Julie and Jessi lived in the same dorm building, but on different floors. The dorms around here were setup so it was separated by sex by floor. There ...ere four people to one room and the bathrooms and showers were only at the end of the hallway. Well one night, Julie and Jessi had gone out together without John or I because we both had tons of homework to do. They had gone to the bars and, as they always did, dressed extremely slutty. Tonight they had chosen to both wear tight, short dresses. " I hoped it would be enough; she was going to be here any moment. "Put your pants back on, and sit down. Try to think of England, baseball, mother---no wait, scratch that last one, I've seen your mother---whatever it takes to put a young man out of the mood. Better? Let me check." I leaned over the desk and reached for his pants, yes, yes, nice and non-useful to a girl in heat. It would have to do, and it would for sure be short-lived.The announcement at my door came in time for me to sit."Ah,. Rentz, Mr. Metz, I don’t think my opinion on that matter is typical of my generation,” I said, trying to collect my thoughts.“Please tell us and describe the difference,” Metz said.“Well, we have a reputation of shaping most of our opinions based on Facebook memes and Twitter posts. I’m afraid that is not an entirely unfair characterization,” I said. “I believe, however, it is more a way of solidifying opinion than creating it. People decide what they want to believe and then search out. As she released her labia, her fingers wandered up to that "V" above her sex and rubbed there."No," she thought to herself, "No real hair there yet. Not yet."Her fingers wandered up her torso, tracing her tendency toward the classic hourglass figure."Well, not there yet either ... But soon ... Hopefully, real soon," she thought.Then her hands found their way to her breasts."No need to wear a bra. There ain't much here is there."Rubbing herself, her nipples grew to the diameter of a pencil.