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Reawakening
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The last traces of a dream faded away as Leanne awoke to
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see sunlight streaming in the window of her fifth-floor room
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in residence. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she looked
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at the clock. 11:00. Yeah, she thought, it's about time to
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get up. She swung her feet down and stood on the cold tile
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floor. Reaching up towards the ceiling, she arched her back
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and stretched. She had the lithe body of a dancer - light
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and flexible, yet well-toned and strong. In fact, in her
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freshman year she had been on the University's dance team,
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and the men at the party last night had all complimented her
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on how well she danced. Of course, though, males always
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tended to say nice things to her, as she was a very attract-
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ive young woman and made for pleasant company. Her crystal-
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clear blue eyes sparkled when she smiled, and she had never
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been lacking for male company ever since the time nearly a
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decade ago when boys and girls began to find each other to be
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interesting. Still, she had yet to find that one special man
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she'd been trying to find for so long now.
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Sleepily, she collected her soap, shampoo and towel and
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made her way towards the bathroom. The residence was quiet -
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nearly deserted, actually. Most of the other girls had gone
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home for the weekend; in fact, she and her roommate were
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among only about ten on the whole floor who were still at
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school that weekend. Entering the washroom, she discovered
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that someone had left the window partway open, allowing the
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cold winter air to fill the room. Oh well, she thought as
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she closed the window, a nice long, hot shower will chase the
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coldness away.
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Despite the warmth rising from where the stream of water
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struck the floor of the shower, the cold air struck her body
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as she stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed.
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A strange feeling swept through her body as her nipples be-
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came erect in the chill air. She turned her head, and her
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long, wavy blonde hair passed in front of her left breast.
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Her hair brushed across her nipple, and she gasped involun-
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tarily as the sensation shot like a bolt of lightning through
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her body, from her nipple across to the other one and down,
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ending up between her thighs. Swinging her hair out of the
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way, she looked down at her breasts. Small, rounded and
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firm, they glistened as the water from the shower rained down
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upon them. Her erect nipples attracted her attention, and
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she gently caressed the left one with her hand. As it stiff-
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ened under her touch, she felt a wave of pleasure run down
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her spine. She closed her eyes as she softly rubbed her aur-
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eola with her thumb. With her other hand, she encircled her
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right breast and, pressing gently against it, felt the firm
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resistance.
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Her attention returned to her left nipple. She began to
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tease it, squeezing it between thumb and forefinger, pulling
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on it until her fingers slipped off, pressing it into her
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breast, as the feelings running up and down her body slowly
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but steadily intensified. She rubbed the wet nipple with her
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thumb, gently at first and then more vigourously, and began
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to do the same to her right nipple as well. Feelings were
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stirring, feelings she hadn't experienced since that night so
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long ago with Rich. It was the night when she had lost her
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virginity, and so far the only time she had slept with a man.
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She felt an awakening of the desires that had been dormant
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for so long, buried deep within her soul ever since she broke
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up with him a couple of weeks later.
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Her left hand slid slowly down her stomach, tracing the
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pattern of kisses he had planted so tenderly on that evening
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of discovery. Down her hand went, past her belly button and
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on to the mat of her pubic hair. As her fingers reached the
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mound of her labia, a wave of excitement travelled through
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her body, and she felt her nipples tense up beneath her other
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hand. She brought it down to join in the exploration, and
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gently pulled the lips apart. With one finger, she gingerly
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touched her clitoris. Her knees weakened, and she nearly
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cried out as the long-lost sensation flooded her mind and re-
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fused to leave, a refusal for which she was very grateful.
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Her breathing became faster and shallower as she toyed
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with her clitoris, as she had earlier done with her nipples.
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She inserted a finger from the hand holding her lips apart
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into her vagina and began to wiggle it around as she contin-
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ued to stimulate her clitoris. Deeper and deeper she probed,
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as far as her finger would reach into her warm interior, as
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the powerful sensations grew stronger moment by moment. As
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she inserted a second finger, she felt herself coming nearer
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to the climax, and increased the pace of her stimulation.
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Soon, the muscles of her vagina tensed up, and she felt like
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she was riding the crest of a huge wave. She prayed nobody
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would hear her as the ecstasy broke over her whole body; it
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was all she could do to prevent herself from screaming out.
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The orgasm seemed to last forever, and she only realized
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it had ended when she felt the pain from biting her tongue so
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hard start to penetrate the layers of pleasure sweeping
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through her senses. Opening her mouth to relieve the pain,
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she removed her fingers from her vagina and brought them to
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her tongue to taste her own juices. She was surprised that
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she liked the taste - she'd always thought it would taste un-
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pleasant. She licked as much off her fingers as she could,
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one finger at a time, and then proceeded with the shower she
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had been just about to start ... it seemed so long ago.
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The bathroom door opened just as she got out of the
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shower, and another girl walked in. "Good morning, Leanne!"
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"Oh, hi Liz." It was her roommate. "Did you have fun
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at Mark's place last night?" she said with a wicked grin.
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"Yeah, we rented a couple of movies. Didn't get to see
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much of them, though." Liz replied with an embarrassed smile.
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"You look flushed ... are you feeling okay?"
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"What? Oh, uh, yeah, I'm fine. I just had a long, hot
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shower, that's all."
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"By the way, Steve called a couple of minutes ago. He
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thought you might like to go see a movie or something to-
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night."
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"Yeah, I think I do." Leanne walked slowly back to her
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room, a hint of a smile on her lips.
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--- THE END ---
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