Breakfast time

You dozed for a while but then got up and showered. You wondered if Lauren was up yet and showering too. Soaping up her nubile dancer's body under the hot jets, her lithe fingers exploring every delicate wet contour of that perfect form.

Perhaps she was imagining your hands all over her after having her legs in your lap last night. Was there anything more to that? Was she just naturally touchy-feely?

Maybe her hands slithered down between her thighs and her stiff middle digits arced easily into her hot pink slit. Your eyes were closed as you wanked frenziedly over Lauren. How had she taken control of your senses after just being loud and irritating this time yesterday?

You coated the tiles in your seed and rinsed it away with the shower head but in your mind you were spunking deep into Lauren's hot little cervix as she whispered in your ear that she loved you.

What a pervy little freak you were!

You remembered to actually wash yourself and your hair and dried off, waking Sam as you dressed- he had to take a morning dump as you brushed your teeth in the room (you weren't that close!) so you told him about your hot dream through the bathroom door.

"Elliott, what the fuck is a pool whore?" He was crying with laughter and it just reminded you how ridiculous dreams were- like your clothes literally disappeared but you thought nothing of it.

"I dunno mate, like a girl who gets off on..

"...On pool paraphernalia? Ooh Elliott, chalk my nipples!"

You had to laugh. What a dick.

You headed down for breakfast and most if the teachers were already up and tucking in. You were surprised they could comsume so much booze and be bright eyed and bushy tailed just a few hours later.

You didn't get a standing ovation on appearance and felt slightly disappointed that your 15 minutes of fame were over- well, wait until tonight! You thought. You'd be the toast of Room 1 for sure. A glance at the teachers' room showed the door firmly closed and clearly a major cleanup operation had been undertaken.

You had a nice moment with Maddie by the coffee machine and she seemed happy when you promised to hang out with them again that night.

Lauren and Millie waved at you but they were way over the other side of the diner and Sam had sat with Holly, Lily and Alex. Daisy was last with the straighteners (these dorms had nowhere near enough sockets) so was delayed. Sam took the opportunity to tell them of your dream but kept their friend's name out of it. Holly and Alex laughed but Lily looked a little embarrassed. Clearly not comfortable with this sort of talk.

Her golden/dark blonde curls tumbled across her shoulders and her sleepy, half closed eyes made her look positively adorable. She had really neutral makeup and it accentuated her green eyes and those pillowy lips that you couldn't help imagining kissing.

She was trying to scrape the tiny atom of butter across her last piece of toast and you slid your portion (calm down) across the table to her. She flicked her emerald eyes your way and silently mouthed 'thank you' and you felt every hair on your skin bristle in excitement.

What the hell was happening to you on this bloody trip?