By lukex
I was sitting in my room, attempting to read an assignment for class, but mostly just looking out the window at the brilliant early fall day. College had started a little more than a month before, and while I was adjusting just fine, at times I found myself wistful for my small hometown world. The plaza outside the dorm was full of students, on the way back from class, walking over to the student union next door to hang out, returning from sports practice. How could I be expected to study when just outside my window were dozens of beautiful, hunky young men walking about?
