Chapter 1 - Independence Day
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I was so excited. My parents had just left and I was off to university. My parents had pushed for me to go to Queen's but I wanted to go to the biggest university possible. To their disappointment, I picked the University of Toronto, UC Campus, 300km away, but it had an international reputation so it was really impossible for them to say no. They dropped me off at about 11 in the morning and I was already working hard to set up my half of the room.
My roommate, whoever he might be, wouldn't be here for a few days and I hoped he wouldn't mind me picking my side. I guess that was the bonus of an academic scholarship as I got to move in 3 days earlier than everyone else. When I checked in, I was told there were only 4 people moving in to Whitney Hall that day but they didn't bother telling me where I might find them. It didn't matter anyway, I wanted to get myself prepped for school. I was pumped. After 18 years of having my hand held, I was on my own.
I loved school, particularly the sciences but really, I did well in every subject. I was admitted to UC with a 98% average and was the first person at my high school to actually pull off perfect marks in both math and physics. To make things ever better, I actually won this scholarship with full tuition plus $5000 annually for the next four years by getting the highest North American scores on the Descartes exams.
I could finally look back at high school and say good riddance. It had been hell for me. I had been the butt of jokes, teased, and mostly just dismissed by my peers. At least, the teachers loved me but outside of that, high school was a colossal failure.
The reason, quite simply was that I was a nerd. I was small, really small and I never had very much strength. On a good day, I stood five feet tall and I was literally the smallest person in my graduating class, with of course the biggest marks. No matter how well I did though, I felt like a loser. Life would be different in university though, even my parents said it would be, everyone valued intelligence here and I could excel in the areas I did well in.
As I hooked up my computer, I looked out the window as two extended SUV's pulled up to the front of the building. I didn't pay much attention at first but when I looked back out, two gorgeous women were standing on the sidewalk looking at the building. Both were blonde and had unreal figures, almost Barbie like. It wasn't until another man came from behind one of the trucks though that I realized just how tall they both were. They towered over him. I overheard one of them call the man Walter and tell him to unpack the trucks. The two women then walked up to the front door and disappeared.
I kept unpacking and heard the door to my floor open. I heard a woman's voice announce this was her floor and I looked up to see the tallest woman I had ever seen walk by. I don't think she even noticed me but I couldn't help but see her. Her legs were endless, especially with the four inch wedged sandals on her feet with daisy duke shorts that covered her beautifully apple shaped ass. Her stomach was hard and so thin that it made her breasts look almost unreal as her cropped tank top barely held them in place. I could see that she had long straight blonde hair and pouty lips but she went past the door too quickly to notice anything else other than her sunglasses. Regardless, I saw enough to know that I needed to see her again.
I moved to the door to catch a second look at her as another giant woman walked by my room. She was more mature and dressed a little more conservatively with a tight white skirt and pink silk blouse with matching white stiletto mules that clacked with every step. She looked down at me and smiled, "Hi sweetie."
I said nothing as my eyes were fixed on her massive tits that were eye level with me. I peered out the door and watched both women sachet down the hall until the door opened behind me. I turned around to see that same man from before roll in with a loaded trolley, he pushed it by my room without even acknowledging me and stopped just outside the room next door where that the other two women had apparently disappeared into. One of the women told him to get the rest of the boxes and he rushed back off the floor to bring more stuff up.
It took a few minutes but I finally got the nerve up to walk down the hall to introduce myself and found myself falling in behind the man as he carried another load of articles up to the room. He was maybe a couple inches taller than me, 45 years old, clean shaven, and very slight. I stood outside the door as he put the boxes down box inside the room. The older woman directed him to park both trucks then come back up.
He answered very quickly and rushed back out the door. I could tell he was out of breath and beads of sweat were dripping into his eyes.
I looked into the room and saw them both standing side by side looking down at me. Both women were huge and utterly breathtaking. The younger one was taller by a couple of inches but both of them had to be more than 6'8" tall with their heels on.
