(Any girls want to join in on this please do…Hopefully this turns out nicely)

The professor finishes his lecture and tells everyone to have a great weekend. As he does a young woman in her late teens, eighteen or nineteen to be more arracute, stuffs all of her school items into a large brown leather backpack and stands up. As she stands, she hoists the backpack onto her back, the shoulder straps tightly against her shoulders and armpits as she heads to the door.

Annibelle or Annie as everyone knows her is a very beautiful young woman. However she is also a bit odd to say it kindly. She is five foot two with waist length dirty blonde curly hair that is always worn in pigtails. Her deep sapphire blue eyes blaze with an inner beauty and intellect which makes most people around her feel inferor and are framed behind large round glasses. She has dark eyelashes and tiny freckles on her cheeks. . As she smiles, she reveals stark white teeth set behind silver braces. Her lips are full and are as usual painted pink. She loves pink and always wears pink lipstick, nailpolish, eyeshadow you name it. Her face is very pixie like. The type of girl who is always considered cute but never sexy. Tiny ears and nose complete her face.

As for her body, Annie is a tiny girl. She weighs about ninty nine pounds with short legs and tiny feet. Tiny delicate hands with tiny arms. Her fingers are delicate and nimble. She has a flat belly and decently sized round breasts. A mid B cup with tiny plump nipples. She has a really round and plump ass which gets her int trouble and nicely shaped hips. Today she wears a pair of plain dark faded sneakers with a plaid mini skirt and a hot pink tank top. Underneath she has on pink silk panties and a matching bra.

“Hey Annie, want to go back to my dorm room and fuck all afternoon?” Annie hears one of her fellow male classmates call out to her from a few feet away. Rolling her eyes, Annie shakes her head no.

“How many times do I have to keep telling your jerks I’m not into guys…I’m a lesbian. I like girls!” Annie exclaims as she heads out the door and down the hallway before the guy can make any other remark. Its not that she hates guys…Its just she isn’t into them.

Oh how I wish I could find a nice girl who could see past my nerdy apperance and find me sexy and appealing. Annie thinks to herself as she walks down the hallway and towards on the exits of the university. She needs some coffee and alone time. Annie knows that some time at the local coffeehouse will do her good.

Casey sips at her latte as she stares at the F at the top of the page in front of her. How could that pompous professor give her an F? Doesn't she know I'm a cheerleader. They show me on national TV whenever the football team plays. An F could get me kicked off the squad.

Casey was your typical cheerleader. Had led a charmed life, blessed with good looks, an athletic, yet still feminine, body. Always part of the in crowd. She was smart as well, but because of her busy social schedule, tended to coast when it came to her studies. But now the F. The bitchy Professor suggested she find a tutor.

Lost in her thoughts Casey didn't see the girl standing beside her.

"Excuse me again. Could I sit here? It's the only chair left in the place."

Casey looked up at the girl. She looks like your typical bookworm knew back in high school. For some reason her eyes settled on the slight, but noticeable outline her small nipples were making in the pink tanktop she wore, before moving back up to her face.

"Sure, no problem."

“Sure, no problem.” Casey said as Annie waited for her to respond. Annie smiles at Casey as she sets her coffee down on the table before pulling her backpack off of her back and placed it to her right side. Sighing in relief of finally being relieved of her heavy burden, Annie puls the chair back and sits down.

“Thank you, I wasn’t sure if I would be able to find somewhere to ist and I’ve had a rough day.” Annie says in her musical second soprano voice as she picks up her steaming mug of black liquid and drink from it. The coffee is pure black, no suger, no milk, just plain black and strong as she liked it.

Casey eh? I remember her from high school…I think. If memory serves me correctly it was tenth grade that gave her the key to unlock the door of her current success. I remember having a super crush on her and in all honesty she is still as sexy as those old days. Annie thinks to herself as she drinks her coffe and thinks about the past.

That day had started out horrible but not that it was over, everything is now okay. Annie had endured the tragedy of losing a friend after they found out she is gay and has feelings for her. Why can’t I find anyone? I mean I know I’m not beautiful or sexy even but I don’t think I look that bad Annie thinks to herself as she looks back up at Casey as she gently puts her coffee back down on the counter.

“How was your day? Hope it was better than mine.” Annie says in a caring voice. Not because she is friends with Casey, she bearly saw her in the halls back in high school let alone university but Annie just likes to make sure everyone is okay.

"Huh, what? Oh I'm sorry, I wasn't listening. I've had a crappy day. Got an F in Lit. The jerk I've been dating broke up so he could get back with his high school honey, and my back is sore from straining a muscle at last weeks game. So how are you?"

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that. Mine started out bad but its okay now I guess. " Annie says as she sips her coffee again. " I lost a friend..well they didn't like something so they won't talk to me.." Annie trails off.

