Getting Punked

It was nearly six thirty. As Andy continued to wait by the cafe entrance, he had to conclude that Leah was neither waylaid nor fashionably late, but had never intended to meet with him there. Perhaps he had to raise her affection level first - but how was he supposed to do that if she wouldn't even give him the time of day in the first place? This whole system was flawed.

He figured that, rather than Pittsburgh back to the start again right now, it might be better to use the rest of the week to experiment - at least until he fucked something up badly enough to cause him to abort. He already had the magic pass that allowed him access to any locked room, after all. He knew now that the Reception desk would be free around 5:15 PM each Monday long enough for him to snatch that whenever he restarted. He also found a handy written register of which students had been allocated to which rooms. He could also pick that up again on any Monday, but for now he would try to memorise the lodgings of the few people of interest he had already identified.

He needed to see whether the swipe card actually worked. Someone had already conveniently put themselves forward as the perfect candidate for a visit from Andy. Not Leah, though - sure, her constant snubs and misnaming of her former classmate were starting to irritate him, but she hadn't been proactively shitty towards Andy. Therefore, the person he had in mind was a certain Beatrice Black - aka Aurora. She was the one who had inspired enough of Andy's ire that he could break into her room guilt free, and maybe fuck with her stuff a little by way of ****. She was on the fourth floor, one flight down from his own.

The Halls of residence had been laid out in a manner where alternate floors were either filled entirely with male or female residents. It gave the different levels a strangely contrasting feel, with even the corridors giving off a different vibe depending on gender. It didn't mean Andy wasn't allowed to be there - he could have been visiting his girlfriend (in a parallel universe) but he did need to stay out of the toilets and, even more importantly, the showers. Well, unless he was willing to Pittsburgh his way out of trouble right afterwards.

He listened at Aurora's door when he reached her place. It didn't sound like anyone was in, so he swiped his card in her slot. It worked - he was inside, right where he wasn't supposed to be!

Aurora's room was much like he would have expected - messy, with a few posters of various 70's punk bands on the walls and a pile of her, seemingly recently worn, clothing on her bed. It looked like she had an en suite shower, which made her one of the rich kids, no matter how much she might try and project an image that suggested otherwise.

Andy looked more closely at the pile of clothes. On top of them was a black cotton bra and matching panties, both of which looked like they had been worn recently. That gave Andy something of a thrill - he knew he shouldn't be seeing those, let alone touching them. He reached out and grabbed the panties of the girl who had berated him in the Halls reception earlier -or later, depending on your perspective. He gave them a quick sniff - they had a surprisingly sweet odour. Aurora obviously took her feminine hygiene more seriously than Andy might have guessed.

Suddenly he could hear a trickle of water from the en suite. Then a flow. Then a humming on top of it, which he recognised as Taylor Swift, rather than The Clash or Ramones. Holy fuck - she was in the shower, and those en suites didn't have locks on the doors! Andy already knew he could reset all his wrongdoings in an instant with one word, and his spirit guide had assured him only affection, and not anger. carried over to future runs. It would have been crazy not to do it.

Andy walked calmly into the en suite.

"Good evening, Beatrice!"

Andy had never seen a naked woman in real life before. Now here was one, and a very attractive one with fantastic tits at that, full frontally nude and just a few feet away from him. He could have reached out and touched those magnificent, moist mammaries if he wanted to. Which he obviously did.

Aurora seemed to be in some distress at the intrusion.

"I'm here because I got a report there was a fault with your shower. Is now not a good time?"

"Don't you fucking knock first!" Aurora yelped as she scrambled to cover as much of her soaking wet, naked body as she could manage with her hands and arms. Inconveniently for her, to get to her towel she would first need to get past Andy "It's working perfectly, fuck off!"

"I will, soon enough. I just want to take a few more seconds to commit your hot, completely exposed body to memory first"

"WHAT?! Get away from me before I thump you, you fucking perv!"

"Pittsburgh"

Monday, 3rd September

Andy was now finally having a good time during Freshers Week, and wasn't in any particular hurry for it to end.

He watched Leah exit her car and allowed her to walk off without interruption. There was no point trying to talk to her yet. He needed to find out more about her - her likes, interests, the kind of guys she went for. He didn't like to think of it as spying, more of an information gathering exercise.

There was no need to completely fixate on just Leah, either. Several girls had caught his eye during his initial Freshers Week run. It would be silly not to give them all a try - after all, he had as many attempts at this as he needed and, if what the Spirit of Freshers' Week had told him was true, Andy figured the more times he got it not quite right the better. He was even keen to get to know Aurora now, having seen the goods up close and gotten the impression the tough girl act was something of a facade.

For the first time in a long while, Andy was starting to feel a real sense of optimism. Perhaps he was going to enjoy his University experience after all.