Tell Ellen to flirt with Cathy.

You sit back down on the bed with the girls, and consider the options. Ellen's arm rests on your shoulders, and Amy rests her hand on your thigh. This is going to be a good weekend, you just know it. "Well, I don't think it would be a good idea if I went down to her room, especially since she seems to be so uptight about the rules." Ellen looks at you with a slight pleading look, having guessed what you?re going to suggest.

"And if we invite her to the party, it could just as easily end up that she'll be a bitch, and I'll be out on my ass, or busted by the campus cops." Amy whispers into your ear just loud enough for her roommate hear "I guess Ellen is just gonna have to go down on Cathy then." Ellen smacks the redhead with a pillow, and asks why Amy can't go to Cathy's and flirt with her? She flirts with everybody she sees, so why not the R.A.?" Kissing your friend gently on her cheek, you tell her that Amy seems to think that she's got a thing for you, not Amy.

"I'm not a lesbian! And I'm not going to make out with her just so we can sneak some booze in here." The blonde girl protested. "All you have to do is flirt with her for twenty minutes or so while Amy and I bring my stuff up, and get the booze. Ok?" Ellen stands up and looks at the floor. Sighing she agrees, protesting once again that she is not gay in the slightest. In the back of your mind, you hope to modify Ellen's view somewhat, hoping that you, she and Amy might end up in a threesome this weekend. But first things first.

Ellen brushes her hair, and looks herself over in a small mirror. "Twenty minutes." she says. You nod, and Ellen smiles at you brightly. "Ok, see you in twenty." She says checking her make up one more time, and walking out the door. Amy kisses you on the neck and slowly moves up to your lips, and give you a quick, thoroughly unromantic peck. "Let's get your stuff."

Ellen walks down to the end of the hallway, to the RA's room. Rapping on the door gently with her hand, was slightly startled when the door opened up almost immediately. Cathy was a head taller than Ellen, and looked down at her. "Yeah, what do you want Ellen?" The bleached blonde girl was wearing a navy blue skirt that ended at her knees. She wore matching pumps on her feet, and a plain white blouse. "I'm very sorry about how Amy and I treated you. And I wondered if there was any way I could make it up to you." Ellen realized that she was overplaying it a bit, as there wasn't much to make up. Cathy looked at Ellen standing in her doorway, and said nothing. Finally, she leaned over the shorter girl and said: