Chris is an 18 year old, red head. She grew up in a small farming community in Idaho. This town was very secluded from the rest of the world and outside of trips to the city with her family she never saw other parts of our great nation. She also did not really know anyone outside of her small town and relatives. The only experience she had ever had with males was kissing them and letting them touch her 40-D breasts underneath her shirt. They never saw more clothes off of her than when she was in her one-piece swimsuit. She was a cheerleader for their small high school football team, but they only cheered at home games.
As the last few months of her high schools days were approaching, Chris was looking for her college of choice with every spare moment she had in her life. She wanted to get out of this boring town faster than a woman slaps a rude guy after a tasteless comment. She searched and searched for months and she finally got her list down to three colleges that she wished to visit. They were all small private colleges as she thought they would be less of a shock to her little farming town up-bringing. Two of the colleges were in Illinois and one in Wisconsin.
Her family planned a weekend and off they went to the mighty Midwest. They first stopped at the one college in Wisconsin. They all got a tour of the campus, spoke with an admissions counselor and met with several professors and had dinner with the cheerleading coach and two members of the squad. After they finished dinner, Chris said good night to her parents as she was going to stay with the two girls in their residence hall room for the night and her parents in a hotel up the road.
The girls lead Chris up to their room and made her feel comfortable. They went around the building introducing her to the other students and showed her around. They then went out for some ice cream and returned to the room. They all changed into their clothing for bed. The two girls just wore their panties and a t-shirt; Chris being more conservative, put on lounge pants and a t-shirt. The girls sat around for a while talking about themselves and answering more questions for Chris about cheerleading and life at this school. After a little of this, Chris grew quite tired and asked if they minded if she found her way to dream-land. The girls said of course and Chris went down the hall to the restroom to get ready for bed. Chris was to sleep in one of the girl’s beds as she would sleep on the futon in the room. They told her to have sweet dreams and that they were just going to be next door visiting with friends if they needed her. She said “thanks” and the girls left and locked the door behind them.