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I have always been modest. always. In fact when I was about to graduate from college, my roommate made the comment, “I can’t believe I’ve known you for four years, living in a tiny box most of the time, and I’ve never seen you naked — not that I was really looking, but nothing even close to being naked. Weird.”
Not weird for me. Maybe I have body issues or some other undiagnosed psychiatric problem, but I’m not a fan of skin.
Now that I’m back in the dorms chaperoning a soccer tournament, the nudity/dorm issues came rushing back to my thoughts. Girls and guys changing in the shower locker room, everybody sprawled out in their underwear, often exposing a bit too much – which actually doesn’t bother me too much, but I had no desire to flaunt my own goods.
This time I’m thinking it will be different. We’re on a floor with two girl teams (U17 and U11) and just a handful of chaperones. Most of them are women besides our coach, another dad and a chaperone from the other team that looks a little on the crazy side. He’s over six feet tall and has untamed, long curly hair and balding on top a bit. He’s a cross between Gallagher and Bozo the Clown .
My roommate went to bed at lights out (10:00), and all I kept thinking was I just needed to wait about an hour before I take a shower in the three stall bathroom that was about a mile down winding hallways. That way, I could get in and out and everyone would still be sleeping. I made some posters for the girl’s doors and by the time I was done, I couldn’t hear a peep outside. It was safe.
After going over the mountains and through the woods, I reached the shower stalls. I picked the one in the middle. Hmmmm, it’s kind of tiny and there are no hooks. I threw my towel over the side panel and wondered what to do with my pajamas and clothes (since of course I waited until I got to the shower to take anything off.) There was a tiny corner bench, so I put my pj’s down first even though it was slightly damp and my clothes I was wearing on top thinking that would protect the pajamas from getting wet.
I warmed up the water, but had to tilt it toward me so I could actually get wet. Suddenly my worst fear came upon me. Teenage girls entered and I was there, naked. They of course stopped in front of my curtain to chat. I must have stayed in that shower for 15 minutes waiting for them to leave. When they finally left, I turned off the water and grabbed my clothes. I must have been distracted by the voices, because everything was drenched. And I mean DRENCHED. shit shit shit shit.
It had to be about 11:30. Everyone’s asleep since they have big games tomorrow, right? I wrap myself in my damp tiny towel and hold it with one hand and then grab the wet pile of items with the other. That coupled with sloshing in flip flops, all I could think was, okay, I need to just make a mad dash for my room and I’ll be fine. No one is up.
I slosh up to the door and as I’m grabbing it, I go to turn the lights out at the same time (they have a sign that says ‘hit the lights’.) At the exact moment I was opening, shutting and sloshing, I fling the door open and a huge dark shadow was in front of me. ohmygodohmygodohmygod – I then see Galager/Bozo is lumbering right outside the door.
I screamed at the top of my lungs and in my flustered state, I missed the lights, dropped the wet clothes and then what happened next seemed to have gone in slow motion. Ever so slowly, I lost my grip on the tiny towel covering me and for a split second, wouldn’t you know it. It dropped.
I’m pretty sure I grabbed it in time before he got to take a good mental picture, because at first he let out a high pitched girl scream too, but then realized his mistake and shot his eyes and face to the ceiling and said, “SORRY – just looking for the Mens room!”
I never looked back at him or at all the opening doors that were wondering what the commotion was all about. I took off like a cheetah to my room.
I always have a difficult time sleeping when I’m not in my own bed – this will surely push me over the edge. I need to see this guy multiple times a day throughout the week. My only hope is that 1) he was totally embarrassed and would never talk to anyone about the incident, 2) perhaps he didn’t see anything, or 3) it was dark, my hair was sopping wet and no makeup, so I’m thinking he has no idea who I am.
How did I get through four years as a kid, but can’t get through one day as an adult? If Bozo looks at me with horor this morning at breakfast, then I guess I’ll know it wasn’t any of my options and he knows exactly who I am. Have I told you how much I love chaperoning my daughters soccer team and living in the dorms? This is so awesome.
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"Then I realized he had peed on me..."
Sex in college is unlike any other sex you'll ever have, which is probably for the best. Between doing it in bunk beds and being sexiled by your roommate, things get very, um, interesting . Cosmopolitan.com asked 15 twentysomethings about their craziest college hookup stories, and the results are amazing (no. 7 👀).
