"Ooh, here's a good question!"
Annie waved the strip of paper in the air like it was a winning lottery ticket. She couldn't help but revel a little. The game had been a great idea; not only was everybody having fun and breaking the ice, it was a great way to learn all sorts of stuff about the people she was going to be spending the next four years of her life with.
She held the paper out in front of her. "'What's the sexiest thing you can ever see?'"
There was some hooting and laughing from the guys and girls sitting on every available surface of the tiny dorm room. Big surprise, a bunch of college freshman on their first night away from their parents get together and most of the questions people write turn out to be about sex. Annie's eyes fixed on those of her roommate, legs curled underneath her on the bed opposite the redhead.
"Sinead, you go first."
The casually-dressed brunette chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip. "Actually, could I go last?" There were some boos and moans of disapproval, and Annie rolled her eyes. Sinead shrugged defensively. "It's just mine's a tie, so if someone else turns out to have the same thing as me I'd rather let them be the one to say it because I'll still have one left."
"Oh, fine, you big baby! Melanie, are you braver than my boring, spineless roommate?"
The lithe blonde sitting on the floor darted her eyes nervously back and forth and giggled. "Um...okay...so, you know like...when a guy's just wearing a button-down shirt, and it's hanging down, and you can just see the tip of his dick swinging around underneath?"
There were a couple of murmurs of approval from other girls, while Gina, sitting next to Sinead, just snorted. "Girl, what kinda tiny-dick motherfuckers you been gettin' naked with?"
That made everyone hoot, and Melanie just blushed and giggled more.
"Okay then, Gina, you got a better one?"
"The sexiest thing you can ever see is a brother with muscles, no shirt, just covered with sweat, towelin' down after he worked out."
There was some more approval, a few comically-licked lips, and Annie turned to the girl on Sinead's other side. "Carrie?"
"Guys shaving," the compact Korean girl said. "Don't know why, it's just always done it for me."
"Hey, I'm not judging. Sam, what about you?"
The tall, dark-haired guy with the goatee held up his hands. "Okay, so, I know this is gonna get shouted down by all the girls..." There were groans and shouts of encouragement. "But...girl with cum all over her face." As anticipated, the girls groaned and shouted again, this time less encouragingly, and Sam just grinned. "Hey, look, you don't see it from the guy's perspective, all right, it's hot as fuck!"
"Yeah, well from the girl's perspective, it's praying some asshole doesn't put your eye out and having to wash jizz outta your hair!" The girls laughed, and Carrie even gave Gina a high five.
"Well, mine's a hot guy in a well-fitted tux."
The girls approved, and Sinead chuckled. "Really? Sean Connery or Roger Moore?"
Annie blushed and ran a hand through her red curls. "I don't have to answer that, on the grounds that it's Timothy Dalton." There was some scattered laughter from the people who either knew what they were talking about or wanted to pretend they did. "Mike, be my hero and save me from this torture!"
The only other boy in the room leaned forward. "Okay. Two girls kissing." There were some groans of disappointment and at least one "Unoriginal!" courtesy of Carrie, but the plaid-shirted brunette just shrugged. "Hey, you can frown all you want, but you know I'm right. Two girls making out, hottest thing ever. Right? Come on, somebody back me up!"
Annie looked across to the other bed when she realized her roommate was laughing. "Sinead? Does this mean you're ready to go?"
The cute brunette smirked. "Yeah, okay." Sinead leaned forward, eyes glittering. "Like I said, I've got two: the sight of a woman's pussy between her legs when she bends over, and a girl with big boobs taking off a t-shirt."
There was silence, a couple of blinks. Then Mike, because who else, said "Wait...you're a lesbo?"
Sinead rolled her eyes and waved her hand dismissively. "Pfft, don't be silly. I'm straight, I just only like to have sex with girls."
There was a little nervous chuckling and glance-sharing as people tried to figure out whether she was joking. Sinead just rolled her eyes again.
"So, have you actually...gone all the way with a girl?" Melanie asked in a hushed whisper, like she was afraid they were going to get caught or something.
Sinead smiled casually and perhaps a little bit smugly. "Oh yeah. Two."
"Have you ever been with a guy?" Mike asked, and Sinead's freckled nose wrinkled.
"Ew. No."
"Well, but then—"
"Oh no, don't even try to hit her with that 'how do you know if you've never tried it' bullshit," Gina interjected. "She knows just like you know you wouldn't like being with a guy without having to try it out!"
Mike cleared his throat awkwardly. "Um, yeah. Right, of course." Annie decided to take pity on him and handed him the bowl. He pulled out the next question and cleared his throat.
"Who's your biggest celebrity crush?"
...
An hour later everyone else had left with a promise to get some lunch together tomorrow, leaving just Annie and Sinead unpacking and listening to the rain beating against the window. As she piled her underwear and socks into the drawers under her bed, Annie couldn't help the occasional glance over her shoulder, and more than once she saw Sinead glancing back. Eventually, the brunette sighed and sat up on her bed.
"Hey, Annie?"
Annie turned to do the same. "Yeah?"
