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Hi. My name's Greg. A few years back, I attended a small college on the Gulf of Mexico in order to finish up my BA. When I chose the school, I had no idea of the surprises that awaited me; I had been seeing someone and we transferred there together, but broke up 6 months later, leaving both of us to explore the more social aspects of the school. As it turned out, I had much to be grateful for....
The school was reputable academically, yet socially must have been the US's best kept college sex secret. I was amazed to find out how much rampant sex there was going around. Phew. Of course, I never heard much about really bizarre or heavy group sex, just a LOT of what most people would consider normal sex, often with people we all just didn't know well. And it was all within the college environment. There were less than 2000 people at this school, and if you didn't go there, you didn't fit in, and no one would have known a thing.
It was called scrumping, and/or hooking up. There were these parties, almost always one on Friday night and one on Saturday night, and they were BIG, and most everyone within the social crowd (about 2/3 of the students) showed up at one time or another
The school was reputable academically, yet socially must have been the US's best kept college sex secret. I was amazed to find out how much rampant sex there was going around. Phew. Of course, I never heard much about really bizarre or heavy group sex, just a LOT of what most people would consider normal sex, often with people we all just didn't know well. And it was all within the college environment. There were less than 2000 people at this school, and if you didn't go there, you didn't fit in, and no one would have known a thing.
It was called scrumping, and/or hooking up. There were these parties, almost always one on Friday night and one on Saturday night, and they were BIG, and most everyone within the social crowd (about 2/3 of the students) showed up at one time or another