Now THAT was an evasive answer if ever Anita heard one. So he<em>did</em>fancy the guy, but was ashamed to admit it. At least, that was how Anita interpreted the evasion. When the question bounced back she just shook her head with a chuckle. "Nah, not my type. You can have him! Left here, then pull up into that bay. That's great, thanks a bunch for the ride..."<br/><br/>Nits got out of the car and headed quickly into the dorm block, made her way to her room, threw off her clothes and masturbated furiously. Afterwards, as she lay on the bed, panting, she looked over at her reflection in the mirror. "Damnit, girl, what was that all about? You've<em>never</em>found a man attractive before..." She sighed softly. She just knew she had to see him again.