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A School of Bracelets | aaaaa123 | 22

 

She opens her eyes and surveys you slowly. You don't know what to say, so you stand there. The pretty girl scrunches up her face, and you see a tear roll down her cheek.

"Umm... er... what's wrong?" you ask tentatively.

"Why do you all have to torture me like this? Just do what you want to do and get out! Now are you going to give me a test on how well I can be fucked?"

You are a bit confused, but then you realize what she's talking about.

"No! No, I'm a new student too! They told me this was my room, and that I was to stay here for today and tomorrow."

"W-what?" the girl asks, wiping her eyes.

"Now what? Why don't they give me twenty horny football players as roommates too?" she exclaims bitterly.

You decide you need to take charge, "Look girl, I'm sorry, I'm shocked and humiliated too. Look at me! I'm fucking naked in a new school, with no baggage, and a stupid girl as a roommate who's pissed off at me for something I didn't do, another girl fucking SHAVED me..."

You sit down on the bed, the overwhelming events finally getting to you. Your mind blanks out the fact that you are naked, with a beautiful girl right next to you, and you cover your face in your hands.

Dimly you hear, "I'm sorry, it's just all happened to me too."

You keep your face in your hands, but answer. "This is crazy! I've never even made out with a girl, much less been basically molested by one!"

You hear rustling and feel the springs move as the girl sits up. After a few seconds, you feel warm, naked flesh press against your back. Her arms drape over your shoulders, and you feel her smooth hair against your shoulder

You take your hands off your face, and turn your head. The girl looks at you with beautiful eyes. "My name's Sarah," she whispers. "What's yours?"

"Ken. I'm sorry this is the way we had to meet."

Sarah smiles at you. "Well, something good came out of this. Glad to meet you Ken."

She slides over to the side of the bed, and sits down next to you. Her soft arm drapes over your shoulder comfortingly, and after a second, you do the same to her.

 

What happens next?


          The two of you talk...

 
 
 

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