Meeting new people

It was the next day after the incident with Annie. Not much of note had happened later that evening. Annie seemed fine when I bump into her, so she must not have noticed my tribute as I hoped. She said she wouldn't be around for the next day or so as she visited her boyfriend, who lived nearby. God, I had forgotten she had one. As soon as she left took the chance and had another intense wank. This time over this Guiliaparty girl, the folder seemed to have a few more videos and clips of her. I didn't make it through them all, though, before I blew my load. If I am frank, my mind kept drifting back to Annie. I tried not to, I didn't want to be that creepy roommate, and she was taken so best to forget about it. It didn't stop me, though.

About midday, I met my next flatmate. It was one of the Gemma's. She had a fairly plain face, pretty not stop you in your tracks. She was wearing leggings about 5'7 blonde, with straight blonde hair, and I could make out a nice set of legs and bum on her. Gemma also appeared to have good breasts, from what I could tell, clearly not as big as Annie, but I doubt anyone would complain. God, I've got to stop checking out all my flatmates.

Gemma and I hung out for a bit in the afternoon and got to know each other. She was a first-year architect student and had actually moved some of her stuff in before I got here yesterday but decided to hang out at home as it was dead and no one else was around. Her parents only lived about an hour away, so it wasn't an issue. We got on well enough but got the impression we were into different things. So we went about our separate ways when late afternoon, my next flatmate moved in.

It was Lucca, and as Annie had guessed, he was an exchange student. He was studying Architecture but was a 3rd-year student just doing one year in the UK before returning to Italy. He was a little taller than me. I guess around 6ft 1", dark hair and eyes with a stubbly beard, Mediterranean skin. I assumed he was in reasonable shape as well from the look of his biceps. God, I'm even checking out the guys now; I chuckled to myself as I realised I was evaluating him probably as competition. I didn't get to spend much time with Lucca, though, as he seemed relatively shy and spent most of the time in his room unpacking.

Nothing much of note happened until the evening when Gemma knocked on my door holding some ciders.

Gemma: 'Flat bonding! You in?

Me: 'Er yeah, sure, sounds like fun.'

Gemma: 'Good, that was much easier than with Lucca. He is in the living room already.'

I followed Gemma into the communal area, where Lucca was already sipping a beer. We sat down and joined him.

Me: 'Crap, I just realised I don't have any ****.'

Gemma: 'Well, you're a bit of a rubbish student, don't worry, you can split my ciders with me, I've got plenty, you can just owe me.'

Me: 'thanks.'

Gemma: 'So let's play a game! erm, how about never have I ever! that will help us get to know each other.'

I had never really played any drinking games, and I don't think Lucca had either, so Gemma quickly explained the rules. I guessed she might have already had a little to drink or was just really excited about starting life at uni. If I am honest, so was I. Tonight felt like it was going to be my first proper night at uni.

The game was pretty simple; you say never have I ever...' followed by a statement about something you may have or may not have done. Then, anyone who was playing who had done said thing would have to drink.

The first few rounds were pretty tame. We just went through simple things like if we had been drunk before, if we had been in trouble at school and so on. Most things we had all done, and so we were all on our 2nd bottle quickly. I presumed that was Gemma's goal with the opening questions. With everyone getting a bit drunk, it started to get interesting in the next few rounds, though...