PLEASE READ BEFORE PLAYING: In this multiple choice adventure, you play a first-year male university student trying to win over a girl who attends the same classes as you. Good luck!

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You have recently started your first year at university. Not being very outgoing, you find it hard getting to know your fellow students, and invariably find yourself alone at the back of the lecture theatre. That is where you are sitting, ten minutes into an Igneous Geology lecture one Friday morning, when a very pretty young blonde woman in a yellow blouse and tight black miniskirt quietly sneaks in and takes her place next to you in the back row. She gives you a rueful grin and whispers, “Hi!”

“Hello,” you reply. “Don’t worry, you haven’t missed much.” You gesture to a few lines of notes that you have taken.

“Ooh, can I copy that down?” she asks.

“Sure, help yourself,” you say. While she is copying your notes, you introduce yourself.

“Nice to meet you,” she says, without lifting her eyes from your notes. “I’m April.”

Once she has caught up, you take back your notes and continue to listen to the lecturer as he drones on about diorite intrusions and plagioclase feldspars. As the lecture comes to an end, you turn to April and say, “So ... what degree are you going for?”

“Physical Geography,” she says. “You?”

“Same,” you say. “So, I suppose we have the same lecture schedules...”

“Yes, I suppose so,” she agrees, a little guardedly.

You don’t want to waste this opportunity, so you continue,

“Can we sit together again in our next lecture?”

“Well it was nice meeting you.”

“I’m sure we’ll run into each other again sometime, then.”

“Do you have any plans for lunchtime?”

“Hmm, maybe some other time,” says April, a little apologetically.

You nod in response, and the two of you part company.

You spend the next lecture alone, and the two after that. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of male friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

April smiles and nods. “Well, I’ll see you around!”

She picks up her things, and the two of you part company.

You spend the next lecture alone, and the two after that. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of male friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

April smiles and nods. “I’m sure we will!”

She picks up her things, and the two of you part company.

You spend the next lecture alone, and the two after that. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of male friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

“Lunch in the cafeteria, I suppose,” she says, then she adds, a little too quickly, “with my friends.”

“Ah, ok,” you reply, and the two of you part company.

You spend the next lecture alone, and the two after that. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of male friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

There is one empty chair at the table. “Mind if I join you guys?” you ask.

“Well, yeah,” says one of the young men at the table. “Plenty of less crowded tables, mate.”

You look to April for support, but she does not meet your eye, and seems uncomfortable.

“My mistake,” you apologise, and you head to a different table. You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April entering with a female friend. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April, accompanied by a female friend, walking past on her way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to April?

April looks rather taken aback by your enthusiastic approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for her and her friend, she shakes her head.

“Um, no thank you,” she says.

“Oh ... okay,” you reply. Feeling rather embarrassed, you return to your video game.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. April arrives soon afterward, placing her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You keep playing your game, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi April!” you call out. She looks a little startled, and gives you a quick wave before hurrying on her way. Feeling a little downcast, you go back to your book, and continue to read until it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hey April, do you want to be my lab partner?” you ask her hopefully.

She smiles apologetically. “Sorry, I think I’m partnering with Adam.”

“Oh, okay,” you reply, trying not to seem as disappointed as you feel. “Have fun.”

You spend the next two hours working on the lab project Owen has set for everyone. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

You partner with Roddy, a young man with even fewer social skills than you. He is quite clever, however, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening with your misfit friends, Colin and Adolf, but as you go to bed you cannot stop thinking about April. You can’t wait to see her again...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of April, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

April enters a minute or so later. You...

Sigh wistfully as you watch her join her friends at the front of the room.

Say “Hey April,” and pat the seat next to you.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

April says, “Oh, hi,” and then hurries on down to the front of the room, leaving you feeling rather rejected.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

There is one empty chair at the table. “Mind if I join you guys?” you ask.

“Sorry mate,” says one of the young men at the table. “That seat’s taken.”

You look to April for support, but she does not meet your eye, and seems uncomfortable.

“My mistake,” you apologise, and you head to a different table. You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April entering with a female friend. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April, accompanied by a female friend, walking past on her way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to April?

April looks rather taken aback by your enthusiastic approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for her and her friend, she shakes her head.

“Um, no thank you,” she says.

“Oh ... okay,” you reply. Feeling rather embarrassed, you return to your video game.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. April arrives soon afterward, placing her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You keep playing your game, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi April!” you call out. She looks a little startled, and gives you a quick wave before hurrying on her way. Feeling a little downcast, you go back to your book, and continue to read until it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hey April, do you want to be my lab partner?” you ask her hopefully.

She smiles apologetically. “Sorry, I think I’m partnering with Adam.”

“Oh, okay,” you reply, trying not to seem as disappointed as you feel. “Have fun.”

You spend the next two hours working on the lab project Owen has set for everyone. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

You partner with Roddy, a young man with even fewer social skills than you. He is quite clever, however, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about April. You can’t wait to see her again...

Continue.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April, accompanied by a female friend, walking past on her way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to April?

“Hi April!” you call out. She looks a little startled, and gives you a little wave.

Then she stops for a moment. “What are you reading there?” she asks.

You hold up your book to show her. “I have some ... esoteric interests,” you explain with a grin.

She raises an eyebrow, then smiles. “Cool,” she says, before continuing on her way.

Returning to your book, you continue to read until it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of April, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

April enters a minute or so later. You...

Sigh wistfully as you watch her join her friends at the front of the room.

Say “Hey April,” and pat the seat next to you.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

April smiles at you briefly and says, “Hi there,” before continuing on down to the front of the room.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

There is one empty chair at the table. “Mind if I join you guys?” you ask.

“Sorry mate,” says one of the young men at the table. “That seat’s taken.”

You look to April for support, but she merely smiles apologetically and shrugs.

“My mistake,” you apologise, and you head to a different table. You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April entering with a female friend. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April, accompanied by a female friend, walking past on her way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to April?

April looks rather taken aback by your enthusiastic approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for her and her friend, she shakes her head.

“Thanks, but we’re okay,” she says.

“Oh ... okay,” you reply. Feeling rather embarrassed, you return to your video game.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. April arrives soon afterward, placing her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You keep playing your game, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi April!” you call out. She looks a little startled, and gives you a quick wave before hurrying on her way. Feeling a little downcast, you go back to your book, and continue to read until it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hey April, do you want to be my lab partner?” you ask her hopefully.

She glances around. “Sure, okay,” she says. “My usual partner didn’t come in today. I think he might be ill.”

“Awesome!” you say.

You spend the next two hours working with April on the lab project Owen has set for everyone. The two of you form a good team, and April starts to loosen up around you. She gets quite chatty, and even laughs at one of your jokes. By the end of the lab, your partnership is the only one to obtain perfect results.

Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. April joins her friends at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

You partner with Roddy, a young man with even fewer social skills than you. He is quite clever, however, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You hang out with your friends, Colin and Adolf, playing video games for most of the evening. Later, as you get ready for bed in your room, you cannot stop thinking about April. You can’t wait to see her again...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of April, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

April enters a minute or so later. You...

Sigh wistfully as you watch her join her friends at the front of the room.

Say “Hey April,” and pat the seat next to you.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

April smiles at you and says, “Hi there! Oh, sorry, my friends will be expecting me.” She continues on down to the front of the room, leaving you feeling a little disappointed.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

There is one empty chair at the table. “Mind if I join you guys?” you ask.

“Sorry mate,” says one of the young men at the table. “That seat’s taken.”

You look to April for support, but she merely smiles apologetically and shrugs.

“My mistake,” you apologise, and you head to a different table. You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April entering with a female friend. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April, accompanied by a female friend, walking past on her way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to April?

April looks startled, then somewhat amused by your enthusiastic approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for her and her friend, she chuckles.

“Thanks, but we’re okay,” she says.

“Oh ... okay,” you reply. Feeling rather embarrassed, you return to your video game.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. April arrives soon afterward, placing her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You keep playing your game, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi April!” you call out. She smiles and waves to you, before continuing on her way. You go back to your book, and continue to read until it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who places her bag on a bench some distance from you. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop. You...

Walk over to April and ask her if she would like to be your lab partner.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hey April, do you want to be my lab partner?” you ask her hopefully.

She glances around. “Sure!” she says. “We seem to work well together.”

“Awesome!” you say.

You spend the next two hours working with April on the lab project Owen has set for everyone. Once again, the two of you form a good partnership.

While you chat with her, you feel a mounting desire to ask her out. Eventually, as she is peering into a microscope, you blurt out...

“April, will you go out with me?”

“April, I think you’re very pretty.”

You partner with Roddy, a young man with even fewer social skills than you. He is quite clever, however, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about April. You can’t wait to see her again...

Continue.

April looks up in surprise. “Okay, I didn’t see that coming,” she says. “But, look, you know I’m married, right?”

“What?” you say, startled.

She holds up her left hand, on which you now notice a couple of rings, one of which sports a diamond.

“Oh,” you say. “Bugger.”

April chuckles. “Not very observant, are you?”

“I don’t suppose,” you venture, “you’re unhappy in your marriage...?”

She laughs. “No!” she says firmly. “You need to find yourself a nice single girl. Look around you! There are plenty of them about.”

You sigh. “Maybe, but I’m pretty hopeless at talking to them.”

“Well look,” says April, “I happen to know a couple of nice girls who might be interested in you.”

“Oh?” you inquire guardedly. “Lonely social misfits like myself, you mean?”

“Something like that,” she replies candidly. “Would you like me to introduce you to one of them, or not?”

“Possibly,” you acknowledge. “Tell me about them.”

“Well first there’s Polly,” says April. “Very sweet, shy, short, cuddly figure ... big boobs, if you like that sort of thing. Has the nickname ‘Polly-poo’, for reasons I won’t go into.”

“Okay...?” you say. “And the second?”

“Charlotte the Harlot,” says April. “Don’t worry – the nickname is ironic. She’s actually a very straight-laced, churchgoing type. Tall, slim, quite pretty ... probably has killer legs under the ankle-length dresses she always wears.”

You think for a moment, before saying, “Would you mind introducing me to...

Polly?”

Charlotte?”

April looks up in surprise. “Um, thank you,” she says, seeming slightly uncomfortable. “Look ... you know I’m married, right?”

You now notice rings on the fourth finger of her left hand. “Of course!” you say with a false laugh. “It was just a harmless compliment.”

“Uh-huh,” says April.

“I don’t suppose,” you venture, “you’re unhappy in your marriage...?”

She laughs. “No!” she says firmly. “You need to find yourself a nice single girl. Look around you! There are plenty of them about.”

You sigh. “Maybe, but I’m pretty hopeless at talking to them.”

“Well look,” says April, “I happen to know a couple of nice girls who might be interested in you.”

“Oh?” you inquire guardedly. “Lonely social misfits like myself, you mean?”

“Something like that,” she replies candidly. “Would you like me to introduce you to one of them, or not?”

“Possibly,” you acknowledge. “Tell me about them.”

“Well first there’s Polly,” says April. “Very sweet, shy, short, cuddly figure ... big boobs, if you like that sort of thing. Has the nickname ‘Polly-poo’, for reasons I won’t go into.”

“Okay...?” you say. “And the second?”

“Charlotte the Harlot,” says April. “Don’t worry – the nickname is ironic. She’s actually a very straight-laced, churchgoing type. Tall, slim, quite pretty ... probably has killer legs under the ankle-length dresses she always wears.”

You think for a moment, before saying, “Would you mind introducing me to...

Polly?”

Charlotte?”

“Good choice,” says April approvingly. “Well come on then – she’s just over there...”

“Not now!” you say hastily. “I don’t want to interrupt her lab work – this isn’t a good time.”

“Oh,” says April, and she shrugs. “Well, come and see us at the bar in the Student’s Union tomorrow at lunchtime – she and I usually have a drink together after we’ve eaten.”

“Okay,” you say, nodding. “That sounds good.”

After the lab, you head to your final lecture of the day. April joins her friends at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

“Interesting!” says April, with a grin of amusement. “I can’t wait to see how this turns out. Come on then – she’s right over there...”

“Not now!” you say hastily. “I don’t want to interrupt her lab work – this isn’t a good time.”

“Oh,” says April, and she shrugs. “Well, come and join me for lunch tomorrow in the cafeteria. She usually sits with our group.”

“Okay,” you say, nodding. “That sounds good.”

After the lab, you head to your final lecture of the day. April joins her friends at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of April, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

April enters a minute or so later. You...

Sigh wistfully as you watch her join her friends at the front of the room.

Say “Hey April,” and pat the seat next to you.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

April smiles at you and says, “Hi there! I’ll see you at the bar later, okay?” She continues on down to the front of the room.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

There is one empty chair at the table. “Mind if I join you guys?” you ask.

“Sorry mate,” says one of the young men at the table. “That seat’s taken.”

You look to April for support, but she merely says, “I’ll see you in a few minutes at the bar, okay?”

“Okay,” you reply, and you head to a different table. You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April entering with a female friend. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April, accompanied by a female friend, walking past on her way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to April?

April looks somewhat amused by your enthusiastic approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for her and her friend, she nods.

“Thanks, that’d be nice,” she says. “This is my friend Polly. Polly, this is the lad I was telling you about.”

“Hi,” says her friend, a little shyly. She is not as pretty as April, certainly, but there is something about her that you find very appealing. Perhaps it is the way her shoulder-length brown hair curls up at the ends, or the little dimples in her cheeks when she smiles ... or maybe her buxom chest, which her baggy t-shirt cannot hide.

You attempt to converse with her, but she is no better with strangers than you are, and it feels quite awkward. Eventually, April says, “Why don’t the two of you pair up for this afternoon’s lab? I think you’ll find it easier to talk to each other if you’re working together on something.”

“Okay,” you agree, nodding.

Polly smiles and nods.

As two o’clock approaches, the three of you head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop.

Despite Polly’s small stature and curvaceous physique, she moves with surprising grace. You watch her prepare the lab equipment for a few moments, then you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she’s enjoying university life.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You keep playing your game, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who marches up to you.

