CHAPTER 1
Almost nineteen years ago Mr and Mrs Hendricks unthinking named the first of their two children Alfredia Janella Hendricks. Pretty and petite AJ as she preferred being called for obvious reasons, was finally getting over her latest bad experience that college was a solid place of learning rather than a cauldron of sex, fun and mayhem as portrayed in mindless movies rerun on TV.
Miraculously AJ was invited to transfer from Christian Hall for calling the obstreperous manager a bitch and found alternative accommodation in the mixed-sex Albion Hall. Only then did she become aware of the truth. Christian Hall had been funded in the 1950s by the Women's Christian High Morality Union and daughters and grand-daughters of unionists were housed there, the spare beds being assigned to incoming females with acceptable names like 'Alfredia Janella'. Adding to her misfortune, on the housing application form AJ had ticked the YES box marked 'Christian Beliefs & Adherence?' because, well, her mom went to church whenever grandma came to stay.
The name AJ's new roommate was Deb, a bit of improvement on AJ's tight-lipped roomer over at Christian called Deborah. On that first night at Albion when a guy called Joe entered the room to get into Deb's bed he was introduced to AJ and went off and returned with a guy called Rick. AJ was ever so grateful and was relieved to find she'd not forgotten how to deliver good sex. In fact she was so pleased she made Rick stay till dawn and the poor guy staggered away and fell over twice before even reaching the door.
AJ showered joyfully thinking at last there was a glimmer of hope about college, unaware that day she would gain the reputation of being the best fuck of Albion Hall and possibly the entire college, although how such outrageous claims could be authenticated was anyone's guess with almost 13,500 females to work through to assess to try to prove the claim and that did not include other females on the campus.
Needless to say Deb and AJ's room became the most popular room in Albion Hall with male sophomores and senior students began visiting. Deb couldn't believe she was so popular, unknowingly having to deal with AJ's spillover. It was not uncommon for them to have two even three guys a night.
At home Alfredia's mom, who'd go almost berserk at hearing Alfredia call herself AJ, was delighted the emails from college had lifted in tone and the her oldest child was no longer feeling homesick and appealing to be withdrawn from college.
Anyone thinking AJ was a sex-driven slut was wrong of course. She simply liked to fuck. End of story. She also rather liked guys because of their simplicity and for knowing who they were, not like some females who attempted to be everything and ended up feeling like crap and hovered dangerously poised to become neurotic. There were a few guys off the rails who were both neurotic and despondent but AJ stayed well cleared of them.
Just when AJ was beginning to tire of excessive sex and the fear of being left with a range of STD's her sluttish life changed. She bumped into Chester Dabish, literally. She rushed into the gym and he was rushing out and they slammed into each other, both hitting the sides of the doorway, tumbling and groaning ouch.
They sat looking at each other.
AJ opened her mouth to berate him for carelessness when he rubbed his side, smiled and said, "Aren't you going to foul-mouth me?"
"No," AJ heard herself say.
"You are a great-looking chick. Here I'll help you up."
"Were you once a blonde?" he grinned, looking down at AJ's red and purple streaked hair.
"No I was born like this."
She was surprised not to be called a liar. He just grinned.
"It was my fault, sorry for rushing," she offered.
"No, no. I wasn't looking where I was going."
"Oh really? Isn't it unusual for a male student to accept responsibility for anything?"
He just grinned.
"Well thanks for not blaming me. I'm AJ."
The guy's eyes opened hugely.
"What?"
"Y-you're famous. I thought you'd look like a fucked out slut but you look like a gal a guy could take home mom."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
"Y-you're rated as the best fuck on campus."
Chess (as Chester called himself, not unexpectedly) saw stars and then felt the pain.
When Chess managed to focus and rubbed his painful cheek she'd gone. He was amazed; the bitch had whacked him, and whacked him really hard.
AJ found an unused bench in the crowded gym and took off most of the weights, aware she was starting up cold and that was a no-no. She reached up and lifted the bar off the rests when she felt someone straddle her and then the bar was forced down over her neck.
"Are you sorry and prepared to apologize?"
"Fuck off."
"I'll bite your tit.
She giggled although somewhat nervously, "You slandered me."
"How's that?"
"How could anyone know I'm that good at sex? It's a brainless legend in the making and even you must know it's stupid."
He sniffed. "You made a good point. I'm Chess Dabish, in my final year doing computer studies."
"I'm AJ Hendricks, first year journalism."
"Hi. May I kiss you?"
"Aren't I a freshman, scum to seniors?"
"Technically yes but some of us prefer using personal judgment. I'll ask again, may I kiss you?"
"Only if you'll date me properly with dinner and talk about your likes and dislikes, hopes, fears and aspirations."
"What?"
"Oh fuck off Chess."
He lifted the bar on to the rests and sat on her belly, not too heavily.
AJ liked his green eyes and brown curly hair and thought his square chin was a suggestion of good character. Well if that was bullshit so what?
"What's behind that outburst of your desires?"
"Chess I'm weary of guys who push me around, mess me and offer little more than grunts. I'm in danger of switching to females although that's against my instinct."
Chess smiled and said that must not happen because it would be such a tragedy. Never had he expected a woman to thump him so hard.
"Oh that, well you brought that on yourself. How rude you were. You are supposed to do no more than think about such allegations."
"Allegations?"
"Yes. We have almost 16,500 female students here and thousands of other adult females Chess. Can you imagine one guy sampling all those women?"
"God he wouldn't last beyond the first month of such a campaign."
"Exactly. You not only look intelligent Chess you sound like you are."
"Oh god a compliment from a woman about male intellect. Have I found myself a babe?"
"Careful about over-expectation Chess; you haven't even got to first base yet."
"God you are so confident. Yes I'll take you to dinner and empty my memory. Here's my first kiss."
They were locked in that kiss when a female attendant arrived and said to them, "Chess and young lady, the rules say no physical fraternization on these premises."
Chess pulled up guiltily and that allowed the attendant to see the female he was kissing.
"Oh pardon me AJ, I won't intrude. But please no fucking on the premises."
As the attendant walked away AJ complained, "Who was she; I don't even know her?"
"Yeah I bet Neil Armstrong, President Obama and Angelina Jolie shared your problem." Chess said, an arm at the ready to fend any blow.
But AJ just laughed and called him funny.
