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To my readers: An unfortunate accident prevented me from posting this chapter before now. Things are better once again, so I appreciate your patience and hope you enjoy this new one.
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"We musta walked a thousand miles," Angie grumbled as they returned to their room in the Visitors Dorm at State U. "How big is this campus anyway?"
"Too damn big," Ronnie replied. Throwing their knapsacks on the small table in the middle of the room, they collapsed on one of the two single beds. "We are definitely getting bikes before we start classes," she continued. "With our luck, they'll be scattered all over this damn campus."
"I heard that," Angie said. "At least we got our registration finished and lined up some scholarships. I don't want our Mom's paying for anything if we can help it."
"I wonder how they're doing." Ronnie said. "We better call em' tomorrow and tell em' what's going on. Right now, all I want to do is take a shower and get some sleep."
"Sounds like a plan," Angie replied. "The food wasn't bad in the Dining Hall either. It's not up to our Mom's cooking, but hey, it was edible and there was lots of it."
"Let's get our soap and stuff and go take a shower," Ronnie said, beginning to undress. She had just removed her t-shirt and shorts as Angie did the same when a cheerful female voice said "Hi, are you guys new here too?"
They both turned to see a beautiful girl with smooth milky white skin liberally dusted with freckles and long, cinnamon colored hair standing in the doorway of their room smiling at them. She was tall, with a generous figure, eyes a deep green, turned up nose, rosy cheeks, dimples, full lips and white teeth. Her breasts rode high and proud on her torso, barely concealed in a crop top. Her denim Daisy Duke shorts fit her like a second skin and she wore snakeskin cowboy boots on her feet.
Angie and Ronnie stared openmouthed at this goddess that had suddenly appeared among them, then Angie found her voice and said "Uh ... Hi, yeah, we're new here. We're starting classes in the fall. I'm Angie and this is Ronnie. What's your name?"
"Katy," the girl said. "Actually, it's Katrina, but my friends call me Katy. I was named after my great-grandma. So where you guys from?"
"Upstate, near the river," Ronnie said. "How 'bout you?"
"Down state, farm country. My folks have a farm there. We have cattle, hogs, chickens and seasonal crops."
"A farm girl, huh?" Angie said. "Must be hard work livin' on a farm like that."
"Nah, it ain't that hard. I've been doin' chores since I could walk. Heck, I been drivin' tractors and combines since I was thirteen. Farm work's all done by machinery now."
"What are you going to be studying?" Ronnie asked.
"Animal Husbandry. I wanna be a veterinarian and specialize in big animals like horses and cows and whatnot. All the vets nowadays wanna take care of pets, that's where the big money is. Farmers need vets too, so I wanna be one. What about you two?"
"I'm into Computer Science and Programming," Angie said.
"Phys Ed and Sports Medicine," Ronnie said. "I wanna coach in high school, maybe college one day."
"Well, it was sure nice meetin' ya," Katy said. "I got stuff to do, so I'm gonna run. Maybe I'll see ya later on."
"Sure," Ronnie replied. "We'll be here 'till the weekend."
"Me too," Katy replied. "Bye now," and she was gone.
"Oh my God, what a cutie!" Angie exclaimed. "If she's an example of the students here, I think we're really gonna like college."
"I know," Ronnie sighed. "I could eat that little cinnamon roll right up."
"I wonder if she likes girls." Angie said.
"God, I hope so," Ronnie replied. "The three of us could have some rockin' good times together."
"You know it," Angie said. "Wanna take a shower?"
"And fool around?" Ronnie said with a grin.
"You read my mind. Let's go."
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"That no good, low life, scum sucking pig!" Sharon raved as she burst through Anne Marie's kitchen door, eyes blazing. "That cheating son of a bitch! That two timing asshole ..." she paused to catch her breath and Anne Marie said "Good morning to you too. Who pissed in your Cheerios?"
"My fuckin' husband, that's who," Sharon said, plopping down in a kitchen chair. "You know what that prick has done now?"
"I give up." Anne Marie replied setting down her fork, her bacon and egg and toast breakfast already cooling on its plate.
"He's filed for divorce already," Sharon said, disgustedly. "I was served this morning. She pulled a sheaf of papers from her purse, waving them at her lover "He's claiming I'm guilty of adultery and being unfaithful. He's got a lotta nerve."
"Sweetie," Anne Marie replied, "We've been committing adultery for months now and I love you for it. I'm happier now than I have ever been. You're just mad because he struck first. Don't worry, I know some great divorce lawyers. We'll fix his ass."