I don’t know what I was expecting when I walked her up to her dorm room, partying in the hallways, half-naked girls prancing around the halls, perhaps? But, what I saw was definitely not the expectation I had given how ridiculously sexual Victoria was. The halls were quiet, guys were lying in the floor studying, questions were being called out from one room to the next, girls with glasses and furrowed brows were sighing in exasperation and biting on pen caps.
Victoria stepped over and around them and no one even looked up as we made our way through the halls, “I thought you said your ex lived here too?” I asked as I looked around.
She nodded, “He does, he’s a few floors above me,” she said quietly, so as not to disturb anyone around us.
We traversed our way to her room and she pulled me inside rather than letting me go. Her roommate was holed up on her own bed, raven-black curls contrasted sharply with her, very naked, pearl-like skin. I averted my gaze from her soft tan nipples that sat just below the central swell of her breast. Victoria seemed oblivious to my discomfort at her roommate’s lack of attire as she started kissing me and guiding me over towards her bed.