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I was very happy when I got into an all-girls college. The boys on campus in high school had always been a distraction, always hitting on the girls and trying to get them into bed. It seemed like all they wanted was what was between our legs.

I had fallen for someone in high school and given him my virginity but in the end of the school year he just dumped me for another prettier girl. The way I figured an all-girls school would allow me to focus on my studies for four years and not be distracted by relationships that end nowhere.

What I had not expected was the lesbian influence on campus. I knew that all women's schools had a large percent of lesbians, after all it made sense for a lesbian to want to go to an all-women's school. I was still surprised at the number of lesbians and that they were so open about their lesbian relationships.

It seemed like every other girl was a lesbian. I knew that was not the case but it seemed that way when you walked around campus. There were lots of openly gay couples holding hands and kissing each other on campus. They also held rallies and had special events regularly. There were even clubs and athletic teams that seemed to have an all lesbian membership and they all flew pride flags around campus.

What was more troubling then that was the inclination of upper-class lesbians to pressure members of the freshman class to go out on dates with them. Even during orientation week they seemed to be asking freshman girls and transfer students out on dates in droves.

What troubled me even more was the enthusiasm of many of the girls to accept their invitations, by the beginning of the first week of school there was already one girl in my dorm that was in a relationship with an upper-class lesbian.

The rumor was that her new girlfriend had brought her to a party full of upper-class lesbians and seduced her, but no one could say how exactly or what took place. The first day of school she went on "the walk" where she walked around the Quad holding her new girlfriends hand. I had heard that was the tradition around campus, that when a girl came out of the closet she walked around the quad to the cheers of the other lesbians on campus. The worst part was that the girl seemed so happy with her older girlfriend and always talked about how wonderful the woman was. She even went as far as suggesting that other girls should try a date with a lesbian just in case they were really gay and just did not know it.

She was not the only woman to come out the first week of school, I figured all these girls were already gay and now had a comfortable place to be themselves, but as the weeks went on and the numbers of women coming out as lesbians increased and I was not so sure what to think.

My roommates name was Heather. She was a dirty blond girl from the Midwest and very nice. We were both eighteen. This was the furthest from home she had even been and she too had been excited to come here, we quickly became good friends.

Late one night a couple of weeks into school, I was picking up our mail and noticed a package slip, when I went to pick it up the girl in the mail room smiled, "You got flowers," she said. When I read the card I noticed they were for Heather.

"Who are they from? Is it your girlfriend?" The girl asked smiling at me.

"I'm not gay." I said; looks like they are for my roommate anyway.

"That is too bad; tell you what if you ever want to hang out just give me a call."

She handed me a yellow stick note with her name and number. I threw it out on the way up to my room.

When I got up to our room I gave her the flowers. She looked over the card carefully.

"Are they from your parents?" I asked

"No they are from this girl named Cat."

"Cat?" I said in shock.

"Her real name is Cathy, I think she has a pretty big crush on me."

"Oh that is weird." I said

"Yeah I guess I should be flattered but she is way to forward about it. She is in my American History class and she always sits right next to me. I should have known the first day when she looked at me the way she did. She looks at me with this half smile and her eyes seem to look right though me. She keeps asking me out too. Every day this week it is something. Sometimes she says it is to study or to go somewhere in a group but I know she wants to be more then friends."

"What are you going to do?" I asked

"I don't know I really don't want to piss her off because she seems really nice, and she is good at history so she could be a good study buddy but I don't want her to think I'm going to be her girlfriend either. The card invites me to some party."

"Are you going to go?" I asked

"No, I've heard that these parties are basically just excuses to get you to go on your first a date with another woman and from what I heard girls that date always ends up with more dates and sooner or later you end up in bed with them. Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure" I said

"Have you been hit on by a lesbian yet?"

"No. Well the mail room girl did a little, and I've caught a couple of girls checking me out I think it is hard to tell. I'm not used to women looking at me like this. It is hard to tell when it is the regular looking and a lesbian checking me out." I said.

