In truth he had to admit to himself that it excited him in many ways. Some he understood, some he didn’t. There was the hope for companionship and m...le camaraderie that he had never known. He knew that often college roommates became life-long close friends. He wanted that kind of friendship. There was something else that excited him and even invaded his dreams that summer as he waited for the day of his departure for college. He imagined seeing his future roommate naked. The thought intrigued. She sat disconsolately on the sofa not knowing what to think and fighting tears of frustration.Andrew came back in."Lunch is ready," he said cheerfully. "I thought we'd have it in the kitchen in case you're messy. Come on, my wounded one."He took her left hand and pulled her to her feet. She followed him silently and sat down at the table."I've cut them up small so that you can manage with one hand. Water, squash?" Water would be fine," she answered dully.Andrew noticed it immediately. "Poor. Something darker. Musk." I touched my finger to his lips and he drew it in eagerly. "What do I taste like?" I said in a very low voice. He seemed reluctant to give up my finger. "Salt and perfume." "Your flowers are simple," I told him. "This, what you’re playing with now, is messy." I ran my hand down his chest, caressing his slender body over his clothes. I found the bulge in his pants and traced it with a light finger. He made a sound that begged me. "But messy is sometimes glorious." I. Paul nodded and said, "Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying. How about you, Kevin?"My brother nodded. I felt funny inside, part of me wanted to be mad at my brother, but part of me wanted to hug and kiss Paul. The part of me that wanted to be with Paul won the internal battle. I jumped up and into Paul's lap. He put his arms around me, laughing as I snuggled against him. Sandy laughed and sat on Kevin's legs so she could kiss him.While I kissed Paul I realized I didn't love him, not like I did.