Who would have thought my first time exploring my hidden lesbian fantasies would have been like something straight out of the movies?
I've always been a shyer girl, especially when it comes to matters of romance and intimacy. A freshman in college, I feel completely cut off from the people around me who party and rabble rouse, lesbians kissing at parties and dancers bumping and grinding....
It's just all too much for me to take.
I more or less make it through my entire first semester without any real establishment of social or, certainly, romantic connections whatsoever. The winter break is a long and a cold one, and upon my return to campus I don't expect a damn thing to change.
But then, one not-so-fine day, my Econ 101 class is cancelled due to extremely inclement weather. I decide to go and see a movie on campus instead of trudging all the way back to my dorm room through the snowstorm, and I'm astonished when, as I'm sitting there, a girl from my art history class on whom I have a massive crush sits down directly beside me, setting my entire body on edge with nerves.
And things are only about to get a lot more skinematic from there, if you catch my drift....
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