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Ellen sighs heavily. “What happened a few minutes ago between you and me back in my room, it’s happened before. But only a few times. But that’s as far as it ever gone. I guess I gave one of them a hand job. He ruined one of my best wool skirts” She laughed softly

“A couple of guys in high school, and one guy here at Widley. I want to keep my virginity until I get married, that is until now. I want you, I know that now.” She moved close, and the subtle aroma of her perfume hung in the air.

Ellen’s discomfort was obvious. You doubted whether she’d ever discussed such thing with any of those other guys. Maybe a girl, maybe Amy, but not a guy. You felt better, and any jealousy that might have been lingering in your head quickly dissipated.

“I’m lucky.” you said in a solemn tone and took Ellen’s hand back in yours. “I’ll try to live up to what your giving me.”

Moving her face to yours, Ellen kisses you on the lips, and wraps her arms around you. Her soft full breast crush into your chest, and you embrace Ellen, holding and caressing her body. After a few moments she pulls away, but still grips you hand.

“We’re getting way too serious, kinda killing the mood.” she says pulling your towards the next flight of stairs, and down toward the lobby door.

“Yeah, just a little” you respond, watching Ellen’s tits bounce in the blue cheerleading sweater as she walks down the stairs. A petite girl with shoulder length, chestnut brown hair and oversize glasses perched on the bridge of her small nose approaches you and Ellen, heading up the staircase. She smiles pleasantly, her eyes meeting Ellen’s and then yours as she passes by you both.

“Hi, Ellen” She chirps. Her eyes are a deep brown, and she has dimples in her cheeks that you can see as she smiles pleasantly at you. She’s wearing a low cut, light blue halter top with thin spaghetti style straps and a short white skirt. Her feet are bare, and the nails at the end of her toes neatly manicured and polished. Around her left ankle she is wearing a delicate gold ankle bracelet.

“Hi, Lynn. This is Scott. I’m going show him the sites, and then we’ll be back a little later. Maybe we’ll stop by your room. Ok?” Ellen says looking back over her shoulder at the other girl. Lynn nods vigorously, tossing her hair, and jiggling her bust in the tight fitting halter.

“Sure, I’m not sure I’ll be there, but we’ll probably see each other this weekend. You two have fun, just be careful” The brunette giggles and hurries up the stairs.

“Lynn’s a very nice girl. I’m sure you’d love her. She likes almost everybody, and she loves to party. More than anybody.” Ellen says as she pushes the lobby door open, and leads you through it. The hallway is brightly lit, and now too far away you can see a very attractive redhead looking and various posting on a large bulletin board. A flash of recognition and affection flashes over Ellen’s face.

“Hey, Ames. I glad we saw you before we headed out.” The redhead turns, facing you both as Ellen lets go of your hand.

“God, I’m so sorry you guys. I didn’t mean to walk in on you like that. I mean, unless I was going to join you, that is” Amy smirks, and her eyes study you before returning to Ellen.

“Amy, you know I’ve walked in on you more than once.” Ellen answers, paying no attention to her roommate’s provocative remark.

“Seriously, I’m sorry” Amy says her pale, freckled skin flushing pink with embarrassment.

“Ellen took Amy in her arms and gave her a quick squeeze, as her redheaded roommate returned the embrace. Amy’s dressed in faded jeans that hug her hips and pleasantly smooth, round ass. She flashes a toothy grin, and says hi. “Glad to finally meet you. Ellen talks about you all the time. Now I’ll get to see what all the talk is about.“ Her wavy red hair cascades down to the middle of her back, and her emerald green blouse complements her green eyes. Its also sheer over her shoulders and arms, as well as a decent expanse of her cleavage. The rest of the blouse is a silk like material that shimmers in the light of the hall.

“I hope I live up to expectations” You countered, as Amy’s emerald eyes locked on yours. Studying, assessing. Reaching out to shake her hand, you notice now that her other hand is filled with a small stack of red eight and a half by eleven announcements for a student group that she’d posted.

“Bound for Glory” was the bold heading at the top of the announcement. Just below the heading it said “ A group for adventurous and unique girls/boys who enjoy each others company and interests” Time and date followed alone with a fuzzy picture of a group of about ten girls dressed in dark colored dresses or skirts and blouses. Among the girls in the poor quality picture you thought you could make out both Ellen and Amy, as well as the brunette you’d met earlier on the stairs, Lynn. Glancing over at the bulletin board, you see posting for various groups, sports clubs, and pro life, gay alliance and photography club, among others.

What exactly what was it this group did? It seemed pretty vague to you. On the other hand, the raging hard on in your pants was crying for attention.