Now, when I went to class in the morning I had already been up for half a day and was wide awake while the other students were still shaking of the co...webs. In the evening I would be sleeping while every one was out socializing and partying.Already a pretty reclusive person, this even pushed me further away into my own world. My nights with no work were very quiet for my studies and the weekends when I didn't have class I still had the whole day ahead of me after work to figure out what to. .and well...honestly, Inever liked ladies anyway...and none of the boys wanted anything to dowith me...Sooooo..." she took a last drag off her cigarette and put itout in the ashtray." I was a virgin."That made me feel a lot better. I had forgotten that she was a boy whenshe came here too. It was nice to hear that she wasn't in that differenta state than me when she arrived at Wentworth."I don't like girls either." I admitted shyly. I had never said that toanyone in my life. I felt very. This was also before AIDS had entered Japan, so there was very little protection. Having visited in the next decade, free condoms arrived and "protected" sex was the norm. But not when my story takes place.In the dark rooms and sauna: look the fuck out! Some of the dark rooms were pitch black - perhaps 30 feet long and only as wide as a body, so you had to step over and between the legs and arms lying there. There, I was grabbed, sucked, jerked off and manhandled. "Kissing" was not well known. Jennifer said to me, “Don’t let let it bother you because we were just all fucked up and high and those things happen...it doesn’t mean anything.” I just nodded my head. It was the only response I could think of.But the kinkiness would not end with that one night.A few evenings later we were all at Jennifer’s parents’ extravagant Christmas Party bash. Jennifer looked so sexy in her party dress, a very low cut and micro short, backless, dark green dress with a slightly lighter shade of green.