Fantasy Revisited Ch. 02: The Girls
With thanks to Jem, my Editor
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Part 1 - The Shower.
Jenny and Pru were late back to their dorm this Friday evening. Earlier in the day they had gone into the village for tea after the afternoon hockey practice and had whiled away more time than they realised in window shopping and chatter. Jenny rarely went home at weekends and Pru’s family were out of the country so she was confined to school until their return. The other pupils had left for the weekend and when the two girls walked through the silent school grounds as dusk was falling on this warm May evening the hustle and bustle of parents picking up their offspring had long since ended.
Most of the staff were also gone for the next two nights, leaving Mrs Briggs, the school nurse, as guardian until Sunday evening when everyone returned and the old school buildings came to life again. The nurse had merely nodded absentmindedly when Jenny had stuck a head round the door to say that she and Pru were back. Muttering a cheerful, “Goodnight dear, you behave yourselves and keep the noise down”, she had waved the girl away. Within seconds of Jenny pulling the door closed Mrs Briggs went back to staring at her television set. She would be entrenched on her sofa watching her soaps and making a significant hole in a bottle of Baileys Irish Cream for the rest of the night, so Jenny knew she and her friend would not be disturbed.
Delighted she wouldn’t be knocking around on her own again this Friday night Jenny had persuaded one of the older boys from St Mathew’s to buy a bottle of vodka from the off licence in the village for the her. A boozy girl’s night seemed just the thing! A few quick stops along the way to purchase orange juice and chips, which they shared as they walked back, and some chocolate bars for later and they were soon comfortably ensconced in their empty dorm again.
Jenny switched on the radio and looked around for some glasses to mix the drinks. Pru walked straight into the bathroom and, ignoring the harsh overhead strip light, she flicked on the soft muted lights over the mirrors instead before turning on the shower. It was unseasonably warm for early Spring and both girls were feeling tired and dusty and wanted to wash and get into their nighties before settling down to an evening of gossip and grooming.
Emptying out two big water beakers to use for their drinks Jenny filled them with the equivalent of triple vodkas and orange before following Pru into the bathroom to give her a glass. Pru had undressed and her slightly grubby uniform was already stuffed into the laundry bag in the corner. Jenny watched Pru remove her earrings and pull her long hair free from its neat bun and couldn’t help but notice certain similarities between herself and the younger girl. Both were fair although Jenny was a true light blonde while Pru’s hair was more honey-coloured. Pru’s eyes were green while Jenny’s were blue but both were striking with small neat arched brows. Pru was rather more rounded with a small waist and strong shapely legs while Jenny, apart from her large breasts, was generally lean and straight. The girls had similar face shapes and skin tones and both were the same height and, being objective, Jenny knew they were each extremely pretty.
Pru stood in her panties and camisole as Jenny handed her a glass and said with a grin, “Here’s to a couple of days of freedom and fun. Chin chin!!” Pru laughed and clinked her glass rather too enthusiastically against Jenny’s as they both counted, “One, two, three!” and knocked back as much of the liquid as they could. Neither of them wanted to lose the unspoken competition and so they swallowed frantically until the glasses were empty. Pru finished first and they both laughed, scrunching up their faces in mock disgust.
“Blimey Jen, are you sure there was enough vodka in that one!” Pru coughed, “My eyes are watering!”
Jenny giggled and started to remove her skirt and blouse as the shower hissed down and the small room filled with steam. “Oh stop being such a wuzz, go and make us another…. and turn the radio up!” She added loudly as Pru went off to get refills.
Unhooking her bra Jenny pulled off her socks and panties and threw all her clothes into the laundry bag before waving her hand under the shower to test the water. She frowned. It was still very warm now but she knew from experience that the hot water was only switched on for an hour on weekend evenings so she jumped in and let the soothing stream wash over her.
Pru turned up the music until it filled the bathroom and returned, carefully balancing two overfull glasses.
“The hot water won’t last so you had better hurry up and get in”, Jenny called.
Pru put the glasses down and hesitated. She was swaying a little and it was clear the vodka had already gone to her head despite the chips she had eaten. She steadied herself against the wash basin.
“Err.. it’s ok, just don’t be too long and I’ll get in straight after you.” Pru carefully turned and moved towards the door, intending to go and lie down on her bed for a few minutes. As she passed the shower Jenny reached out a hand dragging her into the cubical and under the water.
Pru cried out and started complaining half-heartedly. “Wait, I still have my undies on!” But her camisole and panties were immediately soaked.
Jenny was unapologetic. “Well take them off then,” she said, reaching for the bottom of Pru’s top and tugging it up over her friends arms. Both girls giggled as they tried to get the clinging wet cotton over Pru’s head. Once free of the camisole, Pru wriggled out of her panties and dropped both in a far corner of the shower.
Standing close together under the spray the girls let the water drench their long hair until it was sleek and moulded to their shoulders and across their breasts and arms. They began playfully pushing and shoving each other to get the best position before settling down to wash. Pru took the shampoo and squeezed a generous blob into Jenny’s hand before taking some for herself.
Jenny stood back a little and rubbed the camomile shampoo into her scalp. She quickly lathered and then moved back under the water to rinse. As the suds washed free of her long hair she caught the soapy water and started to rub it over her arms, chest and tummy. Pru found herself staring at Jenny’s full breasts, watching the small pink nipples harden as Jenny’s fingers stroked the soapy water over them. Suddenly flustered, Pru quickly looked away.
Pru concentrated on washing her own long tresses and thought about the differences between herself and her friend. Being naturally rather shy and cautious Pru knew she was an innocent compared to Jenny. Jenny had had boyfriends from St Mathew’s and was far more worldly in the ways of men and sex. Pru was fairly certain Jenny had a current boyfriend, although the other girl was being uncharacteristically reticent about discussing him.
Pru mused over some of the stories she had heard about Jenny over the 6 months she had been at the school. She admired her friends adventurous nature and envied the attention she seemed to command from the local boys. Pru herself had never been confident enough to respond to any of the boys who had shown an interest in her. She did not think she was particularly repressed but rather, was simply very unsure of her desirability. She didn’t really understand why she felt threatened by the intensity of the looks men sent her way, although she did feel a certain gratitude for them as they at least provided some validation that she was attractive.
Pru stepped under the hot spray to rinse her hair and looked at Jenny’s slim frame, knowing Jenny had never had the same doubts. She found her gaze wandering over Jenny’s firm body before falling on the mound between the older girls legs. She blinked when she saw that Jenny was hairless there. When she raised her eyes she discovered Jenny was watching her and, suddenly embarrassed, Pru turned away.
Jenny laughed, “You’re wondering why I’m bare aren’t you? I just like to shave. Well, I waxed the first time, one of the very few things my mother taught me. Don’t let anyone tell you it doesn’t hurt!” She grinned, “But It’s much more comfortable when you get used to it. And boys really like it.” She murmured conspiratorially.