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English Girls Are Deliciousthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2321 words) [1/4] show all parts

Author: JTW
Added: May 24 2002Views / Reads: 3181 / 2805 [88%]Part vote: 9.60 (5 votes)
A young man finds himself far away from home in a cold and unfamiliar place, with just a gorgeous English Rose to keep him warm.
 


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I had always been of two minds about spending a semester at Oxford. On one hand, it was a tremendous opportunity to learn with some of the most brilliant people I was likely to meet, in a beautiful and inspiring environment. On the other hand I would be separated from my girlfriend Brenda for all that time. Of course I would be faithful, and of course that meant at least 6 months with nothing but my trusty right hand.

I had finally chosen to go, but as I walked from the rail station in a blinding rain, trying to navigate the medievally narrow streets and find my way to my college — all the while carrying all my possession for the next 6 months — I was doubting the soundness of my decision.

25 bone-chillingly wet minutes later, I was finally sitting on my bed ... if you could call it that. I was more like a cot then anything, in a dark and dank basement room that was now home. It had been such a long trip from my sleepy little hometown outside of Indianapolis. I quickly fell asleep, and didn't even crack an eyelid until I heard my roommate Derrick calling "Mate. Mate. Hey you, Mr. Yank. It's time to get up. It's time to go!"

Derrick and I grew to be like brothers. He helped me figure out the utterly confusing world of Oxford. One of out favorite spots quickly became The Oarsman, our local pub. There the beer was always warm, the air always smoky, and the food always boiled or friend. Just the way ...

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