I guess I'll begin at the beginning. Natalya blew me away from the day I first laid eyes on her. I was immediately struck by her beauty. I was moving into my dorm room, looked up and saw her: 5'6" with smooth brown skin, long black hair, wonderful long legs, thin waist, full round hips and a wonderful ass (I love asses). She smiled at me with those beautiful lips and gorgeous teeth and I almost tripped over my suitcase!
But, there was a problem, I didn't even know if she was gay. It seems that all the girls I like are straight. So, I was a little worried about approaching her. For the first month of school, I barely saw her. Or schedules were so different that I only saw her passing. I did my best to make sure she saw me smile when we passed; I hoped that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
One day, as I was coming back to my room, I noticed her struggling with more than a few bags, so I offered a hand. She looked up with the warmest smile and accepted. When she gave me one of the bags, our hands touched and she looked shyly into my eyes and looked down quickly. On the way up the elevator we talked about the weather (how clichΓ©). When we got to her room, I said "Oh, I don't believe I've actually introduced myself, I'm Shanice."
"Hello, Shanice, I'm Natalya."
There was a small moment of silence and she opened her door so that we could put down the bags. Once we got inside, she pushed me up against the door and kissed me. She broke the kiss and said, "Sorry, but the shy approach wasn't working."