The Reality Engine Ch. 10

Steve, Kloe, and Derrick were motivated to make a good showing, but Alania was the most driven out of all of them, because she had the most to gain: access to Steve's money. Unfortunately, she had miscalculated the situation, and she spent most of the dinner date trying to endear herself to Steve by making comparisons between him and Derrick which were unflattering to Derrick. Derrick realized this date with Alania wasn't helping him achieve his goal of making Kloe jealous, so, at the end of dinner, Derrick paid the check for himself and Alania and went home by himself. Alania pointed out that she had come here with Derrick, and that she didn't have a ride back to school, which Derrick indicated was her problem.

Alania was about to call an Uber to take her back to her dorm, when Steve invited her to come along with them to the movie they were going to see. Alania figured why the hell not, and she went along with Kloe, Steve, Henry, and Bridget to see It came from Planet 9. Afterwards, everyone returned to campus, and made for Henry and Steve's dorm for some well-deserved drinks, and a chance to unwind.

"What the fuck were you thinking dating Derrick anyway?" Kloe asked Alania, laughing.

"I was thinking it would drive you and Steve bat-shit crazy," Alania replied, now with two beers in her, and feeling much more relaxed. "How the fuck did you date that ass-hole for so many years anyway? Let's talk about what you were thinking."

"It was a small town," Kloe said. "There weren't any options, and he was much nicer before he found out what a hot stud he was, and that he could fuck any pussy he wanted to, and he was on a college campus with a dorm population over 80% female. It all went to his head."

The night had been an anxiety filled one for Alania, and the emotional stress, combined with the fresh infusion of alcohol, made her very honest and talkative.

"It is often the way," Alania replied. "So, tell me the truth, are you and Steve really in love, or is this show and tell?"

"I really like him," Kloe said. "It started off as show and tell, sure, but at some point along the way, I liked being around him."

Kloe was past a couple of beers as well, and Steve's heart warmed. Kloe admitted that she liked him, which was something he wanted to hear.

"Yeah, me too," Steve said. "This started as a plot by Scott to help both of us with you and Derrick, but, I'm really happy when I'm around Kloe, and I want to keep dating her."

"Yeah, after you two fucked by the lake on your first date, I was sort of convinced there was more to it than just a simple jealousy play," Alania said.

"Wait, they what?" Bridget asked.

"Way to go, brother!" Henry said, as he slapped Steve on the back. "Kloe is one fine piece of ass."

"Thank you, Henry," Kloe said, taking a long sip of beer.

"Wait, how did you know that Kloe and I fucked by the lake on our first date?" Steve asked Alania. Steve was the only one in the room who didn't drink, and as such, was the only one still sober enough to realize that Alania shouldn't know about his first date with Kloe.

"I followed you on that first date and saw everything," Alania admitted, too emotional and too drunk to care about the consequences.

"Oh, why did you do that?" Steve asked.

"I fucked you a week ago tonight, and I got rewarded for that with $1,500 in spending cash," Alania replied. "That kind of money is worth going a long way for."

"Oh," Steve said.

"You aren't a sexual Lothario, with matinee idol good looks," Alania said, teasing Steve. "Like Chad once pointed out, you have plenty of money and brains, and those are the two most useful things to a college girl."

"So, does the fact that you only want his money make you just another high class hooker?" Henry asked.

"All women are whores, and can be bought at the right price," Alania said, chugging another beer. "The entire game relies on men not being aware of that."

"So, I guess that begs the question, what do you two boys want to buy Alania for?" Bridget asked, laughing.

"How much do you cost for a night?" Steve asked.

"You serious?" Alania asked.

"Yeah," Steve replied. "There are some sexual favors I'd like to ask you to do for me."

"Hey, do you have a girlfriend or don't you have a girlfriend?" Kloe asked.

"Sorry, babe," Steve said, as he kissed Kloe. "I should have been more clear, I meant sexual favors, but not for me, for friends of mine."

"You want to hire me to suck Henry's cock?" Alania asked.

"Hey!" Bridget said.

"Oh, don't play games with me, bitch," Alania said. "Between the four of you, there is so much fucking sexual tension, you can cut it with a knife."

"Is not," Kloe declared. "I'm loyal to Steve."