"I ask because I've heard a lot of other freshmen girls say that they have been hit on several times and...well Cat is hitting on me." Heather replied.

"Well we do go to an all-girls school, and there were rumors even before we got here." I said.

"Yeah but I did not think I'd be hit on like this. I mean I heard that lots of the upper class lesbians are asking freshman girls out openly on campus. They come up to you in a group when you're alone and the one girl that likes you asks you out. Then the rest of the girls use peer pressure to make you say yes."

"They also make out in front of you on campus too." I said,

"Yeah I think they do that on purpose. It is creepy. Before my Econ class there was this red head girl kissing one of my classmates outside of class. She is a freshman like us too and I had assumed she was straight. The worst part was that that she seemed to really like it. When she came into class her cheeks were all red and she had this faraway look in her eyes. Some of the girls teased her about it. One of the lesbians even asked her if she had sex with her yet."

"That is horrible." I said.

"When she said no, they started telling her all the things the other girl could do to her if only she would let her. Like eating her out and stuff. They said to would feel so good that she would never go back to boys."

"Then what happened?" I said feeling very strange.

"Well that was it because the class started but the red head girl was waiting outside after class. I walked away before I could see what happened but I'm sure they we going out. I don't want to end up like her so I'm definitely not going to their party." Heather said.

"Well let's stay in and watch a movie, just because other girls go out and get drunk and hook up with lesbians doesn't mean we have to." I said.

"OK sounds good," she said, "I'm happy you're my roommate and not some lesbian."

"Me too." I said feeling relieved.

The next couple of Friday and Saturday nights we stayed in watching TV and movies. It seemed that those were the two days that all the parties and dates happened. We heard about several other girls on our floor coming out, but overall we just tried to keep to ourselves. Late one night there was a knock on our door. It was Rebecca who lived across the hall. Her body was shaking.

"Can I stay in here?" She asked.

"Sure what happened?" I replied

"I came home tonight and Tammy... she was... having sex." Tammy was her roommate a conservative blonde girl. Tammy had openly spoken out against all the lesbian relationships the first week of school, but I had not seen much of her after that.

"Oh did she sneak in a boy?" Heather said looking at her. "What did he look like?"

"No... no... you don't understand, it was Angie." Rebecca said in almost a whisper.

We all looked at each other shocked a bit. I knew Angie had asked Tammy out but I thought that was where it ended. Angie was a junior and openly gay. She had short hair and tattoos. Some of the lesbians on campus you couldn't tell were gay by the way they looked but Angie looked more the way I thought a lesbian should. I had a hard time believing that Tammy would fall for her advances. Tammy had been so open about her opinion that lesbians were disgusting and the act was unnatural and immoral.

"When I left for class they were just studying but now. Well... they are not studying anymore. I was only gone for a couple of hours and now..." Rebecca said almost crying.

"It is ok," Heather said coming up to her. "I have a sleeping bag and an extra pillow you can sleep on the floor if you want."

"The worst part is she seemed to like it. How can this happen? Tammy was my friend and she said she didn't like girls, we talked about it last week, but somehow Angie..."

"Maybe you saw wrong," I said, "maybe they were just sleeping."

"NO!" Rebecca screamed, "I know what I saw, Tammy was naked from her waist down and between her legs was Angie's hand. Tammy was moaning as Angie's fingers went inside of her. God she was moaning so loud. You don't understand she really liked it... she liked it so much... It must have felt really good. To be fucked like that."

"It is ok," I said "don't worry about it. You're safe in here."

"Am I? You did not see it; Tammy was in so much pleasure, she looked so happy. How can I live with a lesbian roommate? What if they want to have sex every night?" Rebecca looked like she was about to cry again.

"You can come here as much as you want." Heather said.

"Thank you." Rebecca said.

Once Rebecca calmed down I went down to the commons to get us all sodas out of the vending machine.

This girl was looking at me funny and after a couple of moments she came up to me.

"Hey my name is Mary what is yours?"

"Erica" I said pumping quarters into the machine.

