A Jolly Freedom To Use Whomever He Desires

"Fuck," John cursed, loud enough that the person next to him could hear but low enough that the lecturer didn't.

"Yo, you shouldn't curse man," said Todd next to him. Todd was his dormmate, he was nice and was a good roommate. He never cursed, never brought any girls to the apartment, always did the dishes and laundry. His only fault was his inexperience around those of opposite gender, other than that he was a perfect roommate.

"Sure, sure," he said nonchalantly, not listening to Todd. The lecturer up front was so boring, his voice sounded like a low pitch buzzer that just never stopped and droned on and on forever.

Thankfully, the bell rang and the class ended. He immediately rushed out of the hall, eager to finally go home for break. He had been waiting for this for months, no amount of boring lecturers was going to ruin this.

He went to his room and packed his belongings, which did not take long as he only had four shirts that he wore almost every day and a pack of unopen condoms he had bought two years ago when he and his now ex-girlfriend screwed around almost every day.

"Can't wait to go home," he mused to himself as he got on a bus to his hometown. It took a few hours but they flew by in a blur.

The bus station was close to his house and he got there before noon. He walked up to the house and knocked three times, making sure the knocks were loud enough so whomever inside can hear.

After a few minutes, the door slid open and John is greeted to the sight of his-