Claire Jarvis went to the University of Downshire where she
studied English at Abbottsford and it was for her, like many girls of her age,
a life defining time.
She was the only child of well to do parents
who divorced when she was seven and as a result she had been thoroughly spoilt
and was given everything her heart desired except the one thing she craved the
most in all the world, their love and as a result she withdrew into her own
world.
She was in halls for the first year and she shared
with three other girls Amy Coates,
a tall big busted redhead, Alison Holmes, a
skinny braless girl with small yet beautifully formed tits and a bad case of
OCD and Carole Bean a tall, beautiful and kindly girl who like herself was a
brunette.
All four of the girls were studying English in
one form or another and apart from their studies they also had in common the
fact they were all natives of the Finchbottom Vale.
Claire was from Purplemere, Carole from
Childean, Alison from Finchbottom and Amy
from Shallowfield.
But being in the close company of the three
girls brought her out of herself and the friendship that resulted from, on the
face of it, 4 very different characters coming together, lasted for their
lifetimes and as they got on so well the four of them decided very early on to
rent a house between them for the second and third years.
Although Claire was the oldest of the four she
actually looked the youngest by some distance.
Despite the fact that she had breasts of a
mature woman she had a baby face but she was destined to bloom into a very
beautiful woman.
However of all the girls Claire found herself
drawn most to Carole Bean.
The fact that the two of them had more
lectures and seminars together than the other two partly aided their closeness
but it was mainly because they got each other, they shared a sense of humour as
well as having similar tastes in music, a love of pizza and old romantic
comedies.
But what really drew them together in her
first year was something that would define her world and shake her to the core.
It happened during the Easter Holiday of their
first year when Carole returned to the flat to discover Claire half naked and
fingering her pussy, a scene which Carole could not draw her gaze from and
stood in the hall spying on Claire through the partly open door and rubbed at
her own gash as she watched.
Claire discovered that she had an audience
when Carole came, but far from being upset or angry at the intrusion she
invited Carole to join her and they made love for the first time.
Allthough
neither of them could fully come to terms with the fact that they might be gay
it didn’t prevent them from adding to their lesbian experiences throughout
their University years and they had some very exciting experiences together one
of which was particularly memorable and occurred at the house warming
at the house they shared.
At the end of the year they found themselves
alone in the rented house on Christmas Eve, they wanted to spend a whole day of
their first Christmas together on their own, and they would travel back to the
Vale early on Christmas Morning to spend Christmas with their families.
They were all packed for the next day apart
from the presents which were still sitting underneath the tree, just to make
the place more Christmassy.
And all that afternoon and most of the evening
Claire was like a child.
“Can I open a present?” she asked Carole every
ten minutes.
“Just one, please, please, please” she begged
and after several hours of it, she was getting right on Carole’s tits to tell
the truth.
She kept picking up the presents, shaking
them, squeezing them, and even listening to them until finally Carole relented
and as she headed upstairs to the loo she said.
“We can open one present each before we leave
for midnight mass”
“Oh Goody” Claire squealed
When she came back down stairs she was
expecting to find Claire waiting impatiently by the tree to open a present.
But instead she found her lying beneath the
tree with wrapping paper loosely draped about her body and she wasn’t wearing
any knickers, in fact she wasn’t wearing anything at all.
“You go first” she said
Once Carole had un-wrapped her present and
thoroughly enjoyed the contents they were very nearly late for midnight mass.
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