You've always thought of yourself as someone with a good sense of humor, and you have no problems with anyone laughing, so long as it's not at your expense. Even so, the idea of girls showering attracts you very much. You head further into the dorm room, hoping you're heading toward the bedroom.
Finally, you turn a doorknob, and see a room with three beds in it. You also notice that only one of them appears to have been used. Allowing yourself to think about this only briefly, you then decide to claim one of the others, and sit down. Suddenly, you hear a voice you can only assume belongs to one of your new roommates.
"Jessica, do you not notice the water coming down?!" you hear, and hope you won't be caught in the middle of a year-long sibling fight. "I'm wet enough!" the voice continues, and you realize you've found yourself in a much-better situation.
"Mom had two of us largely so we could help each other out!" the other voice screams.
Suddenly, the water shuts off.
"Speaking of out," the first voice says, "isn't it time we get out of the shower?!"
"I guess so," the second voice says, lacking the vocal strength her first comment had (which you understand, since it also lacks the impact on you).
"Where are we going to have our fun now?!" she soon adds, her voice now adding a complaining quality.
"I got it!" her sister adds. "Let's go into our room... Backwards!"
You hear nothing for a while, but you assume there was a nod, as you watch the two of them back into the room, giving you a view of their still-dripping, bare asses.
"Nice!" you say under your breath.
Suddenly, they turn around, one slightly after the other, and you notice that while your face is full of arousal, theirs are overtaken by shock.
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