"You want to come to a party Erica?" She said trying to hand me a flyer.

"No thank you."

"You sure?" She said looking into my eyes, "It is going to be lots of fun and I have free tickets."

"No thank you I'm hanging out with my friends." I said.

"They can come too." She countered.

"I'm not interested." I said turning and walking away.

"Wait." She said and I felt a hand on my butt. I felt her tuck the flyer into my back pocket. Then she patted my butt. "Please change your mind." She said, "Trust me you won't regret it."

As I walked away I could feel my heart racing, I never told anyone about the girl but when she patted me on the butt I felt a shock of excitement go through me in a way I had never felt before.

Another week of school passed and more girls came out to take "the walk". One of them was in my Women Studies class. Her name was Anna and she sat usually in the desk behind me. After she came out she started to sit next to the other lesbians in class. There were quite a few in that class because the professor was gay too. Professor Keller was her name and she was in her early 30's. She never said much about herself being gay but everyone said she was. Before class on Friday Anna was talking to one of the other lesbians before class.

"I'm sure you've been asked before, but I was sick last week. So how was it, with Wendy?" One woman asked. "I heard last weekend you hooked up with her."

"Yes..." Anna said softly.

"So how was it? I heard she was fingering you on the dance floor before she took you home with her." There was silence for a while. "It is ok we are all lesbians here you can be honest with us. I'm trying to date a girl that thinks she is straight so I want to know how she got into your pants so quickly."

"Wow your forward... she was... Good. I don't know it just felt good." Anna whimpered.

"Why did you let her in so quickly? I heard it was your first date." The woman asked.

"No, that is not really true; we had gone out several times for coffee and stuff. I don't know just the way she looked at me made me feel. Before the first time we went out I did not think of her that way, but something changed as we got to know each other. At the party I just started to want it so bad. I never thought I was gay before the other night but everything felt so natural and wonderful that I could not help but let her..." Anna broke off as she realized other women in the class were listening.

"What about you? Did you?... Between her legs, or did you just let her go down on you." The woman asked.

"Wow that is sort of personal." Anna said.

"Well, I'm just curious... Please don't feel embarrassed. Like I said I'm trying to date a girl... and you thought you were straight so I just want to know. Maybe it will be the same for her."

"Yes I did things... between her legs." Anna said her cheeks getting bright red.

"Good that was only fair... and how was it, did you like it?"

Anna paused for a second then said in a whisper, "Yes I liked it, giving her pleasure and she tasted... good."

"That is wonderful sweetheart, so you feel you're a lesbian now? I heard you took the walk alone."

"Yes, it is still a little strange to say it out loud but, yes." Anna said.

"That was very brave, are you going out with Wendy? Or was it just a one night stand."

"I think it just was a one night thing." Anna said softly.

"Ahhh, well her loss, so tell me... you think the girl over there is cute?"

Looking over to the side of the classroom sat a shorthaired girl.

"Well I...yes," than a long pause. "I think she is beautiful,"

"Good, I think I've seen you walk towards the dorms from here, this your last class of the day?"

"Yes," Wendy said. "Is it hers?" She said in almost a whisper.

"Yes," The other girl said walking over, "My name is Zina do you want to do something after class maybe go for a walk or get something to eat?"

"That sounds nice." Wendy said looking up at Zina. "I'd love to."

"Oh god you fucking femmes." One of the other women said. "One good fuck from a dyke and another little lesbian cunt blooms into the world. In a couple of days you'll be holding this one's hand all around school. Kissing her in front of all these straight bitches and at night you'll be fucking each other like good little dykes and for the rest of you it is only a matter of time before you will let one of us between your legs." The woman said looking around the room.

I looked back at the group. There were 5 of them, and a couple of them looked somewhat butch, one of the short haired women snickered at me and said.

"What are you looking at Breeder? Your cunt will be like this one's soon enough. You'll fit into our world nicely. You heard what she said, she thought she was straight till one of us took her and changed her mind. I bet by the end of the semester there is not a girl in here that does not eat at the Y."

