
"Hey, look at old Ben Wright! I think that old bastard has a hard-on again." Despite herself, Victoria's eyes followed Penny's pointing finger and focused on the familiar shambling figure of Ben Wright, the campus watchman. As usual he had his huge German shepherd, Prince, with him. Together the two made up the entire security force of the girls' college, all that was needed owing to its isolated location. Victoria tried to keep her gaze from running down Ben's heavy body to where his trousers pushed out lewdly just below his belt as he stood raptly watching two mini-clad coeds passing by, swinging their pert young hips as if they knew he was watching.
"It's really something that he can still get it up at his age," Penny laughed. Ben was only fifty but to the girls on campus he seemed impossibly old, almost a Methuselah. "You know, it's kind of cruel, the old guy working here with all these girls around, not being able to touch them. Maybe some of us should get up a collection – a cunt collection – and do something about his problem. God, would you look at the size of that bulge!" Penny exclaimed in growing awe as she continued to stare at the front of Ben's pants. A cold calculating look came into her eyes.
"Maybe I should form a little private charity myself," she mused out loud. "I'm getting tired of the boys around here with their wham, bam, thank-you-ma'am tricks. Unless old Wright has a thermos bottle hidden inside his pants he's got just what little Penny needs."
"Oh, Penny!" Victoria suddenly exploded. "Sometimes I get so sick of the way you talk. You could turn anything into sex. You leave Mr. Wright alone. He's a nice man… and you… you…" Victoria suddenly realized that there were tears in her eyes and that she wanted to be anywhere but here. Penny was standing staring at her friend, shocked into silence by the unexpected outburst, and before the surprised girl could say a word, her blonde roommate ran off quickly down the path. Penny stood in indecision a moment, wondering if she should go after Victoria, but then a little tickle of anger started inside her and she swore softly to herself while shrugging her shoulders.
