watching a movie

I am happy. I finally get to show you my house. The one I live in for school. The outside is red brick and it has 6 large pillars on the porch. Straight up form the path is a balcony.

I lead you inside. The summer is not kind, as cleaning is done irregularly if at all, but still, it is cleaner then most residences, minus the beer bottles on a coffee table. I lead you up the stairs to my room. I excitedly tell you the lore of the house, well as much as I can disclose.

\"Playboy did a photo shoot here a while back.\"

I am unable tscerscern from your face whether or not your \"cool,\" meant you were impressed.

My room is the first room from the stairs. The house is quiet as it is 10 am on a weekday. People are still unconscious from the drinking and socializing of but a few hours before, making this the perfect time to show you the house before having you meet the more ... interesting people. (I love \'em to death, but some of them I can\'t stand sometimes)

I lead you to the attic. Admittedly, it\'s trashed. But it still has the coolness factor to it. Amusingly enough people are sleeping on the couches. We tip-toe past to the beach. The view from the \'beach\' is amazing. You can see a lot of the surrounding area. It is very serene and beautiful.

\"Is it always like this?\" you ask

\"No... and yes.\" I smile. \"Only after a party and sometimes during the summer.\"

I lead you back down stairs. Some of the sleepers stir.

\"Someone may have a nice headache tomorrow,\" I grin.

I open my door and allow you into my room. Caleb is gone for the time making it more ideal for showing you. I come in then lock the door behind me. The only mechanism to keep the door shut is the deadbolt, and that needs a key from both sides.

\"Are you trying to lock me in?\"

Your smile reaches from ear to ear. You cross your arms across your chest then proceed to life up and squeeze your breasts, creating more cleavage on a shirt that cuts just into the top of your cleavage.

\"More of to lock others out. Don\'t want any one to barge in to investigate your screaming.\"

I can\'t help but grin on that one. You walk over press your self against me, throw your arms around my neck and kiss me on the lips. I kiss back. You pull away. My excitement is already quite obvious, but I hold back.

\"How do you like the room?\"

You glance around. Behind the door to the room is a closet, next to that is a dresser, then a closet, then a large dresser shelves on top of it, and a stereo on top of the shelves. further on is a fridge on top of a fridge, then the bathroom door in the corner. A poster of \"Beatles - Abby Road\" is above a set of shelves on the far wall, to the left of that is a make shift entertainment center, made of cinder blocks and slabs of wood that holds a 10 inch TV. In the far right corner is the chair and the lamp behind it. Next to that is Turtle, the turtle, and next to him is a makeshift bookshelf of milk crates. Leaning in the corner is a multi-colored guitar. in front of it is a large blue chair facing the room. A little further behind it is another makeshift bookcase, in the corner that is obviously mine, as it is filled with my desk and computer equipment and a few random papers. Just above the desk is my blue string of lights nailed up to my loft, residing just above my desk. The ladder to the loft is just beside you. You look up to follow the cords that lead down to my computer. One cord follows up toward my bed, the other follows straight up over the door.It goes along the top of my corkbaord which has a few random picture on it and behind the majority of my ironwood collection and a speaker to the stereo, then proceeds over the closets and behind my hat resting a top a strobe light, a wine bottle, and the lounge sign. There is a disco ball hanging just below the sign. Next to the stereo there is a shelf of cereal and other food, where a cord leads out above the bathroom door to a shelf in the corner. The shelf holds the rest of the ironwood, another small speaker, and a teddy bear with a Gilligan hat, a Hawaiian shirt and denim shorts. In the very middle of the room there is a long couch. just in front of it is a \"coffee table\" (trunk with stuff on it).

\"I like i you you reply (I hope!) \"Where does your roommate sleep?\" you ask after quickly noticing that there is only one bed in the room.

\"He sleeps on the couch.\"

You give me a puzzled look.

\"He\'s a bit eccentric.\"

You nod and let me leave it at that.

I have you sit down on the side of the couch closest to the tv. I brought the dvd for \"Varsity Blues\" with me so we could watch it. I have been meaning to show you this movie for a long while. It is one of my favorites. I start the electronics up and turn back to sit next to you on the couch, which is perpendicular to sma small tv. I notice that your legs are crossed seductively. You have purposely lowered the front of your \"rock star\" shirt while my back was turned allowing for more skin and showing me the red bra underneath. I place my hand on your upper thigh and rub slowly up and down your left leg, but remain very calm. I will make a move, but only at certain parts of the movie and then again afterwards. For now, I will get you ...warmed up for a little fun later. I lean over kiss your cheek, then your lips as you turn towards me.

\"watch the movie,\" I chide jokingly then I kiss you on the lips again

I kiss your neck the second you turn back to the movie. You rearrange yourself to lean against me on the couch so as to have a better direct view of the screen. You strech you legs out angled more towards the tv and lean your back against me. I wrap my right arm around your right side, placing my right hand on your stomach. I kiss your neck on the left side after the manuevers are finished then straighten up and get comfortable to watch a very cool movie.