Sandra Scott had always been a wilful soul. Even as a child she pushed to the extreme limits of her parents patience. Things only got worse when she reached her teens and high school. She only stayed because of the boys and her class efforts showed as she barely passed her courses.
At the beginning of her final year her parents met with Sandra and a guidance counsellor to speak about her future. Her father was adamant that he would waste no money on a girl’s education when she showed no initiative. Finally after a lot of talking on the councillor’s part a contract was drawn up. Simply it stated that if Sandra could achieve an honour grade mark by the end of this year her father would support here and give her a chance at college. He insisted that a clause stating that she would have to keep her grade standing at an appropriate level in her first college year or there would be no second one.
Sandra came away from the meeting in a state. She couldn’t believe that her father could be so cold and uncaring about her future. Though she never once put the blame on herself of course. She decided in her anger that she would show the bastard just what she could do and make him pay dearly for her future education. Little knowing that, that had been the plan of the adults all along. So, using her anger in a positive way she set out to change her life.
The teachers noticed the change in her work and behaviour at school right away. The only students that noticed the change were the boys that had to find another outlet for their sexual needs now that Sandra had decide that she was going to prove here father wrong she had no time for them. She did find herself masturbating more and more as the months moved on. Her mother did worry a little that her daughter might be pushing herself to hard and appeared to have no social life at all anymore. She did sleep better at night knowing she was safe.
Sandra was thrilled with herself when graduation came and she had reached her goal. All her father said was he was proud of her but she still had to prove that she could do it in collage also.
Her anger flared anew, as she contemplated how he could not see enough in her to appreciate just how well she could accomplish anything. Well, she would she him promised herself.
Of all the collages she had applied to, only one would accept her and it was over a hundred miles away from home. Sandra was pleased knowing that she would have to live in dorm she wouldn’t have to suffer her father’s snide remarks about falling into her old habits and wasting all his hard earned savings. Especially if she was living on her own so far from home. Every word, every time they looked at each other just made Sandra’s resolve to prove him wrong deeper and deeper.
This is how she found herself, at eighteen, on her own standing in the middle of an empty dorm room not knowing if she could live with person she had become. But knowing she had no choice if she wanted any kind of decent future for herself.
She surveyed the room slowly taking inventory. The walls were bare and painted a ghastly shade of a pastel yellow. Two single beds with drawers under them for storage, two desks, two lamps, two chairs and one window dividing the room in half with the early morn sun shining through ugly yellow curtains. At least the blinds looked decent and new.
Sandra turned quickly when she heard the door slam open to see what appeared to be a very young looking girl carrying two suitcases and a backpack over her shoulder. Thinking it must be her roommates younger sister she turned to place her own cases on one of the beds to make more room for people to move about. The other girl followed suit after kicking the door shut. Sandra just stared back.
“Don’t let looks deceive you,” the new girl snarled at her, “I’m nineteen and I don’t like people to assume that I’m a little kid.”
Sandra looked up at her roommate in shock, “I’m sorry,” she stammered, “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, it’s just you don’t look it.”
“Well seeing as you didn’t know I guess I can except your apology. As long as you accept mine. I’m just nervous about being here and I know that there’s probably going to be allot of odd looks from people that will assume the same as you.”
She smiled and held out her hand, “Let’s start over, I’m Kelly Dale, you must be Sandra Scott.”
“ Yes I am,” Replied Sandra taking the offered hand and felt Kelly’s gentle squeeze, “We certainly don’t need to start off on a bad note.
The next few hours they spent unpacking and chatting about each other’s lives up this new era they entering. Sandra thought to herself that at least she lucked out with Kelly. She didn’t seem to be a partier or wild, so at least she shouldn’t have to worry about any unwanted influences to interrupt her studying.
Kelly did seem shocked when she heard about Sandra’s plight to make to college, assuring her that she was there for an education herself and didn’t care for wild parties and such.
“Besides,” she stated with a giggle, “Guys don’t usually give me a second look. Not that I care, thank God.”
