M104

 Mitchell Hall Room 104 was a typical small classroom.  It held nine tables.  Each table was about 3 foot by 6 foot.  Normally they were lined up to face the desk at the front of the room.  Each had two or three chairs for students to sit in.  The chairs were now stacked up in the corner.  Most of the tables were lined up along the walls of the classroom.  As usual the tables had bags of chips and other snacks on them.  Although those bags were larger than the single serving bags most students brought to class.  Instead of the cans of soda and bottles of water that normally sat on the table, there were cans of beer and bottles of wine coolers.  While there were a couple backpacks you doubt that they were filled with books.

   Kevin Slaton and Michael Newman slid the last of the tables along the back wall.  They spotted you as they turned around.  Almost as one, they frowned and snorted.  You felt a little apprehensive.  At six foot six, three hundred pounds of solid muscle, they were both big men.  They were also rather aggressive.  That was only to be expected since they were the football team’s starting guards.  Normally their aggression wasn’t aimed at you, but you’ve never been comfortable that it wouldn’t be, given the slightest provocation.

   “Now, now, boys.” Cindy called out from where she knelt in the center of the room.  She was spreading a blanket over the floor where the tables had been.  “Let’s play nice.  Go get them a drink.”  Immediately the expression on both jocks softened.  Despite the fact that you were not under immediate threat of having your nose busted by either of the jocks, you were rather nervous as Michael handed you a shot and a beer, especially when he scowled at you.

   “MIKEY!” Cindy called out, “If you don’t behave, I won’t let you play with the nice toy he brought.”  He turned to face Linda.  You watched as his eyes look her over.  Slowly a wolfish grin spread over his face.  You noticed Kevin has a similar grin as he looked her over as well.  There was no doubt what is on their minds.  Although you thought they would have ignored Linda in favor of Cindy.  You were almost as surprised at Linda’s reaction.  She seemed to be reveling in the attention.  You knew Linda was no virgin, but she tended to prefer the outdoorsy type to muscle-bound morons like Mike and Kevin.  She made no indication she noticed that Kevin’s hand had slid down to her chest after handing her a beer as well.  Cindy had.

   “Wait Kev,” Cindy purred, “It’ll be much better once I’ve unwrapped her.”  Linda’s eyes narrowed.  She downed the shot without flinching and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

   “You won’t be so smug with your tits hanging out for everyone to see.” Linda hissed.  Linda was generally friendly with everyone.  While not the best of friends, she and Cindy got along…usually.  However, you could have cut the tension with a knife.  It didn’t seem to get any better when Mike brought several more shots to the girls.  They glared at each other as they downed the shots together.

   “At least I’ve got tits for people to see.” Cindy said with a smile.  Linda took the shot from your hand and downed it.
    “And see them they will.” Linda muttered to herself as she sat down next to Kevin.

   “This ought to be interesting.”  You looked to your left.  You were rather surprised to see Gillian Gerkin sit down next to you.  Gillian was more commonly known as the Geek.  She was a math and computer genius.  If she hadn’t tutored you, there was no way you would have passed calculus.  And her knowledge of MSWORD and the Internet had helped immensely on more than one paper.  However, she was something of a social recluse.  Between a full schedule of classes and tutoring more than a dozen students, the only time she had to do her own studying and research were Friday and Saturday nights.  As a result, she hadn’t attended a single dorm party during the semester.  You had expected her to be in the Library studying.

   “What ought to be interesting?” you asked rather confused.

   “That.” Gillian said with a nod of her head towards Linda and Cindy.  They were doing another round of shots that Mike had given them.  You looked at her still confused.

   “Didn’t Linda tell you?” Gillian asked amused, “Let’s just say that things were rather tense.  Cindy liked the suggestion I made, figuring she could humiliate Linda.  And Linda couldn’t resist the challenge.”

   “What challenge?” you asked.