“Well, I suppose I’ll hold up under all the pressure,” he grinned. His best friend jealously punched him in the arm, hard. The guys were insanely jealous.
It was a very long summer. Finally the first week of August came, and he reported to Lilith College for orientation. Eleven hours on a Greyhound bus, a slim trunk holding his worldly possessions, and then he was getting off in a small California town. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes and stretching from the long hours on the bus, he looked around.
A cute brunette, about nineteen, was looking around. She wore a tight Lilith College T-shirt and skintight jeans. Dark eyes, an innocent smile, and a lush body. Just the kind of co-ed dream he’d been fantasizing about during the long bus ride. She held up a sign with his name on it. Great! S