"Is that anyway to talk to your classmate?" The professor walked in with a stern look on her face.

"Sorry professor." The woman said

"I want you to see me after class that is no way to talk to another woman." Professor Keller said before beginning the class.

After class Wendy did walk off with the other girl. The butch girl did not say anything in class the next couple of weeks but she was right by the next Friday the two were a couple they and soon they became inseparable.

One Friday night I came home to my roommate holding a pink piece of paper.

"What is it?" I asked.

"It is a letter from Cat." She said handing it to me.

I can love you with the seasons, with the winds, the rains,

with the stars in the sky, we as endless constellations

You and I tremble in secret, the needs of our bodies, as bees

Buzz round an closed bud: ready to become a beautiful flower

Our love could be perfect, and in me you can find yourself,

My goal, my intent is to open the book of your life to a new chapter,

To crack the shell of the lies of men and release your gentle spirit from conformity,

If I should fail your true life is forfeit and the future will be bleak and pale

but I pledge not to fail both of us and soon our bodies will embrace as one

As it was meant to be, as we are meant to be.

"Wow that is..." I hesitated feeling my heart pound in my chest.

"Erotic?" My roommate said.

"That is one word for it." I said.

"That is not all she sent me a vibrator."

"Really? Now that is Erotic."

"Yes it just says try it and think of me, and worse than that it is called the gal pal." Heather said pulling it out of the box.

"Really that is crazy." I felt a cringe in my chest. "Still you have to admit she is a good writer though."

"Yes... a little too good." Heather whimpered.

I never asked my roommate what the meant. I did not want to know.

A couple of days pasted and the vibrator went from my roommate's desk into a drawer but the poem stayed on her desk. To my surprise when she was gone I secretly read it over and over again. Something about the poem seemed so seductive, honest and wonderful. I did not even know Cat but she seemed to really deeply want Heather and not just for sex. I had never had someone write me something like that and it made me feel empty inside. It made me want to be loved.

One morning I was dreaming that I was back home, in my house alone. I was wandering around but could not find anyone. I kept looking everywhere and the house seemed to go on forever. Eventually I found my room back home. Heather was there lying on my bed. I watched her as she slept. When she woke up she simply said, "it won't be long."

I woke up in a daze.

I looked at my clock. It was 3 am. I had to pee so I went to the restrooms in the center of the floor.

After leaving the stall, I could hear gasping and moaning in the back of the showers. I was still in a daze and I wanted to make sure no one was hurt so I walked back to see what was going on.

I was shocked to see there were two girls naked in the shower together. They were roommates and lived down the hall but I could not recall their names. I thought they were both straight but here they were naked in the shower one rubbing the other between her legs. "I can't get enough of you." The dirty blond freshman said getting down on her knees.

"Me too baby, I'm so happy with you," said the black haired one. "It feels so good to be with you."

"AHHHH YES YES FUCK YES BABY YES." The woman screamed.

I started to walk away but her screams echoed, "AHHH AHHH AHHH DON'T STOP AHHHHH FUCK YES!!"

I listen as the woman came hard. I had never experienced anything that pleasurable.

"I love you." I heard one of them say after a couple of moments.

"I love you to baby," was the response.

When I woke up in the morning I thought it might all be a dream but when we went down to eat though the two girls I saw the night before were eating together in the cafeteria. They would feed each other and kiss.

"What is up with them?" I asked Heather.

"Annie and Laura are their names. They are roommates. I heard that they are an item now, that this upper-class lesbian named Sam seduced them both one night, taught them how to have sex with each other. I guess they liked it so much they stayed together." It was hard for me to look away.

The next day I went to see my Professor Ms. Keller. I knew she was a lesbian but there were no rumors of her seducing students and everyone seemed to respect and enjoy her classes.

"Well it is not me, I said I have not been hit on, but several of my friends have been... asked out. I'm not sure what they should do." I finally said.

"Take a seat." She said motioning to the couch in the corner of her office "Tell me what is happening."

