BY A UNIVERSITY SENIOR
Published November 30, 2012
As soon as his shirt comes off, he's not anxious anymore.
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But as we’re driving back to his dorm, he's silent again.
Then he asks: “Are you in a frat? You look familiar. I think I saw you at a rushing event.”
I laugh. “No. Not me.”
I can't tell you how many of these hookups I've had. I can tell you there are many more to come. One day I'll settle down, probably with a woman. But that day won't be anytime soon.
For the moment, it's more strangers. More Michigan Football T-shirts. More bad whiskey and Old Spice. There's a whole sexual space on campus that you now know a little about. If it's up your alley, go for it. Log on, peruse. Throw caution to the wind. What are you into?
Clarification: This article was updated to reflect the final version of the article that will run in the Dec. 5 edition of The Statement