Chapter 2: A Summer Fling
One thing I never was never short of in collage was guys hitting on me. I don't think this is something unique to me. I guess almost every girl going through collage has this experience. You go to class early to find a good seat, you go to the cafeteria to eat lunch, you walk to the dorms... it doesn't matter where you are or what you're doing, there is always someone saying something he thinks is smart, trying to get some reaction from you, looking for an opportunity to ask you to "hang out" with them, or "grab a drink" or something similar.
Before spring break, I would dismiss these guys right away. I knew what they wanted, and did not have the time (that is, the emotional capacity) to deal with them. So I smiled kindly, and turned them down as softly as I could. For most, that was enough. Some guys were more persistent and did not take a hint, so I had to spell it out for them, "NOT INTERESTED!"
But after spring break, after this amazing sexual experience I had with Lisa, I was more open to experimentation. Specifically, I wanted to have sex with a guy. Not because I thought it would rock my world like Lisa did. I didn't even expect to have an orgasm. It was simply this thing that everyone was talking about, and I wanted to know what it felt like.
So one day, as I was making my way to the cafeteria to have lunch, some good looking guy approached me.
"Hi, You're Song, aren't you?" He said.
"I am," I said, knowing exactly what his intentions were.
"Hi, I'm Evan," he said. "I'm in your Organic Chemistry class."
"Hi Evan," I smiled at him. "What can I do for you?"
"A bunch of us are going to grab something to eat after classes today. Would you like to join?"
Old Song would have found a lame excuse for not attending this gathering, which both old and new Song both knew was false pretenses to get me alone with him. But new Song was a player. This Evan looked nice, about six feet tall, short blond hair, wide shoulders. So I was OK with seeing where this alleged gathering would lead me. If it would lead me to his bed, that wouldn't be so bad.
"Sure," I said, and smiled at him. He gave me the time and place and I promised to be there.
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The cafe where this gathering was supposed to take place was not far away from the dorms, so before getting there I stopped at the dorms to shower and change my clothes. I wasn't sure what this gathering was going to be, and if it was going to lead to what I'd hoped it would, but I decided to be ready. As ready as I could be, with my simple wardrobe.
In the shower I took care of the most important part - making sure that if he sees me naked, he would like what he sees. With my razor I trimmed my pubic hair similar to the way Lisa was grooming hers, a small triangle just above the labia. I'm not sure how well I did it, but it was certainly better then the jungle I had there before stepping into the shower.
Then, im my room I put on a pink pair of panties, a dark-blue padded bra, a new pair of jeans and a white blouse with colorful stripes, which was the nicest one I owned. I took a condom out of the pack my parents had given me before I came to Yale and put a condom in my pocket. Then I peeked in the mirror to check my appearance, and went to the cafe.
As I expected, there was no gathering. Just Even sitting at the bar.
"Where is everybody?" I asked.
"Everybody canceled in the last minute," he said. I knew this was a lie, but I didn't care.
"So, what do you want to do?" I asked him.
"We can grab something to eat," he suggested. "They have good clam chowder here."
I'd never said no to food before, but this time was different. I didn't know if I wanted to commit for the time it would take to prepare the dish and then to consume it. I knew nothing about this guy. So I suggested we drink something instead.
Of course, we were 19, so drinking meant non-alcoholic beverages. I ordered a hot chocolate, and he ordered a coke.
Evan was pleasant, but the things he talked about did not interest me one bit. Apparently, he was on the athletics team, and he spent a lot of time talking about how hard it was to get in and how intensive the training was. I wasn't into sports, so all I could think about was whether this intensive training was leading to improving my chances of ending that night with an orgasm.
At one point, I was so bored by his blabbering, I couldn't stand it anymore. I reached for my purse, got a ten-dollar bill which was just enough to cover my beverage and the tip, put it on the bar, and got up.
"Where are you going?" Evan asked, sounding disappointed.
"Out of here," I said, and started walking away.
Evan was silent. Probably shocked by my behavior. Then I stopped and turned to him. "Are you coming?" I asked.
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Evan payed for his coke and joined me. We went out of the cafe and started walking around campus.
"I bored you back then," he said. "Haven't I?"
"I'm just not that much into sports," I shrugged.
"What are you into?" He asked.
"I don't know," I said. "Science, politics, and recently also sex..."
He almost stumbled when he heard the last word.
"Sex?" He asked, making sure he'd heard me correctly.
"Yes, sex," I said. "Isn't that why you invented this alleged gathering in the first place? To have sex with me?"
"There was a plan for a gathering," he repeated his lie. "It's just that people canceled at the last moment."
"But why did you invite ME?" I insisted.
"I saw you in class, and I wanted to get to know you better."