“What happened?” she inquires. “Why didn’t you come and meet Polly?”

Your cheeks turning a little red, you reply,

“I’m sorry ... I got a little nervous.”

“I changed my mind – I’d like to meet Charlotte instead.”

You continue to read your book, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who marches up to you.

“What happened?” she inquires. “Why didn’t you come and meet Polly?”

Your cheeks turning a little red, you reply,

“I’m sorry ... I got a little nervous.”

“I changed my mind – I’d like to meet Charlotte instead.”

“Hi April!” you call out. She turns and smiles at you.

“Hey Polly,” she says to her friend. “This is the lad I was telling you about.”

“Hi,” says her friend, a little shyly. She is not as pretty as April, certainly, but there is something about her that you find very appealing. Perhaps it is the way her shoulder-length brown hair curls up at the ends, or the little dimples in her cheeks when she smiles ... or maybe her buxom chest, which her baggy t-shirt cannot hide.

You attempt to converse with her, but she is no better with strangers than you are, and it feels quite awkward. Eventually, April says, “Why don’t the two of you pair up for this afternoon’s lab? I think you’ll find it easier to talk to each other if you’re working together on something.”

“Okay,” you agree, nodding.

Polly smiles and nods.

As two o’clock approaches, the three of you head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop.

Despite Polly’s small stature and curvaceous physique, she moves with surprising grace. You watch her prepare the lab equipment for a few moments, then you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she’s enjoying university life.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

“What?” says Polly, looking shocked. “Jeez, don’t be a jerk!”

“Sorry,” you apologise, but the damage is done. The rest of the lab is a disaster; Polly barely speaks to you, and you end up getting very poor results.

Afterwards, Polly tells April what you said, and April gives you a piece of her mind before telling you not to bother talking to her – or her friends – ever again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

“Yes, very much,” says Polly. “You?”

“Oh yes,” you say. “Though I’ve been finding it a little hard to make friends.”

“I know the feeling,” says Polly. “Thank goodness for April, or I wouldn’t know anyone!”

The two of you continue to chat as you work, and by the end of the lab, you are feeling quite at ease in Polly’s company.

“I’ve enjoyed working with you,” you tell her. “Perhaps we can do it again?”

“Sure!” says Polly with a smile. “I’ve enjoyed it too.”

After the lab, you head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly gasps, and flushes red with embarrassment. “I’d rather not talk about that, if you don’t mind,” she says.

“Oh! I’m very sorry,” you apologise. “I didn’t mean to touch on a raw nerve.”

“It’s okay,” she says, but she looks a little sad.

Fortunately, as the two of you work together over the next couple of hours, you find yourself getting on very well with Polly. By the end of the lab, you are feeling quite at ease in her company.

“I’ve enjoyed working with you,” you tell her. “Perhaps we can do it again?”

“Sure!” says Polly with a smile. “I’ve enjoyed it too.”

After the lab, you head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, contemplating the day’s events and wondering what tomorrow will bring...

Continue.

April chuckles sympathetically. “She won’t bite, you know,” she says. “But don’t worry about it. We’ll probably be in the bar again tomorrow at lunchtime, so if you find your courage, come and see us.”

“Thanks,” you tell her gratefully.

After the lab, which you complete on your own, you head to your final lecture of the day. April joins her friends at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

“Oh!” says April, surprised. “Well, if you want to meet Charlotte, just join me for lunch tomorrow. She’s usually at our table; I’ll introduce you.”

“Thanks,” you tell her gratefully.

After the lab, which you complete on your own, you head to your final lecture of the day. April joins her friends at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of April, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

April enters a minute or so later. You...

Sigh wistfully as you watch her join her friends at the front of the room.

Say “Hey April,” and pat the seat next to you.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

April smiles at you and says, “Hi there! I’ll see you at lunchtime, okay?” She continues on down to the front of the room.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see her laughing and chatting with a couple of friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting at a table with a larger group. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

There is one empty chair at the table. “Mind if I join you guys?” you ask.

“Sorry mate,” says one of the young men at the table. “That seat’s taken.”

“It’s okay, he’s with me,” says April.

“Really?” says the young man dubiously. “All right then, take a seat.”

You sit down between April and a moderately pretty, sandy-haired girl who is wearing some unfashionably large-lensed glasses. Her hair is gathered together in a long plait that descends to the small of her back.

“This is Charlotte,” says April. “Charlotte, this is the lad I was telling you about.”

“Hello,” she says, rather coolly. “Nice to meet you.”

“So ... what are you studying?” you ask her.

“The same as you, I believe,” says Charlotte. “Physical Geography.”

“Can I ask what made you choose this subject?” you inquire.

“I was always quite fascinated by the rock formations near where I live,” says Charlotte, with no trace of emotion. “Studying them, and other rocks, has been a hobby of mine since I was six years old.”

“Oh? And whereabouts do you live?” you ask her.

“Will there be very many more questions?” asks Charlotte politely. “Or are you familiar with other forms of conversation?”

“And this,” says April loudly, “is why Charlotte doesn’t have many friends.”

You smirk a little at this, but merely say, “No, Charlotte’s right – I’m not an especially good conversationalist, particularly with strangers.”

“The two of you have that in common, at least,” says April with a wink.

Conversing with Charlotte does indeed prove challenging, and you find yourself getting a little frustrated. Eventually, April says, “Why don’t the two of you pair up for this afternoon’s lab? I think you’ll find it easier to talk to each other if you’re working together on something.”

“Okay,” you agree, nodding.

Charlotte shrugs indifferently. “I suppose it’s worth a try.”

As everyone gets up to leave, you say to Charlotte, “See you later, Charlotte.” Then you step outside for a breath of fresh air.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte partner up. Owen, the postgraduate running this lab, enters the room and starts setting up his laptop.

It quickly becomes apparent that Charlotte is very conscientious student, with meticulous attention to detail. You watch her prepare the lab equipment for a few moments, then you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she’s enjoying university life.

If she minds being called Charlotte the Harlot.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April entering with a female friend. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April, accompanied by a female friend, walking past on her way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to April?

April does not look pleased to see you. “Really?” she says. “After you stood me up at lunch?”

“About that,” you say. “Let me explain...”

But she holds up her hand. “I don’t want to hear it,” she says. “Goodbye!”

Feeling chastened, you mumble an apology and leave the bar. At two o’clock, you head up to the geology lab, where April marches up to you.

“All right, what happened?” she demands. “Why didn’t you come and meet Charlotte?”

Your cheeks turning a little red, you reply,

“I’m sorry ... I got a little nervous.”

“I changed my mind – I’d like to meet Polly instead.”

You keep playing your game, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who marches up to you.

“All right, what happened?” she demands. “Why didn’t you come and meet Charlotte?”

Your cheeks turning a little red, you reply,

“I’m sorry ... I got a little nervous.”

“I changed my mind – I’d like to meet Polly instead.”

You continue to read your book, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who marches up to you.

“What happened?” she demands. “Why didn’t you come and meet Charlotte?”

Your cheeks turning a little red, you reply,

“I’m sorry ... I got a little nervous.”

“I changed my mind – I’d like to meet Polly instead.”

“Hi April!” you call out. She turns and glares at you before continuing on towards the Student Union.

A little taken aback, you continue to read your book, until two o’clock approaches and it is time for you to head to the geology lab. You get there shortly before April, who marches up to you.

“So what happened?” she demands. “Why didn’t you come and meet Charlotte?”

Your cheeks turning a little red, you reply,

“I’m sorry ... I got a little nervous.”

“I changed my mind – I’d like to meet Polly instead.”

Charlotte stares at you through her large round glasses. “That’s highly inappropriate,” she remarks. “If that is how you are going to talk to me, then I would prefer you to remain silent.”

“Sorry,” you apologise, but the damage is done. The rest of the lab is a disaster; Charlotte takes over the project entirely, barely involving you at all, and she does not say another word to you.

Afterwards, she tells April what you said, and April gives you a piece of her mind before telling you not to bother talking to her – or her friends – ever again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

“Of course,” says Charlotte. “I am grateful for this opportunity and intend to take full advantage of it.”

“You’re talking about learning about physical geology and getting your degree, right?”

“Naturally,” says Charlotte. “To what else would I be referring?”

“How about the social experience?” you suggest. “The university life! The culture!”

“Distractions from what is important,” says Charlotte dismissively.

“The academic experience is the most important aspect of university life, I grant you,” you acknowledge. “But it’s not the ONLY aspect. Focusing only on the work and neglecting the culture is like driving from one place to another through beautiful scenery and never looking out of the window.”

“If you’re driving,” says Charlotte, “you should be paying attention to where you’re going, and not get distracted by scenery.”

“But the scenery has a cliff face with beautiful sedimentary strata exposed,” you say. “And you’re going to drive right past it, and not even stop to take a look?”

Charlotte pauses to consider this. “I do enjoy a good analogy,” she concedes. “I suppose it is possible I may be missing out on something. I am not eschewing extracurricular activities entirely, however; I have joined the Scripture Union here.”

“Just an extension of church,” you tell her. “Doesn’t count.”

The two of you continue to chat as you work, and by the end of the lab, you are starting to feel more at ease in Charlotte’s company. She is not the easiest girl to talk to, but you seem to be finding her wavelength. Importantly, you also learn that she usually spends the second half of her lunch hour at the library.

“I’ve enjoyed working with you,” you tell her. “Perhaps we can do it again?”

Charlotte purses her lips in what is almost a smile, and nods. “Actually, I have enjoyed our conversation,” she says. “I would be amenable to future contact.”

“Awesome,” you reply.

After the lab, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte shrugs. “I can see the comedic value in the extreme inapplicability of the label,” she says. “As long as nobody takes it seriously, it seems harmless enough.”

“So ... you’ve never had a boyfriend?” you ask curiously.

“Boyfriend, yes,” says Charlotte. “Sex, no.”

“I suppose sex before marriage is against your religious beliefs?” you say.

“You suppose correctly,” says Charlotte. “Shall we proceed with our project?”

As the two of you work together over the next couple of hours, you find conversation with her difficult, but not impossible. By the end of the lab, you are starting to feel like you are finding her wavelength. Importantly, you also learn that she usually spends the second half of her lunch hour at the library.

“I’ve enjoyed working with you,” you tell her. “Perhaps we can do it again?”

Charlotte purses her lips in what is almost a smile, and nods. “Actually, I have enjoyed our conversation,” she says. “I would be amenable to future contact.”

“Awesome,” you reply.

After the lab, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, contemplating the day’s events and wondering what tomorrow will bring...

Continue.

April chuckles sympathetically. “She won’t bite, you know,” she says. “But don’t worry about it. I’m sure she’ll be having lunch with us again tomorrow, so if you find your courage, come and join us.”

“Thanks,” you tell her gratefully.

After the lab, which you complete on your own, you head to your final lecture of the day. April joins her friends at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

“Oh!” says April, surprised. “Well, if you want to meet Polly, just come to the Students’ Union bar after lunch tomorrow. I’ll be happy to introduce you.”

“Thanks,” you tell her gratefully.

After the lab, which you complete on your own, you head to your final lecture of the day. April joins her friends at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, you...

Smile at her and say hi as she passes.

Invite her to sit next to you.

Polly smiles back and says “Hi!” Then she continues on down to the front to sit with her friends.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with a male friend. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

“Thanks!” she says. “Perhaps another time; my friends are all down there at the front.”

“Oh, okay,” you say, feeling disappointed.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with a male friend. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

As you approach, Polly looks up and smiles at you. “We were just talking about you!” she says. “This is my elder and wiser brother Anthony.”

“Brother! Ah,” you say, relieved. “Nice to meet you, Anthony.”

“Please, join us!” says Anthony, gesturing to an empty chair.

The three of you chat throughout your entire lunch hour; both are good company. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April and Polly entering. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April and Polly walking past on their way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to them?

April and Polly smile at you as you approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for them, they both giggle.

“Thanks, that’d be nice,” says April. “Polly and I were just talking about you, actually.”

The three of you converse pleasantly over drinks. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You keep playing your game, trying to beat your high score. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi!” says April, and Polly smiles and waves at you. The two of them come over and sit next to you, and the three of you converse pleasantly for a while. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

Polly’s face falls. “You cheeky bugger!” she says. “Don’t be a jerk, okay?”

You humbly apologise, and she lets it slide. By the end of the lab, she seems to have forgiven you.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “I’d like that,” she says, “but unfortunately it’s not really an option for me right now.”

“Why not?” you inquire.

“My dad is disabled and needs a lot of care,” explains Polly. “During the day, a nurse looks after him, but she leaves at six o’clock and I have to take over.”

“Wow,” you say. “That’s a lot of responsibility on your young shoulders. How long have you been taking care of him?”

“Two years,” she says. “Since the car accident that broke his neck. My brother Anthony had already left home, and our parents divorced when I was nine, so that just left me...”

“Yikes,” you say with a little shudder. “So, you’re barred from having a life of your own outside university hours? That’s rather sad.”

“Not as sad as not having my dad,” says Polly seriously.

“Fair enough,” you concede. “Well, my offer stands if you can ever get someone else to fill in for you for a couple of hours.”

“Thank you,” says Polly with a smile.

You continue to chat with Polly, getting to know her better. She even shows you pictures of her father and brother.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly blushes. “Sorry, I’m not quite ready to share that information!” she says. “And please don’t ask around. I’ll tell you when I’m ready, okay?”

“Of course,” you say with a reassuring smile.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening with Colin and Adolf, telling them excitedly about Polly. You are getting quite fond of her, and you look forward to spending more time with her...

Continue.

“Sure!” says Polly with a smile.

As before, you and she get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you...

Smile at her and say hi as she passes.

Invite her to sit next to you.

Charlotte nods in acknowledgment and says “Hello.” Then she continues on down to the front to sit with her friends.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

“Thanks,” she says, “but I’d rather sit at the front with my friends if you don’t mind.”

