ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #7 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #7

... Her constant buzz made living with herself and her 'friends' who she resented most of the time now, easier, but her temper was a powder keg that could blow with even the slightest item, as Cat and Noelle had found out recently. The redhead had tried to talk to her, but she was past the point of caring, and she just prayed this semester would be over, so that she could just fail, thus proving her self-fulfilling prophecy that she couldn't make it in college. To make matters worse, Freddie was sitting across from her looking perfectly fine without her, and it just tore her up inside. It was at that moment that Sam swore off, not only men, but any and all attraction and feelings. Cat and Noelle were always so close and touchy feely that there really wasn't much of a mystery what was going on with them. Since Cat had officially come out, and Noelle was comfortable with her sexuality, the girls got along fantastically. Best of all, they felt no need to hide them-selves from the other anymore. There had been more than one occasion where Sam had walked in on them dancing and lip syncing to random music, only to return five minutes later to them making out on the floor. It was incredibly awkward to have to deal with, but the fact that Cat was happy made the others feel a little better and a bit more hopeful for their own fates. Tonight, rather than studying, they were playing some variation of tic-tac-toe with Skittles, and then the winner fed the loser all the candies on the ...

... paper. Envious of the raven haired girl, Robbie sat at the head of the table, staring at Cat as he tried to lead the study session through his jealousy, the only person who seemed remotely focused on the topic at hand. He'd be lying if he said he wouldn't kill to be with Cat, but he was slowly coming to terms with the truth. He was not, however, dealing with his girlfriend's absence and near lack of existence lately. For the last few weeks, Trina had been very slow to return his calls and texts and when he got to see her, she seemed upset and rarely wanted to physically be together. Robbie was however thankful for what he considered a miracle- Trina agreeing to their couples costume, which he had already started working on. Needless to say, it was not the most productive study session, and each and every one of the teens felt some looming dread for the coming test, and what it might entail. * * *October 31 8:44 pm Scott Hall Lobby Freddie Benson stood facing the elevator for what had felt like an hour, waiting on his dates to finish up getting dressed for the Halloween party. He had finished an hour ago, his blue button up shirt was splattered with fake bl**d, his hair a shade darker, and his hand covered in a metallic looking glove. On his back, he had a fake chainsaw and shotgun strapped tight so he could pull them out easily but putting them back was a less than simple task. On his chest he proudly wore a realistic looking nametag that read: MY NAME IS ASH. Hoping desperately ...