Of course she does not, but you get a different surprise

You do have a tendency to get yourself nervous where there is no risk. You have read and re-read every line of every regulation, checked and double checked every item you packed. Nylah's inspection is over before you know it, with nothing to worry about. She still has to perform a body and cavity search on you but at least you know she will not find anything untoward there, humiliating as the procedure might be.

Nylah runs her palms all over you causing an understandable tingling and then helps you put some of your clothes into the wardrobe to free up the space on the bed and you climb onto it. Strangely enough, ass up and legs spread, you feel safer than when she was just going through your clothing. Nylah pushes two well-lubed fingers up your pussy pretty much the moment you are ready. After wriggling them around a few times to your humiliation and delight both, she applies more lubricant and pushes them (with more effort now) into your puckering butt hole and does the same. And that's how your official move-in ends.

Nylah washes her hands, assures you again that she is there to be contacted if you need any help at all or just want to talk to someone. She also points out a few parts of your schedule that you (and your bottom especially) cannot afford to miss. As you are joining the university from the second semester of the year, the schedule will be a bit tighter than that of the usual entrants, but it is perfectly manageable. You notice you are perfectly comfortably talking to her fully nude; sure, you have experience of much more public exposure already but you still cautiously congratulate yourself on adjusting to uni life so easily. Nylah starts to say her goodbyes when there is a knock on your door. You look around for something to put on, but Nylah shakes her head. "Don't bother" she says. "Probably just a new neighbour coming to say hi, you'll see each other like this plenty". Feeling a lot less confident than just moments ago, you nonetheless obey and walk to the door to open it... And reveal your younger cousin.

"Layla!", you exclaim. She is wearing the attire of a first-year student (which is to say she is dressed almost normally by any standard) and her smile seems wider than her face. "Jenna!" she nearly squeals. "Surprise, sis!" And so it is. You want to know what is she doing here and you want to put something on in front of the younger girl who has always been more like a sister to you, but you hug her and drag her in first, then make the introductions. "Lovely to meet you, Miss" Layla tells Nylah. "Please be strict with my big sister, she needs it!" The little brat (well, she is taller than you, but you just think of her that way) giggles. With a smile Nylah assures her she will not allow you or anyone else to cross any lines and that she was just leaving anyway. Another round of polite goodbyes later the two of you are alone.

"Oh, forget the clothes, sis, I've seen you naked before!" Layla pouts as you grab the first thing you see. "Plus, aren't postgrads supposed to be like all humble and all?" Defeated, you put the garment back down. "Fine, fine. So what are you doing here? Your uni is across the city, did you get lost that badly?", you ask. Grinning, and not exactly being shy about where she is looking, your cousin tells you that almost immediately after she enrolled several most prominent academics meant to teach her course took an offer here instead. As she barely had any credits to her name after one semester, the transfer was a piece of cake; she settled in a couple of days ago but already has been all around the campus. She did not want to tell you anything at all, though, because she knew it is a massive decision for you involving work and other things and she did not want to influence your mind. But here you are now, studying in the same place. If not quite by the same rules (that last part you add in your mind yourself).

"I'll help you sort your stuff but then I'll get out of your hair if you don't want me", she says. "I guess you'll want to meet the new people, we can meet up again later!" You suppose she is right but the offer of help is welcome. You are done getting your possessions sorted in no time, Layla actually remembers how you like to sort things. She then smacks your butt and tells you to get social. You hug each other again and she slips out. You are happy to know you will be seeing each other a lot more often, of course... but having your cousin in the same campus was not quite what you had in mind when you were rewriting university rules. And of course you have to consider that while she will support you in everything that matters, Layla always did have a tendency to make your life much more troubled than necessary in smaller ways. Well, you will have to wait and see.

In the meanwhile, you need to go over the events schedule again and take Layla’s advice and meet your new neighbours too. You even consider going out like you are for a moment, but change your mind. There will be plenty of time for everyone to see all of you. No need to rush it.