He was now 19 and had grown into a good looking lad. He had the usual teenage cockiness and I smiled to myself imagining what my Clare was going to do...to him. We chatted for a while and I invited him round to ours for a few drinks later while the football was on. He said ok and would be there at 7. When Clare returned from work I told her I had a surprise waiting for her and set my plan in motion. At 6.30 Clare got dressed in her sexiest clothes, a very tight, short dress which showed off her. I had felt like I was understood and accepted. I wondered if things would go back to what they were when we all got back together come the beginning of the next semester. But, found myself feeling doubtful and contemplating trying to get into a sorority if it didn’t work out with Lizzi, Jane, and Kate or giving up entirely. You see, Sam, there was something more to it all then just being friends. Jason didn’t understand at all. He hated them. Jason and I were fine all summer and if I had never. He considered leaving the front door unlocked because he wasn't certain if a resident from here had brought a key. Then he locked the door anyway.He had a pretty good idea where he'd find Walt, Sean and Rachelle and he still had his old key if they were locked out. Sure enough, six pairs of eyes bore into him as he walked into the lower apartment. He put on his best cheerful face."Hey, guys," he said. "I'm getting a water. Anyone need anything?"The room was silent but everyone still stared at. There was a tent, a bedroll and canned supplies for several days. He took the stairs down two and three at a time, jumping over the final railing. Opening what looked like a closet door under the stairwell, he trotted down the next set of stairs into the underground garage where he kept his vehicles.Currently, he only had two; a two-wheeled old-style two-cycle combustion engine motorcycle of unknown vintage and the Mitsui Mach II flyer he'd received as part of his retirement package along with.