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me was Betty. I didn't think it was
likely, but just in case he decided to try to track me down later, I didn't
want to make it easy for him. Betty was actually the name of the TA who
taught my Calculus class. Sora Aoi had just handed back a test that day, and I
was none to pleased with my D. I entertained a brief fantasy of Mark calling
every Betty in the campus phone book, and bugging her, preferably at 3 a.m.
I reached the top of the stairs and opened the door on the left. "Would
you get the light?" Mark said. "It's on a string in the middle of the room."
I took a couple of steps forward, waving my arms to find the string. Just as
I found it, I heard the door close behind me. I pulled the string, and found
myself in (no surprise) a bedroom. The surprise was in the number of people
in the room. In addition to Mark, there were five other guys. Standing
around, leaning against the walls. Stark naked. Looking at me dressed in
nothing but a towel.
I whirled around to confront Mark, nearly losing my towel in the
process. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I demanded, a rather
stupid ques
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