I slipped out of the dorm shower, turning the cold water off slowly. I walked naked across the floor of the bathroom we shared with the girls next door and into my dorm room. Not bothering to dry I examined my dripping figure in the mirror. Water continued to drip down from my razor sharp choppy layered hair as I cupped my full breasts and gave them a good squeeze. I had always been relatively flat chested, but given my petite frame they had hardly looked out of place. Over the summer, however, they had filled out quiet nicely, pressing tightly against my now undersized 32B bras. I then began the process of straightening my hair in the mirror, drawing it out with a comb and blow drying it was enough to get it just right. The fringe of my hair would fall lower then my eyebrows across my face before lengthening to slightly conceal my left eye, while the hair surrounding my face was down past my shoulders, framing my deep green eyes and pouty lips. My style would probably be best described as emo with my jet black glossy hair, smooth pale skin and my affinity for all things black. Black clothes, underwear, bikinis, and dildos and well no black guys yet but I guess that is what college is for.
Once I was satisfied that my hair would behave for the rest of the night I began to wipe the remaining water from my body, giving a half turn to check out my ass. I had been told on several occasions that I had a perfect ass and looking at myself in mirror I didn't have any motivation to disagree. I had always thought I had a great ass and a nice set of hips which were complemented by my pale flat stomach. I also have slim thighs that never meet and give the impression that you could fuck me where I stand from either the front or the back, which I have come to admit is actually a true statement. Once I was dry enough I walked unclothed to my desk and plopped down in my seat.
It was the Sunday before welcome week and I had settled into my dorm room a bit early. I had never met my roommate and she was not supposed to move in until Tuesday, so I had the place to myself until then. Most of the dorm was empty at this point but the sound of people moving in was almost constant. The dorm itself was enormous. Eight stories in all and four floors were all girls while the other four were designated to the guys. I had been placed on the seventh floor between two of the guy floors. With it still being late summer, my room was sweltering hot, giving little reason for clothing. I hoped my roommate was not going to be much of a prude because I generally kept clothing to a minimum in my room and with plenty of guys around it was sure to be an interesting mix, which I was admittedly looking a little forward to. I figured if you got it, you might as well use it to tease guys relentlessly with it and the thought of being checked out was a turn on for me, even now as I browse over my school schedule on my computer, completely naked with the lights on. Of course being this high in the sky you can get away with that. Suddenly there was a knock at the door causing me to jump slightly, jiggling my now larger breasts a bit more than I was used to. Looking down at them I gave them a quick squeeze before getting up from my seat.
"Just a second," I called. I quickly slid on some tight black boy shorts and a black lace bra, which were not surprisingly the only things out. Glancing through the peephole in my door, I let out a pained groan. It was the floor R.A. with a clipboard in tow. Having already sounded my voice I did not have much choice in not opening the door. Disappointed I opened my door to her.
"Room inspection," she grunted. Moving into my room she began to inspect the walls of my room for damages. "Anything that you would like to report?" she inquired.
"Nothing that I can think of no," with a slight frown on her face she moved past me and began to inspect under my sink. My R.A. wasn't much of a site and gave the impression of a slightly overweight band nerd and her R.A. empowered attitude was already grating my nerves.
"Did you even check the place out before you moved in? You know we fine you for damages at the end of the year, right?"
I was about to lose my temper when I spotted two guys in the hallway glancing into my room and taking an apparent interest in my outfit. At least this wasn't totally in vain I thought.
"Are you listening?" she hissed.
"Yes thank you, are you done now?" With that she handed me the clipboard and had me sign off her sheet.
"I would also put on some more clothes too before you answer your door, there are a lot of guys around here that might get the wrong impression," she lectured.
