“And I thought I was the psych major."

“Heal thyself. Or something. You weren't doing a very good job hiding it. What's up?"

"Oh..." she paused. And then she reached into her back pocket and brought out a folded piece of paper.

“I was debating whether or not I should give this to you."

She handed it over and I unfolded it, revealing the name "E-Beth" and a phone number. Jen elaborated, “She got one of those new cell phones. I can't believe that Nokia. It actually fits in your pocket. Well, if you've got big pockets.”

I just stared at the number. Jen told me, "She's back in town. You should call her up."

I looked up.

“You don't think I should wait until she calls me? The number to the apartment hasn't changed.”

Jen shrugged. "Up to you.”

We hung out for a bit, and then Jen invited me to stick around for dinner. She had a plan to cook more often for the two of them, a notion that Kevin absolutely adored. He wasn't big on dorm food.

“Kevin claims my cooking is the best he's ever had. Personally, I think he's just trying to get into my pants. So I need a second opinion.”

“Hey, you make it, I'll take it," I smiled.

“Dude, she really IS good," Kevin promised. Turned out, he wasn't exaggerating. Dinner was delicious.

Sometime around 10pm that night, I sat in my room, staring blankly at my computer monitor in it's OFF position. I held E-Beth's phone number in my hand. She hadn't called me.

I tried to put it out of my head. I'd gotten used to not thinking about her over the summer. But now, knowing she was close by in the town somewhere, knowing I had an actual way of contacting her, was driving me nuts.

A low moan floated through the walls. My hearing sharpened, and then I realized it was Cherys' voice, deep into the throes of passion. I felt a strange sense of déja vu. Just arrived back on campus and back into a shared room, of course they would want to express their physical intimacy. But whether coincidence or not, I found the girls' Lovemaking to be just the tonic I needed to soothe my tortured mind.

Automatically, I stared at the ceiling and grabbed the box of tissues on my night stand. The vision of their two bodies came easily to me.

And half in memory and half in fantasy, I watched them make love to each other in my mind's eye while I imagined E-Beth was riding my cock, her heavy tits bouncing up and down enticingly. E-Beth was spewing a variety of nasty phrases, ordering me to cum in her and fuck her harder, only it was Ellie's dirty mouth and naughty voice. And as I looked up, I saw Cherys' iridescent eyes and silky hair neatly framing her face.

I let my mind drift away, lolling my head back and reclining at my desk chair, my hips dangerously close to slipping off the seat. And when I finally came, my Left hand and the tissues caught my release, even as I dreamed I was spurting heavy gobs of cum into HER...

Whoever “HER was...

I overslept. Not the greatest thing to do on the first day of school. I barely had enough time to race out and stagger half-asleep into my first class. But afterwards, I knew I had a good amount of time before my 3pm afternoon class.

Kevin invited me to grab Lunch with him, now that we were no longer on dorm meal plans at all. But I waved him off. "Sorry. There's a phone call I've got to make."

He nodded in understanding and tossed off a, “Laters, dude."

I got back to my apartment and went straight to the phone. Fortunately, the place was empty. I wasn't sure if I could handle making the call if either Danielle or Cherys were around to eavesdrop.

It rang twice before she picked up.