Spending the rest of the night with Tiffany

There were cubicles set up outside, not too far of a walk from the main set up in the courtyards. That was the plan at first, for Mark and Tiffany to head there before grabbing another drink.

“Oh you’re kidding me,” Tiffany said, noticing the long queues outside each of the cubicles.

“What do you want to do? Wait in line?” Mark asked her.

She pondered the decision. “I really need to go, this could be like a half an hour wait, let’s just go back to East Hall, it’ll be quicker and we won’t have to stand in a line the whole time,” she explained.

Tiffany took him by his hand and dragged him away from the cubicles, back in the direction of East Hall.

It wasn’t necessarily a far walk, they headed on foot, having a general chat. As they made it to East Hall, they had still yet to have spoken about Tiffany’s break-up or anything to do with Travis. It was something that he thought would come up eventually but he wanted Tiffany to be the one to bring it up.

Getting to East Hall, it was fairly quiet with everyone else out on the grounds. Tiffany rushed inside, going straight for the bathrooms.

Mark himself went to his own dorm room so he could grab out some straight pure **** that the two could share, rather than paying for more drinks.

He waited at the bottom of the staircase for her. When Tiffany came down the steps, he shook a bottle of straight and a bottle of coke to mix it with, beaming back at her.

“You legend!” she squealed, coming down the stairs to meet beck up with him. “Let’s get some cups and find somewhere to drink this.”

Wanting somewhere private, away from everyone, Tiffany knew exactly where they could go.

As an RA and being one of the smartest and responsible students on campus, Tiffany had a lot more access to any of the buildings here. She picked one directly behind the DJ set up, at the end of the courtyard.

Using a key to get inside, the two made their way up a few floors and entered this staff room.

“Jesus, how about this,” Mark said checking it out.

The room was wide, it had these massive tinted windows that nobody could see in from the outside. “Come give me a hand with these,” Tiffany called out, behind a leather couch seat.

Mark helped her out, they pushed two of those leather recliner couch seats right at the front of those windows so they had a view of everyone while they drank.

“Cheers,” Tiffany said, holding up a cup of the mixed spirits, “To passing exams and to good company.”

“Cheers,” he replied back, clinking their cups against each other.

What could he say, the view was spectacular and so was the girl sitting next to him. As they watched people partying and the crowd slowly getting smaller as the night got later and later, Mark and Tiffany got to learn even more about each other.

“Alright, when did you lose your virginity stud,” Tiffany said, gulping down the last of her cup.

“Ahhh hmm, last year it was,” Mark recalled, “High School, blonde girl named Penny.

“And was this Penny much good?” she added.

“Umm uhhh ehh... no, not really.”

They both laughed, both really feeling the effects of the straight **** they were mixing with. “So what about you? When do you lose your V card?” Mark asked her.

“Well, I was 15. Sam McAdams, a boyfriend from school,” she started speaking, “It was quite funny actually, Sam had like mild asthma so first time we did it, everything was going great, I was riding him on top. Then suddenly, he has this asthma attack and had to use his inhaler. But he fucking left it in the kitchen of his parents house.”

“Oh no, was his parents home right then?” he asked.

She started to laugh, “Well not yet, not at that stage. I sneak down to the kitchen completely naked to get his inhaler, just being thankful taht nobody was home. But as soon as I grab it, the front door opens and in walk his parents, way way earlier than they said they would be back.”

Mark was now laughing too, feeling the second-hand embarrassment for Tiffany at the time.

“Did they see you?” he asked.

“Oh yeah. I panicked, I just sprinted upstairs as fast as I could but I ran straight pass them and there’s no way they didn’t see my naked body,” she laughed, “I didn’t date Sam for much longer, mainly because I was so embarrassed about his parents seeing me in the nude.

They both laughed, still drinking from their cups, “Well that sure beats my 4 minute awkward first time story,” Mark said.

As funny and embarrassing as the story was, Mark couldn’t help but feel a little horny too. Just hearing about Tiffany in the nude was turning him on. God he wanted her tonight, he would have done anything to make that happen.

“What about guys on campus,” Mark asked, “You’ve been here a bit longer than me, have you been with many guys here?”

It was a bold question, trying to push their conversations into something that could get them in bed together.

The look on her face gave it away, she was trying really hard not to smirk. “Maybe a few here and there,” she said, cheeks turning ever so slightly red, “May have had just a little bit of a slutty era before I became and RA.”

That’s what he wanted to hear, he knew how hard it was to get into her pants but he also knew that there was a time that she was so sexually adventurous.

“I hear you’ve gotten around quite well yourself?” Tiffany added, raising an eyebrow. “How did you know that?” he asked her back.

“Ahh you know, girls talk, we gossip,” she laughed.

“Well I guess I just haven’t been ready to settle down with anyone here yet,” Mark said.

It was the key words for Tiffany to start bringing up her break up with Travis. Her face dropped a little, a tinge of sadness became quite obvious from just reading her face.

She looked down at her nails for a second. “Relationships are difficult,” she then said, “You think it’s all going along perfect and then it just takes one thing to completely end it.”

Mark replied, asking if she was talking about Travis. She nodded and explained more about her break-up. It was civil and they still want to be friends because of how much they care about each other. It was just that Travis didn’t want to be making her wait all that time while he was overseas.

“Well, you know you can always talk to me about anything,” Mark said, putting his hand on hers.

He gave it a light squeeze that brought her smile back to her face. “You’re a sweetheart,” she said back to him softly.

They sat there for the next half an hour, holding each other’s hands as they finished off another drink watching the crowd disperse more, up until the point that even the DJ was now starting to pack up.

A more than nice moment but was this just a friendship type moment or could Mark find a way to make this a sexual one too.