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him were blond. Marcus would have certainly been in his element. It didn’t take long before one of them strutted over to my side and started chatting to me as well. I guess they figured if they got in good with the friend, it would help his decision along. I wasn’t complaining about their methods. It was actually a pretty smart move in trying to hook a big fish like Marcus. They definitely were using the right bait.
    With the sorority girl on my side, I could foresee my first night in the United States turning out to be a memorable one. I saw the pleased look on Marcus’ face when he saw the rather busty blond practically attached to my hip, giving me her undivided attention. Not that I had had trouble getting girls’ attention in the past. The offers came pretty easy to me. Always have. I kept my body in good shape, and knew girls liked what they saw. What can I say? I’m not conceited. But my quiet and brooding nature was apparently charming and mysterious to the opposite sex, and they lined up to find out more. Though I never cheated on my girlfriend Nancine in France. I didn’t need to look elsewhere when I already had the best in my eyes. And for me, loyalty was something that was imbedded into my genes.
    “Are you new here too?” The girl giggled into my ear rubbing her hand over my chest. Great, I had one who was touchy feely too. Look, there’s nothing wrong with assertive girls, but personally, I prefer the chase. I wanted to be the hunter, not the hunted. So right away, I was already losing interest. I think she told me her name was Chastity but I wasn’t too sure over the loud boom of the music. I found myself nodding my head up and down to all her questions just to get her to stop her incessant chatter. I don’t know why I had switched off the way I did. I should have been a lot more excited about the idea of no-strings attached sex in a new country with a hot girl. But I wasn’t. After about an hour of continuous compliments and stroking my ego, she offered me the inevitable. She was kissing my necking and sucking on my earlobe when she invited me upstairs. Perhaps it was the way at which she offered herself up so easily which turned me off, but I found myself making up an excuse to leave the party. Chastity gave me the death stare as I excused myself from her manicured fingers locked on my waist. I guess she wasn’t used to rejection.
    Marcus seemed to understand when I explained to him my important meeting the next morning on campus, and he looked even more pleased when I offered to take his car home. He had every intention of taking up the offers in front of him and said he’d get a lift home the next day.
    I shoved Marcus’ keys into my jean pocket as I headed out the door and crossed the yard to where the pathway was leading back behind the buildings where the car was parked.
    It was nice to be alone again. The trees lining the path filled me with a serene feeling in the dead of night. The slight wind in the air catching the branches and making the trees sway and move like they were alive. It was these kinds of visuals that moved me and created the sculpture designs in my head. That, as well as all the architecture I had seen in the many places around the world. It was why I liked to incorporate pieces of metal into my woodwork. I was getting excited at seeing the campus in the morning. I had seen some pictures of the buildings online which dated back to the early 1900s and knew that visually, the buildings here were some of the oldest and most interesting in design for a campus. I was keen to be motivated by this place for my final year sculpture piece.
    It was then an unusual sound stopped me dead in my tracks. At first I thought my mind was playing games with me. I can’t tell you how many times my conscious, which flashed at rapid speeds, made me think I was having conversations that weren’t even happening, or made unreal thoughts and ideas play out in my head like I could actually see