"You want to fuck Bridget, and she wants to fuck you," Alania declared, as Bridget and Kloe exchanged a shocked glance. "Don't try to deny it. Neither one of you would leave your man for a bitch, but you're both ridiculously curious. Also, both of your boyfriends want to sleep with the other man's girl, you must notice how they cast snide glances at an angle when they think you aren't paying attention."

"So, the only platonic relationship is Steve and I?" Henry asked, smirking.

"I don't know, as I don't know anything about gay men, and I can't figure out if there have been any expressions of interest exchanged," Alania said. "I know how Margaret and I started fucking, and I remember the sultry looks we exchanged before we decided to hell with it, let's experiment, and I'd say that your girlfriends are about an 8 out of 10 on the Lezzing Out scale. I think all it would require is you two boys granting them permission, and agreeing to watch."

"So, let's say that's true, what would you recommend, Dr. Freud?" Steve asked.

"You ask me what I think, I think you should let it happen," Alania said. "It's healthiest for all of you, in the long run. All 4 of you get naked together, and there are no consequences. If Bridget and Kloe want to experiment, let it happen. They'll know the truth that way, one way or another, and who knows? It might lead to some wonderful things."

"I am not letting Kloe fuck my man," Bridget protested.

"You can lay down any ground rules you want," Alania said, draining another bottle of beer. "No vaginal intercourse, or you can kiss her, but don't finger her snatch, whatever you're comfortable with. I'm telling you, Bridget, Henry is curious about Kloe, and Steve is curious about you. I don't think they'd ever actually go through with it, no matter how tempted they were, but you might want to think about just letting it happen. You only think it's bad, but the reality often is, it's never as bad as you think it's going to be."

"Just how the fuck did you get to be such an expert on these matters?" Bridget demanded.

"Because my family is poor, white, and lives near the trailer parks," Alania said. "My parents aren't biologically related, thank heavens, but I have plenty of relatives whose family tree does not fork, if you get my meaning. There are serious taboos on some of the sexual relationships in my family, but it was never as bad as people thought it was going to be, and if you're deeply curious, often the best course of action is to go ahead and find out. You're more often glad you did, and that you can stop wondering, than you are to experience serious regret. So long as everything is respectful and boundaries are maintained, of course."

"Wow, that's a lot to take in," Steve said.

"My family was poor, and my dad is a drunk, and I had no good role models growing up," Alania said. "Yet, despite those facts, I made it into a good college. How do you think I managed that? I'm not stupid."

The other four young people exchanged a look. Alania had given them a lot to think about.

"So, anyway, what about this job you want me to do for you, Steve?" Alania asked.

"It's about my friend, Saul Peterson," Steve said.

"Yeah, I figured that was what was on your mind," Henry said. "Sweet Pea, as he's called around here, is one of the best. A true bro, in every sense of the word."

"Have either of you met him?" Bridget asked Kloe and Alania, and both girls replied that they had never met Sweet Pea.

"Who is he?" Kloe asked.

"He's a junior here at Frostbite Falls University," Bridget said. "He lives at the other end of this floor of Mojave Max Hall. He's lived in the same dorm room for three consecutive years now, because he's a political sciene major, and his room is super close to Wardheeler Hall, which is where the department of political science is headquartered on campus."

"I think I read something, somewhere, about how Wardheeler Hall was named after a former mayor of Frostbite Falls, or something," Kloe said.

"Yeah," Henry said. "Former Frostbite Falls Mayor Avaricious J. Wardheeler. He was the head of the wealthiest family in town, and served 4 terms as mayor. He donated a lot of money to both Universities, and the building that houses the political science department both here at Frostbite Falls University and over at Wassamatta U are named Wardheeler Hall."

"Sounds like a geek to me," Alania said. "Only the most dedicated of students would decide where to live based on how close they are to their studies, rather than how close they are to their friends and social life."

"You got that right," Bridget said. "He wants to be a lawyer, and he's lived in the dorms on this campus for more than 2 years, and he's still a virgin."

"That's impossible!" Alania declared. "For any guy, right?"

"Scott Cooper was living in the dorms on this campus for less than 48 hours before he lost his v-card," Kloe said. "Steve was living here for less than 4 weeks before he had sex with two different women. So, yeah, girls on campus are horny, and there are so many more women than men, it should be statistically impossible to be here for over two years and not get laid."

"There are so few guys relative to girls, that many girls have turned full-on lezzy to have some companionship," Alania said. "Is Sweet Pea fat? Or what is it? There has to be something wrong with him, and I mean seriously wrong. Is he missing an arm?"

