Foreword
Charlotte Hammersmith and Marie Capon had been college roommates for the past two years. Both attended Boston University and shared an apartment not far from campus. As the landlord rented mostly to college students, it was like living in a dorm.
Gossip flowed quickly with surprising accuracy. The intermingling of the student tenants lives made it difficult to keep secrets.
Everyone knew who was fucking who.
Charlotte and Marie had heard wild tales of the two French exchange students who shared an apartment with another student across the hall. Rumor had it that they held wild parties and indulged in group sex. Charlotte and Marie often heard wild screams and laughter in the middle of the night. And they observed some pretty strange people going in and out.
On a day to day basis, Charlotte got along with her three strange neighbors. In fact, she liked Karin, the American, very much. But she kept her distance knowing the three were lesbians. She was afraid that if she were too friendly, Karin might make a pass at her.
One day it happened. They were alone in Charlotte's apartment. Karin had come in to give Charlotte a shoulder to cry on. Charlotte was very depressed over a relationship that had not worked out. Karin decided that the time was ripe and ready.
"Charlotte," she said, "men are not worth the aggravation. Women are more gentle, more compassionate. Love a woman-and your heart will never be broken."
Karin slipped her hands under Charlotte's blouse and felt for her tender tits. She squeezed a nipple with her hand. Charlotte felt her blood run all hot and excited. But she was scared to submit, scared to have sex with another woman.
Karin pushed the blouse above Charlotte's breasts, revealing the hot. hard nipples. She took one in her mouth, tonguing it hard and sexy. Karin moaned with passionate desire. Charlotte knew she would be conquered. She could no longer resist the embraces of her friend.