“Oh, okay,” you say, feeling disappointed.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

There is one empty chair at the table, next to Charlotte. “Mind if I join you guys?” you ask.

“Sure,” says April, smiling at you.

Charlotte seems neither pleased nor displeased as you sit down next to her. You engage her in polite conversation for a while, and then ask her if she wants to be your lab partner again.

“Okay,” she says with a shrug.

As two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte partner up again.

As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she ever wears anything but long dresses.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the library.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You walk to the library and go inside, looking for Charlotte. You soon find her in the Geography section. “Hi Charlotte!” you say brightly.

“Oh, hello,” she says. “What are you doing here?”

You reply,

“Just thought I’d do some background reading.”

“I came here to see you.”

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see Charlotte walking past on her way to the library. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to her?

“I like to keep ahead of the lecture material,” you tell her.

Charlotte nods approvingly. “I feel the same way,” she says.

You pull a book off a shelf, and say casually, “Want to partner up again in our lab this afternoon?”

“Sure,” says Charlotte. She sits down at a table and begins to read, and does not object when you sit down across from her with your own book.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte partner up again.

As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she ever wears anything but long dresses.

Charlotte raises an eyebrow. “Well I’m here to read, not converse,” she says.

“No problem,” you say quickly. “I won’t disturb you. But perhaps we could partner up again in our lab?”

“I suppose so,” says Charlotte. She sits down at a table and begins to read, and does not object when you sit down across from her with a book of your own.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte partner up again.

As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she ever wears anything but long dresses.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Charlotte if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hello,” says Charlotte, but she does not stop, so you return to your book as she continues on her way.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Charlotte if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

Charlotte stares at you through her large round glasses. “That’s highly inappropriate,” she remarks. “If that is how you are going to talk to me, then I would prefer you to remain silent.”

“Sorry,” you apologise, but the damage is done. The rest of the lab is a disaster; Charlotte takes over the project entirely, barely involving you at all, and she does not say another word to you.

Afterwards, she tells April what you said, and April gives you a piece of her mind before telling you not to bother talking to her – or her friends – ever again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Charlotte stares at you through her large round glasses. “You want to have dinner with me?” she inquires.

“I’d like to buy you dinner,” you clarify. “At a nice restaurant.”

She seems surprised. “That is most kind of you,” she says, “but I always have dinner at home. My father is ... quite strict ... and he doesn’t like me hanging out at university after five o’clock.”

“Bummer!” you say. “Aren’t you old enough to decide for yourself how late you stay out?”

“Not according to Daddy,” says Charlotte, a little ruefully. “What you need to understand is that my family is very religious, and we ... all of us, which includes my sisters and I ... are expected to adhere to certain standards of behaviour.”

“I could not be less interested in what your family expects of you,” you retort. “What I want to know is, what do YOU want to do? What do you expect of yourself, what do you hope to achieve, and how do you plan to get there? Forge your own path, Charlotte – you owe it to yourself to do so.”

Charlotte smiles. “If only it were that simple,” she says. “But thanks for the pep talk.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte gives you a disapproving stare. “I’m sorry that my clothing choices do not meet with your approval, but frankly I don’t dress with you in mind.”

“Fair enough,” you say. “It was just a question, not a judgment.”

“I suspect it was a little bit of both,” she says.

“Maybe,” you concede. “But if you are happy with your clothing choices, why get defensive about them?”

“I’ve noticed you tend to ask a lot of questions,” Charlotte remarks.

“It’s how I get answers,” you reply.

Charlotte smirks at this, and nods.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening with Colin and Adolf, telling them excitedly about Charlotte. She is a fascinating, if somewhat frustrating girl to talk to, and you look forward to spending more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte shakes her head. “Ben already asked me,” she said. “Maybe another time.”

“Oh ... okay,” you say, a little disappointed.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, you...

Smile at her and say hi as she passes.

Invite her to sit next to you.

Polly smiles back and says “Hi!” Then she continues on down to the front to sit with her friends.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with a male friend. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

“Thanks!” she says. “Perhaps another time; my friends are all down there at the front.”

“Oh, okay,” you say, feeling disappointed.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

As you approach, Polly looks up and smiles at you. “Hi there!” she says.

“Hi Polly,” you say, relieved. “And hello Anthony.”

“Please, join us!” says Anthony, gesturing to an empty chair.

The three of you chat throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April and Polly entering. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April and Polly walking past on their way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to them?

April and Polly smile at you as you approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for them, they both giggle.

“Thanks, that’d be nice,” says April. “Polly and I were just talking about you, actually.”

The three of you converse pleasantly over drinks. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You keep playing your game, trying to beat your high score. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi!” says April, and Polly smiles and waves at you. The two of them come over and sit next to you, and the three of you converse pleasantly for a while. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

Polly’s face falls. “You cheeky bugger!” she says. “Don’t be a jerk, okay?”

You humbly apologise, and she lets it slide. By the end of the lab, she seems to have forgiven you.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “I’d like that,” she says, “but unfortunately it’s not really an option for me right now.”

“Why not?” you inquire.

“My dad is disabled and needs a lot of care,” explains Polly. “During the day, a nurse looks after him, but she leaves at six o’clock and I have to take over.”

“Wow,” you say. “That’s a lot of responsibility on your young shoulders. How long have you been taking care of him?”

“Two years,” she says. “Since the car accident that broke his neck.”

“Yikes,” you say with a little shudder. “So, you’re barred from having a life of your own outside university hours? That’s rather sad.”

“Not as sad as not having my dad,” says Polly seriously.

“Fair enough,” you concede. “Well, my offer stands if you can ever get someone else to fill in for you for a couple of hours.”

“Thank you,” says Polly with a smile.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly blushes. “Sorry, I’m not quite ready to share that information!” she says. “And please don’t ask around. I’ll tell you when I’m ready, okay?”

“Of course,” you say with a reassuring smile.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are getting quite fond of her, and you look forward to spending more time with her...

Continue.

“Sure!” says Polly with a smile.

As before, you and she get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you...

Smile at her and say hi as she passes.

Invite her to sit next to you.

Charlotte nods in acknowledgment and says “Hello.” Then she continues on down to the front to sit with her friends.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

“Thanks,” she says, “but I’d rather sit at the front with my friends if you don’t mind.”

“Oh, okay,” you say, feeling disappointed.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

There is one empty chair at the table, next to Charlotte. “Mind if I join you guys?” you ask.

“Sure,” says April, smiling at you.

Charlotte seems neither pleased nor displeased as you sit down next to her. You engage her in polite conversation for a while, and then ask her if she wants to be your lab partner again.

“Okay,” she says with a shrug.

As two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte partner up again.

As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the library.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You walk to the library and go inside, looking for Charlotte. You soon find her in the Geography section. “Hi Charlotte!” you say brightly.

“Hello,” she says, without pausing her browsing.

You watch her for a moment, then say,

“You look pretty today.”

“Would you like to partner up again for today’s lab?”

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see Charlotte walking past on her way to the library. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to her?

“Thank you,” she replies, without looking away from the books on the shelves. Then, a moment later, she says, “Would you like to be my lab partner today?”

“Absolutely,” you reply, and she nods. Then she finds what she is looking for, and sits down to read.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

Charlotte thinks for a moment, then nods. “Sure,” she says. Then she finds what she is looking for, and sits down to read.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Charlotte if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hello,” says Charlotte, but she does not stop, so you return to your book as she continues on her way.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Charlotte if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

Charlotte stares at you through her large round glasses. “That’s highly inappropriate,” she remarks. “If that is how you are going to talk to me, then I would prefer you to remain silent.”

“Sorry,” you apologise, but the damage is done. The rest of the lab is a disaster; Charlotte takes over the project entirely, barely involving you at all, and she does not say another word to you.

Afterwards, she tells April what you said, and April gives you a piece of her mind before telling you not to bother talking to her – or her friends – ever again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Charlotte stares at you through her large round glasses. “You want to have dinner with me?” she inquires.

“I’d like to buy you dinner,” you clarify. “At a nice restaurant.”

She seems surprised. “That is most kind of you,” she says, “but I always have dinner at home. My father is ... quite strict ... and he doesn’t like me hanging out at university after five o’clock.”

“Bummer!” you say. “Aren’t you old enough to decide for yourself how late you stay out?”

“Not according to Daddy,” says Charlotte, a little ruefully. “What you need to understand is that my family is very religious, and we ... all of us, which includes my sisters and I ... are expected to adhere to certain standards of behaviour.”

“I could not be less interested in what your family expects of you,” you retort. “What I want to know is, what do YOU want to do? What do you expect of yourself, what do you hope to achieve, and how do you plan to get there? Forge your own path, Charlotte – you owe it to yourself to do so.”

Charlotte smiles. “If only it were that simple,” she says. “But thanks for the pep talk.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte gives you a disapproving stare. “It’s unlikely,” she says. “But anyway, this isn’t an appropriate topic for conversation in the lab. Let’s just stick to the work, shall we?”

“Okay,” you agree.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. She is a fascinating, if somewhat frustrating girl to talk to, and you look forward to spending more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte shakes her head. “Ben already asked me,” she said. “Maybe another time.”

“Oh ... okay,” you say, a little disappointed.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, you...

Smile at her and say hi as she passes.

Invite her to sit next to you.

Polly smiles back and says “Hi!” Then she continues on down to the front to sit with her friends.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

“Okay!” she says with a smile, and she sits down next to you as you beam happily.

While the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her t-shirt.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

As you approach, Polly looks up and smiles at you. “Hi there!” she says. “Have a seat!”

You sit down with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April and Polly entering. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April and Polly walking past on their way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to them?

April and Polly smile at you as you approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for them, they both giggle.

“Thank you,” says Polly, smiling at you. “And by all means, join us.”

The three of you converse pleasantly over drinks. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You keep playing your game, trying to beat your high score. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi!” says Polly, and April smiles and waves at you. The two of them come over and sit next to you, and the three of you converse pleasantly for a while. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

Polly swats your arm. “Jerk,” she says, but she does not seem too upset.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “It’s sweet of you to ask me again,” she says, “but as I said before, it’s really not possible right now.”

“I understand,” you say, disappointed.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly blushes. “Sorry, I’m not quite ready to share that information,” she says. “I’ll tell you when I’m ready, okay?”

“Okay,” you say.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are getting quite fond of her, and you look forward to spending more time with her...

Continue.

“Sure!” says Polly with a smile.

As before, you and she get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly gasps in shock as she feels your hand on her breast. She pulls away, then she gets up, grabs her stuff, and heads down to the front without saying a word to you.

In fact, she never talks to you again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Polly pushes your hand away and glares at you sharply. “What the hell?” she whispers.

“Sorry, I...” you begin, but it is too late. Polly gets up, grabs her stuff, and heads down to the front without saying another word to you.

In fact, she never talks to you again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Polly blushes and smiles. “Thank you!” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Draw a stick figure cartoon.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and recoils. “Forward much?” she whispers, apparently somewhat annoyed.

“Sorry,” you whisper back. “Just had this sudden impulse...”

“Yeah, well there’s a time and a place for sudden impulses,” she replies. “And this is neither!”

She does not sit with you during the third or fourth lectures of the morning. At lunchtime, as you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters. “I could do with a little sugar boost!”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Draw a stick figure cartoon.

Polly does not seem to react as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, however, she gently removes her hand and pats yours lightly with it. The message is clear: ‘Not yet’.

She does not sit with you in the fourth lecture. At lunchtime, as you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Polly blushes in response, and does not say anything. Five minutes later, she turns and gives you a shy smile. Clearly, she has been thinking about it.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

You draw an amusing little cartoon, which makes Polly giggle quietly.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly seems happy to engage in hangman with you, and you get through a couple of games during the remainder of the lecture.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer. “You coming to lunch with us?” asks Polly.

“Sure!” you reply.

You head to the cafeteria with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

“Don’t be daft!” says Polly, looking a little shocked, but also a little amused.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer. “You coming to lunch with us?” asks Polly.

“Sure!” you reply.

You head to the cafeteria with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you...

Smile at her and say hi as she passes.

Invite her to sit next to you.

Charlotte nods in acknowledgment and says “Hello.” Then she continues on down to the front to sit with her friends.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Charlotte pauses for a moment, then nods. “All right,” she says, and she sits down next to you.

You smile happily to yourself.

While the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

There is one empty chair at the table, next to Charlotte. “Mind if I join you, Charlotte?” you ask.

“I don’t mind,” says Charlotte, and you sit down next to her. You engage her in polite conversation for a while, and then ask her if she wants to be your lab partner again.

“Sure,” she says.

As two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte partner up again.

As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the library.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You walk to the library and go inside, looking for Charlotte. You soon find her in the Geography section. “Hi Charlotte!” you say brightly.

“Hello,” she says, without pausing her browsing.

You watch her for a moment, then you...

Tell her she looks pretty today.

Pull her into your arms.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see Charlotte walking past on her way to the library. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to her?

Charlotte glances at you with a hint of a smile on her lips. “Thank you,” she says. Then, a moment later, she says, “Want to partner up again for today’s lab?”

“Absolutely,” you reply, and she nods. Then she finds what she is looking for, and sits down to read.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You interpose yourself between Charlotte and the bookshelves, grasp her around the waist, and pull her towards you.

“Really?” she says, pushing you away. “Control yourself, man!”

“Sorry,” you say contritely.

“Hmph,” says Charlotte.

“Can we still be lab partners?” you ask her.

She hesitates, then nods. “Just remember to behave yourself!” she says.

“I will,” you promise.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. As before, the two of you converse cordially as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Charlotte if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hello,” says Charlotte, but she does not stop, so you return to your book as she continues on her way.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Charlotte if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

Charlotte stares at you through her large round glasses. “What a shame,” she remarks. “I expected better from you.”

“Sorry,” you apologise, but the damage is done. For the rest of the lab, she barely says a word to you, and then at its end she turns to you and says, “I don’t think I want to spend any more time with you.”