I sat down and took off my backpack.

"Well I have several friends including my roommate that keep getting asked out by lesbians. They don't know what to do about it; they are even getting gifts from the girls." I told her.

"What type of gifts?" She said in a sympathetic voice.

"Well dirty gifts; my roommate even got a vibrator as a gift."

"I can see how that might seem shocking to a young woman. Is there anything else bothering you?" She said reaching out and holding my hand.

"No... well a couple of days ago one of our friends..." I was frozen.

"Did she hook up with another girl?" She asked.

"Yes." I whimpered.

"Do you that it is weird?" She asked.

"Only because she never said anything about being a lesbian." I said.

"Let me ask you this, do you feel the two have a connection?" She asked.

I thought about it, the two did seem happy together.

"Yes I think so." I said looking at her.

"Women talk an emotional language that men do not understand; your friend is just beginning to learn that it is ok to enjoy that language with another woman. It is natural and normal. She is at an all-girls school surrounded by wonderful women that have the opportunity to make deep connections with each other. Some women share this through friendship as I'm sure you do, but on an even deeper more fulfilling not to mention sexual level lesbians share this with each other. Also exploration is a normal part of college, so weather it is your first beer or your first sexual experience your friend is just joining the adult world."

I sat there for a second trying to think about what she had said.

"Anything else you have questions about, I could give you a couple of books to read that might help you understand what she is going though." She said standing up and walking to the shelves in the office.

"What should we do about her now?" I blurted out.

"What do you mean?" She said turning back.

"She and her girlfriend keep trying to get us to go out on dates with other woman and out with their group. They already convinced one girl on our floor to go and she is now a lesbian too. I don't feel comfortable around them." I said quickly.

"I think your friend is just connecting so well with her new girlfriend that she thinks she knows what is best for all of you and your roommate, college is a good time to really examine what and who you are going to become. Try to forget any preconceived notions of who you and your friends are supposed to be and supposed to be sexually attracted to. I would just be happy for your friend and move along with your life. If your friends are truly not interested they should give back the gifts otherwise they are misleading the women that are giving the gifts."

That was a great idea, just give back the gifts. "Thank you professor," I said smiling.

"You're welcome my door is always open." She said.

As I walked away I felt a lot better than I had going into the Professor's office. Heather should give back the vibrator. Everything was going to be ok.

A couple of minutes after I realized I left my backpack in the professor's office.

There was no one in there and the door was unlocked as I picked up my backpack before I heard voices entering the office.

"Ahhhh ahhh yes sweetie." One of the voices said as it slammed the door.

I slipped into the closet not wanting to be seen.

"Oh sweetie why did you have to leave this weekend?" One of the voice said.

"I had to baby, but I'm back now and I'm all yours." The voice I recognized as Ms. Keller.

It took me a second but I realized the other woman was the Art History teacher. Ms. Mclean. I never knew she was gay too. She looked so normal and so conservative.

As I watched tough the crack in the closet door I could see the two kissing passionately standing near the door.

They made their way to the couch in the corner of Ms. Keller's office, the same couch that she had sit next to me and talked to me less than an hour ago.

They continued to kiss each other. I closed my eyes and told myself it would all be over soon. I kept my eyes closed for a long time but eventually I opened them again.

The two women were still kissing but Ms. Keller was now naked from her waist up and Ms. Mclean was on top of her kissing her. Ms. Keller brought Ms. Mclean's hand to between her legs where her pants were already unbuttoned. Ms. Mclean then smiled leaning down and kissing one of Ms. Keller's nipples.

"Ahhh baby, you've already learned so much," my professor whimpered.

"I had a good teacher." She said

I closed my eyes again for what seemed like forever. There was a lot of moaning and kissing. After a while it got quite for a minute and I reopened my eyes thinking they might be done.

Instead what I saw was Ms. Mclean between Ms. Keller's legs looking at her panties.

"You're so wet." Ms. Mclean said, "I can see it through your panties."

