College Adventures - pt 6

Well, the school’s new frat house turned out to be a full-blown sex den by the third week, and honestly I should’ve seen it coming from the drunken “welcome party” where half the guys “accidentally” got handsy. Turns out the entire second floor was basically one giant playroom, and my 22M roommate kept “accidentally” walking in on me half-naked whenever I forgot to lock the door. By the time he finally asked if I wanted to “practice” hooking up-his words, not mine-I was already three beers deep and way too curious to say no. So yeah, now we’re two months in and I’m pretty sure half the frat thinks we’re dating, which is fine by me because the guy can *definitely* throw me around the bed when he gets that competitive look in his eyes. Just don’t tell my RA, she’d probably lose her mind if she knew how “studious” their “quiet hours” really were.