Author Note: I have a few ideas for upcoming chapters, Sandy taking Jen home for Thanksgiving, spring break with the girls and what if Sandy was to run into someone else who was activated? This chapter we meet one of the girls' neighbor Jo Clark.
Monday morning and again I'm up around 7am, completely awake and full of energy. I get up and look over at Jen, she took my advice and she managed her hair before going to sleep. Me laptop comes online and I check my mail, I should get word about the assignments I submitted this weekend today and tomorrow, some of this is going to go into the vacation fund. I was serious, I'm going to figure out someplace for spring break and bring Jen along, we are going to have so much fun and probably a lot of sex.
Some of the computer parts should come in this week too, the tracking number for the new monitors I bought first says they will be at the mailroom today. Oh, and the new sheets that Jen ordered will also come in it seems, won't cut down on the laundry but at least it won't be as urgent when someone gets frisky.
I turn and look at Jen sleeping, tempting but I will let her sleep. Heck, about 12 hours ago I was rolling around in my bra and panties on the bed with Tom and finished with a blowjob. I get a little warm feeling recalling that.
I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, wow, it looks like I spent 20 minutes doing make-up, something I haven't used any in weeks. I start to think back to high school and I was almost a different person. I was a lot like Jen back then, I was a shy girl and loved math so much I was going to be an accountant. I know, so exciting. I didn't do much with my hair and makeup, I wasn't exactly beating the boys off with a stick. I had one short-term boyfriend, basically a prom date and a few weeks after that and nothing physical beyond kissing. I liked action movies and science fiction, both Star Wars and Star Trek. I had a few friends but nobody solid, nobody I could talk to on end about things.
The summer before college I decided I would do a little makeover, nothing like my little nanite friends delivered, I got a decent hairstyle, and clothes. One of the reasons it was good I was paired up with Jen that first year was I knew exactly where she was, she was me in high school. I wouldn't push her but I would be around to help her socialize. In the last year Jen became the best friend I never had growing up, we became very close before we became very, very close.
Getting Jen and myself to break out of our shells as a project, well I didn't do so well with that, we're in our third year and I haven't been to a single campus party myself. I did date, had 2 boyfriends the first year and lost my virginity with the first one, a mistake because he became a bit of a jerk after that, the second guy was ok but not a keeper, at least he didn't change how he treated me after the sex. The second one is where I first tried blowjobs, it is hard to imagine now but I didn't like them one bit, my jaw hurt and it was so messy. Last night I was really excited to go down on Tom, the echogasim was a nice bonus. I think that is one of the best parts of sex now, the echogasim, which I coined. They are never the same and seem to relate somewhat to the orgasm that triggered it. I haven't figured out how it works exactly, some sort of message that jumps from the nervous system of one person to the next?
The echogasim may be one of the best things for women, no more men who finish first and fall asleep leaving you to finish the job on your own. We know that it works on people who are not activated since it hit Alex the night, he taught me anal. I space out and start to remember that night, it is vivid in my mind. I think my memory is improved but certainly not the eidetic memory from movies and TV. Maybe not, it is hard to tell with it, I do keep forgetting my panties and I've just about given up on the bra. At some point I'm going to be out somewhere and get worked up, showing it to everyone who looks at my tits.
Thinking of tits, I'm trying to figure out if any other words are now in a special place in my vocabulary, so far it seems like that is the only one.
I hear an email notification, breaking me out of my thoughts. Mom is emailing me she wants to facetime. Looking down I am at least wearing a t-shirt, although that is it. I think I'll call her now; I don't think I have even talked to her since the change.
I grab my phone, thinking maybe I'll put money aside for a new one, lots of big changes. The phone starts ringing and the first time nobody picked up. I try again, this happens with Mom, she emails me and then when I call her back the phone was put down a room away. This time I'm a little more successful. "Hi Mom, how are things back home?"
"Oh, my goodness, I have a daughter!"
"You have 2 daughters and a son I might remind you."
"Well, I hear from Betsy and Michael every day."
And she wonders why I'm not calling, "They are still in high school at home with you, I'd think it would be impossible not to talk to them daily."
"Good point. Well, when they ask how their big sister is doing, what do I tell them?"
"I'm doing fine here, I do have some news", there is some rustling in back of me, "I changed major." I can see she is trying to hold back a reaction, worried I am taking advanced basket-weaving or something. "Don't worry mom, I just shifted to computer sciences, I realized I'm really, really good at it. I'm still going to minor in accounting."
Jen gets up and looks over my shoulder, "Hi Mrs. Card!"
"Jen dear, how are you doing?"
"I'm doing good here and taking care of my bestie", Jen puts her arms around me for a hug. I matched her goofy smile; she really is my best friend in the whole world.
"I was going to ask you Jen, if you are not going back to Arizona for Thanksgiving, do you want to come back here with Jen for that week?" Well, that could be really interesting.
"Awww, let me check but I think that would work out, I was going to just hang around the dorm that week otherwise."
I'm feeling a little left out of the conversation, although Jen is still hugging me from behind and I can't get the thought of her tits pressing against my back out of my head. "Mom, I have to get going, need to get ready for class. I will email you about Thanksgiving when we get closer to it."
Sensing I was about to close the call Mom, "Ok dear, anything else going on you need to tell me about? Anyone you are dating?"
"Mom! I'm not going into that with you."
"I just wanted to know if anyone other than Jen is coming home for the holiday."
Oh, she's fishing to see if I have anyone serious, I like Tom but we're nowhere near, bring home to meet the parents, close yet. "No Mom, that's it. Only major news is my change in major. I love you, send my love to Dad, Betsy and Mike. See you soon."
"I love you dear." I close the call.
Jen reaches around and gives me a kiss, "I love your mom."
"You know if you come to visit, we're going to have to avoid some of the crazy sex stuff, no asking me to see my tits because we know how that ends."
"I will behave", although not till we head home I guess because she starts feeling up my tits through the shirt.
Monday is uneventful, 2 classes and a visit to the mail room with Jen. I think I could probably have carried everything but the new monitors are bulky, best to have help. "What did you get again Sandy?"
"Two curved 30-inch monitors and a 24 I will swivel so I can look at the code I'm writing, they are for my new system.
"Were you always such an adorable geek?" As we walked back to the elevators.
