I went to a very exclusive small liberal school back east somewhere. It used to be single-sex, but prided itself on a successful transition to co-education. We were known in the nearby town though as a bit of a party school. Well, let's just say actually it was a huge work hard/play hard kind of school. Lots of drugs on Thursday, lots of hung-over kids in the library discussing Kafka on Sunday. After a really boring first semester though, I personally wondered where all the sex and rock & roll was. See, I was a bit of a nerd there. The town where I grew up was about 100 miles away from the school, but it may as well have been 10 years away because no one I knew really ever went to this college. Everyone I talked to about it when I was deciding to go always said the same thing - "isn't that a girl's school?" Um, no, not unless I've sprouted breasts in the last five minutes when you weren't looking, Uncle Mort.
Anyway, I had heard a famous actress was going there, and so despite the fact that I had gone to an all-boys Christian military school for high school, I decided the minute I set foot on college campus that I was going there. Everything about the place exuded "college" in my 18-year-old mind. I applied early decision and got accepted with a good financial aid package, so that was that.
In my first semester freshman year there, I quickly learned that many of my fellow students hadn't progressed much beyond high school. Maybe it was the small size (we had about 2000 students), or lack of a Greek life, but whatever the reason, the dorms kind of took on that aspect of campus activity. All the dorms save one were now coed as a result of the school accepting men, and the restrooms were all gender neutral - this was years ago mind you, long before that was a "thing." But it was the one dorm that was all-women that was known for the biggest debauchery. And as I quickly learned, the all-women dorm was where the slut banger sisters lived.
It was a well-known fact that the slut banger sisters were the most notorious clique on campus. They weren't sisters of course - just 3 of the hottest juniors I'd ever seen, constantly hazing another underclass co-ed who desperately vied to be their fourth. Brittany was blonde, tall, great ass. Cara had long red wavy hair, emerald eyes, a few freckles on her nose. Lisa was the shortest at about 5-5, olive complexion, but I was told by the guy who lived down the hall from me who went to the same high school in a large metropolitan city about 2 hours away from campus by car, that she had D-cups since early high school. I was not especially cool nor rich nor especially popular, and a first-year male student to boot, and thus had not personally never witnessed the antics that gave rise to their reputation. That was about to change.
The one thing I did have going for me as a first-year guy was my looks. Hey, not to brag, but I did go to an all-boys high school, so that meant either get good at sports, or die trying. Secretly I was also a singer in a band with my friend Vince from high school, who decided at the last minute to go to the same college as me. So, that was a break in the social life department. Anyway, football was never my thing but I did play a lot of baseball and did track and field in the winters. I was an all-state pitcher on the baseball team in my last 2 years there, and I supplemented my lifting and fitness regimen in the winter by throwing shotput. All that working out and lifting had the desired effect. Because of how I looked - 6' 2", broad shoulders, scruffy cleft chin, dirty blond hair - most people thought I was about 23 going into college instead of a very young 18. But that said, I also had a bit of a stutter since childhood, which made me insecure about talking to people at parties, and so a lot of the girls who initially seemed be happy to talk would quickly lose interest and pass me by, figuring I didn't have much that was intelligent to say.
Probably I would have stayed at the library all year, but were it not for Vince, and a few sophomore and junior friends he made early. I quickly found out that they were all gay or bisexual, including Vince. Somehow, I missed that detail in high school, though thinking back, I guess it should have been obvious. If I'm being honest, I might have been open to hooking up with him, even if I wasn't actively pursuing or even aware of it prior to arriving on campus. I mean, Vince was a good-looking guy but in a completely different way than me - Italian, olive complexion, dark hair, think Lenny Kravitz without the dreadlocks. And, the guys he quickly found himself hanging out with were all "straight 10 / gay 7" if you know what I mean. The problem with going to a small school is, news travels fast, so the word on campus about me went something like "Him? Oh yeah, he's another one of those really chiseled good-looking but sexually confused guys."
Another of my chief disadvantages was that I also dressed kind of dorky. What can I say? I was at a military high school, and didn't have a lot of money, so the big wardrobe of clothes someone might have built up through high school to fall back on for Thursday night socializing at the campus bar wasn't to be found in my closet. Plus I didn't really talk much anyway, unless I really thought about what I was going to say first, for fear of the stutter. But, I guess I made great eye candy, and they were all really cool to me, fun to talk to, and all that.
Vince really had none of these problems. The previous year, Vince's dad sold a few of his businesses for a ton of money, bought a huge new place in a great neighborhood a few minutes from my house. I found out later that was how Vince managed to afford the college we were going to, since up to that point, his family and mine were pretty much doing the same money-wise, so the decision seemed very last-minute in terms of life planning. Besides tuition, a new bass and cool clothes, Vince scored a new Mercedes from the deal. Also, he was a genuinely cool and fun guy - bass player, smart, great dancer. Suffice to say, he became popular with both sexes very quickly.
