This story does not directly follow the A Gift Amongst Friends storyline, but will make at least one major reference to the third chapter in that series. Although I hope this is able to stand up as an enjoyable tale on its own, you may want to consider checking out the AGAF series. It will help to put things in context.
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She rolled around in her bed, restless. She shifted to her left side, then several minutes later to her right. Things seemed to be going well on her back, and Jess could feel herself slowly drifting off to sleep.
However, just as she was starting to relax, the image crept back into her mind. She closed her eyes, but it seemed to be tattooed on the back of her eyelids.
Even when exhaustion finally overtook her, the memory penetrated her dreams. She was back in the hallway, but she could not remember why she was there. On either side, the walls were lined with doors that went on and on. She was all alone, but she felt like she was being watched. She turned, but there was nobody there.
A door opened behind her, as it had many times before, in many dreams before. Jess looked and saw her emerge.
Melissa? No. Amanda? No...Mandy. Her name is Mandy.
Jess always struggled with her name, but she had seen the girl enough times to recognize her face. They lived in the same wing of the dormitory, and Jess had seen her around the common rooms many times before.
Like so many dreams before, Mandy emerged from one of the doors, the hallway behind her fading into obscurity. The first thing Jess noticed was her breast. The girl's top was pulled down on one side, and Jess could clearly see her large pink nipple. Her skin glistened from the semen that ran from her face to her chest. She was drunk. In the dreams, just as in real life, Jess could clearly tell that she was drunk. As quickly as it had begun, the girl was gone, and Jess was alone once again.
She awoke the next morning, unsure of what to make of her dreams. Several days had passed since she had accidentally witnessed Mandy's debauchery, but the image of her exposed neighbor, dripping with cum, was burned into her brain. She had passed Mandy in the hall several times since then, but as per usual, Mandy never so much as gave her a second look.
I don't think she even remembers seeing me that night. She was too drunk.
But Jess certainly remembered.
"Wow, what a slut," Raven had responded when Jess told her about the incident. "I can't believe she would do that. You should see if you can get her kicked out of residence."
That seems like a bit of an overreaction,
Jess thought.
Her friend continued, still outraged. "At least the school year is almost over so you might not ever see her again. I bet she's failing all her classes and won't even be back next year."
Raven was one of Jess' more conservative friends that she had met in her economics class. The daughter of a Black minister, Raven had grown up in a strict religious household. Jess was not at all surprised by the angered response.
While Jess was less religious than her classmate, the two girls shared much in common. They were both quiet and shy, preferring to stay in on the weekends rather than go out to the clubs. They enjoyed reading, watched the same television shows, and shared a similar distaste for other people.
The two girls were of a similar height, with Jess at 5'4" and Raven only an inch shorter. Jess certainly had a much more bookish look, slender and freckled, with curled auburn hair and glasses, whereas Raven's dark complexion and wider figure made the two girls stand apart as clearly as night and day.
"I don't know," Jess replied. "I heard she's on the dean's list. Anyway, it's not like it's a big deal. It was just sort of a surprise to turn around and see her like that."
"Well, she can't be all that smart if she's walking around the building, half-naked and covered in...ugh" Raven made a disgusted face, leaving her sentence unfinished. "One way or another, she's a slut."
That didn't quite sit right with Jess, but she had learned long ago that there was no point in arguing with Raven. When she was passionate about an issue, it no longer mattered whether she was right. The last time they had strongly disagreed on something, Raven had been bitchy about it for days afterward, and Jess had feared that the friendship would never recover. Instead, she dropped the subject. Jess didn't disagree that Mandy was a skank, but she certainly didn't feel so hateful about something that was none of her concern.
Raven had been in a relationship with her current boyfriend since high school, and he had recently proposed to her during the Christmas break. However, Jess suspected that Raven was still a virgin. As far as she could tell, the couple was never more physical than kissing or holding hands.
Jess, on the other hand, did not have much interest in boys. She was by no means a lesbian—she was merely tired of the dating game and had decided to take a break.
They're only after one thing,
she had told herself after her last date, almost a year ago.
She had tried sex a few times with a couple of different guys. It was enjoyable, but the guys had always finished far too quickly for her to really appreciate the experience.
For the time being, I can do without it.
Besides, with her books and movies, she didn't really need a guy.
"Oh," Raven exclaimed, changing the topic, "I got my shift switched at work, so I can come with you to the concert on Friday."
Jess lit up. "Really? That's awesome!"
Jess had been excited for weeks about an upcoming rock concert on campus. The event was going to be huge, with one of her favorite bands headlining. She didn't think that Raven would be able to make it with her, but she was glad to hear about the change. Jess was fortunate enough to have parents that were able to pay for her university, but her friend was not so lucky. Raven was forced to work part-time as a waitress, typically eating up a lot of her free time.
The two girls hung out in Jess' dorm room and made plans for the concert for another half hour before Raven had to leave for her dance class.
