Keep on rummaging

From Create Your Own Story

The lithe athletic redhead frowns obviously irritated and says, “Come on, hurry it up.”

Your flush deepens as you frown back distractedly and say, “I’m trying!”

The cute redhead taps her foot impatiently as you continue rummaging.

You come across a packet of neat registration papers with a rubber band around them. Written in black Sharpie on an index card is the name: Jacqueline Foster.

Jacqueline. Good name. Or Jackie. You pull your arms out of your duffle and stand up, turning towards the desk, just as the cute redhead with the white tank top gives up on waiting and brushes past you.

The two of you collide. Off balance she flails, one of her hands sweeps around catching the cup of coke on the desk and sending in flying...

You spin, but can’t keep your balance. One of your legs slides between hers as you fall and you throw your arms out, grabbing at her for balance...

Two hands going in opposite directions collide. The cup bursts between them, sending a stream of coke and ice cubes over both of your chests.

Then you are both falling in a tangle of failing limbs. She is on top, her breasts squashing into yours, and her hips smack into your hips, as your legs scramble and slide against each other.

You land on your back. Somehow the two of you manage to take most of the force out of the fall. Your flush deepens as the ice cubes cause your tight nipples to harden, and the friction from your crotch sends a thrill of arousal shooting through your sex. You feel some ice cubes and the redhead's hardening nipples digging into your breasts. You realise neither of you is wearing a bra and the coke has turned both of your tops transparent. The redhead's face has turned very bright red.

Do you

Welcome to the University
Health 100 Equipment:

duffel, papers(somewhere nearby)

Gender Female
Height 5’ 8”
Weight 121 lbs
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