“I live right off campus, on Vernon Avenue,” Chino replied.  Vernon Avenue was a street known by the community at large for its parties.  On Friday and Saturday nights, the street was filled with music and drunk college kids.  The ruckus was usually so bad, he had to study elsewhere if he wasn’t partying himself.<br/><br/>“C’mon, let’s get out of here,” he stated before leading her across campus.  They made small talk as they approached Vernon Avenue and soon they were inside.  “Sorry about the mess, but my roomies are pigs,” he offered, apologizing for the cups and pizza boxes scattered everywhere.  “But it’s tidy in my room,” he added, opening the door to let her inside.<br/><br/>Chino sat down on the mattress.  “Now that we have some privacy…well, yeah, this whole porn thing is just surreal, right?  I mean, look, if I hadn’t come around when the rest of you guys got together and I saw you, I would have, y’know…asked you out.  You’re a fine fox, and I don’t mean that in a bad way.  I just feel, at least on my part, there’s some chemistry here.  We could have hanged out and maybe, well, gotten to know each other a little better.  But with this porno coming down, it’s like we could be y’know, doing it on camera.”<br/><br/>Chino shook his head.  “So, it’s like we shouldn’t have this modesty stuff between us.  Am I making any sense?”<br/>