" I cringed, the sight not doing a thing for my upset stomach."Fine, then, limp dick. You wouldn't know class if you saw it." She wretched, and return...d to her nest."The only class you need is in beauty school, you old harpy." I muttered, pressing on.As I rounded the corner, I thought I'd seen everything that the alley had to offer me. Where there had been a number of whores, there were now none. This was when she'd caught my eye. She was far too beautiful to be a whore, which is why at first,. I pulled off my shirt and dropped my pants down around my ankles enjoying the freedom of being alone. Laying in bed my hand was using pre-cum as the lube to rub up and down while gluing my eyes to the penthouse magazine I stole from Kevin about a year ago. With soft slow strokes to edge myself along it seems like an hour pass before I decide to let it blow. Quickly my hand pumps faster and I happen to look up over the edge of the magazine to my door and watch as Kevin’s eyes widen seeing my. I wanted to leave the room for the pool but didn't want to miss "my guests". So I pulled up a chair outside of my room so I could see if any one came down the hall toward the room. And I had a beer. A short time later I noticed two guys, Hispanic as well, laughing and smiling and looking in my direction, they were drinking as well and then waved. I waved back and waited. They drank at least two more beers and then slowly started to make their way towards where I was sitting. One of them said. Thunk. Thunk.There it was again. As if her neighbors were rearranging the furniture at two o'clock in the morning. Jessica giggled knowingly into her vodka."Ohhhhhhh..."It was a woman's voice, coming from the neighboring dorm room. A low, ecstatic moan."Ohh yeah..." Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.Jessica burst out laughing. The grunts and moaning coming through the wall grew faster and fiercer, and I admit there was a certain comic desperation in it, punctuated by the sound of the bed jamming repeatedly.