1. "I had been hooking up with one of my guy friends for a while, and one night, we both met up at the bar and were really drunk, so we went back to my dorm. We fooled around and then fell asleep but I was shortly woken up after by feeling a warm liquid on me and thought he had jacked off. Then I realized he had peed on me and I was shocked and grossed out. I elbowed him and he woke up. I guess he realized what happened and told me he was going to leave. The next day he left his wallet in my room so I had to awkwardly give it back to him. Safe to say we never hooked up again." — Paula , 21
2. "My girlfriend and I snuck away during a friend's birthday dinner and we had sex in the bathroom. We both came out completely disheveled and everyone knew what had happened. " — Michael , 20
3. "I liked this guy who had a girlfriend, and the first night I went out at school in the fall, we ended up hooking up in a public restroom in a dorm building because we were both commuters. He was fucking me from behind, and the hand dryers came on . It was hysterical!" — Sarah , 24
4. "I met a guy on Tinder and met up with him at a frat party that same night. This was my first frat party ever, mind you. We went home together, had sex, and went on to date for almost a year." — Georgia , 20
5. "Once I met this guy at a bar and we started making out. A little later in the night, I met his twin and could not tell them apart at all. I forgot which one I had kissed and ended up accidentally going home with the other one!" — Lilly , 23
6. "Met a guy on the bus back from the bar where I had left my friends (who also had my phone). Once we were back on campus, the guy invited me back to his friend's house for a party. We hooked up and I fell asleep. I did not have my phone, so when I woke up the next morning, I used the guy's phone to contact my friends. Once I reached them, they freaked out and told me they had filed a missing person's report because they had my phone and couldn't get in contact with me. So they picked me up and brought me to the police station to confirm that I was in fact found. Fun times." — Jamie , 21
7. "One Monday in college, my friend and I were more bored than usual and decided to head to one of the bars on campus. The bar was pretty empty, as expected, so we grabbed a seat at the bar to take some shots. A few shots later, we were approached by two older-looking guys who offered to buy us drinks. We were bored and broke, so why not? A few drinks later, the two guys ended up coming back to play some beer pong. It wasn't until after a couple of games and one too many drinks that one of them starts pumping up the music and stripping for all of our roommates. Turns out one of them used to be a stripper and now they are both state troopers! Overlooking the stripper thing, I guess the state trooper thing was a turn-on in the moment because we ended up going upstairs and having the best sex of my life. Woke up with a clump of hair on the floor and my legs still shaking." — Mairead , 22
8. "My boyfriend and I decided to have sex on the countertop in the dorm bathrooms. As we were getting into it, I slipped backward and fell into the sink. I ended up with a huge bruise on my back from the faucet." — Michelle , 20
9. "Having s ex with someone on a frat couch ... during a frat party." — Elli , 21
10. "We broke into the architecture building at my school. I picked her up and laid her onto a table and smashed some kid's project in the process. I'm guessing the project was a lot of work because it was 2 in the morning and a kid was working on his on the other side of the room." — Ryan , 20
11. "Went to the mall and had sex in Macy's ." — Brooke , 20
12. "I hooked up with a guy sophomore year, and after we were done, he goes, 'I think you need someone with a little less experience. By the way, can I borrow your Rent DVD?' I was so taken aback, I was just like, 'Um, I guess??' I never saw him or my DVD again. " — Sam , 21
13. "I go to a big Division I college and we live for football. Because of my major, I have classes with a lot of the athletes and became friends with many football players. One night in a snowstorm, I went over to one of their apartments and had sex with him for longer than any other time in my life. When we woke up, there was so much snow I couldn't walk home, and his roommate, the quarterback, had to drive me home. Now he is in the NFL. " — Kate , 22
14. "One time after summer vacation, I came back to school, and right after getting back together with my boyfriend, we hooked up in the boys' shower. It was all fun and games until half the guys on our floor saw us walk out of the bathroom together. " — Carly , 19
15. "My first weekend freshmen year, I met this boy at a party, and he was so confident and smooth-talking, and what did I know as an eager freshmen? Well, we went home together and after we're done having sex, he looks at me and goes, 'Oh, by the way, that was my first time. '" — Emily , 25
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>> The purpose of the towel is >>to dry yourself off. If I see someone wrap the towel around themselves >>to hide private parts, you will be thrown out of the class > >Somehow, I doubt that the instructor woujld have said "private parts" while >setting out to convince that genitals aren't private.
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>> How do the French naturists on holiday treat Americans >>who can just stumble along in French? > >About the same as American naturists treat foreigners who >just stumble along in >English. People will be friendly, but most will be >disinclined to spend a lot of time struggling with language >problems. If you want to socialize, it's better to find >someone who wants to work on their English, and then >stick to English.
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Rincon wrote: > > Jenny6833A wrote> > >> How do the French naturists on holiday treat Americans >>who can just > stumble along in French?
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Cama wrote: >I went to the University of Maryland from 1968-1972 on
>They taught swimming techniques and diving.
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On Tue, 25 May 1999 08:25:18 -0400, Cama < ka...@epix.net > wrote:
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>Hey people, > >The story is really true. It is not fantasy. You can easily check the >info. The "set up" I described with the locker room still exists >today. Please, before you imply that someone is lying, check it out. >Oh yes, he may not have said "private parts", but he made it perfectly >clear and we all knew exactly what he meant. I could never have made >up so elaborate a story. That's why I gave names, places, and used my >real name. If you want to talk to me about it, call me or e-mail me. >I am the only "Cama" physician in the nation. Very easy to find. Joe >Cama (the original poster).
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