Hall of Infinite Doors
You approach BJ and slowly unzip the back of her dress, which falls off her shoulders into a heap on the floor. She turns and you embrace and kiss passionately, culminating in one of the more wild nights you have ever had.
For the next week and a half you see each other daily. At first, it is flattering. She is strongly attracted to your body, and you enjoy the release. But before the first week is through, you weary that you do nothing but make hot, passionate love. No coversation. No gifts. No flowers. No nothing. Then, shortly into the second week, she introduces you to her roommate as her "boyfriend." You do not correct her, as it is not the moment, but the word makes you uncomfortable. But then she asks you if you would come to the Sigma Chi formal that upcoming Saturday night. She gives you an invitation and a special ticket to get in the door.
Two days later you have your first real argument. It is Wednesday, before the big dance. BJ calls up, and tells you that she is coming over. The problem is that you have a major midterm the next day, and need a full night of cramming to pass. She shows up at your door, and you're not exactly feeling it. Her dress is also pretty normal. You feel like she wants to get into the drive-through line at Burger King.
That's when the arguing begins. You tell her you need to study. She wants to get laid. It's pretty heated, and you can tell that you might lose her if you don't concede.
For the next week and a half you see each other daily. At first, it is flattering. She is strongly attracted to your body, and you enjoy the release. But before the first week is through, you weary that you do nothing but make hot, passionate love. No coversation. No gifts. No flowers. No nothing. Then, shortly into the second week, she introduces you to her roommate as her "boyfriend." You do not correct her, as it is not the moment, but the word makes you uncomfortable. But then she asks you if you would come to the Sigma Chi formal that upcoming Saturday night. She gives you an invitation and a special ticket to get in the door.
Two days later you have your first real argument. It is Wednesday, before the big dance. BJ calls up, and tells you that she is coming over. The problem is that you have a major midterm the next day, and need a full night of cramming to pass. She shows up at your door, and you're not exactly feeling it. Her dress is also pretty normal. You feel like she wants to get into the drive-through line at Burger King.
That's when the arguing begins. You tell her you need to study. She wants to get laid. It's pretty heated, and you can tell that you might lose her if you don't concede.