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Subject: Title story: "Campus Dream Part 1 and 2" Author: Anonymous 109352102
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Date: Thu, 14 Jun 2007 19:06:25 +0000
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Campus Dream Part 1 and 2
Brian walked into his fifth Statistics class in three years and looked around
for the best seat for that semester. Not many people were there, but he took a
moment to say Hi to the ones he knew.
Middle left was the best seat. Not in the front, center of attention, not in the
back with greater chances to snooze, and not right by the windows, with annoying
sunlight and cold drafts.
He started to put his books down on a table when he was interrupted by a
delightfully feminine voice.
"Oooh, darn, I was hoping to get the wall seat. Could we switch?" Brian looked
up and drank in the person addressing him. He had never seen her before and he
knew he would have remembered someone that pretty.
She was tall, close Brian's 5'10", and slender. She wore a Swimming Team
sweatshirt that explained her well toned legs and defined her breasts to be
large enough to get Brian's fingers itching. Her hair was light brown and her
eyes a pale green. A little makeup for the proper illusions and Brian felt like
he was looking at a goddess.
Statistics does train the mind to think well, and Brian was
able to absorb all those thoughts without staring gape-mouthed at her.
"Sure, no problem." He moved out of the seat and waited for her to sit down.
Then he took the seat next to her.
"I've never seen you in the statistics department. Are you new to the
university?" She smiled and nodded.
"Yes, I just transferred last month. I'm Tracy." Brian returned the
introduction.
"And if you need any help navigating this campus, just let me know. I work a
couple hours a week in the Statistics Math Office.
Brian's effort was cut short by the start of class and neither one of them
had the chance to chit-chat during the lecture. Brian left her with a see-you-
tomorrow and kicked himself as she smiled and walked down the hall. With
these things, sometimes you had to strike while the iron was hot and he had
just dropped it sooner than he wanted to. That is until she tapped him on
the shoulder.
"Brian, could you show me how to get to the athletic hall from here, I've got a
practice with the Swim Team in half an hour." Brian thanked the Lord and
promised not to screw up again.
They walked and talked across the spring-warmed campus. Tracy was a Computer
Science student in her fourth year, and was trying to make the cut on the swim-
team. She was rooming off campus with Emily, a very close friend. Brian tried to
charm her with wit and didn't do too badly. He dropped her off at the athletic
hall and then snuck in to watch the practice.
Brian waited for about 20 minutes before some of the women began to come out for
warm-ups. He hadn't realized what nice figures swimming could give to a woman.
Then he spotted Tracy. She was grouped with a couple others and they appeared to
be the ones hoping to try out for the team.
Tracy was beautiful. She walked like a lioness, her long legs gliding through
the air with visible power. Brian felt his crotch start to wake up when she
turned away from him and adjusted the back of her one-piece bathing suit. Brian
wished he could slip a finger under that lycra.
She started joking with some of the swimmers already in the water about how
cold it was, and, of course, one flipped her with water. She sucked in her
breath when the water caught her in the chest. Brian almost groaned as he saw
her nipples harden instantly and poke at the material. Tracy was embarrassed
and folded her arms in front of her and walked away casually, hoping no one
would notice.
The swimming coach walked out right then and called the practice to order. She
was probably about 35 years old and was giving nothing away about her figure in
her loose sweats.
Brian watched the practice and enjoyed the lithe forms knifing through the
water. When it started to wrap up, he realized that he was 15 minutes late to
the Stats office. He started to gather his books, and watched the women exit the
pool. The coach called Tracy over as the rest were leaving.
Brian couldn't hear what was said, but the length of time that the coach's hand
laid on Tracy's firm ass was unmistakeable. Tracy seemed to nod and walked
towards the locker room.
This shocked and intrigued him. He waited until the swimmers and the coach had
all gone to the locker room and he looked around. The pool room was deserted. He
could see the coach in her office, pacing a bit, shuffling papers in no
particular order. Brian decided that he could survive missing an hour at the
Stats office, so he sat there.
After about 15 minutes, the coach left her office to head into the locker room.
Brian tucked his books and jacket into a shadowy corner of the bleachers and
snuck down to the women's locker room door.
There were no sounds from inside so he pushed the swinging door open and headed
inside. It didn't take him long to find the showers and the locker area and
seconds later he found them.
Tracy ...
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