My older sister, Ariadne, had a disgusted look on her face.Having only pleasured women, she had no clue what to do, and apparently, no desire to learn... Arethusa, my virginal baby sister, while woefully lacking in skills, was at least curious. Curious enough to swipe her finger across the spermy drip on my chest and taste it. I looked across the hall, to the men, talking animatedly with each other. Karl turned, strode over to me. "A word. in private."We returned to my room where Karl admitted. The evening had turned out better than I expected but not really what I wanted. One was all muscles and dumb testosterone, the other self-deprecating intelligence. Always the way. I told the mirror“Why is it you have to choose between Rolfes and Andrews?”From the cubicle an east European voice called out“I will only be a minute.”“No, no, sorry. It was a rhetorical question, you know, to the mirror. Not to you.” I was embarrassed enough that if I had not needed to pee so much, I would have. .. or he never got it.Just then Santa turned and looked right at Chris. Before the boyrecoiled he caught the twinkle in Santa's eye. It WAS Santa from the 99cent store, the real Santa Claus! Chris was sure of it. He dared topeek again. Santa was gone. Chris rubbed his eyes. The girl's bike andthe dress were still there but that was all. Santa had disappeared Imust be dreaming, he thought. He scurried back to his room.He was tossing and turning most of the remainder of the night. What'sgoing on?. College is definitely a way to do that. But I think thata lot of what I've done this summer has helped me to grow as a persontoo. I'm not planning to put off college right now, but if I have tochoose between college and singing in a few years, I probably will pushcollege back for a bit. I think that there is as much value in what I amdoing now as there is in attending college. College will come when thetime is right."I looked over at Dad. He had a mixed expression on his face. It lookedlike he.