Author's Note: The first couple of "Perspectives" stories deal with the freshman year of Reed Johnson. This is the first in a group of stories about college students at Haverlawn University - a FICTIONAL school. I apologize to those who think theses stories are too long - I cannot just "get right to the sex" without telling a story. The tales would appear incomplete, inadequate, and not worth your time reading. Send comments/feedback/tips on how to change the story, with story ideas, or just your general feelings on my writing. Enjoy!
The next month and a half for Reed Johnson fell under the classification of "interesting." Academic-wise, Reed was finally grabbing a handle on 18 credits (12 of those University Requirements) - with a little "help" from his roomie Alex (though "cheating" was not always considered "help"). By the Thanksgiving Break, he figured his grades were Bs; Midterms were the week after the Thanksgiving holiday. Reed was happy to head home for Thanksgiving; real food, seeing his family, and to rest from his many "excursions."
Ever since his decision in early September, Reed became Tamara Cooke's "good friend"; they hung out almost as much as Kevin and her did. Most of their outings ended in wild, almost animalistic, sex satisfying them both for days (sometimes denying Kevin to his dismay). Reed enjoyed his new "friend with benefits"; an untold result of the friendship was all the females that Reed became known to - UPPERCLASSMEN females. Not by his doing, his "talents" became known in certain circles... His cock, not the biggest (some basketball player had a rumored 13 inch monster), was touted as "very lively" and "energetic." His tongue, again not the longest, thickest, or most flexible (he couldn't twist a cherry stem to save his life) was praised for its vigor and hungry intensity it carried when it ate out a girl (same intensity he gave when he fucked). Suffice it to say, by mid-November Alex had a little reputation on campus as a "ladies man." He ended up with a couple more "good friends" during this time. Being a Newbie, most of the campus didn't believe it - but the few who knew the truth were all the more happy to keep Reed's tongue (and cock) to themselves.
He headed home the Tuesday of Thanksgiving... he ate enough for three people during the break. Midterms the following week were outrageously difficult; he did not spend time with Tamara (do not worry - Kevin did) as he studied late every night to make sure his B standing stayed. Alex helped a lot: studying tips ("When all else fails, cheat"), getting some "stuff" (a close remake of the "punch" from the first party), and not making too big a racket at three in the morning with other dormsters goofing off. By the last Midterm, Reed was exhausted yet relieved.
Friday brought the last Midterm on campus and the unofficial Midterm Break. Midterm break at Haverlawn University followed the Thanksgiving Break. Many schools do not follow this practice; they either made the holiday a midterm break or did not give the students time off for midterms. Haverlawn however did not operate like most schools; a week separated Thanksgiving from Midterm break, followed by two weeks of classes, finals the days before Christmas, and the long winter break. So, many students would go home Thanksgiving and the following midterm break.
Reed was one of a few hundred that did not go back home for the Midterm break. All of the professors left that Friday - many not to return until the following Monday (with the midterm grades and report cards). Reed and Alex spent the early days of the break watching television on their "new" dish (a "gift" from Alex's cousin), took a little road trip to Arcadia University in Virginia, and a little dorm party presented by the football team (who all stayed because of the big games the next two Saturdays against Lafay College and Odeon University- road games). By the Thursday of the break, Reed and Alex (particularly Alex) were somewhat restless. They wanted more to do; the trip to Arcadia and the huge parties they went to (the campus was not on vacation) spoiled them immensely.
That is when Chris Collings - who lived in room 221 in their building - came up with the idea for "Manhunt." Telling them both later that day, Alex nearly hugged the sophomore. "Shit, that's a banging idea!"
Reed was less enthused, but intrigued at the premise of the game. A "adult" version of hide and seek, Reed was surprised at 11 pm that night when he saw close to 20 people waiting for Chris, Alex, and himself to play the game. Gathering around the front of a faculty building, the group faced Chris and Alex. Before speaking, Reed did pass on a "hello" to Kevin and Tamara - and the teenage girl with them. He was about to ask her name when Chris began talking.
"Hey there! Glad ya all decided to get out of your room to play. The others are just lil bitches for not joining us," he chuckled, followed by half the group at that remark, "but we gonna have a blast!! Riiight?!"
"YEAH!!" came the group's reply, followed by claps and hoots of cheer. Watching the display, Reed knew this game was going to be fun...
"For those of you who don't know how to play, here's a quick summary of da rules." Chris continued. "We gonna have two pairs of Killers - a guy and girl since we have equal of each - while the rest of us go run and hide. Object of Manhunt: Killers are to catch all the Runners - that's us - within 30 minutes or the game is over. Any questions?"
Looking around and not seeing any, Chris was about to continue when Alex spoke up, "Hey, why not make it more interesting?"
"How Mr. Smarty Pants?" Humored Kevin.
"We keep the rules - but add a lil 'spice' to the mix. Say, whoever gets caught has to do whatever their captors tell them - no matter how humiliating."
Murmurs spread through the group for a few minutes. Turning to Chris and Alex, Reed asked, "Anything? No matter what?"
Nod reply.
"SOOOO... who's still gonna play?"
Hesitation, then everyone piped in with agreements. Tamara, though looked to the teen next to her and gave her a stern look. "I don't think you should-"
"Come on," the teen replied in a whiny voice, "I didn't come down here to sit around the room - or be hoarded away while you and Kevin fuck ya brains out!"
Faces flushed, Tamara and Kevin stared at the teen. Those around who overheard chuckled, embarrassing them more. "Fine," she hissed out, "if you want to play, go ahead."
"Don't worry, I wont get caught." Giggling, the teen gave Alex and Chris a thumb's up. With that, Chris continued, "The settings are here Dunbard Hall, and that building over there Miller Hall." He pointed to a building about two hundred yards from Dunbard Hall. "The 'safe house' is ugly ass Victory Square Hall - by the Water Tower. Got it?"
