cumaholic21
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Halloween was over, and Jenni was feeling that way she always did this time of year. It was a long haul til Christmas break, with nothing to look forward to except trying to stay on her diet through a food holocaust. At least this year, she was in college. In the middle of the massive Psych 101 lecture, she got a ping on a MyFace account. Everyone had their laptops out, so she didn't even think twice about checking it.
It was another one of their automatic connections. It turned out that someone else born in the same zip code she was was at the college, so just for a laugh, she checked the page. She could hardly believe her eyes. It was Chris.
Chris had been her best friend through elementary school. They had been inseperable through childhood, until her parents split up. The summer before she started middle school, she was given the choice. Stay with her mother at home, and go on with the life she had been living, or go back east with her father, and start a new life.
She hadn't really thought about what she was leaving behind, and once school started, she had been so involved in being the new Jenni that she fell out of touch with Chris. By the time they started High School, even the annual Christmas emails had stopped coming. She had reinvented herself from a kind of a geek to a rebel. Her father had been too busy with work to really do anything about it, and she managed to keep her grades up and avoid expulsion.
Chris reminded her of when she was just a regular girl, and she wondered what had happened to him. She searched the campus directory and found his dorm room, and after class, she decided to drop in. She wondered what he would do when he saw her. Would he recognize her with the black streaks in her blonde hair? Would her big goth boots and the frilly little lacy skirt that didn't come near to the tops of her torn thigh highs shock him? Would he be surprised that she had grown a pair of double D breasts, or that they were practically spilling out of the velvet bustier she was wearing as a top?
Halloween was over, and Jenni was feeling that way she always did this time of year. It was a long haul til Christmas break, with nothing to look forward to except trying to stay on her diet through a food holocaust. At least this year, she was in college. In the middle of the massive Psych 101 lecture, she got a ping on a MyFace account. Everyone had their laptops out, so she didn't even think twice about checking it.
It was another one of their automatic connections. It turned out that someone else born in the same zip code she was was at the college, so just for a laugh, she checked the page. She could hardly believe her eyes. It was Chris.
Chris had been her best friend through elementary school. They had been inseperable through childhood, until her parents split up. The summer before she started middle school, she was given the choice. Stay with her mother at home, and go on with the life she had been living, or go back east with her father, and start a new life.
She hadn't really thought about what she was leaving behind, and once school started, she had been so involved in being the new Jenni that she fell out of touch with Chris. By the time they started High School, even the annual Christmas emails had stopped coming. She had reinvented herself from a kind of a geek to a rebel. Her father had been too busy with work to really do anything about it, and she managed to keep her grades up and avoid expulsion.
Chris reminded her of when she was just a regular girl, and she wondered what had happened to him. She searched the campus directory and found his dorm room, and after class, she decided to drop in. She wondered what he would do when he saw her. Would he recognize her with the black streaks in her blonde hair? Would her big goth boots and the frilly little lacy skirt that didn't come near to the tops of her torn thigh highs shock him? Would he be surprised that she had grown a pair of double D breasts, or that they were practically spilling out of the velvet bustier she was wearing as a top?