Allison and Stephen

Your first class of the day drags by. You daydream through most of it, jotting down the occasional note. At one point you hear your phone blip indicating an incoming text. Probably Elsie. You look at your phone and bring it up. It was from Fiona, you couldn't remember the last time she texted you. What you see is both shocking and confusing.

She had sent you a GIF of two nude men in black gimp masks, the only other thing visible was a plain brick wall in the background. Angry pink welts could be seen across their pale flesh. It was a grainy gay sex scene, one guy giving it to the other from behind. Then the end of the looped GIF cuts to the one guy blasting his wad over the other's masked face, the one getting the facial had an open mouth gag forcing his lips in a wide O. Half of the guy's load gets deposited straight into the held open mouth while the other half paints the masked face. With a blush you close it in a flash. You look around to see if anyone else had seen it, no one had. What the fuck was Fiona sending you gay porn GIF's for? Was this her idea of a joke?

After class you head to a nearby cafeteria for lunch. The same guy from yesterday spots you once more and once more tries to hit on you. You were flattered of course but you politely brush him off. You get the Spanish rice with chicken and black beans with a side of broccoli and take a place by yourself beside one of the big glass windows that look out over the quad. Students and faculty were bustling here and there, a group near the middle were playing Frisbee. Just another day like any other.

Just then someone pulls a chair and sits across from you. Looking up you see it is Stephen. He avoids eye contact, not from embarrassment but from shame. He sets down his tray, burger and fries, and sits there quietly for a moment. You weren't sure what to say to him. You were still furious with him that he just stood by and watched, but the fact he was here sitting with you meant something.

He finally forces himself to speak. "Um...I'm...sorry..." Each word was a struggle for him. "I...it wasn't right..."

You watch him squirm and shift. Your friendship with Stephen was one of fun and goofing off, these sorts of serious discussions rarely came up. You give him time and space to collect his words. It is then you notice Allison was also there, she was just sitting down on the other side of the room with a group of classmates. She notices you and sort of freezes in spot. She sits for a few moments not looking at you but not interacting with her friends either. Finally she excuses herself and makes her way over to you.

You give her an angry glare as she approaches.

She says in a soft voice. "You look nice today Jesse. Really nice."

You grumble. "What do you want?" You hadn't expected to meet either of these two yet, but here they were.

She comes around and sits beside you. "Jesse, please believe me. I never expected that to happen yesterday. Not to that level..."

You continue to glare. "No, you just wanted them to strip me. To humiliate me."

Her head bows, you were right and she knew it. "Yeah...yeah that was the plan. I...I just felt so... I was so embarrassed when you showed up like you did. I wanted to get back at you. I was so wrong. So so wrong." She swallows hard. "Jesse...why are you doing this?"

Stephen suddenly pipes up. "Yeah dude. I was wondering that to. What's goin on with you?"

You look Stephen in the eye and then Allison. And you smile. "This is who I am guys. I can't really describe it but...this is who I really am. It was always there but recently, well, recently I finally discovered it. With the help of my family."

Allison studies your face and your peaceful and genuine smile. "Your Mom's okay with this?"

You nod. "She is, she's been just wonderful. I'm...um...probably going to have a procedure done. I'm going to be changing."

There is a moment of awkward silence at the table.

"Okay then." Allison looks to Stephen then back to you. Without another word she takes off her jacket...then her shoes...socks...then her shirt...

"Allison!" You exclaim. "What the hell are you doing?"

She smiles at you. "I just can't apologize enough for what happened to you yesterday, I don't have the words. But I can do what I tried to make you do." She pulls off her sports bra, her firm little breasts spring into view. By this time tables around you were murmuring and giggling. "Don't stay mad at me Jesse, I don't want to lose you as a friend." She peels off her shorts and panties in a go.

You sputter. "You don't have to do this!"

She laughs. "Oh, but I do!"

She stands up and sprints out of the dining hall leaving her clothes in a pile beside you. You hear laughs and shrieks from the hallway beyond. Everyone in the hall is abuzz at what they'd just witnessed. After a minute you then see her from your window dashing out into the open quad. Her cute shapely butt springing with every step. She turns toward your window and blows a kiss and waves. Then she proceeds to jump and dance and frolic among the people outside. They are laughing and whooping and pointing and having a great time. As campus security shows up she darts away from them and gives them one hell of a chase all through the area. She is fit and fast and they are not. Many of the students actually move to block the security guys as they were enjoying the show. She even joins in on the Frisbee for a short time during the pursuit.

You look at Stephen in disbelief. He says. "Uhhhh...I'm not doing that. I'll just say sorry." You both start laughing.