Sem------------------------------

Croy had been gone for a while.  I mean... a long while.  I had no idea he took such long showers.  Then again, I'd never really bothered to pay attention before now.  I guess I was noticing a lot of stuff about, well, myself and others recently.  I'd been buried in my studies for a while...

But here's something, though.  I was bored.  It seemed rude to start to study without Croy, since that was the entire point.  So... I guess I kinda just twiddled my thumbs a bit.  Sorta made me wish I had something to occupy my time.  Well... there was something...

Then again, I had no idea how long Croy took for showers.  Doing... what I was thinking of doing would probably be ill-advised.  In the extreme.  I mean, yeah, he caught me so long ago going at it with myself, but it was behind closed doors, so to speak.  Closed doors that he opened.  Regardless, I don't think I'd be entirely comfortable with having Croy bust in on me pawing again.  So why is my paw down my pants?

Before I got too far, I heard Croy come in and quickly took out my paw.  After he got dressed and gave me my cleaning stuff, we actually got to studying, after so much stuff.  To be honest, though, it really wasn't all that special.  He taught me some stuff about what a professor would usually put on a test, and showed me that it was probably better to highlight stuff in a book rather than take notes, but I stuck with my note taking.  We quizzed each other, and on occasion he gave me that silly little lick thing when I got something right.  His tongue felt funny on my nose.  Like... kinda ticklish.  The only other real significant that happened was that Croy kinda stayed close, almost uncomfortably so, and we lost track of time.  

That was pretty much it.  After it was over, he decided to go out for the evening, going to make some calls to see who was doing what, I guess.  I just went to my room and thought, again, about how much I had changed.  And so fast.  I ended up calling my parents.  

“So long as you keep your grades up and stay outta trouble, I don't care what you do,” said my father, predictably.

“Well, you're bound to have some new experiences and change a little bit, Semmy,” my mother said.  “Besides, you've got a good head on your shoulders, so just trust your judgment and you'll be fine!  Oh, and your father says he loves you.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

“No problem.  I love you, and keep up the good work!”  Click.

With a sigh, I dropped myself and my phone onto my bed, and stared at the ceiling for a while.  So what if I was changing?  I don't think I was changing for the worse... so it must be a good thing.  Besides, college is full of new experiences that are meant to be... well, experienced.  And if I don't experience them, then... what am I doing?

What am I doing?

What did I want to do?

I sat there for a full minute, thinking about that last one.  And then a minute more.  Completely alone, I started flushing, biting my lower lip.  After that, I picked up my phone.  

“Sem!  Well, this is a pleasant surprise,” said Kiyara.  I heard some giggling in the background, which made my blush fiercer.  “I didn't expect to hear from you so soon.  What's up, hunny?”

“Um... well, I just wanted to ask you if-- is that Morticunata in the background?”

“Yeah, it is.  Trust me, I've been trying to tell her to stop giggling ever since she heard my ringtone.”

“Ring...?”

“Let's just say I have a special song to let me know it's you.”

“R-right, um... anyway...”

“Yes, anyway... And Morti, stop laughing!”  I heard some whumping noises, like a pillow hitting something.  “Jeeze... Hold on, Sem.”  There was the sound of the phone being put down, then more of the pillow hitting what I would assume to be Morti's body, especially since I heard her say (I think), “Ow!  You hit my titty!”  There was more scuffling, then... I think I heard somebody say something else about a titty.  Somebody messed around with the phone, and there were footsteps and a door closing.  “Sorry about that, baby,” said Kiyara, coming back again.  “Now what did you want to talk to me about?”

“Um... yeah, uh... are you doing anything tomorrow?  You know... Tuesday?”

“Nope.  Not doing anything tomorrow or Tuesday.  But if you'd like to come over, that would be nice.”

“Uh, well, yeah, that's what I wanted to ask you...”

“Sem, I want you to know that you almost didn't need to ask.  I would be happy to spend time with you any day.  I'd ask you to come over tonight, but... I think a day apart won't kill us.  Oh, and Sem?”

“Yeah, Kiyara?”

“Don't paw tonight.”