But being Chris was my roommate, there was nothing I could do about being far from him – but it didn't matter – I was straight and that's all that...mattered. Or at least that's what I thought until one night my whole life was changed.One evening Chris and I were studying in our room as normal. I was at my desk (it was on the right side facing in and faced into the middle of the room and had a several rows of shelves so I couldn't see other parts of the room). All of a sudden I felt a pinch on my. "Get of me, you freak!" Art relented, needing air more than anything,"I'm not like you! I'm not a fucking slut!" Yes you are!" This really was desperate tactics from Jessica. "Everyoneknows it." No I'm not!" Jessica had now regained a little fight, her armsstruggling in vain against the grip Art had over them. "Everyone thinks Iam but I'm not!" You're Jessica fucking Munroe! Of course you are! Everyone knows it,Jessica Munroe who has boys following her everywhere, teachers who do herhomework. You took me by the hand and led me into your house, straight to the bedroom. When we got there you pulled me close and kissed me again. You said this is such a pleasant surprise I’m so glad to see you. You undressed me quickly and pushed to the bed. You laid beside me and we kiss and rubbed each other’s bodies. You smell so good, your skin so soft and warm from the sun. We were kissing each other all other, your hard nipple in my mouth. I’m kissing your breast, your stomach, and suddenly you. She comes back with a couple of cans of soda & some cheese crackers from the vending machine."Let's take a break." Mrs. James suggests.Her & Sara sit & enjoy their refreshments for a while when Mrs. James goes to close the blinds. She comes back & removes her shirt. She has a bikini top on underneath, but still, it makes Sara a little uncomfortable.Her & Sara move on to equations & study those for about half an hour. Sara can't help but look at Mrs. James. She is however busty. She's a slim.