"I don't see anything obviously wrong with him," Steve said. "He is super-shy though, and he's inexperienced, and he's awkward. I want to pay you to fix that, Alania."

"Sure, you want me to go over to his room and fuck him?" Alania asked.

"Yeah, but let's make it more interesting," Henry said. "Sweet Pea's room is all the way on the other side of the first floor of Mojave Max Hall. What if we had her get naked in this room, and then walk all the way over to Sweet Pea's room in her birthday suit?"

"I'm willing, but it will cost you extra," Alania said.

"Also, I want you to stay with him overnight," Steve said. "If you can figure out what his hang-up is, we can work on helping him."

"Again, it will cost you extra," Alania said. "Are you sure he's even into girls? He might be gay."

Henry and Steve exchanged a look, and laughed out loud.

"Oh, he's definitely not gay," Henry said. "Trust us, we know that for sure."

"I don't want to know how you know that," Alania said. "If I stay with him overnight, what time can I leave in the morning?"

"9 AM," Steve said. "How much do you want to do this for us?"

Alania pondered a moment, she didn't want to sell her services too cheaply, but she also didn't want to quote a price so high that Steve and Henry would never come back to her with repeat business.

"$1,000," Alania said. "I think that's fair."

"Okay," Steve said. "You still have that prepaid debit card I gave you, right? I'll add the $1,000 onto that."

"That's fine," Alania said. "When do we go?"

"As soon as possible," Steve said, as Henry nodded agreement. "Henry and I will go over to his room and see if he's up for this tonight, meanwhile, you stay here with Kloe and Bridget and undress yourself. Make sure the girls bring all your stuff. We'll text you if it's okay to come, and if it's not, we'll text you that as well so that you can redress yourself before we come back."

Alania nodded, as Henry and Steve left the room. Alania watched them walk down the hall, and she was relieved to find that Sweet Pea's room was not that far away. There were about 20 rooms on either side of Mojave Max Hall, including men's and women's bathrooms in the middle of the hall, making the total distance from one end to the other about 230 feet. Not easy, but Alania had walked naked in public over greater distances than this in her life to date. As soon as Henry and Steve stopped and knocked on Sweet Pea's door, Alania ducked back into the room, and closed the door, to begin to undress herself.

Sweet Pea opened the door, and smiled when he saw who it was. He was on the short side, at 5'7, but he was not fat, and he was not ugly. He was an introvert, and he rarely went out, or did anything with his free time except study. His entire life was dedicated to becoming a great lawyer, and he pursued his passion with a single-mindedness that excluded all other considerations in life. Everyone who knew him liked him, but everyone who knew him also was off-put by his sheer commitment to his profession. He nearly always ate meals at the dinning commons alone, in order to make more time to study by cutting down on socialization, and everyone felt this was bad for him, and was worried about his state of mind.

"Hey guys, what can I do for you?" Sweet Pea asked. He was alone for the weekend, as Steve and Henry knew he would be, since his roommate always went home on Friday right after class was over and returned Monday morning.

"What you up to, Sweet Pea?" Steve asked.

"Studying," Sweet Pea said, as he motioned at the stack of law books on his desk. "Trying to get ready for the LSAT, amongst other things."

"Don't you have like six months to a year before you have to take that?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, but it always helps to be prepared," Sweet Pea said. "Law school is something I can prepare for and succeed at, unlike women. I'm not like you and Henry are. I could never manage to fuck Alania Morrison. I don't know how you did it, man, but I envy you. I've seen her in the dining commons a few times, based on that picture you showed me, and she is out of sight. No disrespect intended to Kloe or Bridget, of course."

"Of course," Steve said, as he and Henry exchanged a look, and a smile. "What would you say if I told you that I have Alania Morrison, butt naked as the day she was born, in my dorm room right now?"

"Wow, seriously?" Sweet Pea asked. "You don't think I could maybe, you know, come over and take a peek?"

"What would you say if I told you that I paid a lot of money to get her naked, and that I intend to give her to you for the rest of the night?" Steve asked.

"I would say I am not worthy of such considerations," Sweet Pea said. "She's a fucking goddess, Steve, and we both know that there is no amount of money that could convince her to throw down with me. Out of curiosity, how much money are we talking about?"

"I paid her a thousand bucks," Steve said. "You want to play with her?"

