Greg looked a little red in the face from drink, Jennifer’s body language suggested some irritation. My guess was that Greg was giving one of his se...i-drunken and boorish rants (on the subject, perhaps, of immigration, or tax, or golf, or socks. Who could guess what would get him apoplectic next?), and Jennifer was attempting to reason with him, or calm him. This was a regular occurrence between them and rarely ended well. Janet, meanwhile, sat perfectly still, watching me. Ignoring them. "And next time you fancy a food fight, do it outside."Andy and Sarah nodded and picked up their items and left.The open-plan toilets really were open plan. The wall had been replaced by a giant window and refitted. A shower was in the corner and Sarah, as the dirtiest, kicked off her shoes and walked in. Andy smiled as the hot water hit her dirty body and washed away the brown, yellow and pink mess."It's your fault," she moaned and Andy removed his shoes and walked in alongside her."Ssshhhh,". I was single and lonely and a little depressed. It didn't help that I lived in the middle of nowhere, the only thing in my town was a small engineering college that I attended. I am kind of a pothead, and a real nerd, but that's normal for this school.This all changed one day when I met up with the guy who sells me weed, Dan. I walked down to his place at about 10 pm. I went in the front door(he always left it open) and the entire house was full of girls. From girls who looked like they were 13. "Ok?" I thought thats cool, maybe she'll stop liking me. Lying in bed that night I realized that I LIKE her. I really like her. I like how she plays the guitar, I like the way her breast stretch the black vest she wears. I like the way her ass moves when she runs, I like when she whispers and when she touches my hair. I have never had sexual feelings for a girl, and the feeling was much more satisfying than for a man. In a short amount of time I found myself constantly dreaming of her, during.