Thread: Culture Clash (DaddyIsHere and TerraFirma)

terrafirma said I smiled a bit as he said goodbye. You should drop by again sometime. Maybe I'll even have some samosas lying around. I teased. Click to expand... MAX So, I'm guessing you're expecting this amazing love story about how I went over to Ambreen's room the next night and we just picked up where we left off and one thing led to another and boom , we took each other's virginity. Shit. I said it. Yes, I was a virgin, and Ambreen was, too. That was a big thing we had in common and we watched our dorm-mates dropping like flies that first few weeks, losing their 'cherries' at a rapid pace. But, back to the story. So, I did stop by her room the next night and we hung out some more... and the next day... and then we entered The Friends Zone. It happens. We've all been through it. There are certain people in everyone's life who you just suddenly click with... but in a friendly way. Pretty soon we were eating together at the cafeteria and comparing notes on various people of the opposite sex. She's cute, isn't she in your Psych class? Ambreen would say. Out of my league, I would respond. Annnnddd... that's what our relationship had turned into. Of course, it was more than that. I gave her her first drink a wine cooler, she went with me to the Fall Dance sort of lame, but fun because of her. I remember the big night, though... the night that really cemented our relationship, or our thing or whatever we should call it at the time. It was Halloween week and I'd gotten into a frat party. They had made a kiddy pool full of jungle juice and it was my first official time getting wasted. I stumbled back to the dorms and straight into the boys bathroom and started throwing up. Frankly, the majority of that night is still a bit blurry, but here's what I can tell you. I remember that a bunch of guys were laughing at me when I'd thrown up all over one of the stalls and I was basically almost lying in it. From what I heard, they came out into the hall and were laughing about it. Ambreen got wind of it and next thing everyone knew she was storming into the boys bathroom and ordering everyone out. I'm pretty sure that was when I was the most blitzed because I have some vague memories of Ambreen washing my face and holding a cold washcloth to my forehead. I also remember her making me drink water so I'd have something else to throw back up if I got sick again, and to help with any hangover the next day I'm not sure how she knew so much about drinking and its effects. I do remember a few things after that. I remember she waited until I was at least sober enough to stand and she got my pajamas, a towel, and my toothbrush and toothpaste from my room. Go on, shower up, she said. She waited outside the the curtain while I showered and and got changed and then made me brush my teeth. I vaguely remember her leading me as I stumbled down the hall to my room my roommate was pretty much absent that first semester, he was always sleeping over at his girlfiend's. Ambreen, the room isss sspinning! I remember yelling after I laid down. It's not Max, she whispered, still holding the cloth to my forehead. You're just messed up. Why did you drink so much? I dinndnn know I was drinking so mush, I said, a little too loudly. Just try to get to sleep, Max, she said. You're so nice, to me Ambreen. You're like... you're like, you're like, the sister I never had. Okay, Max, she said. Now go to sleep. Somehow, I actually did fall asleep and dozed through the worst of it. I remember about three in the morning I woke up and saw her sort of slumped in the chair by my bed, sound asleep. Ambreen, I said. Ambreen, come on. That's not comfortable. Come on. She half opened her eyes, shrugged and then climbed into bed with me. I remember spooning her... and how good it felt. Having her body next to mine felt like some missing piece falling into place in my life. I fell asleep pretty soon, more at peace than I remembered feeling in ages. I vaguely remember one point during the night that my hand had somehow found its way onto her breast. The colloquial term for how Ambreen is built is 'stacked', and I can't even describe how amazing her breast felt. I sure as hell wasn't going to move my hand. I fell back asleep a little while later and I kind of remember her gently moving my hand back down to her belly and clasping it in hers. I woke up in the morning and she was still there, cuddled up with me. So... you know how there's a certain thing that happens to guys in the early hours? The dreaded 'morning wood'? Well, mine was up and active and pressed firmly against her ass. I just prayed that she didn't feel anything, but I wasn't quite sure how that could be possible. I just laid there for the longest time until I felt her stir. Good morning, I said. Good morning, Max, she said. She turned to face me... and now my hard and evident friend was against her thigh. I kind of forgot about that, though, because one of my dreams was coming true - waking up with a phenomenally beautiful woman in my bed. How are you feeling? she asked. You know, actually better than I thought I would. Thank you for taking such good care of me last night. It's what a friend does, she said. I hope you'll do the same for me if I'm ever that stupid. You'd never be that stupid, I said. Who says? she said. I have every right to be just as stupid as the next person, and I'm in college. I'll do what I like... and I've got my 'brother' to take care of me. Brother? I asked. Well, if I'm the sister you never had, , like you said last night, I guess that makes you my brother. Fuck , I thought to myself. Friends Zone for sure. Yeah, I said. Your... brother. Cool.