If ever there was a day for skipping class, this was it.  The sky was blue without a cloud in sight, a faint chill in the air, and the pretty girls were out in force.  Jason Callahan wasn’t much for skipping, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy the walk across campus.  April on the campus of the University of Texas meant the women’s shorts were high, the t-shirts tight, and the blond pony tails swayed freely when they walked.  From the first day he arrived, it seemed every girl on campus was a ten, and at the end of his third year he still marveled at the sight.  Jason smiled, shoved his hands in the front pockets of his faded jeans, and began the long walk across campus from Jester East to Moore Hall.  He had at least an hour before his Quantum Three lec...

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