CHAPTER 2

I taught elementary computer science. class the next day and spent the rest of the day editing my thesis or writing and rewriting code. I continued the work at the library the following morning and I was so into it that I completely missed lunch. I was surprised when Daisy sat down next to me. "What time is it," I asked.

"Just before two; don't you have a clock on that laptop?" I did and I was shocked again when I realized that she was right. Leaning toward me, I could smell the shampoo in her hair. "What are you doing that you completely lost track of?"

"Working on my dissertation and tweaking the code…the program that I'm proposing for my PhD."

"What's it about?"

"I can only speak in generalities because the patent is still pending, but I can tell you that it has to do with transactional security on the internet." She gave me a look that said, "I have no idea what you're talking about" so I continued. "Just give me a minute to close everything up and we can look at your math. How was your class today?"

"Confusing." I knew that was a lie. Rob had been there to assist Prof. Newton and he had texted me about her outstanding participation in the class.

"Okay, show me what you want to go over." I must be an excellent tutor because she seemed to understand everything by the time the hour was up.

"Do you know where the Chi O house is, John?"

"Sure, right down on Professor's Row about half a mile from here."

"I assume that you have a sports jacket, a dress shirt, and a tie."

"Sure, I even have dress shoes that I use when I'm not living in my cave."

"Ha ha…very funny; I need a date for a party tomorrow night. Show up at the house at eight. There will be some snacks and wine. I assume you're old enough to drink."

"As a matter of fact, I am. Are you?"

"I had no idea you were such a comedian. Eight o'clock! I'll see you then." She leaned over to kiss my cheek and a second later she was gone. I sat back in the chair and laughed. So that was how she was going to do it. I packed my laptop into my backpack and walked to my dorm knowing that Rob would be there.

"Okay, I have to say that Daisy is a fast worker. Thanks for the text. It made my day knowing what an outstanding tutor I am. She knew everything from the lesson only half an hour into the session, then she ordered me to meet her at the Chi O house for a party tomorrow night."

"What do you mean…ordered?"

"Just that; she asked if I had a sport coat, shirt and tie then told me to show up at eight--kind of bossy in my opinion."

"Gonna go?"

"Sure…maybe I'll lose my virginity." Rob laughed. He knew that I'd lost it a few years ago, courtesy of his sister. He'd set it up…told me she was the town slut. I thought at the time that it was a strange way to talk about one's sister, but he was right. I had stayed with him and his family for three days and she'd gotten to me five times—three times at night when I had taken her to the movies and bowling and twice in my bed in the morning after Rob's parents had left for work. She didn't even close the door to the guest room. Rob had walked by several times and looked in, bemused at the sight of his twin sister riding my cock.

I may not have many social skills when it comes to women, but I knew that my cock was somewhat larger than average. I'd measured back when I was in high school—along the top which is always shorter than along the bottom. I always was the curious type. "Seven and a quarter inches," that's what it said, and thick, too. Too bad it was attached to the body of someone with no ability to deal with women. I'd bet at the time that it could have satisfied plenty if only I had some nerve. It did a hell of a number with Rob's sister. Unfortunately, she married some guy from her work about two weeks later and I'd never found anyone else.

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I checked myself in the mirror one final time. I thought I looked presentable. My tie was just the right length and it was centered just perfectly between the two collar leaves of my button-down shirt. My navy blazer completed my outfit. I checked my pockets—wallet, hankies, room key, breath mints. I was all set. No condoms; I doubted I'd be that lucky. All I had to do was walk down the hill and turn right onto Professors Row.

I was a few minutes early so I strolled around aimlessly until my watch read 7:59 then I strode up the walk and knocked on the door. Nobody answered so I tried the handle. The door opened and I stepped inside. I was met by a young woman who told me her name was Amanda. She was like a lower case Daisy. I wondered then how many women like Daisy would be in attendance. Plenty, I guessed. "I'm here for Daisy O'Neill." She took a look at me and began to giggle. Then she walked away and called up the stairs. Daisy walked down a few minutes later, a smirk on her otherwise lovely face. I continued to play dumb.

As she approached she said, "Right on time; that's very good, John. You know…I realized this afternoon that I'm not sure of your surname."

Wow—a big word; I was amazed so I decided to pull her leg a bit. "It's Gotti…John Gotti; maybe you've heard of my uncle, John Gotti—the Dapper Don."

"I thought you said his name was John. Why would anyone call him Don?"

"Try Google. I'm sure you'll find him there. He was quite famous."

"Isn't he still famous?"

"Yes, of course, but he's dead now."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." I almost laughed. My name is John Gotti, but I'm no relation to the notorious Mafia kingpin. Instead, I simply smiled and allowed Daisy to lead me to the basement where the party was just underway. I poured two glasses of Merlot from a bottle. It was a brand I'd never heard of even though my parents were oenophiles--wine aficionados. Apparently, sorority girls didn't necessarily have great taste. I thought the wine was a bit acidic, too. It had begun to turn into vinegar, but I said nothing, smiling instead in faux innocence.