"Yes baby, you make me that way, it has been three days since you've been between my legs, and I get so horny. I want you like this all the time, between my legs. I love it when you look up at me this way, your sweet lips are so wet."

"I love it to. You make me feel so good,"

Ms. Keller smiled and pulled her panties to one side.

"You shaved yourself for me?" Ms. Mclean said.

"You said you might like it, do you like it?"

"Oh yes baby." Ms. Mclean whimpered.

I should close my eyes again I thought but I couldn't instead I watched as Ms. Mclean licked between Ms. Keller's legs.

My eyes were locked on Ms. Keller's body as she moaned over and over again.

"That is so wonderful. So good baby." She whimpered.

I watched as Ms. Mclean ate out my professor. My eyes were locked and time seemed to stop as these two lesbians made love to each other. It was not too long before Professor Keller came into her girlfriend's lips.

"That was great baby, my turn. I want you to strip for me." Ms. Keller said smiling at her lover.

"Yes baby, anything you want. I'm yours."

Ms. Mclean quickly took off her remaining close and sat in the exact spot I had sat on the couch.

Ms. Keller smiled as the other woman's legs spread apart eagerly and looked at her with a smile. "Fuck you're perfect baby."

Ms. Keller went between Ms. Mclean's legs and Ms. Mclean let out a soft moan.

"Oh god it feels so good, you make me feel so good." She said reaching down and grabbing Ms. Keller's hair.

I watched as Ms. Keller licked between Ms. Mclean's legs. Ms. Mclean would look down at Ms. Keller between her legs and moan over and over again.

After a while it seemed like their bodies became one and at one point I remember just staring at Ms. Keller's naked butt.

Eventually Ms. Mclean's body began to rock violently on the couch and her moans became screams that ended with her entire body convulsing.

Ms. Keller slowly came up Ms. Mclean's body and the two kissed. Ms. Mclean wrapped her hands around Ms. Keller's body. Then she said, "That was amazing; you're the only one that has ever made me feel like that."

"I know you told me, you never came with a man." Ms. Keller looked deep into the other woman's eyes. "Are you going to come out, sweetie, I want you to be my girlfriend I don't want this to be a secrete anymore. I need you."

"I will, soon trust please soon I will. I just need more time." Ms. Mclean said.

"Ok baby, I love so much I'll give you a little more time, but I want to hear how you really feel about me."

Ms. McLean looked deep into Ms. Keller's eyes and then moaned.

"Ahhhh baby ahhhh that is unfair." She said.

"What? Just because I have a finger inside of you does not mean you can't tell me how you feel. How you truly feel about me and our relationship."

I looked between Ms. Mclean's legs and Ms. Keller's finger was between her legs moving inside of her. It seemed to slip in so easy.

"Ahhh ahhh baby, I love you baby, so much and I need you. AHHHH AHHHH... I was wrong for so many years, I thought I needed a man to make me happy, but what I need is you."

"And what am I?" Ms. Keller said holding Ms. Mclean's neck with her other hand making her look her in the eyes.

"My girlfriend, my lover, my soulmate," Ms. Mclean whimpered.

"And what are you?" Ms. Keller said in a commanding tone.

"Ahhh god, I'm your lover, your woman your lesbian girlfriend."

"Good girl." Ms. Keller said pulling her finger away from between Ms. Mclean's legs.

"You promise me soon you'll stop this farce and come out as my girlfriend." Ms. Keller asked.

"Yes I promise." Ms. Mclean said, "and I am your girlfriend."

"Good but I want to go out in public with you baby, on vacation too." Ms. Keller said moving her fingers back between Ms. Mclean's legs.

"Ahhhh, I want that too. Ahhhh yes I knew you would not leave me without..." Ms. McLean moaned.

"Without making you cum again, I would never do that to you..." Ms. Keller said.

I watched Ms. Mclean held her Ms. Keller tight moaning loudly. Her body began to rock against the couch again.

"AHHHH AHHH Judy AHHHH AHHHH YES YES AHHHHHHHHH."

I had never heard Ms. Keller's first name before.