And that is the end of your budding relationship.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Charlotte chuckles. “You’re persistent,” she remarks.

“I’m of the opinion that you’re worth the effort,” you reply.

She smiles. “As am I,” she says. “It’s a no for now, but only because I don’t relish facing my father’s wrath.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte frowns slightly. “It’s unlikely,” she says. “My father would probably have a stroke if he ever saw me wearing a miniskirt. He has a very low opinion of girls who show a lot of skin.”

“What about you?” you inquire. “Do you, too, have a low opinion of girls who wear miniskirts?”

“Well ... I did,” admits Charlotte, “but being at university has opened my eyes, and mind, somewhat. I mean, look at April. Married, very sweet ... and no stranger to miniskirts.”

“Then why not try it?” you suggest. “Your dad needn’t know, right? And who says it has to be a miniskirt? I’m sure you would look lovely in a knee-length sundress.”

Charlotte smiles. “It’s an intriguing idea,” she says, “but I’ve grown up obeying my father’s wishes to the letter. It’s a hard habit to shake.”

“I’m sure it is,” you say. “He sounds like quite a tyrant. I’m rather surprised he let you come to university to be honest.”

“He’s not so bad, really,” says Charlotte. “But yes, he wasn’t happy about me coming to university. Fortunately my grandparents are on my side, and they threatened him with financial repercussions if he didn’t let me pursue further education.”

“I like your grandparents already,” you say.

Charlotte grins. “I do too. Anyway, I don’t think I’m quite ready for shorter hemlines. Maybe someday.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. The more you get to know her, the more you like her, and you look forward to spending more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte shakes her head. “Ben already asked me,” she said. “Maybe another time.”

“Oh ... okay,” you say, a little disappointed.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and glares at you. “And I had such high hopes for you,” she says, and then she picks up her things and moves down a couple of rows.

She never talks to you again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and stares at you. “How disappointing,” she remarks, and then she picks up her things and moves down a couple of rows.

She never talks to you again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

She smiles slightly at your compliment, but does not say anything.

At the end of the lecture, you ask her if she would like to sit with you in your next lecture, but she shakes her head.

“I’m neglecting my other friends,” she says. “Let’s not push it, okay? Perhaps I’ll see you at lunch.”

“Okay,” you say, feeling disappointed.

You spend the next three lectures alone, and then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Please do!” you reply, and you smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her t-shirt.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

As you approach, Polly looks up and smiles at you. “Hi there!” she says. “Have a seat!”

You sit down with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April and Polly entering. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April and Polly walking past on their way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to them?

April and Polly smile at you as you approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for them, they both giggle.

“Thank you,” says Polly, smiling at you. “And by all means, join us.”

The three of you converse pleasantly over drinks. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You keep playing your game, trying to beat your high score. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi!” says Polly, and April smiles and waves at you. The two of them come over and sit next to you, and the three of you converse pleasantly for a while. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

Polly rolls her eyes. “Don’t be silly,” she says.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “I would love to,” she says, “but as I said before, it’s really not possible right now. I’m working on it, though, okay?”

“I understand,” you say, disappointed.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you whisper to her...

“Polly ... I’m really very attracted to you.”

“Polly, I have such a hard-on right now.”

Polly hesitates, then she shakes her head. “Not yet, okay?” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you whisper to her...

“Polly ... I’m really very attracted to you.”

“Polly, I have such a hard-on right now.”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening with Colin and Adolf, who soon get tired of hearing you enthuse about Polly. You are getting very fond of her, and you look forward to spending more time with her...

Continue.

“Sure!” says Polly with a smile.

As before, you and she get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly gasps in shock as she feels your hand on her breast. She pulls away, then she says, “Really?” with a hurt look. Then she gets up, grabs her stuff, and heads down to the front.

She never talks to you again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Polly pushes your hand away and glares at you sharply. “What the hell?” she whispers.

“Sorry, I just had this sudden impulse,” you say, but Polly just rolls her eyes and shakes her head. Then she gets up, grabs her stuff, and heads down to the front. She does not sit with you during the rest of the morning’s lectures.

At lunchtime, as you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Polly blushes and smiles. “Thank you!” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Draw a stick figure cartoon.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. “Forward much?” she whispers, apparently somewhat annoyed.

“Sorry,” you whisper back. “Just had this sudden impulse...”

“Yeah, well there’s a time and a place for sudden impulses,” she replies. “And this is neither!”

She does not sit with you during the third or fourth lectures of the morning. At lunchtime, as you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters. “I could do with a little sugar boost!”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Draw a stick figure cartoon.

Polly does not seem to react as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, however, she gently removes her hand and pats yours lightly with it. The message is clear: ‘Not yet’.

She does not sit with you in the fourth lecture. At lunchtime, as you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Polly blushes in response, and does not say anything. Five minutes later, she turns and gives you a shy smile. Clearly, she has been thinking about it.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

You draw an amusing little cartoon, which makes Polly giggle quietly.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly seems happy to engage in hangman with you, and you get through a couple of games during the remainder of the lecture.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer. “You coming to lunch with us?” asks Polly.

“Sure!” you reply.

You head to the cafeteria with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

“Don’t be daft!” says Polly, looking a little shocked, but also a little amused.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer. “You coming to lunch with us?” asks Polly.

“Sure!” you reply.

You head to the cafeteria with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

As before, the two of you get along well as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

Polly blushes, and places her hand on yours. Then she takes out her phone, and spends the next few minutes texting.

Towards the end of the lecture, she turns to you and whispers, “Still want to take me to dinner?”

“Of course!” you reply.

“I brought a dress with me, just in case I could persuade Anthony to look after my dad for the evening,” says Polly. “He just agreed, finally! So ... where do you want to go?”

“Awesome!” you exclaim. “Um, let’s go to...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

“Eww gross!” says Polly, looking disgusted. “Am I supposed to be flattered by that?” She shakes her head, picks up her things, and gets up.

“I’m so sorry!” you say. “I don’t know why I thought it would be a good idea to say that.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, okay? Just ... take a cold shower in the meantime, or something.”

“Will do,” you say.

Polly moves to another row, leaving you cursing your ineptitude.

Continue.

“Okay, sounds good,” says Polly. “I love Italian food.”

After the lecture, she goes to the ladies’ to change, and emerges looking lovely in a knee-length blue dress. Your eyes widen at the sight of her impressive cleavage. “Wow,” you say. “You should wear dresses more often. You look gorgeous!”

Polly blushes. “You really think so?”

“Absolutely!” you say.

The two of you head outside and catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you ask her...

What she plans to do with her Geography degree.

If she wouldn’t mind wearing a shorter dress next time.

About her favourite music.

“Okay, sounds like fun,” says Polly.

After the lecture, she goes to the ladies’ to change, and emerges looking lovely in a knee-length blue dress. You smile at her. “Wow,” you say. “You should wear dresses more often. You look gorgeous!”

Polly blushes. “You really think so?”

“Absolutely!” you say.

The two of you head outside and catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. It is really just a glorified pub, with a Wild West theme. Its centrepiece is a mechanical bull, which is currently being inexpertly ridden by a loud and not entirely sober young man.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you chat with Polly while waiting for your food. The place is crowded, service is slow, and Polly, after three tequilas, is getting a little tipsy. At this point you...

Proceed to tell her about the geology of the Grand Canyon.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

Complain to the waitress about how long the food is taking.

“Teach, maybe,” says Polly. “I’m pretty good with children.”

“Wow,” you say. “If I’d had a teacher who looked like you, I’d have been a very attentive pupil.”

Polly blushes and smiles.

The food finally arrives, and it is delicious. After the meal, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly looks rather hurt. “Maybe,” she mutters, “if there is a next time.”

The date has been going very well so far, and you doubt she will hold this against you for long. And you would love to see her in something shorter. Thinking quickly, you say,

“I just think it would be nice to see more of those lovely legs of yours.”

“I’m sorry, that was a stupid thing to say.”

Polly smiles and starts chatting enthusiastically about Xenon, her favourite band. The rest of the meal goes very well.

Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly listens attentively as you describe the canyon’s geological history. “Cool,” she says. “How come you know all this?”

“I went there with my parents a couple of years ago,” you say. “It was amazing. It’s the main reason I chose Physical Geography for my degree.”

The food finally arrives, and the rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly laughs. “In a dress? I don’t think so!”

“It’s a long-ish dress,” you remark. “I’m sure you’ll be able to stay decent.”

“Maybe next time,” she chuckles. “It does look like fun.”

The food finally arrives, and the rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

You wave to the waitress, who hurries over. “Excuse me, will our food be much longer?” you inquire. “We’ve been here nearly an hour.”

“I’ll just go and check,” says the waitress.

“Very masterful,” says Polly, with a chuckle.

Shortly afterwards, the waitress comes back with your food. “So sorry about the wait,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“I’d love to,” says Polly, “but I shouldn’t impose on Anthony too much or he won’t want to help us out again.”

“Oh, okay then,” you say.

You walk Polly to a bus stop on her route home, and stay with her until her bus arrives. Then you...

Say, “Goodnight, Polly.”

Take her face in your hands and kiss her.

“Sounds like fun,” says Polly, “but I shouldn’t impose on Anthony too much or he won’t want to help us out again.”

“Oh, okay then,” you say.

You walk Polly to a bus stop on her route home, and stay with her until her bus arrives. Then you...

Say, “Goodnight, Polly.”

Take her face in your hands and kiss her.

“Not this time,” says Polly. “I shouldn’t impose on Anthony too much or he won’t want to help us out again.”

“Oh, okay then,” you say.

You walk Polly to a bus stop on her route home, and stay with her until her bus arrives. Then you...

Say, “Goodnight, Polly.”

Take her face in your hands and kiss her.

“I went out of my way to make this date possible, and I wore my best dress to impress you!” says Polly, getting quite upset. “But you’re a typical man; no matter how much I give, you just want more.”

“Well you have to admit, it’s quite a conservative dress...” you say.

Polly gets to her feet, glaring at you. “I’m going home,” she says. “Don’t expect me to sit with you tomorrow ... or ever!”

And that is the end of your relationship.

THE END

Return to last save point.

“Hmph,” says Polly, somewhat mollified. “Yes, it was. How are you going to make it up to me?”

“Hmm,” you say, thinking for a moment. “I suppose ... by insisting that you wear a burqa for our next date.”

Polly shudders, then giggles. “Careful, smarty-pants, I might just do that.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Silly bugger,” says Polly, and she stands on tiptoe and kisses you on the lips. “Goodnight.”

“Wow,” you respond, wide-eyed.

Polly giggles as she boards the bus. “Thank you for a lovely date!” she says.

You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening with Colin and Adolf, telling them excitedly about your date with Polly. You are starting to fall in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly’s eyes widen, then close as your lips approach hers. You kiss her softly, then pull back to gauge her reaction. You are relieved to see she is smiling happily.

“Goodnight,” you say, in as casual a squeak as you can muster.

Polly giggles as she boards the bus. “Thank you for a lovely date!” she says.

You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening with Colin and Adolf, telling them excitedly about your date with Polly. You are starting to fall in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you...

Smile at her and say hi as she passes.

Invite her to sit next to you.

Charlotte gives you a small smile of acknowledgment and says “Hello.” Then she continues on down to the front to sit with her friends.

The lecture passes uneventfully, as do the next three. Then it is lunchtime. As you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Charlotte nods. “Sure,” she says, and she sits down next to you.

You smile happily to yourself.

While the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

There is one empty chair at the table, next to Charlotte. “Mind if I join you, Charlotte?” you ask.

“I don’t mind,” says Charlotte, and you sit down next to her. You engage her in polite conversation for a while, and then ask her if she wants to be your lab partner again.

“Sure,” she says.

As two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte partner up again.

The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the library.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You walk to the library and go inside, looking for Charlotte. You soon find her in the Geography section. “Hi Charlotte!” you say brightly.

“Hello,” she says, without pausing her browsing.

You watch her for a moment, then you...

Tell her you are very attracted to her.

Pull her into your arms.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see Charlotte walking past on her way to the library. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to her?

Charlotte glances at you with a hint of a smile on her lips. “I’m glad to hear it,” she says. Then, a moment later, she says, “Want to partner up again for today’s lab?”

“Absolutely,” you reply, and she nods. Then she finds what she is looking for, and sits down to read.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You interpose yourself between Charlotte and the bookshelves, grasp her around the waist, and pull her towards you.

“Really?” she says, pushing you away. “Control yourself, man!”

“Sorry,” you say contritely.

“Hmph,” says Charlotte.

“Can we still be lab partners?” you ask her.

She hesitates, then nods. “Just remember to behave yourself!” she says.

“I will,” you promise.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Charlotte if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hello,” says Charlotte, and, to your surprise, she sits down on the grass next to you. “See that rock over there by the fountain?” she asks.

“Yup,” you reply. “What about it?”

“Lewisian gneiss,” she says.

“Really?” you say. “How do you know?”

“Well I know gneiss when I see it,” says Charlotte, “and I asked Professor Batley where it came from. She said it was brought here from Lochinver.”

“Cool!” you say. You contemplate the rock for a moment, then say,

“A chunk of Lewisian gneiss At which most people wouldn’t look twice, Formed inside our planet And used to be granite, But was heated and squeezed like a vice.”

Charlotte laughs. “I like it!” she says. “You know your metamorphic rocks. But ... wouldn’t the vice be the thing doing the squeezing?”

“Pedant,” you say, poking her in the arm with one finger, and she laughs again.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

Charlotte stares at you through her large round glasses. “What a shame,” she remarks. “I expected better from you.”

“Sorry,” you apologise, but the damage is done. For the rest of the lab, she barely says a word to you, and then at its end she turns to you and says, “I don’t think I want to spend any more time with you.”

And that is the end of your budding relationship.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Charlotte chuckles. “I suppose you think you’re going to wear me down eventually,” she says.

“That’s the plan,” you reply.

She smiles. “It’s a no for today,” she says. “But I’ll talk to my father; see if I can work some magic on him.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “Maybe someday soon I’ll surprise you,” she says.

