1. Group Work


    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 ...
    present to the class. Dr. Peterson warned us that we needed to include sources outside of our texts, and that our presentations couldn't just be 'death by bullet points,' but had to be more creative and engaging. Instantly, everyone scrambled to find their groups. Since my group of friends numbered four, we rock-paper-scissored to see who was the odd man (or girlfriend) out. First I went against my friend Steve, while his girlfriend, Marie, challenged Tyrone, my roommate. I shook my fist three times, and threw rock. Steve had paper. Fuck! I looked at the other two, and Tyrone's scissors were smashed by Marie's rock. So, in the final round I went against Tyrone. I stared into his face, searching for some sign of what he was going to throw I imagined he was going to try rock, since it fucked up his scissors in the last round. Thinking I'd outsmart him, I chose paper. But the fucker went with scissors again - shooting out his two fingers and chopping my flat hand in half. "Fuck!" I shouted aloud this time, as the others laughed. "Come on, that's not fair. We should do two out of three." "Forget it, Liam," Tyrone countered. "It was fair and square. You're out." "Sorry," Marie said in a tone that was hard to tell if she was mocking or sincere. "Shit!" I answered. I started looking around the classroom, trying to find someone, anyone else I could team up with, but most of the groups had already formed. There were a couple of girls, Alanna and Laura, sitting together at the front of ...
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