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Subject: {ASSM} Sarah's New World -- Part 4 "The College Years" (FF)
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Sarah's New World -- Part 4 (FF)

   "The College Years"

By Alex Mitchelstork

ccErotica@gmail.com

http://ccErotica.googlepages.com/

June 26, 2007



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This story contains strong sexual content and is not meant for readers
under the age of 18.

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	It was only her first week at Oak Community College and Sarah was
already making tons of new friends.  College was so much better than
high school.  Of course, Amber was still her best friend, and now her
roommate.  Sarah was strong enough to fight the feelings she got when
Amber walked around the apartment half-naked; Amber was her best
friend she'd never jeopardize that.  Wednesday morning Sarah had her
first session of her public speaking class.  They were having an
informal debate as a "fun activity" before they had to start writing
real speeches.  Somebody suggested the topic of legalizing
prostitution.
	Amber got the ball rolling, "I would never consider legalizing
prostitution.  It commercializes something that's supposed to be
special, and it puts participants at risk of contracting sexual
diseases."
	A rebuttal came from a beautiful girl with short blond hair, who
Sarah would later find out was named Heather, "First of all, any
business -- including pornography, prostitution and other sex trades
-- is legally responsible for making sure that both the employees and
clients follow certain safety procedures.  When a condom is properly
used the chances of contracting a disease is practically zero.  Also,
the government has no say in what's 'special.'  I write poetry, and I
consider poetry to be very special.  I would call people who write for
money 'whores.'  I don't try to pass legislation against commercial
poetry, I just don't participate in it."
	Another student, a male who had what appeared to be a gang tattoo on
his arm added, "Disease and pregnancy are not the only risks.  I grew
up in the hood, and I can tell you that whores get beat up by their
pimps and Johns all the time."
	Again Heather replied, "Those women get beaten because what they do
is illegal.  If they are abused they can't go to the police or they'll
probably be arrested themselves.  Both the pimps and customers know
this."
	The debate went on until the end of class.  Later that afternoon,
Sarah saw Heather sitting alone at one of the on-campus restaurants.
She bought a sandwich and joined her.
	"Do you mind if I sit here?"  Sarah asked.
	"Go ahead."  Heather replied.
	"That was a pretty interesting debate in Public Speaking."  Sarah
said, trying to get a conversation started.
	"I hope I didn't rant too much."  Heather said, "It just bugs me when
people imply that sex is immoral.  It's two people doing something
that they both enjoy, why do we have to get all caught up in who's
sleeping with whom.  Thousands of years ago the invisible man in the
sky said that sex was bad and now nobody questions that."
	"I never looked at it that way before."  Sarah said, now realizing
that she might be attracted to Heather.  "There's so much focus on who
you have sex with, and for some reason enjoying sex with somebody of
the same gender as you is the biggest taboo in our modern society."
	"Some people go so far as to only be with people who believe in the
same God as them."  Heather said, sounding almost angry at how stupid
society is, "If two consenting adults want to be together they should
regardless of race, religion, color, or gender."
	"Ever since high school, I've been feeling like I might be more
attracted to women than men.  I was always too afraid to show any
signs of homosexuality to my friends.  It's not that I see anything
wrong with gays, and I don't think my friends would say anything about
it; but they'd probably look at me differently."
	"Why don't you and I go to a movie tonight?  It'll be dark so you
don't have to worry about people judging you, and we can go to my
place afterward."
	"I'd like that."  Sarah said, "What movie should we see?"
	"How about Serenity?  There's a small theater near campus that plays
older movies."
	Sarah and Heather went to the theater and watch Serenity.  During one
of the scenes with Reavers, Heather even put her arm around Sarah and
leaned closer to her.  By the ending credits they were both kissing
passionately; Sarah was, of course, only following Heather's lead.
	When they got back to Heather's house she smiled at Sarah and walked
into her room.  Sarah wasn't sure if Heather wanted her to follow her
in or not.  She decided to take the chance and walk into Heather's
room to find her lying on her bed with what can only be described as a
'horny smile' on her face.
	"Well..." Heather said, "These clothes won't take themselves off."
	Sarah lifted up Heather's shirt and unhooked her bra.  She then moved
down and unbuttoned Heather's pants.  Sarah pulled Heathers pants down
and admired her panties before removing them too.  Sarah then
proceeded to undress herself.
	"I.. Uhh, I'm not really sure where to go from here." Sarah said,
honestly.
	Heather smiled.  It was the same friendly-yet-condescending smile you
get when you ask a Best Buy employee what version of Windows your new
Mac comes with.
	"69 is always popular."  Heather said, "Lie on top of me, position
yourself so that your mouth is in front of my pussy an mine is in
front of yours."
	Sarah obeyed, and Heather continued instructing her, "Now use your
tongue to firmly apply pressure to the area right above my pussy and
I'll do the same to you.  Good, just keep doing that."
	The two of them moaned as they ate each other's pussies, and both
climaxed.  Sarah slept in Heather's apartment that night, it was the
best night's sleep she'd ever had.

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