She's a brunette.

Melissa walked into the room, stopping a short distance from the doorway. Her pretty, shoulder-length, coal black hair framed her face, the most striking feature of which was her eyes. They were big, and brown, childlike, with long, dark lashes, but with a subtle, smoldering look. Her lips were full, and looked a bit like she was pouting. She’d applied a dark rose colored coat of lipstick over them. About the same height as Ellen, she had wide, shapely hips and plump, round buttocks, her legs were short, but sexy.

She must have come from some sort of sorority meeting, because you could see a small gold pin attached to collar of her navy blue blouse. It was a small pin, and you couldn’t quite make out the three greek letters. The snug fitting blouse was tucked into a short gray skirt, and it looked as though she was wearing suntan colored nylons. On her feet she was wearing sensible black leather flats.

Surveying the room, her eyes fell on the pillows, blankets and Ellen and Amy’s clothes spread over the floor between their beds. When her eyes drift to you, you gave her your best winning smile. And you must of done alright, because she smiles back at you with a wide grin, displaying a set of sparkling white teeth. Feebly, Ellen reaches down and picks up her clothes, and in doing exposes the tops of her thigh high stockings. Melissa giggles, and her eyes flash back to you, and then over to Amy, as a look of recognition spreads across her face.

“I interrupted something here, didn’t I?” Melissa said as she moved over, and sat down on Amy’s bed.

Ellen’s cheeks flushed even redder than before, and she shook her head. “No, we’d all just fallen asleep is all.” she replied as she tossed her clothes into her hamper in her closet.

“Whatever, Ellen. What you do in your dorm is your business.” Melissa said as she looked over at Amy who was drawing in bold strokes on the sketchpad. A smile firmly planted on her face.

Ellen sat down on her bed next to you, but not too close. She crossed her nylon covered ankles and studied them, before looking back at Melissa. Her hand moves over to you, and she wraps her fingers around yours.

“This is Scott. He’s the guy I’ve told you about before. The one I went to high school with. He’s visiting for the weekend.” Ellen’s cheeks were pink, but you can tell that she’s clearly happy to introduce you to her friend, despite what Melissa had probably figured out.

Leaning over, you stick out your free hand, and Melissa does the same taking your hand in her warm soft palm. Her grip is firm, but feminine, and you shake quickly, before returning to your previous positions opposite each other.

“I’m happy to meet you. Ellen talks about you all the time. Maybe we’ll get to know each other a little better this weekend. I can tell that you’ve already got to know Amy. “ Melissa fluttered her long eyelashes and Ellen’s redheaded roommate snorted, and rolled her green eyes, but continued to work on her sketch.

“Everybody here has been very nice.” you say, countering Melissa’s sarcastic jibe.

“So Mel., tell us what’s the deal with Cathy and Jane. Who caught them? Somebody from the college or some of the girls in the hall? And if it’s the girls, are they really gonna **** those two to leave? I mean, maybe we can just tell them if they bother anyone their parents or somebody will see the tape or something like that.” Ellen learned conspiratorially towards Melissa.

“Don’t leave out any details, and tell me everything that’s on this tape. Either way, . I can’t wait to see the tables turned on those two”

Amy nods in agreement and looks over at Melissa, “I can think of a few things I’d like to see those two **** to do for all the shit they’ve pulled.”

Melissa giggles girlishly and shakes her head along with Amy, “I think everybody would like to take a bit of ****. Especially on Jane. She’s the real sadistic one. Anyway, here’s what I know.”