Annie allows a quick glance over Casey's body and what a body it is. Very athletic and oh so sexy. Annie could feel her silk panties begining to get a bit damp just thinking about this girl...

Stop it now. First off this girl isn't like that remember. She just stated that she lost her boyfriend. Secondly even if she even somewhat swung that way, you and her are in complete diffrent worlds. Annie thought to herself as she sipped at her coffee.

Casey thought to herself what a jerk she is being. The girl, Casey hasn't even asked her name, is being very nice.

"Hi I'm sorry for being rude. I'm Casey, and you are?

"Hi Annie, nice to meet you."

I like the way Annie is looking at me.

Annie giggles at Case'y comment about being rude. Annie smiles brightly at her, revelaing both pure white teeth behind silver braces.

"Don't feel bad about it Casey, we all have our bad days and thank you its nice to meet you too." Annie says as she quickly gives antoehr look over on the cheerleader and begins to sip at her coffee again.

Damn it, she is really hot and really getting me turned on. Maybe I should head back to my dorm room and take a nice cold shower...Yeah that's it, a nice coldshower would do me loads of good. that and a little alone time with my hand lost in my panties would help too...Annie thinks to herself.

Casey noticed Annie's eyes give her a once over and smiled back at her. Casey was accustom to looks from men and women and never tired of it. She hoped it didn't make her vain. Annie was really cute, if she went for the make-up and stuff that most of the girl's in college did, Casey bet she would be a real looker. Maybe she was going to be a late bloomer as many bookworms turned out to be. Which gave Casey an idea.

"So, do you take Lit? My professor said I need a tutor, which I know I don't. However, a study partner to help me stay focused would be great. And if there is a class or something I could help you with, I could repay the favor.?"

First off \i want to apologize for not replying sooner. \i know you must be angry about that. \my laptopl completely killed itself on me and \i just got a new one yesterday so if you want to keep going then lets keep going.



Annie looked down when Casey asked that question. \of course she took \lit. She had it the year before and passed it with honors. \if helping Casey out would allow annie to be with her..Even if it was only a little bit longer then Annie was all for helping out th this sex goddess.

\'i took \lit last year...sure \i can help you study...\i don't really know what you could do to help me out but you don't have to.\' annie said smiling brightly at Casey, her lips pulling back just a bit to reveal perfect teeth behind silver braces. you could help me out by stripping me down and licking my slit out, Annie thought to herself and mentally banished the thought, feeling her cheeks turn a dark shade of crimson. \oh how she would love to get Casey nude and fuck her to cloud nine..but she would never be able to that. Surely Casey has to like guys...And if she was into girls, well there was no way in hell that she could be into a brainy nerdy bookworm like herself. why should she when she can have anyone she wants.

Casey noticed Annie blush for some reason as she smiled at her.

"Great, how about we get started now? My apartment is just a couple of blocks from here. One of the perks of being a senior, and having generous parents, you don't have to live in the dorm anymore."

"Ah, well, sure" Annie replies.

They both swallowed the last of their coffee drinks and left the coffeehouse and headed to Casey's apartment. During the walk Annie told Casey they went to the same high school, Annie a couple of years behind her. Casey is surprised and somewhat embarassed that she doesn't remember Annie.

"Don't be. You were up on the stage leading pep rallies, Vice President of the student council, prom queen. And I was just another 10th grader learning the ropes of high school." Annie said, secretly quite glad Casey is uncomfortable not remembering her.

Casey remains silent as they walk into the gated apartment complex and into Apartment G-6.

The living room is well-appointed, not exactly what Annie would have expected for a college girl. The sliding glass doors opened up to a view of the pool and hot tub. In fact, the hot tub was mere steps from Casey's patio. In the corner was a desk with what looked like a really expensive computer on it, at least a 26" monitor, with a webcam sitting on top.

Casey spoke up, " Go ahead and look around if you want. Make yourself at home. There's stuff to drink in the frig and some leftover pizza if you are hungry. I'm going to change into some sweats or something more comfortable."

Casey turned and started to walk through a door off the kitchen. She took a couple of steps and turned back towards Annie. Her hands were at the buttons of her blouse and she had already opened a couple, and Annie could see the tops of Casey's breasts pushed up in a lacy black bra. The sight nearly took her breath away.

"Look, I'm really sorry I didn't remember you, even if we were in different grades. You probably think I'm just another vapid, self centered cheerleader, but I'm not. Or at least not totally" Casey smiles. "I really appreciate you're helping me and I meant it when I said I'd be glad to help you out anyway I can."

Casey walked into the other room and pulls the door behind her, though not completely shut. Annie, the thought of just the tops of Casey's breasts image burning in her brain, casually walks past the partially opened door towards the kitchen. She steals a glance through the opening and sees Casey standing next to a small vanity, removing her watch and rings and placing them on the countertop.

