Party with Jessica.

"I'm a total slut when I'm drunk," Jessica confessed when I saw her next. "Mexico was a disaster. Too many men, too much booze."

We were back in class after break, and set to put together a presentation on some concept by the end of the week. Jessica had asked to be my partner for the assignment, so I got to hear all of her crazy stories.

"...In the lifeguard stand, with a total stranger. How could my friends let me wander off? Of course, he was a hunk, but still. It's not very ladylike."

I was content to let her talk. My own break had been a little too intimate to brag about. And besides, would she even believe me if I told her? All she knew was that I went down to Berkeley to spend some time with my high school friend and her girlfriend, and that they were coming to up to see me this weekend.

Friday was presentation day. Jessica opted for a conservative skirt-stockings-heels combo with a white blouse that showed just a little too much cleavage. "If you got it, flaunt it," Jessica explained when she caught me peeking. The white fabric hinted at the outline of her black bra, which held up her dark, substantial breasts. We got an A on the presentation.

Around dinner time, Talia and Rachel met me in the parking lot across from my dorm. "So what's the plan?" Rachel asked while Talia embraced me. I couldn't believe that they were here. It felt like a dream come true.

We started at one of my favorite spots, and while we ate the talk turned quickly toward romance. "We want to hook you up," Talia declared. "This time, with a real girlfriend. Do you have any female friends we can get you better acquainted with?"

I hesitated. Telling Talia about Jessica felt like feeding a scent to a predator. Jessica and I had a nice friendship, and I didn't want to date anyone other than the beauty across the table. But before I could stop myself, I spilled the beans. "There's this girl in my Comp. Sci. class..."

Before I knew what was happening, we'd spent the entire dinner talking about her, and I was leading the girls across the quad to Jessica's dorm. When she answered our knock, she was still wearing her presentation outfit. When I'd seen her last, she was my class partner. Now, she was the target of one of Talia's plans. Shiny black heels. Smooth, dark legs under dark hose, hugged by a grey pencil skirt which was tight on her petite waist. The thin, white blouse, loose on her chest. One more button undone now, her black bra on display under her phenomenal rack. Her hair was down now, a sleek, black curtain down to her shoulders. She flashed a white smile on seeing me, and I introduced her to the girls.

Jessica invited us in for a drink, and got acquainted with the girls. It was all small talk until Jessica started a new topic. "So, either of you ever think of dating Ian?" I sat straight up and swallowed my liquor.

Talia giggled. "I'd be lying if I said that we've never given Ian a test drive."

"Is that true?"

"He's a lotta fun, for a guy," Rachel answered.

Jessica pressed for details. "What do you mean? I thought that you..."

"Get a little more **** flowing and maybe we'll tell you."

"How about beer pong? Me and him against you two. We win, you tell me all of Ian's secrets."

Rachel fired back: "what do we get if we win?"

Jessica thought a moment. "I'll show you my tits. You're obviously interested." She made a sultry look and pushed her breasts together. Both girls stared for a moment before Talia recovered.

"I have a better idea..."