We celebrated being together again with an indescribable display of sexual pyrotechnics.Two weeks later, I broke my ankle in the first game of the yea.... It was no big deal except I'd be on crutches for awhile. Sunday after the game, when I hobbled into the cafeteria between the athletic dorms, a tall, rawboned girl with a shock of unruly red hair smiled at me. A chill ran down my spine. I got my tray and was waiting in line behind Brute Wyzerocek when I realized she was at my side."Hello, Peter. When she turned her half of her big boobs and cleavage was clearly visible to me because of her position. I got an immediate erection to my top most and a bit of my dick came out of my pant because i was wearing a track suit which is loose because it’s meant for comfort and somewhat because of my size and position of my tool. She did not notice it but i wanted that she notice it. She again asked me why you have not slept yet. I replied that it’s my habit that i surf net at this time and i. In a good way." I never imagined myself saying this. I thought we were just friends and took her moves as something friendly. If only I would have realized. She looked up at me and I knew what I had to do next. "It's a little loud here, let's go back to my room."I couldn't believe it. I was finally having the guts to take a girl into my dorm alone and it was Emma, of all people. My high school memories of fantasizing about fucking her came flooding into my head. I didn't bother fighting it. I am not conceited. It's a fact. The more gorgeous they are, the sweeter their cum tastes. Every night I roam the dark lit streets searching. Sniffing the air for the smell of sexual heat and young hot hormones. Searching for that special someone that I could feed off and you never know one day, someone I could love. I have never met anyone yet who had the same sexual desires and stamina as I do. I just rounded the corner of the night club district about to give up on the search for this.