The alarm clock went off and Cort jumped from his dream. He shut off the annoying ringing, groaned and rolled over nearly crushing his girlfriend of eight months. Susie groaned and giggled as he buried his face in the crook of her neck and lightly brushing kisses on the soft pink flesh. "Well, good morning." she smiled when he looked up into her eyes. "You want some breakfast?" Cort removed his body weight from the petite girl beneath him and sat up. He ran his hand through his chin length brown hair pushing it away from his eyes. He reached for the boxers he had discarded in the middle of the night before fucking Susie senseless.
"I wish I had the time but I wanna get to registration early. The classes that I wanted to take last year filled up so quickly I wanna make sure I get a spot this year." he told her and slid the boxers over his muscular legs and up his lower body. "But we can have lunch together if you want. See if David and Melanie want to join us." He leaned over her and placed a long, wet kiss on her lips. He stole one last look in her green eyes and smiled. "Love you." he proclaimed and she smiled.
Cort got out of his king sized bed and walked into his closet. He pulled a pair of jeans and a button up shirt from their hangers and pulled them on. After placing on his shoes he walked out to see Susie sitting up in bed sliding a bra over her perfect D cup breasts. Too bad they weren't real, Cort thought as he left his bedroom and grabbed his car keys which were lying on the coffee table and headed outside. He waved to his elderly neighbor who always walked her dog this time of morning and got into his Ford Mustang.
The drive to Colson University took 15 minutes and Cort enjoyed the cool air the wind provided in the hot August weather. The parking lot in front of the registration office was beginning to fill up as Cort found a parking spot and got out of his car.
Walking into the office Cort looked for an empty computer to register for classes for his senior year. He spotted one and took a seat in front of it. He was pleased that every class he needed to meet graduation requirements had a spot available. He printed out the confirmation of his classes and took it to the line that formed behind the registration clerk. There were about six people in front of him but from his past three years experience he knew he would be in that line for a while.