Not wanting to be caught peeking she moves to the frig and opens it. There is bottled water, a few Diet Cokes, some Corona Lights, and a bottle of white wine, along with the pizza and a few tupperware containers. Feeling the need to boost her confidence Annie calls out,

"Okay if I get a glass of your wine?"

"Sure, pour me one too, the glasses are in the chest behind you."

This causes Annie to walk past the doorway again. Casey is still in front of the vanity, now only in her bra and matching black panties, as she goes through a drawer looking for something.

Annie's hands are shaking as she removes the wine glasses from the shelf. As she walks back, she glances into the room yet again. Casey's back is to her and she watches as Casey reaches behind her and unfastens her bra and throws it onto the bed, before slipping a sleeveless shirt over her head and a pair of cut-off sweatpants up over her legs and those delicious black panties, the material not enough to cover Casey's ass which Annie can't take her eyes off of.

Annie almost jumps into the kitchen to avoid being caught as Casey starts to turn around. Her hands are trembling so much she can't get the cork out of the bottle. Suddenly Casey is right behind her, her bare leg lightly touching her own beneath the hem of her short skirt, her fragrance feeling the room.

"You seem to be having trouble there. Go sit down and I'll get us the wine." Casey says with a friendly smile.

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Annie had to bite her lower lip when she felt Casey's leg brush agaist hers under her mini skirt. At this point her panties are soaked through, her scent probably noticible in the air and she was already close to cumming right there and then. Oh how she loved the sight of her ass barely contined in those delicious black panties. She felt the urge to pounce on the cheerleader even if Casey would kill her. Oh how she was horny. She could tell that her small nipples are now hard peaks against the silk of her bra. The feeling of the silk brushing against her nipples were almost unbareable. She can also feel her juices between her legs. Her lips were swollen and needed to be touched and her small patch of downy soft dirty blonde curls were probably slick and would gleam in the light if she was nude.

"Okay, I'll go sit down then." Annie managed to get out somehow, her throat dry as a rock as she turned and headed towards the sofa in the living area. Oh Gods how she was hot for Casey. She wished so bad that Casey felt the same way. Annie could already tell that she would be spending that evening with her hand dup her skirt and down her panties.

Casey couldn't help but notice Annie's hard little nipples poking out from her top. Casey had noticed Annie walk by the door 2 or 3 times as she changed. Could it be Annie liked girls? Casey was in need of some intimate moments, whether it be male or female. Her ex-boyfriend was a terrible lover. Hell, he came a couple of times just putting a rubber on. Casey liked girls just as much as boys. Cheerleading camps were like open season, sometimes 4 or 5 girls would be in a room together, doing everything one could imagine, and a few things Casey had never dreamed of.

Casey usually was not the aggressor with other girls, but she doubted Annie would take the initiative. She poured them both a glass of wine and headed back to the sofa where Annie was waiting.

While Casey was dealing with the wine, Annie was sitting on the sofa. She decided that she needed to take off her shoes and socks. She had been waling all day and her feet were killing her. Bringing up one foot so she cna untie her shoe and take both it and her sock off, Annie forgets that doing so causes her tiny mini skirt to hike up to reveal creamy thigh and a hint of pink silk pantie.

Once Annie has both shoes and socks off she wiggles her toes. Seeing Casey is still in the kitchen and not looking her way, Annie places the palm of her hand on the crotch of her panties to see just how wet she is. When she brings her hand up to her lips, her hand is nice and moist from touching her soaked through panties. She is suprised that Casey hasn't noticed. Seeing that the cheerleader still wasn't looking, Annie begins to rub her hand over the crotch of her panties a couple of times, biting her lips so not to let a moan or gasp slip out.

When she sees Casey about to turn to walk in, Annie stops what she is doing nad rearranges heself as if nothing had happened except her taking her shoes off.

"Thanks for the wine Casey." Annie says, blushing a beet red as she takes the wine from the older woman and bringing the glass to her lips to sip.

"Hey, I see you have taken your shoes off. Glad you are getting comfortable."

Annie blushed an even deeper shade of red. "Ah, I hope you don't mind. My feet are killing me. You know how it is breaking in new shoes."

"Here, let me rub them for you. After cheerleading practice my feet are sore too. Sometimes, some of the girls, well, we take turns rubbing each other in the locker room"

Annie almost chokes on a sip of wine at Casey's comment. Without asking, Casey takes Annie's leg around her knee and pulls her leg up on the couch and rests her foot between her legs and starts to rub the sole of her foot. In doing so it's obvious that Casey has an unobstructed view of Annie's pink panties. Annie leans back into the sofa as Casey's strong hands and fingers work her foot, easing away the soreness. She closes her eyes and allows Casey to continue with her foot.

Casey sees the wetness seeping through the thin nylon of Annie's panties and the sweet aroma of her arousal. She feels her own arousal begin to build. She slowly works her hands up from Annie's foot to her calf, while raising the foot into the air. Casey slowly sucks her toes between her lips.

* peeping through the window *