It was almost a year since Arnold's wife and son died in a freak car accident. He loved both very much, and the memories hurt to much for him to stay in Ireland any longer. Arnold was 35, still attractive looking, 6'3", dark hair blue eyes, well built, 180 lbs, but the emptiness in his face showed, and he felt twice his age. So in a desperate attempt, Arnold packed up and left for the country where so many of his forefathers went in desperate times, America.
Arnold was well educated, had his degree in Software Engineering, so he had no problem getting into the States. Even though, he like almost everyone else in Ireland, had relations in the States, he wanted to forget his old life and try to start anew. He had plenty of money after his wife died, the insurance of both his wife and child, plus the money he made selling his house, left his financially secure.
Florida was the place he picked. The sun and sea were what he loved. He spent many a long evening looking across the Atlantic from the west coast of Ireland, feeling its freedom, dreaming, thinking of what he would do now. Arnold got to Florida, and spent a few nights in an hotel near the sea. He searched the adds for a job and an apartment. Within a week he had gotten himself a job at an all girls college, teaching computer science. He had a number of years work experience, knew several computer languages, and had several references which secured him the job.
It was an exclusive college, for 'rich kids'. It was the sort of college that girls were sent to, to teach them 'proper' behavior and give them a broad background in the field they were most interested in. Arnold only thought colleges like this existed in England for the upper class. Class discrimination also existed in the States. There were very few male lecturers in the college, but they had a hard time getting someone of sufficient standard for the college, and Arnold's background was everything they were looking for, they couldn't refuse him.
He was introduced to his class Monday by the head Mistress.
"This is Mr. Arnold ladies. He is your new instructor for computer science."
It was a class of 25 girls. They were about 18 to 20 years old. And everyone looked beautiful. It was apparent they were from rich backgrounds, and all well dressed. The college had no uniform as such, but 'encouraged' the girls to dress well, as 'proper' ladies.
"I'll leave it to you Mr. Arnold then." she told Arnold.
"Hi. I'm Arnold More, and as you may have noticed from my accent, I'm from Ireland. I'm going to teach you about computers, how they work and how we can make them do what every we want. The bulk of the material will be based around computer languages .... "
Arnold continued on. The nervousness was apparent in his voice, but after the hour was up, he had settled into it. Afterwards he realized how much he enjoyed it, and how much it helped him take his mind of his troubles for the first time.
He finished up early, and continued to look for a suitable apartment near the college. But he had no luck.
After a week in college, and getting to know most of the other lectures, a teacher named Heidi offered Arnold an apartment. Heidi was 5'8", blonde, blue eyes and a beautiful body. 36C 24 36. She thought the girls stance.
"It's fairly big, two bedrooms, with a large living room, bathroom and kitchen." Heidi replied. "Are you interested?"
"Yes, great!" Arnold replied. "I've been looking for a place for weeks now. Anything will do."
That weekend Arnold moved in.
"Hi Arnold." Heidi greeted him. "This is Francess, she shares my room."
"Hi Francess. Nice to meet you." Arnold said.
"Hi." was all Francess said, in a cold voice. Francess was Italian decent. Dark brown wavy hair, that went down just past her shoulders. She was also 5'8", with dark brown eyes. She had a fabulous body, 37D 24 36. Arnold was a bit puzzled by the cold reception he got from Francess.
Heidi showed Arnold around. His room was small, but not too small, there was a double bed, and it was nicely decorated. But the main attraction for Arnold was the view of the sea. There were big glass sliding doors that led out to an open balcony of the 8th floor apartment. And the sea was only about 600 yards away. The sound and smell of the sea was beautiful.
"Interested?" Heidi asked Arnold.
"Yes, definitely!" Arnold replied.
"Francess was here first. It's really her apartment I guess, but the rent is just that bit too much, and we decided to get someone else. Francess works at a near by electronics company. Excuse her attitude, but she isn't that interested in men. We have had a few girls, but they left, or it was too expensive for them."
Suddenly it clicked in Arnold head. Not having experienced any thing like this back home, it came as a bit of a shock, but it didn't matter to him.
"Are you two ... well are you both ... 'intimate'?" Arnold asked.
"Yes we are lesbians." Heidi replied. "Is that a problem?"
"No no!" Arnold replied blushing, "I just didn't realize. It really make no difference to me."
"Good!"Heidi replied. "That's the reason other women left. But if you want to bring other girls back her, or what ever your preference is, that's OK with us."
