Waiting in Line for the New iPad

Dylan had never had particular ambitions in the field of sports, but he did find himself envious of the easy way in which the guys just walked on over here and started up a conversation with these girls.

He’d been sitting here for hours, and hadn’t even introduced himself. Well, their backs were facing him. They hadn’t exactly invited it. Probably would have thought it pretty weird.

The guys weren’t going to stick around too long, however, after they discovered that nothing they could say would persuade the girls to bring their queueing ambitions to a halt and come hang out. They certainly weren’t going to join the girls and risk being mistaken for geeks – as if that could ever happen.

What made Dylan actively stop reading was the conversation after the guys withdrew.

The girls started gossiping about one of the guys having dated a girl they knew from Spanish class, and how he supposedly had the biggest cock, like, ever. Dylan was mildly shocked at how dirty the conversation went all of a sudden. He was a little surprised at how easily the girls discussed such things, that they were so apparently involved with sex, that it was so easy to talk about for them. Well, they were college girls now, pretty much.

A few of them seemed to be envious of the girl from Spanish class, but then the brunette in the turquoise top caught Dylan’s attention when she dismissed all of the guys out of hand.

“You’re insane!” her friends were of the same opinion about her.

“Are you kidding? They’re so much hard work!” she laughed. “Give me a vibrator and a pack of double-A batteries any day.”

The whole group had a good squealing laugh about that.

“Guys are so useless,” the brunette said. Dylan had already figured out from earlier conversation that she was called Noelle. There was something about her that made his heart tighten a little when he laid eyes on her, his breath catch, his pulse quicken a little.

“But they’re so nice-looking,” countered one of her friends – a blonde named Chrissy.

“Sure, but they just lie there and look nice and expect you to get all hot and sweaty until they’re ready to fuck – and then they’re in and out so quick. Where’s the reward?”

The other of her blonde friends, Sasha, added: “Yeah, and when they’re done, they really aren’t interested in anything. Except maybe sleep or a cigarette.”

“You just need to learn to get yourself going while you’re getting all hot and sweaty with them,” the Asian girl, Ellie, said.

“I guess so,” Noelle flashed her eyes. “But that kind of gets me back to the point that you’re better off with a Pocket Rocket.”

Dylan found himself gasping, blushing furiously, actually shocked at what these girls were talking about – especially Noelle. He couldn’t help but find himself heating up inside at their startling frankness, particularly when the pretty brunette in the turquoise top was talking about her own desires and experiences.

It did make him feel like a bit of a loser that he’d never really done anything with a girl before. Strange – he’d never been bothered by that before, figuring he was young, there was plenty of time at college to go looking for that kind of thing.

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