Date: Thu, 15 Aug 2002 09:54:16 -0400 (EDT)
From: nakae19992002@yahoo.ca
Subject: Katherine part 1 College

I met her my first year in Uni. Katherine was a towering
blonde. Without heels, she stood a hefty 5'11 to my 5'4. I
remember seeing her sashay from the showers in her red and
purple satin kimono to her room. I hated her with every
fibber in my body. I hated her because deep down, I knew I
wanted to possess her and I hated her for making me feel
like I would die without fucking her.
It was the fourth day of being in the dorms that I finally
met her. I was preparing my room for University life. Adding
prints, cleaning, and the like and there she stood. Right in
front of me with an extended hand. "I really like your
music, I'm Katherine." Dumbfounded and nervous as all hell I
extended my hand and greeted the hand that I would cherish
forever. In that moment we sealed our future. I felt it. I
know she felt it too.
It's started off progressively, nothing to fast. I heard
from other people that she was straight as a board. Although
I was crushed, it was for the best. Everyone at Uni.
suspected the same of me anyway. We started hanging out
together and found that we had common interest. I played
volleyball all through high school and pursued it in Uni.
hoping to supress my growing desires for Katherine.
Routinely we would have "midnight chats" like we use to call
them. She asked me one night "Cassie, I've seen you dress
and stuff and you have an amazing set of six packs. Do you
play sports or something?" Happy that she noticed my
extended dress sessions whenever she was around I replied "
Yeah! I play all kinds of sports but my fav's volleyball.
Why do you play any?" She said "yeah, I use to play
volleyball too and I was a pretty good swimmer, but I never
got abs like that!" Seeing as I was on the team I asked her
if she would like to come to some of our practices. That's
how she became our little, or rather tall, cheerleader.
I loved having her around more. She became a permanent
fixture at our games. Katherine even took the place of
players that couldn't make the games. She was part of the
team. The more she played the more I would lose my
concentration. I would be so caught up in thoughts of her
legs wrapped around me that the only thing that would make
me concentrate was getting spiked in the head. Everytime she
would scream "Got it!" I creamed my shorts.
One night after a grueling loss, Katherine suggested we go
to her room for a drink. This wasn't anything unusual. We
would often have a couple in my room or hers. More times
than not it turned out to be in mine. My room was considered
party central on our dorm floor. Katherine and I weren't
alone often. For some reason, the floor was unusually quite
that night. Some of the guys were out playing hockey and the
rest well, who knows. So there we were drinking and
laughing. I was telling her how "I wish they had alcohol to
numb the pain I have in my back." She looked at me with this
devilish grin that I couldn't make out. "Well, if you don't
mind my hands on you, I give a great back rub" she said. The
flood started. I was in a tub of cum with no plug in sight.
"Ah, it's okay you don't have to." I was secretly praying
she would ignore my refusal. "Stop being such a bitch, you
would let Ted, of Jen for that matter. Why won't you let
me?" Even though she was right, I kept thinking, yeah, but
Ted and Jen don't make me wet by looking at them either.
"Take your top off" as she pushed me down lightly on her
twin bed. I was so nervous, I think I started sweating.
I kept thinking of some kind of excuse to get me out of this
predicament. I think I hear my phone ringing? Yeah, good one
Cass, that would go over well! My room is at least 8 dorm
rooms away from hers. I could always say I have supersonic
hearing. I have to go to the washroom? But then I would have
to come back.
Short of contemplating epileptic seizures I was fresh out of
ideas. I had no choice but to take my punishment like a pro.
Other than the stereo playing some r&B, there was silence on
both our parts. Shortly after my reverie Katherine said,
"Slow poke, what are you waiting for? Take your top off." I
kept looking for signs. Something that would give me any
kind of indication as to what was she was thinking. No
bedroom eyes, no double entendres, nothing! Her face
remained quizzical as she looked at me. I tried to convince
myself that it would be fine, she's just being friendly. Why
was I making such a big deal? I had aching muscles, she had
great hands. Nothing more nothing less. Right?
I maneuvered around some so that I was semi facing her. I
reached up and grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and lifted it
over my head. I wasn't doing anything deliberate. I had told
myself that my good friend Katherine was just giving me a
good rub down.
This time I did notice something. From the corner of my eye,
she gave me the once over and lowered her gaze when I looked
up at her. I might have been reading into it, it could have
been just womanly admiration. It's not like she attacked me
or anything. What else was I to think?
Lying face down on her tiny twin bed, I rested my head on my
crossed arms. She got up to take her ceiling light off and
put the small side light on. I watched her like I was
watching an opera or listening to classical music. She moved
so gracefully. She was beautiful. I closed my eyes for a
second and pictured how her hands would feel outlining the
curves of my back. I heard her lock her door and looked up
dreamily. "I don't want anyone barging in on us." Katherine
said. I smiled back knowingly. I closed my eyes and felt her
hands.


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