Todd
was outside of the common dining hall sitting on one of the cold benches when Sarah Walters and her friends walked out.
He was still on the phone, but he stopped listening as he focused his attention on watching Sarah's ass cheeks switch, squish and jiggle when she walked.
FUCK! He thought. That ass is so fucking juicy. Need to get my hands on that again.
His cock grew painfully hard again. Shit, I gotta do something about this, he thought.
The person on the other end of the phone, who he was now ignoring, grew impatient.
"Kid! You there?!" This came from a gruff, hardened voice through Todd's iPhone.
"Oh, shit. Sorry about that, I got distracted. She just went by, and..."
The other phone party wasn't interested, though. "Whatever. Look kid, I'll see you tomorrow, just fill me in when I get there."
Then the conversation was over, with Todd's phone returning to it's home screen to mark the end of the call.
Todd smiled. Tomorrow he was really going to get moving on this whole...operation.
Yeah, he thought, Operation: BBW.
He liked the sound of it in his head. It would officially kick off tomorrow, but maybe there were still things he could do today on his end.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized that if he was going to keep this whole thing under cover, he was going to need a place he could hook up with Sarah.
He thought she was a junior. At least he kinda-sorta remembered seeing her around since he became a sophomore. That meant she probably had a single room to herself. No roommates to gum up the works.
That didn't mean he wanted to be seen going over to her dorm room, though. Anyone who knew who he was would know damn well he had no business being on the girl's floor of any of the dorms, except for Mia's.
He sure as hell couldn't bring her to the frat house. Not only would he be busted with Mia, but the brothers would never let him live that down. No way.
No one could ever know.
That meant he would have to take other measures for privacy. And no hotels. He couldn't leave a paper trail behind him, or get spotted by anyone going in and out of a hotel on a regular basis.
Todd spent a good deal of time on the cold bench, clearly lost in thought as students walked by after leaving the dining hall. Some spoke to him, and Todd gave rote replies, but didn't engage with anyone.
After a while, he stood up and started walking east across the campus. He had an idea.
In about ten minutes of walking, he made his way to Culman Hall. It was one of the oldest dorms on the campus, right at the edge of the University grounds. He'd never had occasion to come here often over his college career, although he had been here last semester to score some weed from an old...acquaintance.
He took the stairs up to the third floor. Even if he didn't know where to go, he could have just followed the loud metal music. He knocked hard on door number fifteen, thinking the occupant might not even hear it.
Todd realized the door was ajar, so he just pushed it open. There he was, Eli Coggins, sitting with his back to the door, silhouetted against a giant tv screen. He was wearing headphones and playing some video game.
"ELI!" He yelled, trying to catch the Eli's attention.
The room was a mess, and smelled like weed and musty socks. All kinds of posters of metal bands covered the walls like wallpaper, along with flyers for local bands. Black Sabbath and Judas Priest figured most prominently on the walls.
"ELI!!!!" Todd screamed again. Then he noticed a pile of dirty clothes on the bed began to move. Todd watched in fascination as the load of clothes turned into a young girl who had apparently been laying there.
Lyla. Lyla...something. Todd knew who Eli's girlfriend was, but had never spoken to her. All he knew was that the chick was weird. She had green and black hair, pale, puffy, unhealthy-looking skin, and nasty black lipstick smeared on. Her nose was pierced with a circular barbell, and she had all kinds of black stuff caked under her eyes.
She sat up, looking at Todd with her freaky black eyes. Todd couldn't help but check her out. She was kind of chubby, but in a doughy way that was not flattering. The dirty overalls she was wearing didn't flatter her, either. She didn't have a shirt on underneath the overalls, so a good deal of pale, blotchy skin was showing.
He remembered someone saying she was a witch or wicca or something, and it made sense to him. Why not?
He didn't know if the look was goth or wiccan or what, but a lot of girls on campus actually looked hot when they rocked that style. Just not this one.
Lyla didn't take her eyes off of Todd, but leaned over to speak to Eli.
Eli was aware of none of this, as he was currently engrossed in his multiplayer video game, and had a headset and mic over his ears as he stared at his tv that was way too large for this room.
Lyla finally pulled one of the cups off of Eli's head and spoke directly into his ear. She still hadn't taken her eyes off of Todd.
Creepy, he thought.
Eli swiveled his head around and caught sight of Todd. He reached over and cut the music off abruptly, then addressed his fellow gamers.
"Guys, I gotta go, I'll be back later. What? No, fuck you! NO! FUCK YOU!!!" He shouted, then threw the headset off to the side of his chair. He stood up to face Todd and stuck out his hand. He spoke in a high-pitched, whiny voice.
