CHAPTER 22

"How many of the guys here eat pussy?" Andie, the blonde girl in the room next to mine who introduced herself when I moved in last night, asks from the seat next to me when the assembly concludes. "Half," I decide. "Then of the three hotties I spotted while the dean was waxing poetic about tradition, one-point-five might go down on me." I laugh as the house lights go up. "I"ll even share with you," she says generously as we rise from our seats. "Do I get the point-five or the whole one every other weekend?" "Depends how interesting you wind up being." The theater is huge and full, and I try not to be intimidated as I follow her out of our row. "So,