One Sole Direction

1- What

"Alice did you sometimes learn something from your past experiences, or what?"

"What."

from 'Alice in Wonderland'

Lewis Carroll

I felt his palm pushing on the back of my open hand against the wall.

Jesus Christ, he had already put his hands everywhere and I had not even asked yet

'What's your name?'

Here it is.

'I'm not telling you.

Who the hell knows you.'

'I am going to fuck you, at least tell me who you are'

Fair enough .

I had to stop going around and having fun with the worst scum of Cambridge. Sooner or later, with my arrogance I would offend the wrong person.

But I was in the third year and then it was like a personal tradition. Inaugurated the academic year with this anonymous sex.

This one I had recovered in one of the remotest pub, the farther from campus, the less bullshit risked to do.

I had spent half an hour before I had the courage to meet his eyes.

But he stared at me with no control e no shame.

He looked at me as if he never had seen a man before me, and actually saw the environment that he frequented, I had not struggled to believe it.

Interesting boy, tall, dark hair and messy just enough to make me want to abuse of his companionship , before lock me in the corridors of the spotless ,most prestigious college of England - well you should agree, one of the two most prestigious colleges of England ( 1).

And in any case, when one would ever view a skin like mine?

When I entered the bathroom I called the usual seven minutes.

If he had not come in that time frame I would come out and say goodbye.

It had been four.

More than last time,

less than the first.

I was losing it?

I walked over to the door to look out and check it, when it suddenly opened.