A confused Cathy wakes up.

“What happened, I remember coming down here for something, and now,…where am I?” Cathy spoke slowly, and she was not the firebrand she had been before getting knocked ****. She looked around the room, and then at you, and then Ellen.

“You’re in my dorm room, you passed out in the hallway, remember?” As she sat up slowly, Cathy pulled the corner of Amy’s bedspread to her face, and used it to pat herself dry. Briefly, she passed the bedspread over her neck, throat, and the gentle swell of her cleavage, before dropping it back to the bed.

“I remember you, and Amy. Do you remember why I was coming to see you? And who are you?” Cathy asked. Her pale blue eyes were wide and innocent looking. Ellen looked at you with a notable expression of relief, and gave you a quick wink of her eye.

“That’s Scott. He just moved into Bergstrom Hall, he’s a transfer from State.”

“Hi, you’re kinda cute, “ Cathy flirted. “Ellen and Amy are sort of a couple, so if think you’re going to get into her panties, I don’t think its gonna happen,” the blonde resident assistant stood, and then wavered a bit before steadying herself. She gave Ellen a snide look, and bending over, picked up her pumps off the floor, and walked over to the door.

“I suppose I should thank for waking me up, I don’t know what happened,” pulling the door open, Cathy turned back to face you and Ellen, who stepped to the door, just behind Cathy.

“Remember, Ellen no boys in the room after seven,” and then Cathy stepped in close to you, so close, you could feel her breath on your face. The top of her wet blouse was plastered to her breasts, and the cotton fabric was nearly transparent.

“And hey, if you get tired of being cockblocked by the innocent lezie girl here, come down and visit me, I always like to make new friends.” With a quick about face, Cathy turned around and padded out of the room, as Ellen shut the door behind her.

“I’m so glad so woke up. And even happier that she forgot why she was down here. Too bad she’s still a bitch.” Ellen said as she pulled a clean bedspread from her closet shelf, and the removing the wet one from Amy’s bed, substituted it. It was a checkered pattern with pink and navy blue squares.

"So why'd she accuse you of being gay?" You ask.

The door swung open once more, and Ellen’s roommate Amy stepped into the room, wrapped in the beach towel that Ellen had given her when she’d dropped the smaller towel in surprise, revealing her slim, sexy body.

“I passed Cathy in the hallway, she had a dazed look on her face, and her shirt was wet, you guys know what happened?” Amy asked as she stepped over to her dresser, and pulled open the top drawer. The drawer was filled with a variety of bras and panties of different styles, fabrics and cuts, and well as socks, thigh high stockings, and pantyhose. The redhead stood in front of the drawer, with her arms akimbo, making a decision as to what to wear, and waiting for the news regarding Cathy.