Chapter 4: Kristen’s “Game”

We grabbed out backpacks and walked down to the T-Station. It was a bit of a hike but I didn’t to leave my car overnight in the city lot. We could probably have asked my dad to drive us but it was a nice day for a walk and I hadn’t seen the old neighborhood in a while anyway. After an uneventful train trip to downtown Pittsburgh, it was an quick and easy bus trip to the main campus.

Walking around, the first thing that struck me was how everything was so different from my school. Here we were, all the fun things of a big city around us, traffic galore and people everywhere. In contrast, my school is on the outskirts of a relatively small city in the middle of nowhere, without even so much as a bus to get you around. Now that I was back in my home town, I realized just how much loved being in the city and all it had to offer. Thankfully it was just a few more months before I would be graduating and leaving Hooterville.

As we approached her dorm, without seeing the sign out front you would have thought it was just another big office building crowded in among the others. In contrast, mine was out in the open with grass and open areas surrounding around it. We entered through the front door where Kristen had to show her ID card to get through security and then sign me in as a guest at the front desk. I guess with all the issues today on large campuses that a little tighter security was required. My dorm had a guard but I think he was there more to keep the boys out than the crooks.

We went through the lobby and then took an elevator to the third floor where her room was. It may not have seemed like much to her, but I would have KILLED for an elevator at my school back when I was in a dorm. Fortunately, there had been only three stories but freshman were all on the top floor. In my head I could vividly remember traipsing up and down those damn stairwells so many times! Kristen nudged me and pointed to the ceiling. Looking up, I realized we were under surveillance and so I waved to the camera. Kristen pulled me towards her and planted a big kiss on my lips. Not to be outdone, I returned the favor and we held it until the chimes indicated we were at our floor. I could just imagine some poor security guy getting a hard-on watching us! We both were still laughing when we reached her floor and the doors automatically opened to let us out.

Kristen’s room was about half way down the hall from the elevators and I marveled at the crap some of the girls had posted on their doors. Some of it was all but obscene - well, maybe some of it WAS. There weren’t any nudes or anything like that, but some if it got pretty suggestive. When we got to her room, she pulled a key out from her bag and opened the door. A big “Kristen and Sara’s Doll House” sign was taped front and center on the door and I half expected to see a signup sheet under it.

Inside the room as about what I expected - a dump. Kristen was never one for housecleaning and evidently neither was Sara, her roomie. Clothes and underwear (the bras must have been Sara’s as I don’t Kristen even owns one) were strewn about everywhere and the walls were plastered with posters and pictures.

One photo in particular caught my eye - it was a picture of her in her bikini at the beach. Ordinarily it wouldn’t have been anything to draw my attention (although Kristen DID look terribly sexy in the outfit). In this case, however, the photo included a guy’s cock at the bottom and his cum was plastered all over her! My jaw dropped as I realized that my nasty little cousin had one of her tributes hanging up on display for everyone to see! It was like a kid bringing home her homework with a star on it and posting it proudly on the refrigerator door.

Seeing me staring at it, Kristen grinned and said, “Oh yeah, I get a LOT of comments on that one!”

Just then a guy stuck his head in the door and called over to Kristen saying, “Hey girl, glad to see you’re back.”

Despite the fact I knew the dorm was coed, I still had to shake off years of conditioning as I instinctively started to cringe when I realized that a guy was at the door. Trust me, such a thing had NEVER happened during my dorm years, that was for sure!

“So who’s the new babe?” he continued, his eyes mentally undressing me without a hint of shame.

Kristen patiently explained how I was her long-lost cousin from a school far, far away and that I would be staying the night with her. Then she walked over to the door and whispered something to him in his ear just low enough I couldn’t quite make it out except for words like, “the game” and “she will” that I more lip-read than anything else. When she was finished, the guy gave Kristen a thumbs-up and left with a big grin on his face...

“So what was all THAT about?” I asked when she came back in the room.

“Oh, he just wanted to know if the game was on tonight,” she said, knowing she was teasing me by telling me just enough to be curious without actually spilling the beans about anything else. As much as I hated myself for falling for it, my curiosity WAS peaked so I took the bait and ran with it.

“Game?” I repeated innocently.

“Oh, it’s just something Sara and I do,” she teased, “Don’t worry, you’ll find out soon enough.”

From past experience at similar exchanges, I knew better than to try and pump her for more information. Once Kristen made her mind up about something there was no changing it so I figured I may was well wait until she was ready to share. We left the room and for the rest of the afternoon she gave me the grand tour of the campus. Although I had driven through it many times in the past, I never really looked at it from a student’s perspective. Kristen showed me where her classes were and the hospital where she hoped to take nursing classes someday. Most of the time we spent scoping out the various clubs and restaurants she liked to hang out at. Rather than subject me to more cafeteria food, we ate at an interesting joint where everything is served with French fries and sauerkraut piled on the meat between the bread. Sounds sort of weird but it tasted great!

We got back to the dorm again just in time as it was starting to get dark and the weather had chilled down enough to make my sweatshirt a bit inadequate. This time on the way to her place we stopped by a number of other rooms where she introduced me to some of her friends so by the time we actually got to her room it was well into the evening.

The two of us were standing in the hallway as she unlocked her room when another guy stopped by.

“So, everything still on for tonight?” he asked. From the anxious look on his face I had a feeling he wasn’t talking about a study group get-together. Now if I had been at school I really would be getting ready for bible study, but somehow I doubted he meant THAT either.

“Geeze, hold your horses, Tracy,” Kristen scolded him, “You know how it works so if you want in, you had better get going.”

Needless to say, by now I was practically bursting with curiosity but I was doing my best to appear nonchalant. Damn, what sort of game was Kristen going to be playing and even more important, what did it have to do with me?

Tracy just nodded and then he reached down to drop a folded slip of paper into a can by the door. I hadn’t noticed it before and when I looked closer I saw it was full of similar pieces of paper, each folded in half like there was going to be some sort of drawing. Kristen gathered it up after she opened the door and we went inside where she closed the door and locked it this time behind us.