Keep walking, and get a drink
From Create Your Own Story
She walks down past the room, her pussy tingling between her thighs, she can feel herself getting wet. She wants nothing more than to go back to her room, lie on the bed listening to room 323, playing with herself. But maybe she should try to join them, who knows what might happen. Should she start acting upon her dirty thoughts? The kind of daydreams she'd had about college when she was in high school. Maybe she should be a little more confident. She can't expect those fantasies to become reality without some effort on her part. But she keeps walking down to the end of the corridor.
"Oh jesus."
She'd forgotten to bring any money for the drinks machine. The RA's room was right there, maybe he could help out.