"Dude, this is a surprise! What are you doing on the ass-end of campus? Here to score?"
Todd clasped the hand in a bro shake and looked at Eli. The guy had always looked to him as if he was the bizarro version of the drug dealer from Breaking Bad. Not the cool one, Walter White, but his partner...the other one. Whatever his name was. The only thing different now was that Eli was apparently trying to grow a beard. A blue one. It wasn't working, and looked like scraggly shit.
"Nah, man. Not looking to score, I need some info."
Eli's eyebrows went up. "Aboooouut...?" Todd could tell Eli was being wary. The guy was a drug dealer. Some guy you sold to before shows up out of the blue, asking questions. Todd understood why it might seem suspicious.
"Nothing about you, man. Nah. Remember when we were freshmen and we heard that old story about the Main Hall Dragon's Den?"
Eli leaned back as if blown by a wind. "Ooohhhh yeahhh, dude! I remember that shit well. What about it?"
"You guys ever find it?" Todd asked.
Eli looked confused. "What?? Bro, we found that place after a few weeks or so of looking. It took a little elbow grease to actually get inside, but yeah man we got in there. Don't you remember?"
The Main Hall 'Dragon's Den' had been a rumor told to incoming freshmen about a secret room located at the top of the Main Hall.
Main Hall had been used less and less for classes over the years, and apparently some of the non-used rooms had been boarded up and in some cases, just built around.
Todd remembered going to look for it, but giving up early. If it was really there, then they managed to conceal it nicely.
"No, I never knew you actually found it, man." Todd was getting giddy now.
Eli still looked confused, then his face changed. "I remember! You went off to rush for the frat and we didn't even see you again, man. But yeah, we found it."
Todd was elated. "So what was in there? Anything good?"
"Hell no!" said Eli, laughing. "It was just an empty space, man. All dirty and dusty and shit. We had to crawl in through a hole, and we had to make another hole to let some of the smoke out so we could fucking breathe."
Todd grimaced. "You crawled in through a hole?"
Eli laughed again. "Yeah, man. They dry-walled right over the door. There was a way in we found, but it wasn't pretty. I got scraped up pretty bad the first time, until we got rid of a bunch of nails and debris."
Todd thought maybe it wouldn't work after all, but he still needed to check it out.
"Ok, can you still get in that way?"
Eli looked suspicious again. "Why you trying to go in there, man? There's nothing in there. We stopped going there because the novelty just plain wore off, it was cold as fuck in there, and it was a pain in the ass getting in and out."
Todd didn't want to reveal any more info than he had to, so he tried to play it cool. "I was just telling some of the frat boys about it, and they didn't believe me is all. Thought I'd track it down."
Eli looked at him, still suspicious. Suddenly, Lyla stood, then leaned close to Eli's ear to speak, never taking her eyes off Todd the entire time. Todd had actually forgotten she was there.
The girl had no figure to speak of. Just straight down from torso to thighs. If not for the d-cups peering out of her overalls you could be forgiven if you thought it was a guy.
Lyla moved away from Eli and sat back down, still staring at Todd.
Eli frowned. "Ehhh, I don't know dude. Lyla says this is about some sex shit, dude."
Todd tried to keep the surprise off his face, but he could see in both Eli and Lyla's face that he'd failed. Fucking crazy witch-bitch! How did she know that?
"Yeaaaaaahhhhh, dude I knew it!! Some freaky sex shit, dude! Trying to spice things up with your high-society girlfriend?" Eli held up his hand for a high-five.
Todd didn't feel like high-fiving, but he couldn't leave Eli hanging, so he tepidly reciprocated.
"Look, Eli, no one can know about this, ok? I don't want Mia embarrassed." Todd tried to compose his facial expression so it looked like concern for Mia.
Eli shook his head. "Wellll, man. Maybe we can come to an understanding, then."
"Understanding? What do you mean?" Todd asked.
"Hey man," Eli started, "this is America, and I'm a business man. I can't give you something for nothing. What am I gonna get?"
Todd saw where this was going. "All right, Eli. How much, man?"
Eli moved to the foot of his bed and threw some dirty underwear over his shoulder. Todd ducked sharply to avoid the soiled projectile.
Then Eli reached under the bed and pulled out a plastic toolbox. He popped it open and fished out a thick bag of weed.
"How about two-hundred for this whole bag? Then we all win!"
Todd snorted. "Hell no! I'm not buying that much weed from anyone. I'll probably get busted for selling!"
Eli laughed. "That's the beauty of it. You don't sell it! I mean, it's not like you need the money, dude."
