:12:02
No, a freshman.
:12:04
Really?
I thought you were older.
:12:06
No, I'm a freshman.
:12:08
Peter.
Peter the freshman.
:12:15
She has dick-sucking lips,
so I consider the options.
:12:20
I leave right now,
go back to my room,
:12:24
play the guitar...
:12:28
masturbate to broadband-speed
Internet porn...
:12:30
I'm going
to come on those tits.
:12:33
...go to sleep.
:12:35
Or...
:12:37
I could play "Quarters"
with Dickie and Quinlivan
:12:39
and that dumb guy from LA.
:12:43
Or I could take her
to the Carousel for some coffee
:12:45
and ditch her there
with the bill.
:12:54
Or I could take her back
to my room,
:12:56
hope the Frog is gone,
get stoned and fuck her.
:12:59
So, what do you think?
:13:03
What do I think?
:13:05
I think, why not?
:13:08
Rock and roll.
:13:16
She slowly followed me
back to my dorm room
:13:18
like she knew
this would happen,
:13:20
too eager,
too stunned to speak.
:13:22
I was so excited,
I couldn't stop shaking
:13:25
and I dropped the key
when I tried to unlock the door.
:13:32
She sat on the bed and I played
her a song I had written myself,
:13:36
then segued into one
by Counting Crows.
:13:39
I played it quietly and sang
the lyrics slowly and softly.
:13:44
She was so moved that
she actually started to cry.
:13:46
I'm not ready
for this sort of thing...
:13:52
Maybe it was the Ecstasy
I'm pretty sure she was on.
:13:55
Maybe it was that she thought
she really loved me.
:13:58
But when he kissed her on the
lips, he instantly went hard.