Goddamnit! How do they always manage to make the lectures room colder than the outside
, Penny looked around the large dark room, spying out several radiators hidden along the walls, covered in so much dust that it looked they hadn't been touched since they first built this place.
Typical
she thought. Disregarding the thought and wrapping her arms around herself, she turned her attention to the students occupying the numerous seats, most of them were wearing something vaguely warm clothes, a die hard few were trying to wear clothes so cool that that might end up as icicles as the day wore on, a few smart ones were still wearing their thick outside coats. As her eyes roamed around the room they finally came to rest on one particular student sitting a few rows in front, they always came to rest on this particular one; her hair was red, dark and light, it shifted beautifully as she moved in her seat. Her skin was soft and gorgeously white, like alabaster, but full of the glow of someone with life, the curves of her body weren't hidden by the warm clothes she was wearing, and the long skirt she wore sat enticingly on her crossed legs.
Penny pondered thoughtfully as she watched the girl, wondering if her nipple were as hard and cold as her own, as she thought this, she reached up and felt them through her top, a sudden rush going through her body, and almost without realising began to rub them, send more jolts of electric pleasure up her spine, just as her fingers began to clasp them, pinching them slightly someone elbowed her in the side and jolted her out of her fantasy.
"Hey babe, I know you're clearly enjoying yourself there, but I think others might start getting a little jealous if you start moaning a bit louder." Her friends Joyce looked at her, her eyes shining mischievously, that ever present smile on her friend's lips. Penny blushed and removed her hands, wrapping them around herself again.
"I was moaning?" She could feel her cheeks beginning to burn, Joyce nodded.
"A little, I thought I might stop you before people couldn't here the lecture any more." Joyce's smile turned into a wide grin now as Penny tried to become a turtle, withdrawing into the scarf around her neck, "So let me guess what got you started in dreamworld, your little crush over there?' Joyce's head jerked in the direction of the red haired girl. Penny nodded but said nothing.
"You badly need to ask her out. Promise to ask her out after this lecture or I will shout it out right now, you know I will." Penny blanched, if there was one thing Joyce was not, it was afraid of being publicly embarrassed, once a year she would climb the roof of the city hall and start singing to the passers by; she was completely tone deaf, but she was so confident that it had now become a town tradition.
"Fine! Fine I will, I promise!" Penny hissed hurriedly as Joyce begin to open her mouth, satisfied her friend sat back into the chair, "You are such a bitch sometimes" Penny said, although it was hard to keep the smile off her face too.
"You love it."
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The lights turned, and the professor at the podium bade them a good day, there was a chorus of yawns and stretching of frozen limbs as many of the students awoke from their half-sleep and began filing towards the door. Some had gathered in pockets of social meetings, while others went to talk to the professor about his lecture, plainly riveted by what they had heard. Penny looked down the stairs a few feet from her and saw the red haired student making her way out the door, as they got out into the crisp afternoon air Penny turned and looked to her friend, a pleading look on her face, Joyce smiled and held up a hand as if she had an idea, when suddenly she reached forward and pushed Penny forward, sending her flying into the red haired one, both of them now sprawled on the ground, in a hole as students tried to get past without tripping over them, or as Penny noticed later, without offering to help.
"Oh god! I'm so sorry, I must have...tripped," She said lamely, shooting a dirty look at Joyce who grinned and just puckered her lips jokingly, "Here let me help with your things, I'm so sorry again." The girl smiled at her and Penny felt her heart skip a beat at that beautiful smile, stunned for a moment that she forgot she was helping to pick up the floor strewn books.
"It's really no problem, it's not like you did it on purpose, and I should be able to walk myself to the emergency room from here." Putting the last book back in the bag they slowly stood up together, the red haired girl brushing hair out her eyes, Penny mirrored the action with her own blonde hair.
"I'm Penny, I really hope you're ok."
"Hi, my name is Sonja." She held out a hand with beautifully manicured red nails on it, Penny took it and felt a rush of warmth flow down between her thighs as she held the soft hand in hers.
"Sonja. Umm, listen to make up for this we were just going to head to to the cafΓ© around the corner, Ronso's, to meet some friends for some lunch, do you want to join us?" Sonja smiled another radiant smile.
"I'd like that very much." The three of them then turned to walk down the quad, to the university entrance gates. Penny looked to her side at the beautiful woman walking with her and then turned to Joyce and then mouthed the words
Thank you....you bitch
.
It was a cold winter afternoon, some snow that hadn't finished melting still lay in drifts on the pavement. The sun was shining in the cloudless sky, making everything seem brighter than usual, but the air was still crisp and cold, bringing a red tinge to cheeks.
As the three women stepped into the crowded cafΓ© a wave of hot air assaulted them and caused them to immediately shed their coats in an effort to avoid melting in the heat, looking around for a second in order to find their expecting friends, Penny looked over at Sonja, enjoying being able to look at her fully now, instead of behind while she was sat down, she was few inches shorter than herself, which was saying a lot since Penny was also slightly less than average height, but her figure was still breathtaking, her breasts large and full, though hidden away from sight by the thick shirt she was wearing, however a small pendant hanging from a necklace hung invitingly between them, Penny looked down further, wishing that she could runs her hands all over Sonja's hips and butt; but she was once again shaken from her revelry by Joyce, exclaiming that she had seen their friends. Penny sighed inwardly but looked towards the table where her friend now pointed. At a small table in a crowded corner sat two guys and another girl, who waved happily at them, signalling them to come over.