You meet another neighbour.

The dorm showers were nicer than he expected. Shower stalls with frosted glass lined one wall with the sinks directly across from them under a mirror going the length.

It immediately became apparent that he was not alone though. The water was running in one of the stalls, the details of the figure behind the glass were obscured but they left no doubt about the girl’s body.

Like the others so far, to die for. Her motions seem to be a bit erratic though, and the slushing sounds mixed with the steady stream of water make you question if showering was all the girl was doing.

You’re a little surprised this knowledge doesn’t seem to make you uncomfortable anymore. No one else seems to be bothered to be shy, why should you? Briefly considering letting your presence be known you think better of it.

As you open the stall next to her though, the click of the lock is enough. The shucking stops.

Then the water is turned off. “Hello?” She calls into the room. “Is someone there?”

“Yeah, just me.” You answer clearly, stepping back into the room. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.”
That was a non-descript enough answer, right?
She snorts.
“Guess you could hear me, huh?”

Opening the door a crack, she popped her head out.
Her wet hair and dark shade of auburn framed a cute pale face.

“Kind of see you, too. To be completely honest.” You say, pointing at the door. She flushed slightly. “Ah well, it’s not my fault.” She said defensively, “Shanice got me all worked up with her stories. Some cock and bull story about a new guy next door.
I’m Amber, by the way.”

She stretches out a hand from behind the door in introduction. The fact that she pressed up against the glass to sharpen the image of her sizable chest seemed to escape her.

Embracing the openness, you step forward and stretch out your hand with a winning smile.
“Oh yeah, I know Shanice. She introduced herself. I’m John. The new guy in 511.”

Amber stares for a moment before laughing and shaking your hand.
“Sure you are. Anyone could say that.”
You shrug nonchalantly.
“If Shanice had said that, Trish and I might’ve added a spanking.” Pretending to think for a moment you add, “Although it might’ve been hard to hear her with my tie in her mouth.”

Her eyes went wide!

“Holy shit, that was really you?”
She chews her lip, it seems she’s about to ask something of you.