“That would be cool,” you reply with a grin.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. The more you get to know her, the more you like her, and you look forward to spending more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte smiles and nods. “Sure!” she says.

The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and glares at you. “And I had such high hopes for you,” she says, and then she picks up her things and moves down a couple of rows.

She never talks to you again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and stares at you. “How disappointing,” she remarks, and then she picks up her things and moves down a couple of rows.

She never talks to you again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. Then she turns to you with one eyebrow raised. “Education boring you?” she inquires in a whisper.

She does not sit with you for the next two lectures. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte recoils in annoyance. “What’s got into you?” she demands irritably. “Control yourself, man.”

“Sorry,” you whisper back. “Just had this sudden impulse...”

“Concentrating on the lecture should help with that,” she admonishes you sternly.

She does not sit with you for the next two lectures. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Charlotte turns and gives you a disapproving stare. Then, with a twitch at the corner of her mouth, she says, “Don’t mind if I do.” She takes one, unwraps it, and pops it in her mouth.

She sits next to you during the third lecture of the morning, and you...

Pick an opportune moment to place your hand upon hers.

Leave her alone so she can concentrate on the lecture.

Charlotte tuts in exasperation and withdraws her hand. “Behave yourself!” she mutters.

She does not sit with you for the fourth and final lecture of the morning. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

The third lecture comes to an end without incident, but Charlotte opts not to sit with you for the fourth and final lecture of the morning. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Please do!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing a pretty dress that stops a couple of inches short of her knees. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

As you approach, Polly looks up and smiles at you. “Hi there!” she says. “Have a seat!”

You sit down with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the bar.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

At the bar you buy a drink and then play video games for a few minutes. While you are playing, you notice April and Polly entering. The two women take a seat at the bar, and you...

Rush over and offer to buy them drinks.

Turn your attention back to your game.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see April and Polly walking past on their way to the bar. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to them?

April and Polly smile at you as you approach. As you eagerly inquire if you can buy drinks for them, they both giggle.

“Thank you,” says Polly, smiling at you. “And by all means, join us.”

The three of you converse pleasantly over drinks. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You keep playing your game, trying to beat your high score. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Polly if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hi!” says Polly, and April smiles and waves at you. The two of them come over and sit next to you, and the three of you converse pleasantly for a while. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Polly partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

Polly rolls her eyes. “Don’t be silly,” she says.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly sighs. “I would love to go out again tonight,” she says, “but it’s a little soon after our last date. I don’t want to presume too much upon Anthony’s good nature.”

“I understand,” you say, disappointed.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you whisper to her...

“Polly ... I’m so happy to be your boyfriend.”

“Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly hesitates, then she shakes her head. “Not yet, okay?” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you whisper to her...

“Polly ... I’m so happy to be your boyfriend.”

“Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

“Sure!” says Polly with a smile.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Polly gasps in shock as she feels your hand on her breast. She slaps your hand away and says “Stop that!” with an annoyed look.

“Sorry,” you whisper. “Your breasts just look so amazing in that dress...”

“That doesn’t give you licence to grope me!” she replies. “I think you need some time to cool off – I’ll see you at lunchtime.” Then she gets up, grabs her stuff, and heads down to the front. She does not sit with you during the rest of the morning’s lectures.

At lunchtime, as you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Polly pushes your hand away and glares at you sharply. “What the hell?” she whispers.

“Sorry, I just had this sudden impulse,” you say, but Polly just rolls her eyes and shakes her head. Then she gets up, grabs her stuff, and heads down to the front. She does not sit with you during the rest of the morning’s lectures.

At lunchtime, as you leave the building, you see Polly laughing and chatting with her brother Anthony. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you spot her sitting with him at a table in the corner. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Polly blushes and smiles. “Thank you!” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Draw a stick figure cartoon.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. “Behave yourself!” she whispers, but you can see she is smiling.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Draw a stick figure cartoon.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters. “I could do with a little sugar boost!”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Draw a stick figure cartoon.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes in response, and whispers, “I’d like that too ... but later, okay?”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

You draw an amusing little cartoon, which makes Polly giggle quietly.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly seems happy to engage in hangman with you, and you get through a couple of games during the remainder of the lecture.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer. “You coming to lunch with us?” asks Polly.

“Sure!” you reply.

You head to the cafeteria with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

“Don’t be daft!” says Polly, looking a little shocked, but also a little amused.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer. “You coming to lunch with us?” asks Polly.

“Sure!” you reply.

You head to the cafeteria with Polly and Anthony, and chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

Why her nickname is “Polly-poo”.

Polly smiles happily. “I’m happy to be your girlfriend!” she replies.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly hesitates, then she whispers, “Okay, just a quick one.”

You wait until the professor’s back is turned, then the two of you turn towards each other and press your lips together. You open your mouth and start to push your tongue out, but Polly pulls away nervously. Then she giggles quietly, her cheeks very pink.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly smiles happily. “I’m happy to be your girlfriend!” she replies.

At the end of the lecture, as the two of you leave the building together, Polly grabs your hand and leads you over to a bench, where the two of you sit down.

“I think it’s time for me to tell you how I earned my nickname,” she says.

“Oh!” you say. “Yes please – do tell.”

“I’m very concerned, though, about what you’ll think of me after I tell you,” she says, her voice trembling slightly. She stares down at her knees. “I do hope you’ll be able to get past my ... less attractive qualities.”

“You have me officially intrigued,” you say. “For what it’s worth, I’m not the judgmental type, and I’m already extremely fond of you. I doubt very much your secret will change that.”

Polly takes a deep breath. “Okay,” she says. “I was, for most of my childhood, a fat little girl. I was bullied a lot – teased mercilessly, picked on, kicked, shoved in the hallways, called names ... it was horrible.”

“Oh my God!” you exclaim. “I’m so sorry!”

“I sought refuge in food,” continues Polly, “which, of course, made things worse. But it became a compulsion – I literally couldn’t stop myself. And so, I got fatter and fatter.”

“I’d never have known it,” you say. “Your figure is ... well, cuddlesome, certainly, but not fat. It’s lovely. How the heck did you kick your eating habit?”

“I never did,” Polly replies. “I just found a way to manage it. It all changed when I went to see a different doctor – I went through several – who recommended eating lots of fibrous, zero fat, low nutrition foods. I tried it ... and it worked. I started snacking almost exclusively on flavoured fibre bars – tons of them. I was eating just as much as ever ... but the weight started falling off.”

“Wow!” you say. “That’s cool.”

“But ... there was a side-effect,” says Polly. “The new ultra-high fibre diet made me ... well ... poo like an elephant.”

“Oh!” you say. “Wow. Hence the nickname.”

“Well ... not quite,” says Polly, looking very embarrassed and awkward. “The fact is ... I developed a bit of an obsession with my poo. It was, after all, the reason I was losing weight ... and I loved feeling it all come out of me. And before I learned to control it better, sometimes it would all pour out into my panties before I could get to the toilet.”

“Oh dear!” you say. “How awful!”

“You’d think so,” says Polly, “but actually I didn’t mind it at all. In fact, sometimes I would deliberately do it in my panties ... and that became part of the obsession.”

“Wow,” you say, stunned.

“At the beginning of this semester,” says Polly, tears springing to her eyes, “I was actually staying in Barrett Hall. Dad had hired a nurse, at great expense, so that I could properly enjoy the university experience. On my first evening at the hall, I was feeling very anxious about being in a new place, and I sought solace in my favourite pastime. I took off my shoes and jeans, and filled my panties with poo.”

Still staring at her knees, she does not wait for feedback, but plunges on with her confession. “But, of course, I was still in my room at this point. I knew I had to get to the toilet quickly. I opened my door and peeked out into the corridor. Nobody seemed to be around, so I crept out and hurried towards the toilets. Unfortunately, my timing could not have been worse; as I reached the toilet, the door opened and two girls came out. I panicked and turned around, running back towards my room, but when I got there I realised to my horror that I had accidentally locked myself out.

“While I was struggling with the door, the two girls came around the corner, and they just laughed and laughed at my bulging, messy panties. One of them was kind enough to fetch the maintenance man for me, and he let me into my room. But by then the story had spread like wildfire, and dozens of people had come to see the girl with the poo-filled panties. I was being called Polly-poo before I even got back into my room.

“The next evening, I decided I was too embarrassed to stay in Barrett Hall. I went back home and promised to look after my dad, so he let his nurse go. And, well, there you go.” She takes a deep breath. “I suppose I could have told you that I just had an accident, but I wanted you to know the whole truth. And now, of course, I’m just desperate to know what you think of all this, and praying that you’re not going to just dump me because you think I’m a disgusting person.” She looks up at you, tears running down her cheeks.

“Wow,” you say, “that’s...

The weirdest thing I’ve ever heard. I can’t believe you enjoy crapping in your panties. That’s gross!”

Quite the story. I can’t say I like the idea of you doing stuff like that, but it doesn’t change the way I feel about you.”

Amazing, and kind of awesome. Thank you for sharing your story. I hope one day you’ll feel able to fill your panties in front of me.”

Polly’s expression as you say this is tragic. Then she hangs her head, and says in a small voice, “I understand. I won’t bother you again.”

She gets up and walks away, and you never see her again. Later, you discover that she has dropped out of university.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Polly sighs with relief, and nods. “Thank you,” she says. “So we’re still ... together?”

“Absolutely,” you say with a smile. “If this is a part of you, then I’m glad to know it, and accept it.”

Polly throws her arms around your neck and kisses you. “Thank you!” she says again.

On this happy note, you part company, and you head back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly stares at you uncertainly. “Are you making fun of me?” she asks.

“No!” you say sincerely. “Honestly ... you’ve unknowingly tapped into a bit of a fantasy of mine. I have to confess that I found your story rather ... arousing. Not the parts where you were bullied and so on – that was awful – but the idea of you doing a huge poo in your panties ... wow. It’s a very exciting image for me.”

Polly chuckles. “Well gosh,” she says. “I wasn’t expecting that reaction at all. But if you’re serious...”

“I am!” you say.

“...then that makes me very happy indeed,” says Polly with a smile. She leans forward and kisses you. “Thank you.”

On this positive note, you part company, and you head back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, she pauses at the end of your row and says, “May I join you?”

“Of course!” you reply, and you smile happily as she sits down next to you.

While the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

There is one empty chair at the table, next to Charlotte. “Mind if I join you, Charlotte?” you ask.

“Not at all,” says Charlotte, and you sit down next to her. You engage her in conversation for a while, and then ask her if she wants to be your lab partner again.

“Sure,” she says.

As two o’clock approaches, you all head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte partner up again.

The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You eat by yourself, and then...

Head to the library.

Head outside and sit on the grass under the trees.

You walk to the library and go inside, looking for Charlotte. You soon find her in the Geography section. “Hi Charlotte!” you say brightly.

“Hello,” she says, without pausing her browsing.

You watch her for a moment, then you...

Tell her you are very attracted to her.

Pull her into your arms.

You find a nice secluded spot on the grass and sit down to read a book. A couple of minutes later, you glance up to see Charlotte walking past on her way to the library. Will you...

Keep reading your book?

Call out to her?

Charlotte glances at you with a hint of a smile on her lips. “I’m glad to hear it,” she says. Then, a moment later, she says, “Want to partner up again for today’s lab?”

“Absolutely,” you reply, and she nods. Then she finds what she is looking for, and sits down to read.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You interpose yourself between Charlotte and the bookshelves, grasp her around the waist, and pull her towards you.

“Really?” she says, arching an eyebrow.

Seeing her reaction, you...

Kiss her on the lips.

Let her go.

You continue to read your book, and get through a couple of chapters. As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab. There, you...

Ask Charlotte if she would like to be your lab partner again.

Find another lab partner.

Work alone.

“Hello,” says Charlotte, and she sits down on the grass next to you. “Having fun?”

“I am now,” you reply, putting your book down.

She smiles, and the two of you chat together happily for the remainder of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you head to the geology lab, where you and Charlotte pair up again. The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

Charlotte stares at you disapprovingly. “Don’t be vulgar,” she says.

“Sorry,” you apologise.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “I’m working on it, okay? Keep asking me; one of these days I’ll have a better response.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “Maybe someday soon I’ll surprise you,” she says.

“That would be cool,” you reply with a grin.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. Charlotte joins April at the front, so as usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. You are beginning to fall for her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte smiles and nods. “Sure!” she says.

The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

You partner with your socially inept friend Roddy, and your lab work goes very well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Working on your own, you struggle a bit with the lab project Owen has set for everyone, but you manage to finish it and mostly achieve the desired results. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day. As usual, you sit alone at the back of the lecture theatre.

Continue.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and glares at you. “And I had such high hopes for you,” she says, and then she picks up her things and moves down a couple of rows.

She never talks to you again.

THE END

Return to last save point.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and glares at you. “Control yourself!” she says.

“Sorry!” you whisper. “I just ... I’m sorry.”

“Hmph,” she says.

She does not sit with you for the next two lectures. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. Then she turns to you with one eyebrow raised. “Education boring you?” she inquires in a whisper.

She does not sit with you for the next two lectures. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte recoils in annoyance. “What’s got into you?” she demands irritably. “Control yourself, man.”

“Sorry,” you whisper back. “Just had this sudden impulse...”

“Concentrating on the lecture should help with that,” she admonishes you sternly.

She does not sit with you for the next two lectures. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

Charlotte turns and gives you a disapproving stare. Then, with a twitch at the corner of her mouth, she says, “Don’t mind if I do.” She takes one, unwraps it, and pops it in her mouth.

She sits next to you during the third lecture of the morning, and you...

Pick an opportune moment to place your hand upon hers.

Leave her alone so she can concentrate on the lecture.

Charlotte tuts in exasperation and withdraws her hand. “Behave yourself!” she mutters.

