“Come in, Atwood,” she said, desire in her eyes and a lust for satisfaction in her body language.
“I’ve never met anyone with golden eyes before,” said Bobby.
Bobby and Clancy were both staring at him when his mind came back into focus.
Atwood wrote his number on the back of one of Clancy’s cards. Bobby was going to stay for a while longer. Atwood wondered if the two of them were going to fuck after he left. It didn’t matter; he was just curious. As he picked up his jacket and made his was to the door “Cum On Feel The Noize” began playing on the hidden sound system. He shook his head and laughed to himself, said goodbye to Bobby and Clancy and left the Delta Gamma house.
©2011 Michael Rohrer