Pardon my sober silence for the last 3 days. I've got a flight to the Big Apple tomorrow since I have a job interview with a rather significant investment firm (which dad helped arrange) on Friday. He considers it part of my Birthday/Graduation package-which leads me to believe I might have a very good chance of landing it. All I know is that for once I'm actually looking forward to getting out of B-town for a few days. Dad booked the flight so that I could spend the whole weekend in NY (and fly back on Monday. The last 3 days have been pretty bad actually and I haven't really wanted to talk about it (or blog about it I guess I should say).
A large number of the individuals involved in Saturday night's adventure have already left campus (either for the summer or for good). 3 of us guys are here but most of the girls and camera crew are gone. I wasn't planning on leaving until the end of May. Because of the accusations being made for like a day or so nobody would admit to anything or knowing anything, much less where any "evidence" actually was. As it turns out the one girl at the center of things apparently got hold of her disc and destroyed it.
On Monday afternoon (and this is where I start to really lose it) a bunch of roses are delivered to the Frat and are addressed to me!! At first I think it might be from my girl from Saturday night (or maybe from one of the 3 girls who apparently were the only people other than the cameraman to actually see my footage). But NO -it's from a dude!!!--- the guy who came to see me late Sunday claiming to have the video of me fucking on Saturday night. He sent the flowers because he wanted to say he was sorry and hopes that I'm not mad at him. I wasn't before I got the flowers. How the fuck was he thinking I would react to that?
Then late Monday night the hell beings to start. I get my first text message from him. He got my number -because apparently all the camera guys that night were given our cell numbers by the MC (hey thanks for that!!!). Several text messages follow in which he basically admits that he never was given a chance to see the video footage of me. But that after being so close to me in my room on Sunday night (where he says his heart was pounding the whole time) and seeing me in my underwear (where he said my cock looked so big I must have gotten a hardon -trust me I didn't)
he said he would give anything to see my film and asks if I have it?
I don't have it but am pretty happy to learn at that stage that he doesn't either. Unfortunately I end up getting a non-stop barrage of texts from this guy who after awhile just straight up admits that he can't stop thinking about me -hey no shit. Apparently he even tried to visit me at the house on Tuesday afternoon while I was out cycling. On Tuesday he starts sending me emails (to my public campus address) and in much longer messages talks about his feelings, what he would do and how it would feel to just merely see me naked -fuck -really starting to creep me out. He keeps asking about the video and says he's trying to found out what happened to it as well.
After Tuesday evening his texts and messages all completely stop for about 24 hours. Then at about 10:00 tonight I get a text from him that simply says "I've got it!". I figure he's just bullshitting like before. But then at about 10:20 I get a frantic EMAIL --where he's totally losing his shit. And he says certain things that make me strongly suspect that he did actually get his hands on the disc and had just watched it. I email him back immediately that I want the disc -but the fucker hasn't responded in over four hours.
All I know is I have an early afternoon flight out of Indy and will be happy as hell to be visiting New York. It will pretty much take NY to help me get my mind off this mess.
A large number of the individuals involved in Saturday night's adventure have already left campus (either for the summer or for good). 3 of us guys are here but most of the girls and camera crew are gone. I wasn't planning on leaving until the end of May. Because of the accusations being made for like a day or so nobody would admit to anything or knowing anything, much less where any "evidence" actually was. As it turns out the one girl at the center of things apparently got hold of her disc and destroyed it.
On Monday afternoon (and this is where I start to really lose it) a bunch of roses are delivered to the Frat and are addressed to me!! At first I think it might be from my girl from Saturday night (or maybe from one of the 3 girls who apparently were the only people other than the cameraman to actually see my footage). But NO -it's from a dude!!!--- the guy who came to see me late Sunday claiming to have the video of me fucking on Saturday night. He sent the flowers because he wanted to say he was sorry and hopes that I'm not mad at him. I wasn't before I got the flowers. How the fuck was he thinking I would react to that?
Then late Monday night the hell beings to start. I get my first text message from him. He got my number -because apparently all the camera guys that night were given our cell numbers by the MC (hey thanks for that!!!). Several text messages follow in which he basically admits that he never was given a chance to see the video footage of me. But that after being so close to me in my room on Sunday night (where he says his heart was pounding the whole time) and seeing me in my underwear (where he said my cock looked so big I must have gotten a hardon -trust me I didn't)
he said he would give anything to see my film and asks if I have it?
I don't have it but am pretty happy to learn at that stage that he doesn't either. Unfortunately I end up getting a non-stop barrage of texts from this guy who after awhile just straight up admits that he can't stop thinking about me -hey no shit. Apparently he even tried to visit me at the house on Tuesday afternoon while I was out cycling. On Tuesday he starts sending me emails (to my public campus address) and in much longer messages talks about his feelings, what he would do and how it would feel to just merely see me naked -fuck -really starting to creep me out. He keeps asking about the video and says he's trying to found out what happened to it as well.
After Tuesday evening his texts and messages all completely stop for about 24 hours. Then at about 10:00 tonight I get a text from him that simply says "I've got it!". I figure he's just bullshitting like before. But then at about 10:20 I get a frantic EMAIL --where he's totally losing his shit. And he says certain things that make me strongly suspect that he did actually get his hands on the disc and had just watched it. I email him back immediately that I want the disc -but the fucker hasn't responded in over four hours.
All I know is I have an early afternoon flight out of Indy and will be happy as hell to be visiting New York. It will pretty much take NY to help me get my mind off this mess.
