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Archive-name: School/secthoug.txt
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Archive-title: Second Thoughts
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Margi opened her eyes and let them adjust to the dim room. As
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the shadows became forms over the next minutes, she knew it was not her
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room. A glance to her left revealed the form sleeping beside her. A few
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moments of delving into the hazy fog of the evening before informed her
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that her companion was 'Garry' from Omega Chi. She remembered the sex
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and the brief snuggle before he turned to fall asleep.
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She carefully lifted the warm sheet from her naked body and got
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out of the bed. 'Garry' rolled into the center and sprawled out. His
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soft snoring didn't miss a beat. Margi spent painstaking minutes trying
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to find all of her clothes in the dim light from the window. She
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succeeded in finding everything except her panties which she gave up on
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after several frustrating minutes. She slipped into the bathroom and
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cleaned up.
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She heard his door lock automatically when she shut it on her
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way out. It was 4am and Margi had not felt so low in her life. 'Garry'
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was sexy and had even tried to push her buttons in bed for a few
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minutes before commencing to fuck her. But she did not come, nor get
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that excited. As always, she faked it to cover herself. Why bring him
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down, she thought.
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As she walked home through the warm breezy June night, she
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looked at all the campus buildings, so full of people and life in the
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daytime, so quiet at night. Something had to change.
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Her roommate was asleep when Margi slipped in their apartment.
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She undressed and slipped into a pair of warm pajamas. She felt close
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to home in them, and the world was not such a scary place. Her bed gave
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her a few hours of sleep before classes in the morning.
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Sitting in her first class at 8:55am, Margi couldn't really
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shake the depression she'd felt last night. She'd seen two guys on the
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way to class that she'd gone to bed with. They didn't even meet her
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gaze. Not the way to start a day.
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The class filled up with people sluggish from another summer
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semester night of partying. There were a few people who looked eager
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and refreshed, but she had never talked to them much.
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As the class got started, Margi noticed one of the awake people
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kept taking off-hand glances her way. She took a quick check of herself
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to make sure nothing embarrasing was out of place or open. She tried to
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catch his eye, but he always turned away. She dismissed it and returned
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to listening to the lecture.
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Later that day, she walked to the campus Cafeteria/Restaurant.
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Having gotten herself a light lunch she looked around for places to
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sit. She saw him motion for her to join him. 'Why not.' she asked, not
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feeling like sitting alone.
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He stood when she got there. 'Strange'.
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His name was Adam, and yes he was in her 9am Math class. He
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seemed unsure of himself and she found herself lapsing into silence
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over her food.
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After a few minutes, he spoke.
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"How are you doing in Martin's class?" She looked up at him.
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Her pause was awkward and she shook it off as a burp in the digestive
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tract of life.
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"OK, I guess. I'm still having trouble with the formulas in
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chapter 17. I 'spect I'll work it out soon."
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"I didn't have too much trouble working out 17. If you want, I
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could meet you sometime and go over it with you."
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Margi saw it all as plain as day. A study session and bite to
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eat afterwards, couple of dates, one hot night and the cold shoulder.
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She couldn't bring herself to do it.
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"I think I can handle it. Thanks for the offer." She regretted
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it as soon as she'd said it. He looked crushed. She realized that his
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ego was far more fragile than your average fraternity man or jock.
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"Maybe we could study for the next mid-term though." she
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asked. He seemed brightened a little, but he'd taken it deeply.
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"OK, whenever you're free." His lunch was finished, and he took
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the opportunity for a convienent exit after polite goodbyes.
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'Great. That helped a lot.' thought Margi. She wrote off the
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day and went back to her apartment for some studying.
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The next day, Margi was surprised when Adam sat next to her in
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class and started up some gentle conversation. She looked for all the
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signs of lines or strategies to get her, but she couldn't figure him
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out. The class went well, and he did help her with one problem that she
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missed with the lecturer. As the rest of the students got up to leave,
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he asked her to hang back.
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"I was wondering what you were doing Friday night." he seemed
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hesitant but sincere. 'Doing anything to avoid the bars and men', she
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thought to herself.
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"I hadn't really made up my mind, but I was thinking of renting
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some videos and kicking back at my apartment with my roommate, Shelly.
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Why?"
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"I don't know if I could compete with that," they smiled," but
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I was thinking of going to a movie theater and catching something up
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for an Oscar. So I could say I saw it when the pollsters come around."
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Margi dropped all her soul-wrenching confusion, or at least put it on
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hold.
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"I've got a better offer. Two movies for $3 and all the popcorn
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you can eat. 105 East Main Apt #7. Deal?" He looked really pleased.
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"Sounds great, what time?" She gathered her stuff into her
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backpack as she worked the numbers.
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"Say 7 o'clock?"
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"Perfect. See you then." He rushed off to his next class across
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campus.
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Margi headed home wondering what movies she wanted to see.
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Shelly had left a note on the door of the refrigerator. "Gone
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home to visit folks. Back late Sunday. Eat popcorn for me."
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"What have I gotten myself into?"
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