That was understandable to the young blonde coed, because she was human herself. And if she still carefully guarded her virginity, it was more from a standpoint of caution than any kind of inbred frigidity. No, she could understand some of the emotions that moved Penny even if she disapproved of the girl's actions. After all, who was she to throw stones, Victoria thought a little guiltily, as she remembered the lustful storms of bottled-up passion that swept over her from time to time. For more than two years now there had been no other way to still the desperate cravings that periodically wracked her developing body but to… Victoria's innocent young mind could not even form the forbidden word "masturbate", although vivid images shot through her mind of the lewd way she satisfied herself time after time with her own fingers. With a little shiver the beautiful young student put these thoughts from her mind, knowing that if she continued to think this way she would end up going back to the room to once again search out the forbidden gratification.

Maybe it had been Penny's obscene comments about Ben Wright that had so upset her. Victoria liked the campus cop and had had several quiet conversations with him. Despite his mature age, Ben seemed awkward and shy around girls, almost as if he were some young teenage boy about to ask for his first date.

Not much was known for certain about Ben, but rumors abounded, most of them too preposterous to believe. Some of the more romantic girls like to believe that Ben had been shattered by an early tragic life and had chosen to live out the remainder of his life in simple poverty, accompanied only by his dog and his memories. But the most persistent and believable stories were those that claimed that many years before Ben had been a promising young literature professor and poet, but that a drinking problem had brought him to ruin.