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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