couldn't see a panty line, but maybe it was concealed by the skirt, which was a little crinkly at the top. Her light blue blouse complemented her blonde hair and fair skin. Bryan thought she'd look good anywhere.

Ellen smiled down at him. "Thank you," she said. "But I want something a little more danceable. And Lynn told me 'washable' was a good idea, as well." She laughed.

Bryan followed her up. He stepped up and held the door for her as they approached the lobby of Tyson Hall.

"Thanks," she said. "Let's see if we can park you in the lounge." She stepped up to an open wooden archway to one side of the front desk. "Oh poop, it's busy."

Bryan stepped up to see an old-fashioned sitting room with leather couches and heavy old furniture with a fireplace and a TV in one corner. The place was festooned with pastel crepe paper in yellow, pink, and blue. An obviously pregnant young woman was sitting in the middle of one couch with a bunch of Widley co-eds sitting or perched on the rest of the furniture around her, plying her with gifts and spoonfuls of puréed food from little jars, laughing and joking.

"A baby shower?" Bryan said. His ears reddened. It was such a girl thing, he thought, slightly embarrassed. And this one seemed more raucous and racy than he imagined. Someone had blown up blue and pink condoms to use for balloons, and there were little dome-topped cupcakes frosted pink with a darker pink dot at the top that must be a nipple.

"Yeah, we'll be losing Aileen next term, I mean, she can't have a baby in the dorms," Ellen said. She leaned into the room. "Hey Aye-Aye, you coming to the Lagoon?"

The pregnant woman looked up. "Hi Ellen!" she said. She had long black hair pulled back into a ponytail, and was wearing a soft blue knit warmup suit. "Probably not!"

Her raucous shower-mates begged to differ.

"You are so, going, Aileen!" the woman perched on the corner of Aileen's couch said. "What, you're gonna get pregnant again?" She was a long-faced young woman with a healthy pink complexion, her platinum blonde hair falling back over her shoulders to her waist. She wore a denim skirt, a maroon sweater, and nylons in the same color.

"Oh, Shelly," Aileen said.

"We're not gonna let you sit this one out!" the woman across from her said. This one was a dishwater blonde with a large mouth and full, pouting lips. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she wore khaki shorts and a white polo shirt with an open collar which showed off the shape of her impressive breasts. Her strong shoulders and legs looked toned from exercise.

"Maybe if you drag me, Marcie," said Aileen. "Have a good time, Ellen!" she said. "Who's that, is it your friend Scott?"

Several of the young women laughed. Bryan wondered if this was some kind of running tease.

"Oh, stop it," Ellen said. "No, this is Bryan, he's visiting town for the party and stuff."

"Don't tell Lynn, she'll steal him," Aileen said.

"We'll watch him for you!" said a petite Chinese girl wearing a 'Girl Power' shirt.

"Lynn's got someone already, Lena," Ellen said, smiling. "Bryan's friend Scott. She's gonna work him hard setting up the party."

"And dancing," one woman said.

"And after!" another said, laughing.

"See you later!" Ellen said, and waved. "C'mon, Bryan."

Bryan smiled and gave the women a little wave, feeling a little skittish at facing a room full of boisterous girls in the midst of a high female ritual.

They laughed and called out to him. "See you later Bryan!" "He's mine! Mine!" "I'll offer double what Ellen's giving you!" "Need a condom? Trade me a kiss for it!"

Bryan fled after Ellen. "That was a baby shower?" he asked as they went up the stairs.

Ellen laughed. "Yeah, looked more like a bachelorette party," she said. "Shelly put it together, but I'm sure Aileen wants it that way. Those two are pretty tight friends, but I don't know if they'll be able to keep it together after Aileen moves out."

Ellen opened the door to the 3rd floor. "Since the lounge is busy, maybe we can park you in my room and I'll change in the bathroom." she said.

Bryan smiled, emboldened by her vote of confidence. He'd never been in a woman's dorm room by himself before. "Will it be OK with your roommate?"

"I expect Amy's gone to Sherah's dorm," she said. Ellen got her keys out.

Bryan noticed something on the floor in front of Ellen's door, right under the handle. A wad of cloth? Something green...and something gray-and black checked. A girl's green panties, and a pair of boxer shorts?