I have dirty blond hair, some nice defined abs and a nice girthy 7 inch uncut cock that got me plenty of pussy if I do say so myself. I had pledged a ...rat the first thing on arriving in college and didn't take long to get in one. Spending most of my time in between studying, I pretty much was in nonstop party mode.My roommate's name was Jason and we got along immediately after we met. He was a swimmer in High School like me and was the total surfbro type even down to looks with his shaggy blond. I loved being able to look good while flexing in the mirror. But that came to a halt one afternoon while pushing myself on squats. My hamstring pulled and the sports doctor said to lay off of it for at least six weeks. That sucked. Now what was I going to do? That means I can't fly either. The boss isn't going to be happy about that. Oh, well. It's just a job.I checked the mail a week later and noticed an advertisement for a motorcycle rider course. A two-day event that would use up one. The obvious option wasn’t an option, considering how my willpower had done so far.In the morning I started looking for a place, and luckily found one pretty quickly, on the top floor of a converted house, with a landlord who’d been holding out trying to avoid letting to students. It was basically an attic, and we (the illegal schoolgirls and I, of course) would have to climb up an exposed fire escape to the door, but it was in an area full of student lets for the university, and I reckoned we’d. As soon as the doors closed he reached over to me and pulled me close. His lips found mine in a quick and forceful kiss. His tongue parted my lips and probed the depths of my mouth as though he was claiming it all for himself. He pulled back and looked into my face. ‘Whiskey. Smooth, sweet and with a kick. Just like I like my women.’ He was about to kiss me again when the elevator stopped and the doors opened. It was my floor and we stepped out and walked towards the door to my hotel room his.