ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #5 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #5

... hate her for what Tori did to her daughter. Alone again, Tori walked out from the sushi joint and called Trina to come and pick her up, and did her best to rehearse her angry s*ster act until she arrived, ready to talk about this thing with her and Andre. * * *September 6 10:13 pm UCLA- Scott Hall Room 339 This is what Hell must be like, Sam Puckett thought as she lay on her bed staring up at the ceiling. She had spent the last hour and a half video chatting with Carly where she filled her best friend in on everything that happened at the school so far. She considered leaving out the part about Adams, just because she didn't care to relive that one again, but she couldn't help it, and Carly was always a good friend, and really good at ad-vice. Carly reacted just like Cat and Noelle did, no surprise there, she thought. Leave it to me to make the worst decisions possible. Sam really wanted to lean over on her side, but on the wall side of her bed was a picture of Carly and Freddie and the last couple times she really looked at it, she just felt this overwhelming regret. Turning in the other direction would make her privy to whatever Cat and Noelle were doing, which, from her bed, looked like they were playing tag underneath Cat's bed covers. Those chicks are weird, she thought. But really it was jealousy that guided her feelings about them. She craved the connection that the two of them had developed and being around their happiness was a killer to Sam's mind. The truth was, ...

... Sam was really missing her two best friends, and as much as she wanted to seek them out for comfort, she knew that really wasn't going to be an option. Carly was thousands of miles away and Freddie might as well be, with the way his life seemed to revolve around… her. Sam had been able to deal with Jade, but ever since the incident with Adams, she felt like she really needed to be with him, so naturally Jade be-came a real problem. She even told Carly about how she felt about Freddie in this situation and she actually suggested that she tell him how she felt. Which was stupid, of course. But the more she looked at the picture of all three of them, the more she instinctively felt a sense of longing. Taking a deep sigh, she heard the less than subtle giggles from under the covers next to her, paired with some soft moans, the girls clearly getting into the bigger stuff. Sam grabbed her headphones and plugged them into her PearPod so she could at least drown their happiness out, but it seemed like every song that would play would be some sad song, or a lonely breakup song, and she practically growled in annoyance at the point that she had reached. Tossing the music device aside, Sam climbed out of bed and threw her street clothes on and headed out from the dorm, moving as quietly as possible so she wouldn't alert her roommates who seemed to be very busy with their own business. Storming out of the dorm, she headed away from her room and all her stress and tried to get some fresh ...