"I love you." Ms. Mclean.

"I love you too Rachel"

"I have a class soon,"

"I know sweetie."

Both women began to put their clothes back on.

Ms Keller pulled Ms. Mclean into a deep kiss.

"What I said to you was not just in the heat of passion. I do want you to come out of the closet sweetie; I do want you to be open about being my girlfriend. I want us to be able to have a real relationship where both of us are happy and open about being gay."

"I know, I want that too, I'm just not ready to tell people yet." Ms. McLean said.

"Baby some people must already know." Ms. Keller said.

"You said you did not tell anyone." Ms. McLean said almost pouting.

"I didn't, but sweetie you come out of this office every day smelling of sex. You come out of my office, a known lesbian's office. You're behind locked doors for hours with me alone. Then you go to class glowing like you just got laid. Some of your straight students might have no idea but I'm sure the lesbians in the class have caught on and it would not be that hard to trace you back to here."

Ms. Mclean just looked at her with shocked look on her face.

"What they are not dumb and it is ok if they know. I'm sure they are happy for us. I'll wait I promise, ok however much time you need, my place tonight?"

"Yeah baby." Ms. Mclean said leaving the office. "Thank you for being so understanding."

"You're welcome sweetie. Today in class though see if any of your students drop any hints they know."

"Like what?"

"I don't know maybe one will ask how you like being a lesbian."

"You're so naughty." Ms. Mclean said kissing Ms. Keller. "See you tonight."

"Bye Baby."

Ms. Keller slowly closed her door and locked it.

"You can come out now."

I did not move, I was frozen and shocked that she knew I was here.

"It is ok I know you are there, just come out I won't tell anyone."

"I'm sorry I forgot my backpack."

"It is ok, sweetie, I want you to come here."

I walked a little towards her.

"Sit down." She said in the same commanding tone she had used with her girlfriend.

I looked at the couch that they had just had sex on and shook my head no.

"Ok well that is ok, just stand there then. If you tell anyone what I'm about to say I'll tell them you are lying, that you broke into my office and I will get you expelled from school, but you had the guts to come to my office and ask so I feel I should tell you. The real answer to your question is what you've seen the last couple of weeks is just the beginning, by the end of the semester lots of your dorm mates will be openly gay. This place is special; here women can explore their true sexual nature without men to ruin it. The upper class women know how to help you discover your own sexuality, because they went through the same thing.

I hope you're not one of these women that fight it too long, you're too beautiful to be alone and I'm sure there is a beautiful lesbian that wants you. As you and your classmates are exposed more and more to their true sexual nature your desires will begin to manifest. At first it might feel strange the desire filling your body, you might not be used to the idea that you can be happy or that your body can know so much pleasure. You might even be afraid at first so many new ideas filling your cute head, but soon you will embrace the feeling overcoming your young sexual body.

People say that women are less sexual then men but the truth is that society has just oppressed us into thinking that way. Women are more sexual then men and deep down we need more sexual fulfillment not less. My new girlfriend is beginning to understand that. She was a lot like you, she thought she was straight. She even had a boyfriend when she met me. Can you believe it? His name was Bill. She used to let him inside of her. He would only last a couple of minutes before coming inside of her and she thought that was love, she thought that was pleasure. Then last year she became a professor here and we meet. It took me months to convince her that she was wrong that what she had known as love was a shadow of what her life could be.

This place helped of course, every day that first year she saw young women, young lesbian couples embracing and kissing all over campus. She and I meet for lunch over and over again and talked about everything, life, love politics you name it. Every once and a while I would plant seeds, ask her how sex with her boyfriend was and then talk about my past relationships, or even point out happy couples on campus.

Then one wonderful day she dumbed her boyfriend. For a while she would not tell me why, but deep down I knew everything I had said over the last several months had slowly gotten to her. That deep down she was changing her preconceptions about her own sexuality.

After the school year was over I invited her over several times to my house. By then I could tell the seeds I had planted all year were growing. So I invited her to come with me and four of my friends to a cabin for a weeks' vacation and she accepted enthusiastically. What I did not tell her is that the other four women were actually two lesbian couples that would be joining us.

