A New Day, A New You part 7 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 7

... the offer for a ride back to campus. We’re on foot for a couple minutes when Robin starts in. “So you have a very pretty friend,” She says talking about Jamal. “Yes I do,” I state looking at her and she blushes. “Now you’re just embarrassing me,” Robin replies bashful. “Well I like you for who you are and if you want to hang out or something outside of the gym I’m game,” I tell her and she smiles. “I would but you have rage issues,” she tells me joking. “Rage issues,” I ask her stopping. Scooping up Robin in my arms is easy and she giggles as I start jogging while carrying her. I don’t take her far but when I set her down we’re all laughs back to the dorm. I discover we’re heading to my room and once we’re in the door and in my room she begins to look around. I offer her a drink and she notes the beer in my fridge. “I don’t think I can have beer yet without getting us both in trouble,” she informs me and I counter. “Well then if you have them you can’t leave till you sober up,” I tell her and she takes one for herself. I learn three things about her right then, one she’s nineteen, two she’s a light weight, and three she’s a moody drunk. We’d been relaxing and drinking for a couple hours when Richard makes his way into the dorm living room with his luggage and immediately Robin is all over him. “Greg you asshole… fucking around on me with sluts in Georgia! I gave you my virginity and you can’t even treat me like a good fucking lay,” Robin is spewing insults and I’m trying to ...

... stop her. “Robin that’s not Greg,” I try to cut her off. “Stuart, Greg is right there,” She points with a little too much swing and nearly falls into Richard’s arms,” Wow you’re strong and pretty.” “Thanks I guess, Stuart are we alright here,” Richard asks me confused. “Yeah she’s just new to drinking,” I tell him and Robin counters. “I’m not new I just need to throw up,” is the last words before both of us get her to the toilet fast. She’s in pieces after letting all of her lunch and the snacks we had go into the toilet. Richard is actually helping me as we put her in my bed and pull her shoes off. We exit my room and I turn to my roommate where we both laugh. “And I thought I was the only one with drunk girls in my room,” Richard says between laughs. “She’s had a bad vacation,” I tell him leaving out details. “You going to be her rebound,” he asks with a distinct level of sly in his voice. “No not my style man,” I counter hitting him where his reputation lies. “Hey they were mostly sober when we got here,” He jokes but the laughs are mostly over,” Anyway man it’s good to be back, we’ll catch up when you’re not taking care of your friend.” I get back into my room and find that Robin is feeling a bit better as she’s moved herself under the blankets and somehow stripped down as I find her clothes on the floor kicked off my bed and check them to find she’s got her underwear on at least. I however settle into my computer for a bit and read over emails and check on a few things ...