Multitasking

One would think that going to college from high school would be a blast. Lets face it, not going to class for eight hours straight, sleeping whenever you feel like, and don’t forget the famous dorm room parties filled with booze and drugs. Unfortunately there is also and downside to the oh-so wonderful college life. Don’t believe me? Well you have the night classes that run on until forever, the insane 15 page papers in which you have a day to complete, and the important quizzes you have first thing in the morning.

Lucky me I have the opportunity to experience all three listed cons on my girlfriend’s birthday. I should be in bed with her instead of half-listening to the professor’s lecture and half worrying about Japanese Modern History term paper. Just as my head is about to hit the desk fate decides that I have experienced enough torture for one day and the man finally decides to let us out for the night. I’m out the door before anyone even gets up. Once outside the cool air makes me shiver. I knew I should’ve worn pants instead of shorts.

The one thing that I am most grateful for is that my room is situated in the building that is closest to practically everything so thankfully I was not in the cold for too long. At the door I started my daily fight with the card lock door.

Take out ID, swipe into slot, red light comes up, curse.

Swipe into slot again, red light, curse louder.

Swipe into slot again, red light, scream and pound on door.

Calm down for five minutes, swipe card at slowest speed, green light, rejoice and enter hall.

After walking down the hallway I arrive at my room and I already could tell that she had gone to sleep. I take out my key, unlock the door, quickly run inside and shut the door so the hallway light wouldn’t disturb her sleep in on the uncomfortable mattress on the bunk bed. Turning around I see that a tornado had touched down in the room or something to that extent. Wrapping paper and a couple of empty cups litter the floor. Above the small window opposite the door was a “HAPPY BIIRTHDAY” banner. On her desk were the remains of a cake along with her unwrapped gift which included a necklace and a expensive looking handbag.

Surprisingly whoever was at the party decided to leave my desk clean. Well... if you would say a mountain of papers, textbooks and cans of Red Bulls are things associated with a clean desk. After putting my bag on the ground I put the cans into a plastic bag before gathering the papers and books into my arms. I turn to the stacked bed about to placed the stuff onto the lower bunk –my bed- when something from beneath the sheets move. I didn’t have to guess who it was. Instead of dropping them on top of her as I would do on a normal day I drop the papers and books and kick them under my bed. I’ll deal with them later.

Finally sitting in my chair I turn on my trusty, but sometimes I-want-to-put-a-bat-through- computer. My desktop pops up and I immediately open My Documents and the term paper due in less than 10 hours and begin typing the rest of my paper.

In addition to the first mission abroad, Fukuzawa Yukichi also spent over 150 days touring Europe in the quest for knowledge. His Account of My Voyage to the West and Notes on My Voyage to the West are journals detailing his visits. He looked deeper into the knowledge of the West. Fir example, while other Japanese people might bee astounded to see a steam powered locomotive, he wanted to know about the railroad companies that operated them. Four years later he was sent again overseas as an envoy to negotiate on behalf of the Japanese government. He, on the other hand, wished to obtain English textbooks and return with them to Japan. He also was the founder of the newspaper Jiji Shimpo, “The Times”, in 1883. After returning to Japan, Fukuzawa established Keio Gijuki, which is now the prestigious Keio University....

I was so wrapped up in my paper that I did not realize that someone was behind me until a pair of arms encircled me and someone was pressing their body into my back.

“Baby,” she said light voice right by my ear. She removed one of her arms only to have it travel under my shirt and up my spine causing me to shudder. “Come to bed. I want to have a little fun.”

I sighed sadly and removed her hands. “As much as I want to do that and believe me, I want to do that, I can’t. This papers due tomorrow morning and I’m not done with it.”

When I looked up at her for the first time that night I saw anger behind the glasses she usually wore and her body language expressed that she was pissed off. “But I’m the birthday girl,” she exclaimed yanking her hands away from mine. “And I’m supposed to get what I want!”

I shook my head and turned back to the computer screen and continued typing. “Not tonight baby. I need to finish this but I’ll make it up to you.” I heard her make a sound of disappointment. I though she had given up and gone back to sleep. Needless to say I was surprised when she decided to sit on my lap, totally blocking my view of the computer screen.

“No, today is my day so things are going my way.” I was in a conundrum: If I didn’t concede to her wishes I would have one pissed of girlfriend. If I did follow her to the bed there was no way I could finish the paper in time.

I knew there was only one thing that could save me: My ability to multitask. Now most people say that the only things that have that ability are computers but people can do it too. It just takes a lot of practice. And I just so happen to have a lot of practice.

I put my hands in mock defeat. “Fine you win birthday-“ Wow she must of really wanted it. Our mouths mash and our tongues collide in a dance of passion. While her arms hug me one of my arms snakes around her waist while the other one tugs at my computer screen bringing it to the side. She broke of the kiss allowing me to catch my breath before resuming the passionate kiss. My fingers are already typing away on the keyboard describing the Communist movement in great detail. Everything was go well until I felt her hand go beneath the waistband of my pants.

I stopped what I was doing and then slapped her hand away and saw the confused look on her face. “Sorry love but I don’t think Princesses should be doing the work on their birthdays.” Before she could respond my two of my fingers were already inside of her, moving at a semi fast pace. She gasped loudly and threw all her weight onto me. My other hand worked furiously to finish the paper, stating events in time that I probably would forget in two years.

Two minutes later just I was about to the first part of my paper I felt her nails dig into my back. That meant that she was almost ready. I inserted another finger into her while my thumb worked her pearl. Luckily for me I heard her let out a groan and felt her walls close onto my fingers. She became limp and took several breaths to steady her pounding heart. She rested her head against my shoulder and didn’t move. I had no problem with that because ten minutes later I was done with my paper.

“Baby?” I nudged her shoulder but got no response. It’s official. My girlfriend is orgasmically narcoleptic. I gently pick her up and place her on my bed since it’s too much of a hassle to try to get her onto her bed. After doing that I went back to my computer to save my paper onto my flash drive before shutting it down. Sitting on the edge of my bed I let out a big yawn and looked at the microwave clock that glowed 12:26. So if I went to sleep now and woke up in five hours I could study for my quiz. Of course that’s what I planned and as we all know plans are always being messed with.

“Honey...” In an instant I felt hands and fingers in places, rubbing and caressing and pinching, where they should not be if I am to go to sleep. I felt my face heat up as I tried to turn to her.

“But I need my sleep...” I whined. I could feel her breath on my neck when she giggled in response and dragged me down to the cool sheet. “Sleep is overrated,” was what I hard as she discarded my shirt.

Oh yeah, I am so not getting any sleep to night and I am so failing my quiz tomorrow.

But is it worth it?

Fuck yeah!

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Author's Note:

I'm BACK Ladies and gents. The big reason why I haven't written anything in over a month is due to night classes. FUcking night classes where I don't come home till twelve in the morning.

But no more!

Starting next week I only work 4 hours in the morning anf then have the rest of the day free. So WOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Big thanks to those who've wondered where the fuck I went.

Starting Thursday you'll see updates and such cause I basically have most it done.

Now I have to get ready for work.

Ciao peoples!,

Psybee