Uncola Man's area

(following text is lifted and modified from gystex)

Later that evening, you have even more reason to be pissed off. When you finally get the chance to talk to her, Rebecca tells you that she'd been hoping to get together with you, but with Stoller in full Femme-Nazi mode, it would probably be best to wait. As if that weren't enough, you happen to look out of your window as the sun goes down and see that one of the other boys who moved in is already getting it on with one of the girls in the bushes behind the dorm. All you can think about is that it could have been you and Rebecca if you'd played your cards right and that Thunderbitch hadn't gotten in the way.

After stewing in your own juices for a while, you conclude that you can't let Stoller think she can get away with pushing you around like this, or she'll be doing it to you for the rest of the year. You head down the stairs to her office on the ground floor, steaming mad and ready to let her have a piece of your mind no matter what the cost.

When you reach Stoller's office, you don't even bother to knock but just grasp the doorknob and pull. This leads to four separate discoveries: (1) the door was locked; (2) even if it were unlocked, it should have been pushed, not pulled; (3) the wood on these doors is very old and suffers from dry rot; and (4) you don't know your own strength. The doorknob slips completely out of the door and you end up staggering backwards with it in your hand.

The door creaks slightly open. From inside, you can clearly hear strange moaning sounds. Wondering what Miss Stoller is up to, you peek carefully through the round hole left behind by the doorknob.
You really have an excellent view, which is good, because Miss Stoller is providing you with something really entertaining to look at. She's leaning way back in her large, plush office chair, her legs spread wide, one hand holding her pussy lips apart while the other vigorously strokes her clit. Once you get over that shock, you notice that she's done up her face with fire-red lipstick and heavy eye makeup, and that along with the expression of sexual bliss on her face has transformed her just in the way you might have expected. The conservative outfit she still wears gives her a strange and enticing appearance as a cross between the prim and intolerant woman you've already met, and the wanton slut that obviously lies just beneath the surface.

Suddenly you remember that in your pocket is a small digital camera, which you had intended to use to get some snapshots of you and Rebecca to send home. You immediately put it up to the doorknob hole and snap several pictures (without flash). The camera works silently and you smile with satisfaction as you put it back in your pocket.

Taking a look around, you see that the hall is essentially quiet. It is after hours, and everyone is supposed to be in their rooms. You can rest assured that no one will interrupt you for a while, though since that was probably what Miss Stoller thought as well, you decide that you won't press your luck too far. After watching her get off for a few more minutes, you turn to tiptoe away.

"John..." Miss Stoller calls from her office.

You freeze, almost dropping the camera.

"Oh, John, fuck me hard... fuck my cunt with your big shaft, you sexy boy..."

Slowly, you turn back to the door and peer through. She's not even looking in your direction. As incredible as it seems, Miss Stoller is actually fantasizing about you! Risk of getting caught or not, this is too good to pass up. You wish you had a tape recorder.

"Do you like the way my virgin pussy feels, John? Your big cock makes it hurt so good, I want it..."

You can tell she's building up to climax, and raise the camera again to get a shot of the exact moment. As you do so, you put one hand out to steady yourself, and it hits the broken doorknob, rolling it across the floor.

Miss Stoller's eyes go wide with panic. "Who's there?" she calls.

(and finally, moving on to Uncola Man's writing)

You bolt. You run down the hall as fast as you can. Confronting her is fine, but an animal is most dangerous when cornered. Besides, you have a bargaining chip, so you're aleady ahead of the game.

A few seconds later, you realize that being caught running would be worse than being caught in the vicinity of Stoller's office. Slowing down, you try to look natural, a task which becomes easy once you realize that you don't remember your room number. The next half hour is spent methodically searching the dorm room areas for something familiar. It's a little late when you reach your room, but at least you have a better understanding of where everything is.

The room is very large, but what catches your attention the most is the bed. You knew you wouldn't be sleeping in some tiny bunk, but you weren't expecitng THIS. Your bed is HUGE! It's bigger than a queen-sized bed! Four people could sleep in it comfortably if they didn't mind being close.

And how did they get it into the room? Well, you have other concerns right now.

Without undressing, you climb up and lay on top of your bed and look up at the ceiling. Rebecca... you're pretty sure the two of you are close enough to become lovers, but every time you get close, something comes up.

Miss Stoller... either there are certainly layers to her or she's just a garden-variety hypocrite. She was saying John; could she have been talking about you!?

No. Impossible. The two of you only just met and there didn't seem to be any chemistry. Somebody else with the same name maybe, but who?

Miss Stoller will probably be looking for reasons to hand out demerits right away, so there will probably be an early start tomorrow, even if she didn't say so. There's a silver lining to not having a girl in bed with you.

You undress and climb under the covers. Despite the unfamiliar environment, you fall asleep almost immediately.

<Now then, what will you explore next? There is the 'Heather' route, the 'Rebecca' route, the 'Stolller' route, and the 'Four Years Later' section.