A tall redhead

As I open my door I am greeted by the view of a tall girl, her face obscured by a pile of boxes, fumbling with a key trying to fit into the lock. I offer to help, reaching for the key. "Here let me get that for you."

The tall girl answers, "Thanks, I was afraid I was going to drop everything."

The door swung open to reveal a room just like mine, and she staggered in and dumped her load of suitcases and boxes on the bed. As she dropped the boxes I could see she was a very pretty red head. "Hi, my name is June Reynolds; I am from Chicago, in the US."

I answered her, "My name is Lucy Matthews, and it looks like we are going to be hall mates. I already unpacked so I can help you if you want."

"Well why don't you let me handle the unpacking, and just sit and chat with me. We can get to know each other better. I see you already changed into the school uniform, it is kind of odd isn't it?"

I answered her, "Yeah, I thought it was kind of odd for a school uniform also, but who cares as long as everyone is wearing it." We continued to chat for a while and she soon had her clothes, books, and personal effects stashed in the dresser and cupboards of the small room. She then surprised me by slipping off her tight t-shirt, to change. I tried not to stare at her perfect breasts, they were not huge, maybe orange sized, but they were so firm they drooped not at all even though she was not wearing a bra. Her nipples were small, bright pink, and surrounded by small perfectly round aureoles. She was tall, pretty and had perfect breasts. I should hate her, but I was already starting to like June.

She started talking. "I hope you don't mind me changing, I just thought that I should get into the uniform too."

"Oh, no problem," I said to her. I had to admit that while the uniform looked good on my voluptuous young body, June's fit her perfectly. She had to be one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. I noticed her pubic hair was as red as her hair when she shimmied off her black panties to put on the school issue white ones.

"Well how do I look," she said to me when she finished dressing in the identical clothes to the ones I was wearing.

"I think you look perfect. If there were any guys at this school they would be drooling at the sight of you."

"Well, remind me to tell you why I am at an all girl's school some time. What do you feel like doing now?" she asked me.

I thought for a moment and said, "Well we can check out the rest of the grounds, go to meet some of the other girls, or just stay here and get to know each other better.