Sandra was a little startled by the way Kelly had just said what she did. The way she looked straight into her eyes as she did before turning back, to silently finish putting away her clothing. Sandra spent the next few minutes watching her. The girl was so plain looking, absolutely no make up and her long blonde hair was just straight and laid flat down her back. She was only about five feet tall, maybe eighty pounds soaking wet. She appeared flat chested in the baggy sweatshirt she wore and the loose jeans showed no femininity at all.
Sandra hadn’t realized how much she was staring at the girl until Kelly cleared her throat and she looked up to see her facing her with a smirk.
“You want go see when we can get something to eat?” Kelly asked.
“Sure I’m starved.”
It only took about a month for most of the guys to get the hint that Sandra was not going to give into their pleas for dates and started to leave her alone to study. Some of them went pretty elaborate means to catch her attention and though some of them almost made her wish that she had vowed not to get involved she didn’t relent.
Kelly laughed at her discomfort, repeating the rumours she’d heard around school about Sandra being everything from a stuck up frigid bitch to a total dyke. She also was a good enough friend to comfort and encourage Sandra when she was depressed or got upset at all the loose talk.
That wasn’t all of Sandra’s inner struggles. One she didn’t want too share with Kelly was the fact that masturbating wasn’t helping her very much. There was very little privacy in the dorm. First year students had to share the large bath and shower rooms. They were big enough to accommodate everyone comfortably, but there was no privacy. Sometimes at night she would lay awake softly stroking herself until she was sure Kelly was sleeping. When she thought it was safe, she became more aggressive in her manipulations. Several nights she had fallen asleep with her hand inside her panties after experiencing several orgasms.
Other things began to bother her too. Sandra caught herself looking at Kelly every chance she got when she change into her robe before showering and while she dried and changed afterwards. When they did chance to go for a shower at the same time, Sandra always took the stall facing Kelly’s. They were all open fronted and she pretended not to watch but she missed little.
That is what bothered her so. Sandra couldn’t understand the compulsion she had towards her roommate. It was something she never experienced before. She always thought of herself as a heterosexual and Kelly was even invading her masturbating fantasies. She even went so far as to go to an adult bookstore she and Kelly once saw on a shopping trip. She bought a large penis shaped dildo thinking she just needed something to remind her of what it was like to have a guy between her legs. The first time she used it, in the middle of her fantasy it became Kelly that was slipping the phallus in and out her as she orgasmed. Sandra spent a sleepless Friday night trying to figure out what it all meant.
Kelly was facing her own demons as well. Being physically underdeveloped, none of the boys ever wanted anything to do with her. Her only sexual experience was with a cousin and that turned her off of the male sex in general. It started innocently enough with a game of show and tell when he stood up and pulled her to her knees in front of him. She was still holding his penis and with one of his hands holding her wrist, forcing hers to slide up and down on it. He used his other hand to try and push her face towards it. Pleading her to put it in her mouth and suck on it. She was scared and tried to pull away but he was bigger and stronger. Then suddenly his penis spewed a thick, white sticky substance onto her face. Kelly felt revolted, at the time she had no knowledge about sexual things. It sprayed across her lips and into her mouth making her gag until she vomited onto his shoes. He pushed her away and started to yell at her for messing his pants and shoes. All Kelly remembers is runny home in tears and brushing her teeth several times before she felt the nausea diminish. That situation had made it easy for Kelly to ignore the boys as they ignored her.
It wasn’t until she met Sandra that first time in their room that she had actually felt any sexual attraction to another person. That day remained vivid in her memory as if it only happened moments ago. She looked through the partly opened door and watched as Sandra turned looking around. She looked helplessly lost and scared and so alone. She was very pretty with just a touch of make up around her blue eyes to show off the deepness in them. The curly blonde hair sparkled in the sunlight as it cascaded over her shoulders. Kelly’s breathe caught as she looked down at Sandra’s perfect hourglass figure. Her full breasts rose and fell with every forlorn sigh and her rounded hips gave Kelly an urge to want to squeeze and playfully slap them. She was amazed that for the first time in her life a sexual craving intruded upon her being and she remembered fighting off the urge to laugh at her thoughts.
Those thoughts ended quickly enough when Sandra first seemed to notice her and look that she gave Kelly did not impress her at all. Kelly’s first fleeting crush was dashed to pieces in a single glance.