She is a smart girl though and figured it out before we got to the cabins. She said it did not bother her, but by the way she looked at the two couples I knew bother was not the right word to describe what she was feeling.

I could not have planned her awakening better if I had tried, on the second day we all went for a hike but one of the couples walked back early. Rachel is a fast hiker so she got ahead of us and came back to the cabin first. When I came in second I noticed Rachel standing in a doorway frozen.

Before I could speak I heard muffled moans and then a loud scream.

I texted my other two friends to wait outside the cabin and I watched the woman I desired deeply, watch my lesbian friends make love. I let her watch, the same way you watched us. I wanted her to watch, I wanted her to see the way she and I could feel. Just like I wanted you to watch so you can begin to understand the way another woman can make you feel." Professor Kelly paused and looked deep into my eyes. "And there is a woman out there for you."

"What happened?" I asked looking away from her.

"Well my friends eventually ended their love making thinking we would be home soon and Rachel ran to the shower to touch herself."

"How did you know?" I asked.

"She was quite loud, and we could hear it over the shower. That night my friends both left their doors open all night and at about midnight I left my room and found Rachel looking in on the other couple. With both doors open the entire house smelled like sex, a lot like this office does now. I went back in my room and let her watch." The professor smiled at me.

"You did not have sex with her that night?" I whimpered.

"I could have, just like I could have sex with you right now, but I didn't and I won't. I wanted her to come to me and that night she did not come into my room even though I left the door unlocked.

The next morning she was last to leave her room and she wore a black little dress and she had done her nails and hair. Her demeanor had changed too and we all could tell by the way she looked at me that she was ready. At the breakfast table I let my toes find her legs. The cute horny smile she gave me was priceless.

My friends got the message and left for the day to go into town. When the door closed she looked at me and told me there was something in her room she wanted to show me. When we came into the room she simply laid down on the bed raised her dress and spread her legs. I did not let her be a pillow princess for long though and soon she was on top and her hand was down my panties. I wanted her to know how wonderful pleasuring another woman could be; someday I want you to know that pleasure too. I still remember her looking down at me smiling in amazement as her fingers made me wet for the first time and I remember her pink painted fingernails moving all around in my black panties. I let her explore my body for hours. An entire year of me planting seeds had finally awoken her. I'll never forget the moment her head finally found its way between my legs, she peeled my black panties to one side for the first time smiled and said that my pussy was beautiful. She ate me out of course, made love to me with her mouth and tongue.

It is a wonderful feeling the woman you love between your legs making love to you. If was her first time between another woman's legs, but everything she had seen, heard and thought about over the last year made her take to it quickly. She made me cum before my friends came back from town. They came home before I made love to her though. The rest of the afternoon she was so frustrated like a butterfly trapped in a net. It was the cutest thing I had ever seen. She did not know if she should tell anyone to leave or what.

That night she knocked on my door. When I opened it she was naked. All she could say is I want you. She had shaven herself for me and soon I could not resist her anymore then she could resist me. I still remember the moment that she put her hand on my head for the first time. I made her scream how wonderful it was, how wrong she had been, how her life had been a lie, over and over again until she was consumed with the truth of her new life. That night the cabin filled with the sounds of three not two lesbian couples making love over and over again.

The rest of that week was wonderful; we were a real couple she even came out to my friends. It was only when we got back into town that she started this in the closet bull shit, but soon I'll have her broken of that to. So that is the truth, if you are like her and I think you are then it won't be long before you let another woman between your legs. So all I have to say is stop lying to yourself and enjoy it. Now get out of my office."

As I walked away from Professor Kelly's office my body was shaking. The entire walk home was a blur, I decided not to tell anyone what she told me, it couldn't be true anyway I refused to believe that by the end of the year me and all my friends would be lesbians. I told myself that as I tried to sleep at night but all I could feel was the wetness between my own legs as I thought about what I had seen.