Kate

A head of curly blonde hair appears in the crack of the door. It’s Kate who also lives on the floor.

“Hey guys. I got up to grab a glass of water and heard talking. Thought it was odd that there was a girls voice in the boys bathroom so I wanted to check and make sure everything was ok...” her cheeks are flushed with red clearly embarrassed at having interrupted.

“Noting to worry about Madam President” Salja half mocked. Ever since Kate had been elected to the building advisory board Salja had taken to calling the preppy, curvy blonde Madam President. It was true that Kate despite only being a freshman was on a lot of councils and in positions of leadership within all of her clubs. Because she was so involved with activities all over campus she hadn’t become as close knit as the rest of the floor had. “Too bad” You thought. You wouldn’t have minded her as apart of that orgy you had last night.

“We’re just about to swap stories from our nights last night. Come in if you want.” You offer.

“Well from just the little bit I witnessed it seems like at least you and Marlena had crazy nights.” She says referring to her being a witness to your naked mile around the dorm last night. If you recalled correctly she even was one of the people who caught Marlena on her trip back up to Greg’s dorm when she was tasked with retrieving her rum.

“Oh you don’t know the half of it.” You launch into the story of the night. Some of the details seem alittle fuzzy, but you think you do a good job recalling. Kate interjects at the two moments she was apart of obviously relishing the memories of you and Marlena streaking and especially of the full frontal surprise of not just Marlena, but Wally and Ashley too.

After you finish Salja immediately jumps into her tale of convincing the stoner frat boy into streaking part of the quad, followed by the unbelievable chain of events that followed. Her meeting a nameless brunette, to streaking the length of frat row, to a very detailed version of her first lesbian experience in a strangers bed.

“And this is her dress and thong right here.” She finishes holding up the articles. You’re keenly aware of the effect the story had on you. During the retelling you had shifted to sit on one of the benches by the showers to attempt and hid your erection in your boxer briefs, to little success. You can see both girls stealing glances.

“So you’re telling me I’m the only girl on this floor who didn’t end up streaking and getting laid last night?” Kate says dejectedly.

“Well Ashley didn’t go streaking.” Salja says.

“And none of us saw Susanna at all so who knows what happened to her.” You add.

“We went to the frat party together. Trust me the way she and that guy were all over each other and the fact that she didn’t come back to the room last night? She got some.” Kate replies.

“See? You aren’t the only girl on the floor who didn’t go streaking last night!” You joke.

She makes a pouting noise and crosses her arms over her chest. She’s quite curvy you think. The white tank top hugging her upper half tightly. You notice that she isn’t wearing a bra based on the nipples that had hardened underneath the fabric. The scrub pants she wore hung off her wide waist.

“The way your pouting it almost looks like you want to go streaking.” Salja mocks. She wasn’t being mean per say. She just for some reason had alway enjoyed messing with Kate. “It wouldn’t look very presidential if you got hauled off the quad in handcuffs would it?”

“I’m not saying I want to go streak the quad!” Kate defended. “Just saying it looked like fun! Plus I haven’t been laid since my ex and I broke up first week. Would’ve been interesting to have a drunken night of craziness is all.”

“Who says you need to be drunk or it to be night for you to do something crazy?” You say sensing a possibility that may be too good to pass up.

“What do you mean?” You can see her tense up clearly nervous.

“Yeah Madam President. You don’t need to be drunk at 3am to have a sense of adventure!” Your pleased to see that your friend has picked up on your plan. “You should do something crazy. Right now!”

“Like what?” The excitement is now in Kate’s voice.

“Run naked you the end of the hall and back!” Salja says gleefully. “Let’s see that Presidential motorcade in action!”

Kate considers Salja and you carefully as you nod your approval with your friends plan.

“Fuck it your right! I’ll do it!” Kate exclaims. You and Salja share a quick smile at your good fortune as the blonde reaches down to remove her shirt.