"Sure, the books can always wait," Sweet Pea said. "Do I go over to your room, or what?"

"Nah, undress yourself right now," Steve said, as Sweet Pea removed his clothing, and Steve sent a text on his phone. "Okay, now come out with me into the hallway."

Sweet Pea was more embarrassed than he had ever been in his life to be out in the dormitory hallway naked, but a moment later, when the door to #52 Mojave Max Hall opened, and Alania Morrison, naked as the day she was born, stepped out of the room and started to walk towards him, all thought of his own embarrassment left him. He gulped and simply stared.

She walked right up to him and stopped, he could see everything, and he was in love.

"Like what you see?" she asked, as Kloe and Bridget caught up, carrying Alania's things in their hands.

"Hell yes," Sweet Pea said, in a voice barely above a whisper.

"Can I come into your room, so that we can both get out of public view?" Alania asked, smiling.

Sweet Pea nodded yes, and a moment later, all 6 young people were in his dorm room, with the door locked behind them. Bridget and Kloe deposited Alania's things in a corner of the dorm.

"Okay, here's the deal," Alania said. "I've got to be here, naked, with you, until 9 AM tomorrow morning. Is there anything I should know which would get in the way of that?"

Sweet Pea continued to stare at Alania's naked body. He drooled, and he gulped, "no, nothing I can think of," he said in a nearly inaudible whisper.

"Good, do you have a condom?" Alania asked.

Sweet Pea shook his head no.

"I've got one," Bridget said, as she produced a condom from her purse. "It might be a little big for Sweet Pea, since it's the kind Henry uses, but it will have to do."

Bridget handed Alania the rubber, she slid it over Sweet Pea's cock. It was a near perfect fit.

"Okay, are the rest of you going to stay here and watch, or what?" Alania asked.

"You going to be okay, Sweet Pea?" Steve asked.

Sweet Pea nodded yes, and gulped again.

"Be gentle with him," Kloe told Alania. "He's obviously scared out of his mind."

"It's okay," Alania said, with a smile. "Believe it or not, I have a lot of experience dealing with timid, inexperienced men. I'll show him a good time, as I want to be sure I get repeat business."

The 4 friends agreed, and left Sweet Pea and Alania alone, and walked back to room #52. Once there, everyone picked up their drinks, and exchanged a series of blank looks. No one wanted to talk about the elephant in the room: the sexual tension between the four of them, and whether Alania was right. Kloe and Bridget were especially embarrassed to discuss the idea that they wanted to fuck each other. Kloe looked at Bridget, Bridget looked at Kloe, it was too shameful to say it out loud. Meanwhile, Henry desperately wanted to ask Steve if it was true that he wanted to sleep with Bridget, and Steve wanted to ask Henry the same thing about Kloe, but they dared not broach the subject. All 4 young people knew they had a good thing going in their current relationships. None of them wanted to mess that up. They each silently resolved to be more careful about expressing outward signs of sexual interest towards anyone other than their significant other.

Meanwhile, in Sweet Pea's room, he was in bed with Alania, and they were kissing and loving, while his right hand was up her pussy.

"You like my vagina, don't you?" Alania asked, as she smiled and kissed him. He wrapped his left arm around her shoulder, leaned in and kissed her.

"Yeah, you're amazing," Sweet Pea said. "I don't deserve you, and everyone knows that, but I'm sure glad you took the money."

"You know, you're not that bad," Alania said. "Kloe and Bridget told me a little about you, while I was undressing and waiting for the boys to get you onboard with this little scheme, and I hear that you want to be a lawyer. Why do you want to do that?"

"No one's ever asked me that before," Sweet Pea said. "When I was young, my uncle was arrested for a crime he didn't commit. He spent 10 years in prison, and was only freed by DNA evidence that was uncovered years later. We were lucky, if it hadn't been for a really honest DA who went over the case a second time once he learned about the new evidence, my uncle would still be behind bars. Being an attorney is my chance to change things, and to help those who need it."

"I think a man with a mission in life is sexy," Alania said, smiling. "I know you think I'm only saying that because I'm being paid to, but it's true, and how I honestly feel. God only knows, none of the men in my family have a purpose in life beyond finding the fastest way to get drunk."

"You could do a lot worse in life than Steve, you know," Sweet Pea said, feeling a little endorsement for his friend was warranted. "I know he loves Kloe and everything, but he's still really hung-up on you."