f**k the Foreplay
By J.M. Snyder
Tory stared at the biology book open on his
desk and tried not to think about the time. It was Friday afternoon
and he didn’t have another class until Tuesday morning, what with
the extended three day weekend they got from Fall Break, and he was
only reading through the chapter on mitochondria to keep the
excitement coursing through his body to a minimum. Three days
without classes. Three days without Seth, his roommate, who was
even now packing to go home for the short holiday. Three days to
himself, finally alone, without the ever-constant presence of
someone else in the room, listening as he talked on the phone,
watching him type on the computer, always there, always
studying…
Shit, it was only two months into his
freshman year at Mason an
