Rod Adventures

Monday 12th October 1998, Guildford

It's an exciting day for me as I start the new academic Year at Portsmouth University. This will be my second year. I will not have my first lecture until Wednesday 14th which is nice. Gives me time to settle in.

It's exciting for two other reasons. One is I was accepted for the Intern post at the Portsmouth Museum. Yay for me! The money will help and I can easily fit it into my lecture schedule. There is plenty of time spare. It's exciting for another reason as the work going on there is very relevant for my degree. Professor King seems to be a real expert. I checked him out online. It seems odd though that I never came across him in my first year.

The other exciting reason is I get to see and move in to Sophie's new flat. We were roomies last year, the first year for both of us, but in a rented flat. I know her parents are well off so when she told me her father had bought her a flat I was super excited. She did sound quite down on the phone when I spoke to her. All I know is it is connected with the pub where she works.

I love Sophie's independence despite the family wealth. Of course like last year I will pay my share. Maybe I can supplement my income with some part time bar work too, especially at weekends. I better get going. The drive in my little Nissan Micra should not be too bad given I am setting out so early.

I arrive at the museum in good time. Thank god for sat nav on my iPhone is all I can say. Portsmouth can be a bit tricky to navigate, especially around the docks. I pull up in the driveway and park up in the marked visitors spaces. There are only a few cars about. I did not think what to wear necessarily. It's not as if it's for an interview or anything, I already have the role. Maybe I should not have gone for jeans. Oh well too late now. I am going to grab my folders which includes the Portsmouth Museum brochure I downloaded. It can act as a bit of a defensive barrier too. I know my 34C chest attracts attention but I always dress in loose fitting clothes. I am not that body conscious really but my vital stats being 34-26-33 at 5 feet seven and 58kb weight. My best feature I guess are my green eyes.

I walk in to the building and approach the reception desk. A quick glance at the clock shows me it's a little after ten past eight. Plenty of time.

"Good Morning. My name is Michelle Reynolds. I am starting as an intern today and was asked to ask for Professor King."

The reception looks at me and gives me the once over. I start to worry now about how I am dressed. Damn the jeans were probably a mistake. Too late now. I hear the receptionist dial and announce my arrival. She hands me a pass and smiles at me sweetly, she is probably a similar age to me. A possible friend maybe? I don't usually make friends easily.

"Professor King will be right down presently. You can take a seat over there while you wait."

"Thank you." I take a seat and wait.

Monday 12th October 1998, Aldershot

My name is Sophie Crawford and I am 23 years old. I am an only child and have rich parents. I am not really your typical 'spoilt rich kid' brat. As much as my parents do lavish on me that does not really extend to their time unfortunately. It's not that I blame them. Dad has a good job but is nearly always away on business. My mum I guess finds it hard but throws herself into her numerous social friend circles.

I am bubbly and outgoing, a curvaceous 32c 25 34 with 33 inch legs and a trim size 8. Long blond hair and green eyes. I do get the attention of men but I am not into one night stands and although I have a boyfriend currently I think for him it is mainly about the sex. Not a keeper in mum's words and besides 'time with the lads' seems to be a priority over me.

The one great thing I do have going is the great friendship I have with my best friend Michelle. We have known each other since primary school and through secondary school and now both at Portsmouth University about to go into our second year. Both Arts faculty but very different degrees. We have no shared courses which is a bummer as Michelle is way more intelligent than me. So I can't really borrow her notes. She is really pretty and has a great figure like me. She has bigger boobs but as she never really shows them off unlike me so I get all the attention usually when we go out together. But as for men, Michelle really shows no interest. When I ask her about men she fancies I get Indiana Jones or Professor Langford of Dan Brown fame. She really likes her Professor's I guess. It's a pity really as there are none that I can think of at the University that would be worth dating.

But it is only my first year. Michelle seems buzzed about landing the intern at Portsmouth Museum. Good for her. I wonder how she will get on with the Professor there. Some guy called Frank King. I wonder if she will have to address him as 'Professor'? Hopefully not. It's likely anyway she keeps her great natural assets under wraps. It will be great to catch up with her later and hear all about her first day.

I know she's been worried about me and it has been pretty hard of late. I work in a local pub called The Invincible. Yes I do like to be financially independent as far as I can. It's been a nice family pub run by Mike Kearns and his wife Amber. We are a great close team. Sadly Mike lost his wife over the summer break. Cancer. He has always had a soft spot for me so I can forgive him for always find it hard to stare me in the eye. Clearly with my breasts he likes what he sees. But I think he looks on me as more of a daughter figure so I doubt he thinks about me in the sack. I could be wrong though. You never know with Men.