The moving

It is nearly the end of a ridiculous cold January as you put your final belongings into the van. As a token of the old dorms gratitude. One of the teachers who is a former sergeant in the armed forces have agreed to move your stuff to your new place for free. Something that makes you happy as you paid 142$ when you moved the last time.

As the van slowly and surely makes its way out to the highway towards the city, you watch as the snowclad landscape slowly drifts by. You are ready for a new chapter in your life. Back in your hometown.

"Well kid" you hear the old soldier say. "It has been a pleasure to witness how much you have developed over the last three years. You really are a special type of man. It is true. I see you are no longer as a boy with uncertainty about himself. I see a man who has stood against the storm that is created by our worries. I'm not telling you this, if i did not mean it."

"I know Sarge" you say with a wry smile "I know"

"Good. Take a nap John. it will take about an hour or so, before we arrive at the dorm."

You nod in agreement and pull the old blanket up. As you are taking a nap. Your vivid imagination starts up a daydream of the kind that most boys have. You imagine that you are about to take a shower in your new bathroom and that you get a major surprise when you open the door to see Annette standing stark naked under your shower.