To Crystal's Dorm!

Crystal led me from the dining hall back to her dormitory, but like the vast majority of the young, single people, Crystal had to share a room. As we entered, I saw that of the three beds in the small, austere room, one of them was occupied by a redhead woman who looked about 21 or 22 that I did not recognize. Crystal looked a bit perturbed.

“Shannon!” she sputtered, “You’re back from lunch so early. Aren’t you in the 1:00 lunch group?”

“I found out this morning they shuffled some things around,” replied the roommate, “I guess I’m in the noon group now with you.”

I swear I saw Crystal cringe, but then she mustered a believable smile. Something told me she was even hornier than her body language had let on in the dining hall. She confidently walked over to her bed space and grabbed a small book from underneath her bed.

“Just grabbing this,” she said as she quickly pulled me out of the room and closed the door behind us.

“Why did you tell her that?” I asked, “Where do you expect her to believe you’re going on this train to read that book?”

“Sorry; I panicked,” she readily admitted, “She can be a little snobby, and I didn’t want her to think I was bringing a guy back to our room to fuck on our second day.” I paused.

“Were you?” I asked curiously.

“Probably, yeah” she cringing frustratedly, “but I should have grabbed a condom! Do you have one?”

I did not. In fact, I didn’t have any on board. What an idiot I was! What did I think I was going to do on this long ride through desolate wasteland if not try to pick up where I left off old flings and pick up some new ones?