The party moves into someone’s dorm

Mark tried to keep his promise and to an extent he did. But he still had his fair share of **** intake that night, drinking to celebrate his own personal victory for the day.

As the night continued, the party moved into one of the dorm rooms in East Hall. It was late so not everyone was there, it was almost like the official kick ons. Seeing the current time, Mark was ready to head to bed knowing he had a game the following night.

On his way to his dorm, he was stopped by Ali. The skinny stunner with the died blonde hair smiled her pearly whites, grabbing him by the arm as he smiled, attempting to move past him.

Just by the way she couldn’t keep her balance and that distinct smile were signs that she was more than a little drunk. Her perky tits had Mark’s attention as they sat up on her chest in a very tight red lacy top.

“Where the heck do you think you’re going mister…” she said, holding onto his arm to keep her balance.

Mark smiled, aware of how drunk she was, “Was just going to bed actually.”

She shook her head, her blonde hair moving around a heap, “Nah uh uh uh… we’re all going back to Jess and Tara’s room for kick on drinks and you can’t miss out! You’re the reason we’re celebrating.”

At that moment, Mark didn’t even think about where she was trying to get her to go. All he could think about was how much things were starting to change again. Tiffany had forgiven him in person for his big mistake earlier this semester, he’d been spending more time with Winter and now even Ali seemed to be happier to speak and hang out with him.

“You’re not going to just stand there all night are you? Let’s get moving!” she then said after Mark failed to respond.

Before he knew it, he was being dragged down the hallway into Jess and Tara’s dorm room.

***

“And that’s when I was like ‘fuck this cunt’, I’m gonna knock his head off,” Macca said, explaining a story of one of his bar fights from back home in Australia.

The room was packed with about fifteen people from the hall. An even mix of girls and boys, most of them laughing along with Macca as he shared story after story of drunk incidents.

“You are so full of shit,” Miranda said, sitting on the right of him, shaking her head.

It was odd for Mark who was still the centre of attention due to his win earlier that night. He looked around the room, seeing both Miranda and Winter at opposite ends of the room. Neither of them saying anything about the other, choosing to at least forget about their past for one night. They didn’t communicate with each other but at least they didn’t fight, Mark thought.

Winter sat with her roommate Natalie who appeared to be quite out of place in the room on a social basis. Quiet, reserved and innocent at the core, almost the complete opposite to the owners of this dorm room and the many people that currently sat inside drinking late into the night.

“Alright! Enough of Macca talking about himself, why don’t we talk about something else, get everyone involved,” Rhys then said, a junior male who certainly considered himself to be an alpha male here on campus.

“Ooh let’s play ding marry kill!” Ali said, sitting on top of another guy’s lap, drink in hand.

“You mean Fuck Marry Kill?” Jess asked her, raising an eyebrow.

“That’s the one, ding’s the more PG word,” Ali replied, still giggling.

The majority of the room seemed to agree with the idea of playing the game for a bit. Like most things that happened here, Mark figured it would be fun at first until someone’s feelings got hurt and the game would be done. He looked over at Winter and Natalie, praying they wouldn’t be a victim of this.

“Well it’s your game so you start girl,” Tara said, taking a sip of her drink from a red plastic cup.

Ali pointed straight back at Tara, “You first then, since you love the girlies, Ding, Marry, Kill… Jess, Miranda and… me!”

Tara looked at all three girls before quickly coming back with her answer, “You’re all hotties, but… Fuck Jess, Marry you and kill Miranda.”

“Are you serious??” Miranda jumped in as expected almost instantly, she didn’t say anything else, just pointed to her two breasts with here mouth wide open. She couldn’t believe anyone would choose to kill a blonde with this good of a rack.

“Yeah I get it… great tits but when I hit on you in the first week of freshman year, you basically told me to get rooted!” Tara hit back, causing everyone to laugh.

Miranda didn’t have a comeback, she just shrugged her shoulders and tried to move on with the game, even if this would be something that would bug her for the rest of this game.

“I would fuck all three! Preferably at once,” Macca then shouted out, lightening the tension a little further.

“Alright, alright, I want to ask Jess, Fuck Marry Kill… Rhys, Macca and Mark.”

Mark’s eyes lit up, hearing that. He perked up in his seat, looking over at Jess who was on the other side of the room to him. The seductive brunette thought for a moment, twisting her face up.

He couldn’t stop staring at the cleavage she had on display. She wore a blue lacy top that was so small that it looked virtually like a bra. Her belly button and mid-drift in view of everyone in the room.

“Hmm… Kill Macca, you’re a nice root but you talk way too damn much,” she started off saying. Macca looked **** to weight in but Jess kept talking to stop him from having that option, “Fuck Rhys and I’ll Marry Mark, he’s more of the settling down type.”

Mark didn’t know how to feel by that at first, he felt very honoured that he had enough personality that Jess would be comfortable settling down with him. If she wasn’t such a playful slutty tease here, he’d consider trying to work a relationship out with her right now.

“Big day for you Rodgers,” another guy said, “Winning races and having the biggest tease on planet earth wanting to marry you.”

“Oh shush you. Anyways, I’ll pick you next Tanner,” Jess then said, looking and Ryan Tanner, the sandy blonde hair guy that Ali currently had her beautiful behind sitting on.

“Hit me,” he said, sitting casually, resting one of his hands high up on Ali’s thigh.

“Well since we already know you’ll be fucking her later tonight, I guess we have to add Ali in,” Jess said, making everyone laugh again, “Then I’ll also throw in Miranda and uhhh Winter.”

“Remember,” Ali interrupted before he could answer, “if you kill me, I’m going to find someone else’s lap to sit on.”

“Well I guess I’m going to marry this sexy bitch,” he said, tickling her thigh to make her laugh, “and uhhh shit… can’t I just fuck them both?”

“Yeah that ain’t the rules Tanner,” Macca said, “Fuck one, Kill one. Simple.”

Tanner looked back and fourth between the two girls. Both busty beauties in their own right, very similar large breasts. The main difference in appearance was the colour of their hair, one blonde and one a light brunette.

“Uhhh…. Ummmm.”

“Come on, it’s not that hard,” Tara said, “Who’s got the better tits? Pick that one.”

Tanner thought again, looking between the girls. Mark who sat to the side, listening in, hoping for the sake of Winter that the junior would pick the brunette and save her from a bit of embarrassment.