Dan was looking for a room to rent and, while it was a bit unusual for a man in his mid- thirties to sublet from college students, he knew it would help him stretch the little money he was earning. The house was centrally located on campus, which added to the appeal. It was also coed, which was fine with Dan but might prove to be a concern for the younger women living there.
As he approached the front door he noticed that there were beer bottles littering the porch and a clash of the latest pop tunes and death metal blasting from different rooms. He was thinking that perhaps this wasn't a good idea after all when a young coed came bounding through the living room wearing skimpy shorts and a cut-off tank top that exposed her flat stomach and tan midriff. She turned toward the door as she saw him waiting there gawking.
"Hello?"
"Hi, my name is Dan. I came by to look at the room for rent."
"That's funny. My name is Dani. Come in."
Dan went in as Dani, a petite blonde with piercing blue eyes, came forward and extended her hand.
"Hi, Dani, nice to meet you." Dan was very fit for a man his age, or any age for that matter, despite using a wheelchair to get around. Dani was not put off in the least by the chair or his age and thought Dan might be a nice change from the immature boys in the house.
"I'll get the rest of the house down to meet you and then we'll show you around." Dani pranced off toward the stairs, smiling a wide grin as she went.
As she got to the top step she saw Leora coming out of her room. "Come here! You gotta check this guy out." Dani pointed over the railing to Dan downstairs.
Leora was about half a head taller than Dani with jet-black hair that came almost to her waist. Her brilliant green eyes looked over the man.
She peeked at Dan and said, "Very fine."
"He came about the room," Dani said. "Where are Bethany and the guys?"
Bethany, who heard her name, stuck her head out of her room, "You called?"
"Hey Beth, we've got a guy downstairs who came to look at the room. He's a hottie," Dani said.
Dani went to look for Mark, Joe and Thomas while Bethany peeked over the railing and winked at Leora.
"She's not kidding," Bethany said.
Bethany was about the same height as Dani and had red hair cut in a bob and was clearly cultivating the goth look with her black nail polish, black lipstick, milky white skin and fishnet stockings and corset that did little to cover her large breasts.
Dani came back with the guys and they all traipsed downstairs to meet Dan.
Everybody said their hellos and asked Dan some questions about where he was from and what kind of work he did. Most importantly, they asked why he wanted to live in a house with a bunch of students.
"I used to work in construction and recently got divorced. I need to save some money and I went to school here so I thought 'Why not?' I could use a little college nostalgia while I get myself back on my feet, so to speak," Dan said.
They all chuckled and Mark spoke up, "Are you sure you want to be in the house? We can get a little loud sometimes and we're always up pretty late."
"No problem," said Dan. "I'm not that old!"
Everybody laughed. The girls smiled and overtly checked him out.
"Ok, give us a few minutes to talk and we'll come back and let you know," Mark, said. Dan could tell that Mark fancied himself the house manager.
Dan surveyed the living room as the student discussed. Typical mismatched hand-me-down furniture, a coffee table littered with more beer bottles, a bong, and a half-full bottle of Jack Daniels. Dan chuckled to himself, thinking things hadn't changed much since his time here.
It didn't take long before the group marched back down the stairs and said that if he liked the room he could have it, but they would need to go over the house rules. Dan agreed and Dani volunteered to walk him around and show him the kitchen and the room that they were subletting.
When they got back to the living room, Mark was there to go over the rules and hand Dan the lease to sign. "So, as you can see, we are not neat freaks, but everyone has to do their part to pitch in and keep this place from looking any worse than it already is. We all have separate places in the kitchen for food and dishes so we'll show you that when you get settled in. Also, the girls all have boyfriends. You can look but don't touch, if you know what I mean."
"Sure," Dan said. Mark didn't have to spell the boundaries out for him. The girls were all over eighteen and could speak for themselves. Dan wasn't here for that anyways.
"It could be kind of tough sometimes because we don't have A/C and they tend to not wear much when they walk around." Mark grinned.
"I'll manage." Dan matched Mark's grin.
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