Morning After: The Sneak

By Anonymous

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So the dorm policy at our school is tighter than a drum, and at times, it seems as though the administration has figured out every possible way to keep us out of each other’s dorms at 3 am.  Luckily, for one dorm, a crafty little in-and-out maneuver has been devised called The Sneak.  One night, I was (un)fortunate enough to get a glimpse of just how The Sneak works.

I really shouldn’t have hooked up with this guy, but such is the story of my life.  We went back to his dorm and “hung out” for a little bit, and then drifted off together.  It seemed to be a pretty standard night as far as these nights go, but it took a very weird turn around 4 am.

The guy and I didn’t even hear the door open, but apparently it did, as we figured out in about five minutes. I awoke to hear a kind of grunting and girl moaning, which I cleverly deduced was not his roommate.  My guy awoke at this point, having also heard the noise, and peeked over the loft to see what was going on.

“Looks like [roommate] brought someone back,” he muttered.

Uh, obviously. 

We didn’t really move for a while,  awkwardly listening to the intense (and getting more intense) noises coming from below. I quietly rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling. I was afraid to even breathe, thoroughly creeped out by our situation, which had completely unfazed my guy. In fact, the whole being woken up thing merely reminded him I was there, and he decided to try and initiate some kind of second sexy go around.  I don’t think he even realized how weird that was, but I did. After a little groping and a sloppy kiss, I rolled over, forced some cuddling, and he quickly konked out again.

Eventually, after all the moaning stopped and I felt like some sort of sick voyeur, the rest of us fell asleep too. I woke up with the sun a few ours later and decided it was time to do the reverse Sneak back to my place. It wasn’t easy. Not only did I have to climb down from the loft without waking my friend, but I had to tip toe around so as not to wake the other friends sleeping down below.

I held my breath, grabbed my things and ran.

The Sneak is apparently way more popular (and successful) than I had originally thought, but after that night, it’s going to be a while before I try it again.