I open up my dorm room door and throw myself on the bed exhausted. Why did I ever think signing up for morning classes was a good idea?
"Hi Kasey," I say to my roommate who is sitting at her desk pouring over piles of chemistry homework.
"Hi Em," she says back to me without looking up.
I never understood how she could get so engrossed in her studying. I study for 15 minutes and have to leave to go smoke a cigarette.
"I am going to go take a shower," I say to her while struggling to get up and go over to my tiny closet and grab my shower stuff.
Dorm rooms are a joke. They take two strangers and throw them in a closet and expect them to not go crazy. It's hard enough to study jammed up against someone, let alone have a social life. Or a sex life at that. Not that it was a problem for Kasey. Kasey is a down home, all American girl next store virgin. I was the complete and utter opposite of her. I have a long enough list of one night stands for the both of us. I have been known to get so....desperate? drunk?...who knows, to wake up in some sorority girl's bed after what I would only assume to be some sort of a "girls gone wild" kind of night. I prefer cock but there is something about a drunk college girl that turns her into a fabulous pussy eater. Mmmm.
Thinking about this in the showers is getting me kind of hot, but I think twice about masturbating in the communal bathrooms for my dorms entire floor. I decided that I would just have to wait, though it was tempting since it was nearly impossible to ever have enough privacy in the room to release my urges with little virgin Kasey around.
I finish up in the shower and walk back to the room in my towel. When I get back to the room, Kasey is still in the same spot over her books. I go to my closet and slip my panties on under my towel and turn away from her while I hook my bra on. I don't care about changing in front of people, but it seems to make Kasey uncomfortable. Not like she is even paying attention to me. I throw a t-shirt on and plop on the bed in my panties. It is so hot out today.
"Geeze Emma, put some clothes on!" Kasey says after finally catching a glimpse of my outfit.
"Quit being such a prude! It's like 100 degrees out," I snap back at her.
She sighs and turns back to her homework. I pull out my psychology book and start to read the chapter we are going over this week but discard it after a few minutes and lay on my back listening to my iPod and drift off to sleep.
I few hours later I wake up and Kasey is gone. I look at the clock and it is dinner time. Fuck, I think, did I really sleep for that long? I get up and pull on a short jean skirt and start applying my make-up. Just as I was about to grab my purse and head out to grab some food, Kasey walked through the door with a bag of something that smells amazing.
"Oh good, I got us some Chinese food. I hope you like beef with broccoli and pork fried rice," Kasey says.
"Are you kidding? That sounds amazing! How much do I owe you?" I exclaim opening my wallet.
"Oh, that's alright, it's on me. And my lab partner scored a case of wine from her older brother and gave me a bottle for doing our lab report. I don't really drink, but what the heck! Do you want to share it with me?" Kasey says holding up a bottle of red wine that she pulled out of her shoulder bag.
"Awesome!" I say. I will take free alcohol any day. And it was refreshing to see Kasey loosen up a little bit.
Our beds pressed lengthwise up against the wall end to end. We sat on my bed with our backs against the wall, the Chinese boxes between us, drinking wine out of plastic cups. I looked over at Kasey and even with only one glass her cheeks were all pink and she had that buzzed look in her eyes. She really wasn't kidding when she said she never drinks.
"Emma," she says after a while of silence and chewing, "when you came home the other night...Saturday night...when you came home drunk after that party...I heard you...you know...?"
