Football Weekend

College has a lot of firsts. Your first time out on your own. Your first time drinking heavily (assuming you didn’t do that in high school). But the one you were looking forward to the most? The First Hook up.

You were approaching your third weekend. The first two had been fun in their own right. Drinking and party hopping we’re starting to feel like the norm. You’d even befriended some upperclassmen who had helped you learn the paths to and from Frat row to use in order to avoid Campus Security.

But this weekend was different. The first home football game of the season was this Saturday afternoon and the whole school was buzzing with excitement. You had heard all about how great the parties were on Friday nights before the game… they were apparently only outdone by the parties on Saturday nights that followed wins.

And that’s where you found yourself that Friday night. Grinding on some guy on the dance floor. You were totally lost in the music and the jungle juice you’d been drinking all night. You didn’t even know the name of the guys whose obvious boner was currently grinding into your ass as you danced. Hell you didn’t even know where your friends were. But you did know that they had similar goals in mind for the evening as you did.