Date: 6/28/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Just_A_Guy_You_Know, Source: LushStories
What a waste of a beautiful Saturday afternoon , I thought to myself as I biked across town to meet with my group project partners. It was late April, and had been warm for awhile, but today was absolutely the most amazing day yet. People were out shopping, walking pets, or just enjoying the fresh air that carried more than the mere promise of summer. I pumped my legs harder, picking up speed. The wind blew my hair back and made my loose T-shirt billow out behind me. The combination of warm breeze and sun on my eighteen year-old face felt good. I'd known about the project for months - since the start of the semester, practically. What I didn't know is what an gorgeous weekend I'd be missing because of it. It wasn't fair! I was a freshman at Clinton State, taking intro to social psychology. I wasn't even interested in majoring in psych, but three of my friends were in that class, and they talked me into it. The professor, Dr. Peterson, like most psych professors, was a total nut-case. The first day of class, he threatened to shoot us all with an imaginary machine gun if we didn't do what he said. Then he started talking about authority and an experiment where people gave shocks to other people, and another one where prison guards abused prisoners - just crazy stuff. So, instead of giving us the usual end of term paper, he instead wanted us to work in groups of three. We were supposed to pick a topic in social psychology, and design a research proposal around it, which we'd ...