’ My voice was steadier than my head, which was in a turmoil. He held my gaze for a few more seconds, eyes stormy but unreadable from where I was s...tting at the back of the room, before he turned around and continued his speech which had something to do with modern architecture and the second world war. I think. If someone told me a few months ago that Brandon Chase was teaching architecture at Columbia, I would have laughed. Even though its just one semester– whatever’s left of it, that is–. The girls were getting very relaxed both couples were holding hands, the conversation was casual, but the sexual innuendos were become more and more.Bill and Liv got up to play the juke box, so Tre and Sherry were alone. She giggled at him, “it seems you are very happy to be here with me”, as she looked directly at his bulging crotch. Without another word he took her hand and placed it on his cock, her eyes opened wide as it felt huge and rock hard. He started using her hand to rub it but. Unlikely, yet I decided to hold out hope and not be disappointed if everyone just kept their normal distance. Besides, I knew most of these guys would have their army of support – be it from girls, buddies, or families. Strangers like me would probably not be welcomed other than in the most unappealing tasks. Shit, I didn’t even know how I would get assigned to the pump-room. I sure as hell didn’t want to be playing guard or something like that – just looking at these gorgeous masculine guys. I stood motionless holding my breath "9... 1... 1..." I choked out before collapsing. She pulled out her phone and dialed "get to the mall my boy friend was stabbed!!!". Boy friend? I thought its been one date. "You gonna be fine zak." She promised me as she uncontrollably cried. Then the ambulance showed up and the ems workers started yelling commands "check for tetanus" "bandage the stab wound" "prep the O.R.". Before i knew it i was in a white room with doctors fusing over me checking vitals.