She does not sit with you for the fourth and final lecture of the morning. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

The third lecture comes to an end without incident, but Charlotte opts not to sit with you for the fourth and final lecture of the morning. At lunchtime, as you leave the lecture theatre, you see Charlotte leaving with April and her friends. Ten minutes later, in the cafeteria, you see them all sitting together at a nearby table. Will you...

Go over and attempt to join them?

Sit by yourself at another table?

As you kiss Charlotte, to your delight she puts her arms around your neck, and opens her mouth slightly to admit your tongue. The two of you remain locked at the lips for the next two minutes, after which, when you pull apart, you are both quite breathless.

Charlotte grins. “Not bad,” she says, “but we need to work on your technique a bit.”

You laugh, feeling slightly embarrassed. “I’ll take as many lessons as you’re willing to give,” you say. “Starting now, if you like.”

She smiles. “Let’s not get you too over-excited,” she says, patting your shoulder.

“You know,” you say, “I’m getting the impression that you’re a lot more worldly than the image you normally project.”

She grins. “I’ve done a fair bit of kissing,” she says, “but really, nothing else. My last boyfriend – really my only previous boyfriend – was even more of a prude than I am, if you can imagine such a thing.”

It is very refreshing to hear Charlotte open up like this. The two of you continue to chat until almost two o’clock. Then you head up to the lab, where you pair up once again. The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

“Sorry,” you apologise. “I’m not sure what I was thinking.”

“Apparently!” says Charlotte, frowning slightly. “Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to sit down over there with a book. Feel free to join me, if you think you can refrain from manhandling me.”

“Of course,” you say.

You and Charlotte sit down at a nearby table and read quietly together until nearly two o’clock. Then you head up to the lab, where you pair up once again. The two of you converse comfortably as you work together, and after an hour or so you pluck up the courage to ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Please do!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing a pretty dress that stops a couple of inches short of her knees. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Polly gasps in shock as she feels your hand on her breast. She slaps your hand away and says “Stop that!” with an annoyed look.

“Sorry,” you whisper. “Your breasts just look so amazing in that dress...”

“Thank you,” she says, “but please respect me enough to keep your hands to yourself.”

“I will,” you say. “Sorry again.”

“Okay,” she says.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly pushes your hand away. “Don’t be naughty,” she whispers.

“Sorry, I just had this sudden impulse,” you say, but Polly just rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly blushes and smiles. “Thank you!” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. “Behave yourself!” she whispers, but you can see she is smiling.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters. “I could do with a little sugar boost!”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes in response, and whispers, “I’d like that too ... but later, okay?”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly seems happy to engage in hangman with you, and you get through a couple of games during the remainder of the lecture.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer, and the three of you head to the cafeteria for lunch. You chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

“Don’t be daft!” says Polly, looking a little shocked, but also a little amused.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer, and the three of you head to the cafeteria for lunch. You chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up until her panties are exposed.

Polly smiles. “Let me see if I can talk Anthony into looking after Dad again.”

“Okay!” you say happily.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly hesitates, then she shakes her head. “Not yet, okay?” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly squeals and turns around. “Naughty,” she says, swatting your arm.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say with a grin.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties, which you only get a glimpse of before she squeals and turns around, tugging her dress down. “Naughty man!” she says, turning very pink as she glances around to make sure nobody else is looking.

You grin at her. “Nice panties,” you say.

She rolls her eyes and pokes you in the ribs.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly sighs happily as she feels your arm around her waist, and she rests her head on your shoulder. “This is nice,” she murmurs.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly hesitates, then she whispers, “Okay, just a quick one.”

You wait until the professor’s back is turned, then the two of you turn towards each other and press your lips together. You open your mouth and start to push your tongue out, but Polly pulls away nervously. Then she giggles quietly, her cheeks very pink.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly sighs happily as she feels your arm around her waist, and she rests her head on your shoulder. “This is nice,” she murmurs.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly hesitates, then she whispers, “Okay, just a quick one.”

You wait until the professor’s back is turned, then the two of you turn towards each other and press your lips together. You open your mouth and start to push your tongue out, but Polly pulls away nervously. Then she giggles quietly, her cheeks very pink.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

After the lecture, as you and Polly are leaving the building, her phone buzzes. “It’s Anthony!” she says excitedly. “He says he’ll look after Dad again this evening!”

“Yay!” you say. “Thank you Anthony!”

“So, where are we going?” Polly asks.

You think for a moment, then say, “Let’s go to...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

“Okay,” says Polly with a smile. “I do like a bit of Italian food.”

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you ask her...

About her family.

If she would be willing to wear shorter dresses.

About her favourite movies.

“Okay, sounds like fun,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. It is really just a glorified pub, with a Wild West theme. Its centrepiece is a mechanical bull, which is currently being inexpertly ridden by a giggling young woman.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you chat with Polly while waiting for your food. The place is crowded, service is slow, and Polly, after three tequilas, is getting a little tipsy. At this point you...

Chat with her about geology.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

Complain to the waitress about how long the food is taking.

Polly chats happily about her father and brother, and about her creepy old great-uncle Giles in Wexford.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly looks uncomfortable. “Maybe,” she says. “We’ll see.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly tells you all about her love for the animated films of Japanese director Hayao Miyazaki. “You should see Spirited Away,” she enthuses. “It’s amazing.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

You begin to chat about plate tectonics and vulcanism, but Polly starts giggling every time you use words like “thrust” and “orogeny”, and the conversation degenerates from there.

Eventually the food arrives, and you both enjoy your meal. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “It does sound like fun,” she says, “but i’m not really dressed for it.”

“On the contrary,” you reply with a grin, “I would personally love to see what happens to your dress if you wrote that bull.”

“I’m sure,” says Polly, rolling her eyes. “I’m not quite feeling brave enough for that, though.”

Eventually the food arrives, and you both enjoy your meal. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

You call your waitress over and complain about how long the food is taking. She apologises, and hurries off to the kitchen. Two minutes later she returns with your food.

You both enjoy your meal. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“I’d love to,” says Polly, “but I shouldn’t impose on Anthony too much or he won’t want to help us out again.”

“Oh, okay then,” you say.

You walk Polly to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

“Sounds like fun,” says Polly, “but I shouldn’t impose on Anthony too much or he won’t want to help us out again.”

“Oh, okay then,” you say.

You walk Polly to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

“Not this time,” says Polly, “I shouldn’t impose on Anthony too much or he won’t want to help us out again.”

“Oh, okay then,” you say.

You walk Polly to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

To your delight, Polly doesn’t stop you, so you squeeze and knead and fondle her buttocks to your heart’s content. Then you...

Lift up the back of her dress to expose her panty-clad bottom.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties for you.

To your delight, Polly doesn’t stop you, so you squeeze and knead and fondle her breast to your heart’s content. Then you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into the left cup of her bra.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly squeals and giggles as you pull her dress up at the back. She wriggles out of your arms and tugs it back down. “Naughty!” she says reprovingly. “Someone might see!”

Her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thanks for a lovely evening!” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are starting to fall in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly shakes her head. “Not just yet, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, nodding.

Her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thanks for a lovely evening!” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are starting to fall in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly squeals and wriggles out of your arms as she slaps your hand away from her breast. “Naughty!” she says reprovingly. “We don’t have to do everything all at once.”

Her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thanks for a lovely evening!” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are starting to fall in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, she sits down next to you and says, “Good morning.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and frowns at you. “Behave yourself!” she says sternly.

“Sorry,” you whisper. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“Uh-huh,” she says. “I’m sure I’m irresistible, but you need to control yourself.”

“I will,” you say. “Sorry again.”

“Hmph,” she says.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and glares at you. “Control yourself!” she says.

“Sorry!” you whisper. “I just ... I’m sorry.”

“Hmph,” she says.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. Then she turns to you with one eyebrow raised. “Education boring you?” she inquires in a whisper.

“I’m multi-tasking!” you protest.

“Hmm,” she says disapprovingly.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte recoils and turns to frown at you. “Time enough for that later,” she says sternly. “Focus on the lecture!”

“Sorry,” you whisper back. “It’s just that you look so pretty, and...”

“That’s all very sweet and flattering,” she says, “but I’m trying to pay attention here, even if you’re not.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte extricates her hand. “While I don’t mind holding your hand as a matter of principle,” she whispers, “you need it to take notes.”

“True,” you admit ruefully.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’m looking forward to kissing you again, too,” she murmurs. “But have patience!”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

“Good grief, really?” says Charlotte as you pass her your piece of paper. Then she sighs. “You’re impossible! But fine – I’ll play.”

You grin, and the two of you play a couple of games that last until the end of the lecture.

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte stares at you. “We’ll be having lunch together soon enough, eager beaver,” she whispers. “Then perhaps we can have a bit of alone time. In the meantime, just try to keep it together and think geophysical thoughts.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

“Don’t be vulgar,” says Charlotte, with a disapproving frown.

“Sorry,” you apologise.

The rest of the lab goes well, however. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. “You win. I’ve got my father’s reluctant permission, as long as I’m home by nine o’clock.”

“Excellent!” you exclaim happily.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre.

The lecture seems to drag interminably, but eventually five o’clock rolls around, and you leave the theatre with Charlotte.

“I need five minutes in the ladies’,” says Charlotte.

“No problem,” you say, and you wait for her in the foyer.

When she emerges, you are astonished to see her wearing a denim miniskirt and a pink halter top. “Charlotte?” you inquire. “Is that you?”

She grins, and tries to tug the hem of her skirt down. It is not all that short, coming down to slightly below mid-thigh level, but on Charlotte it seems positively scandalous. “Let’s go, quickly, before I change my mind,” she says. “I’m feeling very exposed. If my father knew what I’m wearing, he’d have a fit.”

You grin at her. “You look amazing,” you say. “You should wear miniskirts more often. Wow.”

Charlotte smiles and blushes slightly. “We’ll see,” she says. “So, where are we going?”

“Ah yes, dinner!” you say. “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Maybe someday soon I’ll surprise you,” she says.

“That would be cool,” you reply with a grin.

The rest of the lab goes well, however. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you spend the rest of your lunch hour kissing and cuddling.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. As people are walking by with depressing regularity, you cannot be as affectionate with Charlotte as you would like, but she lets you French kiss her, briefly, a couple of times when nobody is looking your way.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening with Colin and Adolf, who soon get tired of hearing you enthuse about Charlotte. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte looks a little torn. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place. Outside, after the lecture, okay?”

“Okay!” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you take Charlotte by the hand and hurry outside with her. When you stop, just around the corner of the building, you notice that Charlotte is giggling in amusement. “It’s funny, how keen you are,” she says.

You kiss her deeply, and hold her close in your arms. After a minute, she pats your back. “All right Sweetie, time to go our separate ways.”

You release her, and nod ruefully. Then you bid her goodbye, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening with Colin and Adolf, who soon get tired of hearing you enthuse about Charlotte. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

“That’ll do nicely,” says Charlotte. “I like their food a lot.”

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you ask her about...

Her childhood.

Her beliefs.

Her ambitions.

“Not my preferred kind of place, but okay,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. It is really just a glorified pub, with a Wild West theme. Its centrepiece is a mechanical bull, which is currently being inexpertly ridden by a tubby young man.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you chat with Charlotte while waiting for your food. The place is crowded, service is slow, and Charlotte, after almost an hour, is getting quite impatient. At this point you...

Chat with her about geology.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

Complain to the waitress about how long the food is taking.

Charlotte starts telling stories about her early years – she seems to have had quite a sheltered upbringing.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“You want to talk religion on our date?” Charlotte inquires in amusement. “That’s a little dangerous isn’t it?”

You hold up your hands. “You’ll get no judgment or argument from me,” you assure her. “I’m just curious.”

“All right then,” says Charlotte, and she outlines a few doctrinal positions that separate her denomination from others.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chats about her hopes of doing groundbreaking geophysical research, and perhaps discovering something amazing about how the Earth works. “There’s so much we still don’t know about our planet’s interior,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte seems happy to talk about the courses you are studying this semester. Her favourite is Geophysics, and she enthuses about Professor Evans, who teaches it.

Eventually the food arrives, and you both enjoy your meal. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte stares at you. “In this skirt?” she says. “You must be mad.”

“Don’t you think it would be fun?” you ask impishly.

“Fun for you, I’m sure,” says Charlotte. “Highly embarrassing for me. I might be willing to do it in trousers; would you like me to wear trousers for our next date?”

“No!” you say quickly.

“I thought not,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

Eventually the food arrives, and you both enjoy your meal. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

You call your waitress over and complain about how long the food is taking. She apologises, and hurries off to the kitchen. Two minutes later she returns with your food.

“Nicely done,” says Charlotte.

You both enjoy your meal. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte shakes her head. “We don’t have time,” she says. “If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Actually,” continues Charlotte, “you’ll have to forgive me, but I’d better change back into my dress in the ladies’ here. I don’t want to change on the bus.”

“Understood,” you say. “Thank you again for wearing a miniskirt. April told me, before introducing me to you, that you probably had killer legs under your long dresses. She was absolutely right.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. She gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing her long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte shakes her head. “Absolutely not,” she says. “For one thing, I have no interest in such places. Loud, obnoxious music, debauched behaviour – ugh. In any case, we don’t really have time for anything else this evening. If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Actually,” continues Charlotte, “you’ll have to forgive me, but I’d better change back into my dress in the ladies’ here. I don’t want to change on the bus.”

“Understood,” you say. “Thank you again for wearing a miniskirt. April told me, before introducing me to you, that you probably had killer legs under your long dresses. She was absolutely right.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. She gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing her long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte raises an eyebrow. “Were you expecting sex this evening?” she inquires.

“No!” you say. “There are plenty of things we could do in my room besides sex.”

“Well,” says Charlotte with a shrug, “we don’t have time, in any case. If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Actually,” continues Charlotte, “you’ll have to forgive me, but I’d better change back into my dress in the ladies’ here. I don’t want to change on the bus.”

