AMANDA TAKES CHARGE

Leading Chloe by her hand, Amanda led her around the college which seemed to be a myriad of corridors, staircases and rooms. It was all a blur to Chloe. She was unable to take it all in and Amanda did not allow her many opportunities to ask questions.

The main impression Chloe formed that wherever they went and whichever rooms they entered, they were all occupied by beautiful girls, approximately of her own age. Some said hi to her but most did no more than to give her a cursory glance before continuing with whatever they were doing, which seemed largely to be chatting to other girls. But what made Chloe’s eyes open wide was the fact that the majority of them were practically naked, wearing little more than provocative, sexy, lingerie, making Chloe’s heart beat fast. They were like figments of her imagination. The girls she dreamt of.

She wondered why the girls were permitted to dress as they were and why they were not involved in lessons or private studies. Admittedly there were what appeared to be teachers with some of the girls but, given that they too were hardly dressed appropriately to be teachers and were quite openly fondling and kissing, causing the girls to moan and squirm, it was hardly surprising that lessons were the last thing on their minds.

Eventually, after a whistle stop tour which had amazed, embarrassed, excited and confused Chloe, Amanda opened a door into what was quite evidently a bedroom, dragged Chloe inside, slammed the door shut behind her and then unceremoniously pushed the bemused girl back onto the bed.

Standing in front of her, smirking down at the girl sprawled over her bed, she purred, “and this is my room. Now, what do you think I should do with you?”

WHAT’S NEXT?