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She smiles and says, "You're too kind." | She smiles and says, "You're too kind." | ||
| - | You smile back and say, "I try" | + | You smile back and say, "I try." |
| - | You proceed to the desk. The | + | The cute redhead brushes past you as you continue to look through your duffle. You notice that her white tank top neatly outlines an athletic body, while basketball shorts hide most of her legs, but give a shimmering tease about a taut, well-muscled ass. |
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| + | While the redhead is getting her paperwork taken care of you continue rummaging. You come across a packet of neat registration papers with a rubberband around them. Written in black Sharpie on an index card is the name: Jacqueline Foster. | ||
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| + | Jacqueline. Good name. Or Jackie. | ||
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| + | You proceed to the desk. The redhead is just finishing up, bobbing her head up and down and looking quite pleased. When she's through, she turns to leave, and smiles widely at you. | ||
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| + | "Thanks again!" she says as she turns to you with her finished paperwork. "I totally owe you!" You smile back and notice that her smallish breasts are not contained by a bra. Her nipples poke playfully at the thin material of her tank top. | ||
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| + | ''This is going to be amazing'', you think to yourself. | ||
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| + | "No worries," you reply and tear your eyes from her chest, but not in time. She has clearly noticed your stare, and her smile has changed from polite to warm and friendly. | ||
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| + | "I'm in room 327," she replies with a knowing grin. "Stop by when you're done!" | ||
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| + | The redhead turns and bounces away to your slightly astonished grin. | ||
You hand the miserable-looking lady at the desk your papers and tell her she looks like she's having a wonderful time. | You hand the miserable-looking lady at the desk your papers and tell her she looks like she's having a wonderful time. | ||
| - | She laughs and says, "You got that right." She hands you your Student ID and your Dorm Room Keys and tells you room 327. You bid | + | She laughs and says, "You got that right." She hands you your Student ID and your Dorm Room Keys and tells you room 327. You don't quite manage to hide your shock at getting the exact same room as the redhead. You feel your own nipples harden under your suddenly too-tight bra, and a strange warmth much lower. |
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| + | Quickly, you bid the lady adieu and head to your dorm. As you head down the hill, you stumble upon a photograph of an older couple and their two kids. | ||
Do you: | Do you: | ||
*[[Pick up the photograph]] | *[[Pick up the photograph]] | ||
| - | *[[ | + | *[[Continue on to your dorm room]] |
*[[Ask people around you if anyone recognizes it]] | *[[Ask people around you if anyone recognizes it]] | ||
{{UnivStatus|Health=100|Height=5’ 8”|Weight=121 lbs|Gender=Female|Equipment=duffel, Dorm Room Keys, Student ID}} | {{UnivStatus|Health=100|Height=5’ 8”|Weight=121 lbs|Gender=Female|Equipment=duffel, Dorm Room Keys, Student ID}} | ||
[[Category: University Daze]] | [[Category: University Daze]] | ||
Current revision as of 21:38, 2 October 2020
She smiles and says, "You're too kind."
You smile back and say, "I try."
The cute redhead brushes past you as you continue to look through your duffle. You notice that her white tank top neatly outlines an athletic body, while basketball shorts hide most of her legs, but give a shimmering tease about a taut, well-muscled ass.
While the redhead is getting her paperwork taken care of you continue rummaging. You come across a packet of neat registration papers with a rubberband around them. Written in black Sharpie on an index card is the name: Jacqueline Foster.
Jacqueline. Good name. Or Jackie.
You proceed to the desk. The redhead is just finishing up, bobbing her head up and down and looking quite pleased. When she's through, she turns to leave, and smiles widely at you.
"Thanks again!" she says as she turns to you with her finished paperwork. "I totally owe you!" You smile back and notice that her smallish breasts are not contained by a bra. Her nipples poke playfully at the thin material of her tank top.
This is going to be amazing, you think to yourself.
"No worries," you reply and tear your eyes from her chest, but not in time. She has clearly noticed your stare, and her smile has changed from polite to warm and friendly.
"I'm in room 327," she replies with a knowing grin. "Stop by when you're done!"
The redhead turns and bounces away to your slightly astonished grin.
You hand the miserable-looking lady at the desk your papers and tell her she looks like she's having a wonderful time.
She laughs and says, "You got that right." She hands you your Student ID and your Dorm Room Keys and tells you room 327. You don't quite manage to hide your shock at getting the exact same room as the redhead. You feel your own nipples harden under your suddenly too-tight bra, and a strange warmth much lower.
Quickly, you bid the lady adieu and head to your dorm. As you head down the hill, you stumble upon a photograph of an older couple and their two kids.
Do you:
| Welcome to the University | |||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
duffel, Dorm Room Keys, Student ID | |
| Gender | Female | ||
| Height | 5’ 8” | ||
| Weight | 121 lbs | ||
