I had every intention of hooking her and never letting go. “Let’s get out of here…” she whispered in my ear as the rest of the group watched ...s, followed by grabbing my dick under the table. “Did you drive here?” I asked. “I purposely caught a ride here…” she said, giving me that knowing look. “Ahhhh…then let’s go…” I replied, quickly catching on to what she meant. Without saying a word to any of them, I stood up and grabbed her hand before making a bee line for the front door. I was taking. As she ate and studied she became aware that someone was standing beside her table.She looked up to see Arnie Porto, a guy who had been in some of her classes in the past couple years. He was big in the frats and obviously very popular on campus. Handsome would be an understatement to his looks. He was rugged and dressed like a J Crew catalog. Arnie had left a string of broken hearts over the campus, as well as a string of willing conquests. They had been friendly, but he had never come on to. Still wide awake, I went to the store and used some of the money dad left me to replenish the slightly depleted kitchen. Dad came home on Tuesday, and was pleased at how clean the house was. No broken furniture, no panties hanging from the lights, most of his beer was still in the fridge.Later that night after dinner I worked on my campaign a bit, then went to bed. The next few days was largely the same. Finally it was Thursday, and once again I picked everybody up and we went to JD’s. Unlike. ’ ‘Really?’ He grinned. ‘I should warn you. I’ve been accused of being a world class sarcastic son of a bitch more than once.’ ‘I see. So, what do you do for a living?’ ‘Nothing.’ ‘Sarcasm again? And so soon, too.’ ‘Sorry. I’m retired.’ ‘Why the bike? I mean, you seem a little old for ‘middle-aged crazy’.’ ‘Gee, thanks. I think.’ ‘So?’ ‘Something I’ve been wanting to do. For a long time.’ ‘No time like the present, or so the saying goes.’ ‘Exactly.’ ‘So, after the Tetons? Where to?’ ‘Were you,.