My name is Yasmin Scott and it was my first day of college.
I walked through the grand stone entrance to the college and looked around at my future, all I had was two suitcases and my old friend Lucy by my side, I felt the nerves flutter like butterflies inside my stomach. Lucy turned to me and said "so where are you staying?" I looked at the piece of paper in my hand and it said in bold letters, 'Yasmin Scott, Sennen Johnstone, Building 12, Room 202.'
I turned back to Lucy, "over in building 12"
"aww that sucks I'm in Building 6, over the other side of the campus" she replied "well I'll catch up with you later" and after a quick hug she turned and walked off.
As I walked across the campus the nerves left me a little bit, I am 5 feet 5 inches and have 34D breasts on a curvy body, and with my blonde hair and blue eyes I was drawing, much to my pleasure, a lot of male attention.
I finally made it over to building 12 and climbed the stairs to my room, I paused outside my door and glanced at the slip of paper in my hand, what was protocol here? Did I knock on my own door? Eventually I decided to stop being such a baby and pushed open the door to my new home, and almost passed out with shock.
Standing at the end of one of the two beds was the girl I took to be Sennen Johnstone. She was about 5 foot 7 and I'd guess she was a 32C, she had the perfect body, slim and tall, with tattoos of swallows on her hip, and her hair was a shiny raven colour, and when she looked up I was pierced by her Hazel eyes. And I knew all of this because she was in just her underwear.
I instantly stammered some apology and tried to turn out the door, but she just walked up to me, unclothed as she was, and shook my hand,
"you must be Yasmin? I'm Sennen." her voice was clear and high.
"Err hi, yer I am" I managed to finally get out, then Sennen just looked down at herself and went back to the bed, and her clothes, making some comment about her only just arriving and it being colder up north. And with my cheeks blazing red I started to unpack my stuff.
That evening I got to know Sennen really well and she seems like a really nice person, and as we had talked long into the evening I was glad to finally get into my bed. But just as I was starting to fall asleep I heard a rustling next to me, accompanied by the occasional small moan. Of course I was embarrassed beyond believe and promptly rolled over and covered my ears until I finally drifted off to sleep.
The next morning was more hectic than I could of imagined, tours of the campus and learning my way around dominated my morning, and by the time I plonked myself down in the cafeteria I was so tired I didn't even realise my friend Lucy sit down beside me.
"OMG I have been doing some digging and you are going to looove what I found out."
I gave Lucy a despairing look, she was always one to gossip,
"I overheard some people talking about some Sennen Johnstone girl yesterday, and I thought to myself, hang on isn't that Yasmins roomie? So I decided to listen in and you will never guess what I found out!"
I had kind of zoned out of Lucy chatter by now but her next words snapped me out of my reverie.
"She's a dyke! Like proper full on apparently!"
I just stared at Lucy in mute disbelief, I know Sennen came across as a bit crazy, but as a lesbian? No way. I turned to question Lucy further but she had already jumped up and was probably running off to divulge this new piece of gossip to someone else.
That whole afternoon I couldn't stop thinking about what Lucy had told me, and even Sennen said I was more reserved that evening.
But it wasn't until I was in bed that night that things got weird again. Again I heard those tell tale noises from the bed only a few feet from mine, but instead of just rolling over, I listened. The rustling was getting faster and the moans getting loader, until there was a long shuddering breath and then silence. I felt my own hand then slide down my body until I came to my soaking wet panties. I quickly snatched my hand away and rolled over. I was going to have to ask Sennen some very serious questions in the morning to sort my own head out.