” I’m not going to touch that one, she thought. He sat back in his chair — a beckoning gesture — so she dropped casually into the chair acros...s from him, slouched. “What brings you here on a Saturday?” he asked. “Freshmen,” she said. “The insatiable needs of freshmen.” “Surely you’re equal to that.” “We’ll never know, will we?” she said. “I can only look. Not allowed to touch.” “Perhaps you can touch them intellectually,” said Mark. “That’s what we’re here for, after all.” “Yes,” she. The thing about Ann Arbor is the competition is intense and Chemistry, even dummied down Nurses chem was killing me. Not being a science guy I intended to spend the weekend playing catch up. Still not wanting to be a total hermit I left my door open as a walk-in invite. How was I to know floor wide party was coming my way. The Hill, originally an all girls dorm had gone coed, with alternating all guys and all girl floors. Given the guy to girl 9 to 1 ration there were several all guy dorms. They were so beautiful, so smooth, every line andshape absolutely perfect, I wanted to worship them and the feet inside ofthem, and, being a sissy, most of all I wanted to wear a pair like that.Drinking it the sight of my beautiful neighbor's legs and boots, I'venoticed with the corner of my eye that she was checking out my feet - andfollowing her gaze, I saw my own small, girly, black canvas keds, andbetween them and the bottom of my jeans that rode up as I sat, anunmistakable glint of shiny. How about you?”She said – “Oh. Ok. I will prepare in some time.”I asked – “So, what’s special tonight?”She replied – “Tonight. Nothing, it’s usual routine.”I had to make my moves and asked her, “Join me for dinner if it is boring.”After a brief pause, she replied – “It would be too late till you reach.”I thought she was being cautious. I replied – “You can invite me for dinner. I hate eating out.”She did not reply. I could see her type messages but she was not sending. Was she thinking.