When I wake up, I'm tucked in under the covers. But I'm in Audrey's bed, not mine. Whoever brought me inside must've just put me on the closest bed to the door. I'm not sure who it was, and the thought of some stranger carrying my roughed up, naked body inside makes me uncomfortable. I hope it was Audrey. At least I wouldn't mind having her hands on me.

I luckily had taken my older cousin's advice and didn’t sign up for any early morning classes. However, as I was forced to stay up all night, I majorly slept in, and it is now two-thirty in the afternoon. I check my class schedule. I've missed Sex Ed and BDSM, which I feel both guilty and relieved about. I really don't need a BDSM class after last night, but skipping first classes makes for an especially bad impression.

I check my phone, and see that I have texts from my roommates. Mia wants to know if I'm okay, and Caleb snuck food from the dining hall for me. Audrey just says, "Hope you feel better. Enjoy your last class. You'll need it."

I first give Mia a short explanation, then send Caleb a thanks while I eat the smuggled breakfast sandwich. Before I respond to Audrey, I check my class schedule. My next two classes are Pornography and Kissing. Kissing. Yes, I probably could use some soft, sensual kisses after this weekend. Especially considering the last time I kissed someone was prom night. That boy and I were in a basement at someone's afterparty, making out for a solid hour. The next day, we broke up. The stress of knowing that we were going to different colleges and probably wouldn't see each other again did it in for us. I got over him quickly though, looking forward to the new, sexual chapter of my life.

As I clean up and shower, I think about what Audrey said. It sounded like she was encouraging me to go and kiss other people. But I want to kiss her so bad. She's so gorgeous it makes me ache. How I would love to run my fingers through her straight black hair and make her shiver, before moving in to kiss her. She would move closer to me, and then, would move on top of me. We would suck on each other's lips and tongues and slowly grind on each other. But something is nagging at me.

Who has Audrey slept with? I feel a pang of jealousy as I imagine her having sex with other girls. It's not like I haven't been in several relationships, but I've never done it with anybody. I really want to find out, but I can't see her until tonight. I don't even know how I would ask her.

I shut off the water, get dressed, and walk across campus to Porn. The class is more intense than I thought it would be. We have a lengthy discussion about what porn is and what beliefs we hold about it. Our professor lets us know that next class we will be dissecting the common tropes in porn, and to watch and take notes on several videos for homework.

Too soon, I am off to what I call Kissing 101. Becoming nervous, I try to drag out the time before I have to enter the class, my steps becoming slower and slower, until I finally reach a room in the corner of the building.

I look up at the board and see that we have already been assigned partners, thank god. According to the seating chart I am seated in the back of the room with a girl named Kris. I make my way over and am almost there, when I catch sight of her face.

Her skin is naturally tanned a golden brown, with the same colored hair and eyes. She looks so beautiful and lovely, and I'm intimidated. We smile at each other and introduce ourselves. I learn that she's a sophomore retaking this class, and I tell her that she's lucky for another year of making out. She seems friendly, which puts me at ease.

The professor is a severe looking woman who treats making out like the Olympics. We spend half the class going over over ways to flirt and kissing techniques. We practice flirting with each other, which is awkward, until we begin to move onto more personal compliments.

"You really caught my eye when I came in here." I tell Kris.

"Oh?" She asks seductively. "Why was that?"

"Because you're so astoundingly beautiful. I would love to get closer." I say, emphasizing the word 'closer'. She blushes, and returns the favor by hitting on me, suggesting that my legs would look best wrapped around her waist.

Putting a stop to all this flirtatious activity, the professor announces that we have time for the practical demonstration. "We have booths in the back where you can go with your partner," she says, indicating a door to our left. "Mind you, they are only used for what this class instructs you to do. Anyone caught having sex will be asked to leave immediately, no matter what state you're in, and report to the headmaster. I should also let you know that come second semester, we will not be allowing students to use those rooms. You must become used to kissing in public, or else fail this class."

Kris and I agree to check out the booths. They are small and dingy, like photo booths, and I wonder how anyone could manage to have sex here. My face heats up with the idea of having sex with Kris, but there's no room to hide. We sit next to each other, and I pull the curtain closed.

In the dim lighting, I'm suddenly much more confident, running my hand up her thigh. She looks up at me, a bit startled, and then wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me, softly. Quickly, our kisses become deeper and more intense. This is all moving so fast. I've always kissed people that I know at least fairly well. But she's so hot. And such a good kisser. With looks like hers, I bet she's really experienced. We kiss so hard, she ends up with her back pressed into the wall, her legs between mine. I let out a soft moan as she slips her tongue into my mouth. We make out, until I finally need to come up for air. But I'm not done yet. I graze my teeth along the side of her neck and she shivers. I kiss her all the way from her jawline to her collarbone.

"You're really good at this." She breathes as I lean back up to face her. I pull her in closer.

"You are too. And so beautiful." I say. I kiss her, feeling her smile on my lips, until the bell rings for us to leave, and someone rips open the curtain.