Scott makes his exit
From Torg Adventure
Scott frowned, and then his expression went quickly from anger to blank, to an overstated expression of realization. His eyes met Bryan's, and he nodded slightly, as if acknowledging the situation, and his "fifth wheel" status.
"Oh, shit yeah. Thanks for reminding me' Scott turned and walked the few paces down the hall to the room he'd be sharing with Bryan. Slipping a key into the lock, he gazed back at Scott and Emily standing in the hall.
"So, I'm gonna call first. Maybe I can handle it over the phone. Anyway, give me a call on your cell later. Maybe we can do something tonight. Unless you get lucky" Scott said with a leer, his eyes flashing from Emily and back to Bryan. Emily's cheeks flushed pink, and she smiled awkwardly and Scott walked into the room and the door shut behind him.
"Sorry about that" Bryan said, hoping Emily's past taunting by Scott, and the fact that he was friends as well as roommates with Bryan hadn't ruined any chances he had with the tall blonde.
"Its fine. He was just kind of a jerk by in high school. Said some pretty mean things, he wasn't the worst of them by any means. So anyway, you want to come with me over to the cafeteria, and see Alicia? I'm sure she'd be happy to see you"
Bryan mentally heaved a sigh of relief, and readily agreed to go to the dining hall with Emily. "Great! Alicia will be surprised to see you here. We both thought it was pretty funny when we ran into each other here. It ends up that one of the main reasons we'd picked to come here was that we didn't think we'd see many people from high school"
Emily then told him she wanted to grab her purse , and led him down the hall to her room. As they walked down the hall his eyes took inventory of the leggy coed. Emily's light brown hair fell about her shoulders, and was highlighted with blonde highlights. The ribbed yellow top she was wearing fit her snugly, and the plunging neckline accentuated her round pert tits. Around her neck she wore a thin gold chin that glittered just above the swell of her jiggling breasts. Her hips swayed ever so slightly as she walked in front of him, and Bryan found himself wondering if she was doing so on purpose. Her jeans fit as tightly as her top, and her ass was hypnotic as it moved back and forth with her every step.
Stopping in front of the door to her room, Emily grabbed the knob, and pulled the door open before stepping into the room Bryan glanced at the construction paper sign taped to the door. Beside Emily's name was the name Debra Adams written in green marker. Emily moved over to the bed on the right, and pick up a small blue denim purse. As she did, she kicked off her tennis shoes an moved to on of several cardboard boxes stacked at the foot of her bed, and next to the dresser.
She gave him a bright sexy smile. "I want to change my shoes. If we're meeting Alicia, I need to be a bit more fashion conscious, you know?" Bryan nodded his understanding, and Emily sat her purse on top of the dresser, as she opened the topmost box. Reaching down with one hand, she pulled off one plain white sock and then the other as she rummaged through the box with her other. Her toenails were painted a glossy shade of burgundy, and neatly trimmed.
"Oh, here's something you might like" Emily said as she reached into the box.
What's Emily found?