“Understood,” you say. “Thank you again for wearing a miniskirt. April told me, before introducing me to you, that you probably had killer legs under your long dresses. She was absolutely right.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. She gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing her long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte shakes her head. “We don’t have time,” she says. “If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Actually,” continues Charlotte, “you’ll have to forgive me, but I’d better change back into my dress in the ladies’ here. I don’t want to change on the bus.”

“Understood,” you say. “Thank you again for wearing a miniskirt. April told me, before introducing me to you, that you probably had killer legs under your long dresses. She was absolutely right.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. She glances over at the mechanical bull, and seems to be eyeing it thoughtfully. Then she gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing her long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte shakes her head. “Absolutely not,” she says. “For one thing, I have no interest in such places. Loud, obnoxious music, debauched behaviour – ugh. In any case, we don’t really have time for anything else this evening. If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Actually,” continues Charlotte, “you’ll have to forgive me, but I’d better change back into my dress in the ladies’ here. I don’t want to change on the bus.”

“Understood,” you say. “Thank you again for wearing a miniskirt. April told me, before introducing me to you, that you probably had killer legs under your long dresses. She was absolutely right.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. She glances over at the mechanical bull, and seems to be eyeing it thoughtfully. Then she gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing her long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte raises an eyebrow. “Were you expecting sex this evening?” she inquires.

“No!” you say. “There are plenty of things we could do in my room besides sex.”

“Well,” says Charlotte with a shrug, “we don’t have time, in any case. If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Actually,” continues Charlotte, “you’ll have to forgive me, but I’d better change back into my dress in the ladies’ here. I don’t want to change on the bus.”

“Understood,” you say. “Thank you again for wearing a miniskirt. April told me, before introducing me to you, that you probably had killer legs under your long dresses. She was absolutely right.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. She glances over at the mechanical bull, and seems to be eyeing it thoughtfully. Then she gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing her long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte tolerates the first squeeze of her buttocks, but as you continue to caress them, she pushes you away. “Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “Don’t spoil it.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your bottom’s just so ... perfect.”

“That’s neither here nor there,” says Charlotte, but she looks pleased at the compliment.

Her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening with Colin and Adolf, telling them excitedly about your date with Charlotte. You are starting to fall in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte tolerates the first squeeze of her breast, but as you continue to caress it, she pushes you away. “Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “Don’t spoil it.”

“Sorry,” you say. “It just seemed like the thing to do.”

“We’ll get there at some point, I’m sure,” says Charlotte. “Just not on our first date.”

Her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening with Colin and Adolf, telling them excitedly about your date with Charlotte. You are starting to fall in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Please do!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing a pretty dress that stops a couple of inches short of her knees. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Polly gasps in shock as she feels your hand on her breast. She pushes your hand away and whispers, “Stop that!”

“Sorry,” you reply. “Your breasts just look so amazing in that dress...”

“Thank you,” she says.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly pushes your hand away. “Don’t be naughty,” she whispers.

“Sorry, I just had this sudden impulse,” you say, but Polly just rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly blushes and smiles. “Thank you!” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. “Behave yourself!” she whispers, but you can see she is smiling.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters. “I could do with a little sugar boost!”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes in response, and whispers, “I’d like that too ... but later, okay?”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly seems happy to engage in hangman with you, and you get through a couple of games during the remainder of the lecture.

After the lecture, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer, and the three of you head to the cafeteria for lunch. You chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

“Don’t be daft!” chuckles Polly, but as the minutes pass, she becomes more and more thoughtful. Suddenly, while the professor’s back is turned, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and soon the two of you are in the foyer, kissing passionately. Then Polly takes your hand and leads you towards the lifts. “The top floor maintenance room should be empty,” she says.

It is, and you spend a few minutes enjoying Polly’s company. Then, while catching your breath, you say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do a poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up until her panties are exposed.

Polly sighs. “I would love to go out again tonight,” she says, “but it’s a little soon after our last date. I don’t want to presume too much upon Anthony’s good nature.”

“I understand,” you say, disappointed. After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly hesitates, then she shakes her head. “Not yet, okay?” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly smiles. “I know. And I do want to show you. But ... it’s a slightly scary prospect, and I’m just not quite ready yet. Okay?”

You nod. “Okay.”

At one o’clock, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer, and the three of you head to the cafeteria for lunch. You chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly laughs. “Really? I don’t have the best legs, you know.”

“Yes you do,” you reply. “You have the best legs because they’re YOUR legs, and there’s no pair of legs in the world that I would rather see more of.”

Polly smiles happily. “That was rather a sweet thing to say – thank you,” she says. “I’ll consider your request.”

At one o’clock, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer, and the three of you head to the cafeteria for lunch. You chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly laughs. “I’m sure you do,” she says, “but you’ll have to wait a little for that.”

At one o’clock, you and Polly meet her brother Anthony in the foyer, and the three of you head to the cafeteria for lunch. You chat with them throughout your entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly squeals and turns around. “Naughty,” she says, swatting your arm.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say with a grin.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties, which you only get a glimpse of before she squeals and turns around, tugging her dress down. “Naughty man!” she says, turning very pink as she glances around to make sure nobody else is looking.

You grin at her. “Nice panties,” you say.

She rolls her eyes and pokes you in the ribs.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and then you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up until her panties are exposed.

Add, “Ah, if only that dress were shorter!”

Polly chuckles, and turns around. “Out of interest, how much shorter would you like it to be?” she asks.

“Hmm,” you reply. “Start hiking it up, and I’ll tell you when to stop.”

Polly gives you a coquettish smile as she leans back against the bench, then she reaches down and grasps her dress at the hips. As she pulls the material upwards, the hem of the dress starts to climb up her thighs. Your eyes widen as more and more of Polly’s legs become exposed.

As her hem passes mid-thigh level, you...

Say, “There – that would be perfect.”

Smile appreciatively.

Polly giggles, and drops her dress. “Well, I’ll see what I can do,” she says.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly continues to slowly pull her dress up, and as its hem exposes more and more of her upper thighs, you...

Say, “There – that would be perfect.”

Continue to smile appreciatively.

Polly glances around nervously, but continues to pull her dress up, until her white panties start to peep into view. At this point you...

Say, “There – that would be perfect.”

Continue to smile appreciatively.

Polly giggles, and drops her dress. “You silly man,” she says. “I don’t think I can go quite that short, but I’ll see what I can do.”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly lifts her dress a couple more inches, exposing more of her panties, and then she holds it at that level while you stare hungrily at the white material.

“Seriously?” she says. “You don’t think this would be a little too short?”

You grin at her as she drops her dress. “I just wanted to see how high you would go,” you say. “And that was ... awesome. I love your legs.”

Polly chuckles. “Well, I’ll see what I can do about showing a little more of them,” she says.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly sighs happily as she feels your arm around her waist, and she rests her head on your shoulder. “This is nice,” she murmurs.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly hesitates, then she whispers, “Okay, just a quick one.”

You wait until the professor’s back is turned, then the two of you turn towards each other and press your lips together. You open your mouth and start to push your tongue out, but Polly pulls away nervously. Then she giggles quietly, her cheeks very pink.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly sighs happily as she feels your arm around her waist, and she rests her head on your shoulder. “This is nice,” she murmurs.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly hesitates, then she whispers, “Okay, just a quick one.”

You wait until the professor’s back is turned, then the two of you turn towards each other and press your lips together. You open your mouth and start to push your tongue out, but Polly pulls away nervously. Then she giggles quietly, her cheeks very pink.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are pleased to see that she is wearing another miniskirt, along with a fairly conservative top. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Charlotte slaps your hand away and frowns at you. “Behave yourself!” she says sternly.

“Sorry,” you whisper.

“Hmph,” she says.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte smacks your hand and glares at you. “Control yourself!” she says.

“Sorry!” you whisper.

“Hmph,” she says.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. Then she turns to you with one eyebrow raised. “Education boring you?” she inquires in a whisper.

“I’m multi-tasking!” you protest.

“Hmm,” she says disapprovingly.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte tuts disapprovingly. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte extricates her hand. “While I don’t mind holding your hand as a matter of principle,” she whispers, “you need it to take notes.”

“True,” you admit ruefully.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’m looking forward to kissing you again, too,” she murmurs. “But have patience!”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte rolls her eyes as you pass her your piece of paper, but she joins in anyway, and the two of you play a couple of games that last until the end of the lecture.

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte stares at you. “We’ll be having lunch together soon enough, eager beaver,” she whispers. “Then perhaps we can have a bit of alone time. In the meantime, just try to keep it together and think geophysical thoughts.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

“Don’t be vulgar,” says Charlotte.

“I think perhaps you need some more vulgarity in your life,” you remark.

She chuckles. “Is that so?” she says.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte chuckles. “I think it’s a little soon after our last date,” she says. “Let’s wait a little, okay?”

“Okay,” you say.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte laughs. “This one isn’t short enough for you?” she says.

“It’s awesome,” you concede, “but a little shorter wouldn’t hurt...”

“Don’t get greedy, Sweetie,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you spend the rest of your lunch hour kissing and cuddling.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. As people are walking by with depressing regularity, you cannot be as affectionate with Charlotte as you would like, but she lets you French kiss her, briefly, a couple of times when nobody is looking your way.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte looks a little torn. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place. Outside, after the lecture, okay?”

“Okay!” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you take Charlotte by the hand and hurry outside with her. When you stop, just around the corner of the building, you kiss her deeply, and hold her close in your arms. After a minute, she pats your back. “All right Sweetie, time to go our separate ways.”

You release her, and nod ruefully. Then you bid her goodbye, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte tuts disapprovingly. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte squeezes your hand affectionately. “You’re making it very difficult to concentrate,” she whispers.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper back. “But not very.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte rolls her eyes as you pass her your piece of paper, but she joins in anyway, and soon figures out that your mystery phrase is “Can’t stop thinking about you”. She smiles at you with uncharacteristic warmth.

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and seems to be getting quite aroused as you run your hands up and down her back while kissing her mouth, her cheek, her neck, her shoulder...

“Stop,” she gasps. “I’m getting a little too ... hot and bothered here!”

“That’s a good thing, surely,” you say with a smile, and you take this opportunity to...

Grasp her breasts with your hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

“Oh God,” Charlotte mutters, as you caress her breasts through her top. “Someone will come...”

“Let them,” you reply, and you kiss her again. She does not hold back, and as you pull her down to the floor, she moans in arousal. You run your hand up her skirt, and cup her pussy through her panties.

“Wait!” she gasps. “Don’t move!”

“What’s wrong?” you ask.

“This is the furthest I’ve ever let a boyfriend get with me,” says Charlotte breathlessly. “I just want to savour the moment.”

You grin, hold still for a moment, and then start caressing her pussy gently through the flimsy cotton. “Oh God,” she moans. “Stop ... stop. This isn’t the time or place.”

You help her up, and she straightens her clothes. “I think we badly need some proper alone time together,” she says. “I’ll try to get my father to agree to another date, okay?”

“Okay!” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

“Oh God,” Charlotte mutters, as you slide your hand up her inner thigh. “Someone will come...”

“Let them,” you reply, and you kiss her again. She does not hold back, and as your hand reaches her panties, you cup her pussy through her thin material.

“Wait!” she gasps. “Don’t move!”

“What’s wrong?” you ask.

“This is the furthest I’ve ever let a boyfriend get with me,” says Charlotte breathlessly. “I just want to savour the moment.”

You grin, hold still for a moment, and then start caressing her pussy gently through the flimsy cotton. “Oh God,” she moans. “Stop ... stop. This isn’t the time or place.”

You withdraw your hand, and she straightens her clothes. “I think we badly need some proper alone time together,” she says. “I’ll try to get my father to agree to another date, okay?”

“Okay!” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter dress.

Charlotte smirks, then she turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and silently applaud, and she straightens up and turns around with a slightly sheepish grin.

“That was brilliant!” you enthuse.

Charlotte laughs. “Thank you. It was rather fun actually.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte chuckles. “I’m working on it, Sweetie,” she says. “We’ll have another date soon, okay?”

“Okay,” you say.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte laughs. “This one isn’t short enough for you?” she says.

“It’s awesome,” you concede, “but a little shorter wouldn’t hurt...”

“Don’t get greedy, Sweetie,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte looks a little torn. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place. Outside, after the lecture, okay?”

“Okay!” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you take Charlotte by the hand and hurry outside with her. When you stop, just around the corner of the building, you kiss her deeply, and hold her close in your arms. After a minute, she pats your back. “All right Sweetie, time to go our separate ways.”

You release her, and nod ruefully. Then you bid her goodbye, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Please do!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing a very short sundress that stops well short of mid-thigh, as well as exposing a considerable amount of cleavage. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Polly giggles nervously as she feels your hand on her breast. She pushes your hand away and whispers, “Don’t be naughty.”

“Sorry,” you whisper.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly lets you caress the bare skin of her thigh for a minute or so, but pushes your hand away when it reaches the hem of her dress. “Don’t be naughty,” she whispers.

“Sorry,” you say.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly blushes and smiles. “Thank you!” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. “Behave yourself!” she whispers, but you can see she is smiling.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes in response, and whispers, “I’d like that too ... but later, okay?”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly seems happy to engage in hangman with you, and you get through a couple of games during the remainder of the lecture.

After the lecture, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you meet up with Anthony and his new girlfriend, Jill. The four of you sit and chat for the entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly hesitates for a moment, then nods. When the professor next turns his back, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and soon the two of you are in the foyer, kissing passionately. Then Polly takes your hand and leads you towards the lifts. “The top floor maintenance room should be empty,” she says.

It is, and you spend a few minutes kissing and cuddling with Polly. She even lets you fondle her breasts and buttocks through her dress, but stops you when you try to go further. Then, just after a long, passionate kiss, you say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do a poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up until her panties are exposed.

Polly sighs. “I would love to go out again tonight,” she says, “but it’s a little soon after our last date. I don’t want to presume too much upon Anthony’s good nature.”

