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Psigns and warnings by ElObscuro

It was a very dark night indeed, an overcast blocked the stars, and half the streetlamps on campus were still damaged from the blizzard. A thin layer of frost was already starting to form along windows, pipes, and where the sidewalks were being watered by the automatic sprinklers. All in all, it was a night when no-one would look askance at one for wearing one’s longjohns. Unless, of course, they were being worn on the outside . Roger looked out the window, saw the wannabe ninjas, and sighed. Classes just started yesterday, and already someone felt the need to increase the weirdness on campus. Oh, well, not much he could do about it. But it was fun to watch grown men and women run around in black pajamas and think they were being stealthy. Well, this particular group seemed to be more _practicing_ being stealthy. They needed it. Roger promptly sighed, forgot then, and went about the far more important business of giving Fluffy a hump massage. Mike and Dave’s incessant arguing had just been too erosive today... ......................... Margaret woke up again, but this time April wasn’t screaming. She almost was. As the tall brunette lay panting, she noticed absently that her sheets were soaked with sweat. //It’s not like I’ve never had porno dreams before//, she contemplated. //Even featuring Dave once or twice or so. But I’ve never had one that vivid, that intense, that... admit it, that arousing. I’m more than half tempted to go do something about it. But that’s just the dream, I _can_ control myself. I’ll just take a cold shower, yes, that’s it...// It came home how long she’d lain there thinking about it when she reached the bathroom, only to find the shower already running. //Who takes a shower at three in the morning? Besides me, I mean?// He question was answered when she poked her head in the door to tell the mystery bather to hurry up, she was next, and heard a very familiar voice singing, quietly, “Ridiiiiii, Paliooooocheeeeee....” “Dave? What the hell are you doing in our shower?” //He sings opera in the shower?? Very badly, I might add...// “Eeeeeaaaaahh, IneededtotakeacoldshowerbutRoger....” “How did you get in here? You weren’t climbing along the window ledge again, were you?” “Blue let me in.” Well, that explained that. Blue’s room was being intensively fumigated, and so was currently staying on the girls’ couch. //Going to have to have a talk with that girl. Again.// “And why did you need a cold shower?” Margaret had snatched a towel to prevent her boyfriend from accidentally getting an eyeful and needing to double his time in the shower. “I, umm, had this dream.” “Go on.” “Well, there was you, and you were in that dress you wore to RenFest last summer, in fact it was at RenFest, because I’d just rescued you, only instead of giving me a towel, you, ummmm, ahhh, you went and....” Margaret could all but see the blush spreading from his face down towards his chest at warp speeds. “You know,” She commented, “That sounds _exactly_ like this dream I just had...” ----------------- Continue

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