I was dreading taking this call, but really, I couldn't not take it. "Hi, Amanda, how'd it go?"
"Oh, my God, Marcy, it was amazing! Eric asked me if I still wanted to be with him, and I said yes,
and then he told me he loved me!
Can you believe it? I practically raped him after that, and it was amazing, really good, and I still can't believe it. He spent the night with me, us just laying together, holding each other. We had to scramble and pull the sheets over us when Naomi came back, and Eric started to get up to leave, but I wouldn't let him, I told him he was staying right where he was. Naomi didn't mind, and actually she kind of showed off a bit, though I think she was showing off for me rather than Eric."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really. She never mentions guys, and she's cute enough that guys pay attention to her. Sometimes she'll be walking around the room in just a thong, not like she's changing or anything, but just staying like that. Last night, to get ready for bed, she turned her back to us, but stripped completely naked before getting into bed. I couldn't say anything, 'cause Eric and I were naked, too. She pulled the sheet up over her tits, and started reading, before she finally turned out her light. I know that Eric sure liked it, and I wasn't about to bitch about him looking, not after what I'd told him.
"Of course, Eric likes the showers on our floor, and I'd been mostly avoiding taking him in there, but I was happy to do that this morning. He's up in his room now, getting ready, and then we'll head out for breakfast together before class. But I'd been dreading this for so long, and everything went better than I could've ever hoped, and it's like a huge weight has been lifted off of me."
Amanda was kind of breathless after all of that, because the words had just poured out of her, so now I had a chance to talk. "Well, that's great. Y'all want to get together sometime?"
"Sure, sure, love to. Oh, that's Eric at the door. Bye!"
Dave had heard only half of the conversation, so I told him what had happened, and he seemed genuinely glad about that.
Things kind of fell back into the old routine, of eating, studying, sleeping, cleaning and, of course, making love. Dave didn't make any move to spank me again, and while it was fun that one time, I didn't push it; I figured I'd keep that in reserve just to mix things up a bit. We caught our neighbor watching us a couple more times, and Dave enjoyed that more than he let on, though for some reason he was far less eager to watch her. I thought it was kind of hot, but Dave didn't. I saw her outside the building again, and waved to her, but she didn't seem interested in talking, so I left her alone.
Eric and Amanda were getting along really well, and seemed to be getting closer all the time. Now that she'd unburdened herself, and wasn't continually worried about it, they were able to enjoy themselves a lot more casually.
Monday, March the 6th, was a special midterms day for those professors who gave midterm exams; some of them would give two 'hour' exams instead of a midterm, and this semester I wound up with more midterms than hour exams. I got pretty worked up over studying for them, but Dave was pretty even-keel about the whole thing. He kept up with his work, but never really seemed to stress out over things. I guess that as long as he kept up every day, midterms were really fairly easy for him.
And I guess it worked for him. While he had a 3.6 his freshman year, he had pulled down all A's last fall, and was on track to ace out the spring as well.
It looked like living with Dave was helping my grades, too. I had just a hair over 3.0 my first two years, and figured that was going to be the case all the way through, but I got three A's and 3 B's for the fall semester. I guess it was that I was studying when Dave studied, and not blowing off any work. Add to that I'd completely dropped the party scene after meeting Dave, and there were no more hung-over Saturdays and Sundays. I knew that I'd have to get a summer job - we both needed summer jobs! - and I hoped that if I had a strong spring semester to go with last fall's grades, I might be able to get a summer job with a bank or financial institution, and make something better than minimum wage.
Right after midterms - and despite my worrying about them, I aced them all - Amanda called: Eric asked her if she'd go home with him over spring break, meaning go home as in meet his parents and stay with him for the week. OMG, that's usually the kind of thing that the girl pushes for first; Amanda had that boy reeled in, hook, line and sinker.