“I understand,” you say, disappointed. After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly hesitates, then she shakes her head. “Not yet, okay?” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly smiles. “I know. I’m just not quite ready yet. Okay?”

You nod. “Okay.”

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you meet up with Anthony and his new girlfriend, Jill. The four of you sit and chat for the entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly laughs, a little anxiously. “Shorter than this? I’d be the talk of the campus!”

You grin. “Probably,” you agree. “But it would be awesome.”

Polly chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you meet up with Anthony and his new girlfriend, Jill. The four of you sit and chat for the entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly laughs. “I’m sure you do,” she says, “but you’ll have to wait a little for that.” Then she giggles and adds, “Maybe I can give you a little taste, though.” She lifts up the front of her dress to expose her white panties, smiling as your eyes widen in excitement. Then she laughs and drops her dress.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you meet up with Anthony and his new girlfriend, Jill. The four of you sit and chat for the entire lunch hour. As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly squeals and turns around. “Naughty,” she says, swatting your arm.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say with a grin.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties, which you only get a glimpse of before she squeals and turns around, tugging her dress down. “Naughty man!” she says, turning very pink as she glances around to make sure nobody else is looking.

You grin at her. “Nice panties,” you say.

She rolls her eyes and pokes you in the ribs.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly sighs. “I would love to go out again tonight,” she says, “but it’s a little soon after our last date. I don’t want to presume too much upon Anthony’s good nature.”

“I understand,” you say, disappointed.

“However,” she adds thoughtfully, “I had an interesting conversation last night that might be worth a follow-up. Stay tuned, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, intrigued to know what she means.

After the lab, Polly heads into the toilet and makes a phone call, while you head to your final lecture of the day. Polly comes in a few minutes late, and sits with you at the back of the room.

“What’s up?” you whisper to her.

“I’ll tell you after the lecture, okay?” she says.

Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Polly, I really want to kiss you.”

Polly sighs happily as she feels your arm around her waist, and she rests her head on your shoulder. “This is nice,” she murmurs.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly hesitates, then she whispers, “Okay, just a quick one.”

You wait until the professor’s back is turned, then the two of you turn towards each other and press your lips together. You open your mouth and start to push your tongue out, but Polly pulls away nervously. Then she giggles quietly, her cheeks very pink.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

Polly sighs happily as she feels your arm around her waist, and she rests her head on your shoulder. “This is nice,” she murmurs.

Continue.

Polly hesitates, then she whispers, “Okay, just a quick one.”

You wait until the professor’s back is turned, then the two of you turn towards each other and press your lips together. You open your mouth and start to push your tongue out, but Polly pulls away nervously. Then she giggles quietly, her cheeks very pink.

Continue.

After the lecture, Polly turns to you and says, “I have some good news.”

“Oh?” you say.

“Our next door neighbour, Rosemary, has agreed to come over to our house and look after Dad during the evenings – basically until I get home. She’s always been fond of me and apparently thinks I should be allowed to have a social life.”

“That’s awesome!” you say. “So ... we can go out on dates whenever we want?”

“Exactly,” says Polly with a smile. “Including this evening, if you like.”

“I like,” you say immediately.

Polly laughs. “So, where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then say...

“Pasta La Vista.”

“The Spur and Cactus.”

“Gousteau’s.”

“Sounds good,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you remark...

That she looks amazing in minidresses.

That you find her fascinating.

That you are falling in love with her.

“Okay, cool,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently being inexpertly ridden by a whooping young man.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you chat with Polly while waiting for your food. The place is crowded, service is slow, and Polly, after three tequilas, is getting a little tipsy. At this point you remark...

That you would love to see her riding the bull.

That you find her fascinating.

That you are falling in love with her.

“Wow,” says Polly. “Isn’t that rather expensive?”

You grin at her. “I feel like celebrating,” you say.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. A waiter shows you to your table, and you order starters and a bottle of wine.

Polly loves the wine and is getting a little tipsy by the time your main courses arrive. At this point you remark...

That you can’t wait to see her do a poo in her panties.

That you find her fascinating.

That you are falling in love with her.

“Why thank you,” says Polly with a smile.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “That’s a sweet thing to say,” she says. “What’s fascinating about me?”

“Everything,” you say simply. “Your personality, your history, your devotion to your dad, your panty-pooping fetish, your delectably curvy figure...”

Polly laughs. “Not everyone would be fascinated by all that,” she says. “I’m glad you are, though.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly is stunned. “Wow,” she says, blushing. “Well, I have to say ... I feel the same way about you.”

“This is good news,” you say, smiling happily.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles and looks over at the bull. “I’m kind of tempted,” she says. “It looks like a lot of fun.”

“Then go for it,” you say.

Polly hesitates for a long moment, then she giggles and shakes her head. “No, I’m sorry, I’m too chicken,” she says. “Maybe next time.”

“Okay,” you say, trying to conceal your disappointment.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “That’s a sweet thing to say,” she says. “What’s fascinating about me?”

“Everything,” you say simply. “Your personality, your history, your devotion to your dad, your panty-pooping fetish, your delectably curvy figure...”

Polly laughs. “Not everyone would be fascinated by all that,” she says. “I’m glad you are, though.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly is stunned. “Wow,” she says, blushing. “Well, I have to say ... I feel the same way about you.”

“This is good news,” you say, smiling happily.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I’m kind of looking forward to doing that for you,” she says, “although at the same time I’m a little anxious about how you’ll react.”

“I promise you, I won’t give you cause to regret it,” you assure her.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “That’s a sweet thing to say,” she says. “What’s fascinating about me?”

“Everything,” you say simply. “Your personality, your history, your devotion to your dad, your panty-pooping fetish, your delectably curvy figure...”

Polly laughs. “Not everyone would be fascinated by all that,” she says. “I’m glad you are, though.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly is stunned. “Wow,” she says, blushing. “Well, I have to say ... I feel the same way about you.”

“This is good news,” you say, smiling happily.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Polly hums and haas about what she is in the mood for. Eventually she asks you to choose, and you decide to watch...

An action thriller.

A romantic comedy.

A horror film.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her if she would like to get out of here.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says shyly.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you hastily rearrange a few items as Polly politely stares at her shoes.

Then you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. After a couple of minutes of this, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Try to take off her dress.

The movie is loud, violent, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is sweet, silly, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is gory, predictable, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly pulls away and tugs her dress down. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Almost,” says Polly. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

Continue.

As you expose her shoulder and pull her bra cup down, Polly squeals and pulls it back up. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Almost,” says Polly. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

Continue.

“Sure,” replies Polly, and the two of you make your way towards the exit. Outside, Polly says, “Still want to see me do a poo in my panties?”

You gasp in surprise. “Yes!” you say in a rather squeaky voice. Then, “Yes!” you add in a much more manly tone.

Polly giggles. “Let’s find a good spot then. A quiet road under a streetlamp might be best.”

You find a place matching this description nearby. Thanks to the lamp, the spot is very brightly illuminated, and as Polly turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties, you say, “Aren’t you afraid of other people seeing?”

Polly giggles. “They won’t be able to see much, and I do want you to have a good view.” Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Holy crap!” you exclaim. “That’s a lot of poo!”

“I told you I poo like an elephant,” says Polly, looking back at you over her shoulder. “So ... what do you think?”

“It’s ... amazing!” you say. “And wonderful. Thank you so much for letting me see this – I feel very privileged.”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says.

You stare at the impressive bulge in her panties for a full minute, and then Polly turns back around and drops her dress. “I should probably go home now,” she says. “Can you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” you reply. “But ... are you going to get on the bus like that?”

“Of course!” says Polly. “I’m hardly going to dump it out on the street, am I? Plus, I love having poo in my panties; I don’t want to just get rid of this lot right away.”

“But ... the smell! Won’t the driver kick you off?” you ask.

“It actually doesn’t smell as much as you’d think,” says Polly. “Side-effect of eating so much fibre, I suppose. And the bus should be fairly empty – I’ll find a quiet spot at the back. I’ll be fine.”

The two of you walk slowly (and carefully, in Polly’s case) to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for an amazing evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says. “I suppose it’s probably time.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Holy crap!” you exclaim. “That’s a lot of poo!”

“I told you I poo like an elephant,” says Polly, looking back at you over her shoulder. “So ... what do you think?”

“It’s ... amazing!” you say. “And wonderful. Thank you so much for letting me see this – I feel very privileged.”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She drops her dress and turns around.

“Oh – well you can empty out your panties in our toilet,” you say. “It’s at the end of the corridor.”

“Who says I want to empty them out?” says Polly impishly.

“Oh!” you say with a grin. “Wow – okay. Well, can I walk you to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” says Polly.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. “Wow,” you say, admiring her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly lets you lift up her dress, and then raises her arms so that you can take it off. Then, with a giggle, she climbs into your bed and pulls the covers up to her chin. She fumbles behind her back, and a moment later, she pulls her bra out from beneath the covers and tosses it on the floor. “Come and get me,” she says shyly.

You hastily strip down to your underwear, then you climb into bed with her. After kissing her passionately for a minute, you move down to her breasts, sucking on each nipple alternately while running your hand up the inside of her thigh and stroking her pussy through her panties.

“Do you ... have condoms?” she asks a little breathlessly.

Your face falls. “Um, no,” you say. “I’ve never needed them.”

“Are you a virgin?” she asks gently.

You nod. “Sorry.”

“Don’t worry – I’m a virgin too,” says Polly. “And don’t worry about the condoms – I’m on the Pill anyway.”

“Oh good,” you say, relieved. “So, we can...”

“Yes,” she says with an affectionate smile. “But before we, um, go ahead with that, I’d like to make a request. Or a suggestion, if you like.”

“Oh?” you inquire.

“I have this fantasy,” says Polly, “about having sex while filling my panties with poo. I think it would be an amazing and unique way to lose my virginity. What do you think?”

You hesitate, then say, “Wow. It’s a very cool idea...

But I think I’d rather keep the two things separate for the moment.”

Let’s do it!”

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. But when you start playing with her nipple, she giggles and pulls your hand out.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Almost,” says Polly. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

Continue.

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. Then she giggles and pulls your hand out. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Almost,” says Polly. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

Continue.

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out of her dress. “Behave,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Almost,” says Polly. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

Continue.

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out from between her legs. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Almost,” says Polly. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

Continue.

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. When you start playing with her nipple, she giggles a little, but does not stop you. Getting bolder, you slip her dress and bra strap off her shoulder, and scoop her breast out into the open, but at this point she pushes your hand away. “Don’t get carried away!” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Almost,” says Polly. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

Continue.

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. She giggles, but does not stop you, so you start stroking her pussy through her panties. After half a minute of this, she stops you. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers, rather breathlessly.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Almost,” says Polly. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

Continue.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away, looking shy.

“Do you still want to see me do a poo in my panties?” she asks.

“Yes!” you say.

Polly nods, smiles, and says, “Okay then.” She glances around nervously, but sees nobody around, so she turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Holy crap!” you exclaim. “That’s a lot of poo!”

“I told you I poo like an elephant,” says Polly, looking back at you over her shoulder. “So ... what do you think?”

“It’s ... amazing!” you say. “And wonderful. Thank you so much for letting me see this – I feel very privileged.”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. Then, hearing a bus approaching, she drops her dress and turns around. “Oops – sorry we don’t have longer for you to enjoy looking at it.”

“You’re going to get on the bus like that?” you ask in surprise.

“Of course!” says Polly. “I’m hardly going to dump it out on the street, am I? Plus, I love having poo in my panties; I don’t want to just get rid of this lot right away.”

“But ... the smell! Won’t the driver kick you off?” you ask.

“It actually doesn’t smell as much as you’d think,” says Polly. “Side-effect of eating so much fibre, I suppose. And the bus should be fairly empty – I’ll find a quiet spot at the back. I’ll be fine.”

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s understandable, and totally okay,” she says.

You resume kissing her, and eagerly pull off her panties. Then you remove your own underwear, and lie down on top of her as she wraps her legs around you. With a little manoeuvring, you work your erect penis into her vagina, which is helpfully moist and slippery.

It does not take long for you to reach your climax. Though you try to delay it a little, the sensation of Polly’s soft, warm flesh gripping your shaft soon has you spurting your semen inside her while waves of pleasure saturate your loins.

“Ohhh ... ohhh ... wow...” you gasp. “This is amazing.” Then, feeling a little guilty, you add, “Sorry I was so quick.”

Polly squeezes you with her arms and thighs. “No need to apologise,” she says. “It was lovely. And remember, this is just our first time – we’ll have plenty of opportunities to get better.”

You lie in each other’s arms for a few minutes, and then Polly says, “Want to see me do a poo in my panties now?”

“Oh!” you say. “Absolutely!”

Polly grins, climbs out of bed, and pulls on her panties. Turning away from you, she squats with her feet spread apart. She strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Holy crap!” you exclaim. “That’s a lot of poo!”

“I told you I poo like an elephant,” says Polly, looking back at you over her shoulder. “So ... what do you think?”

“It’s ... amazing!” you say. “And wonderful. Thank you so much for letting me see this – I feel very privileged.”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on.

“Oh – well you can empty out your panties in our toilet,” you say. “It’s at the end of the corridor.”

“Who says I want to empty them out?” says Polly impishly, as she puts on her dress.

“Oh!” you say with a grin. “Wow – okay. Well, can I walk you to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” says Polly. She steps into her shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. “Wow,” you say, admiring her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you run back to Juniper Hall and seek out your friends Colin and Adolf in great excitement. To your dismay, they do not believe your story, and in annoyance you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly giggles. “Okay then!” she says.

You resume kissing her, and eagerly remove your underwear. Then you lie down on top of her as she wraps her legs around you, and reach down to pull the gusset of her panties to one side. With a little manoeuvring, you work your erect penis into her vagina, which is helpfully moist and slippery.

As you start thrusting, Polly says, “Oh that feels good... I’m going to start my poo, okay?”

“Okay!” you say.

“Oh ... I suppose it might make a mess of your sheets...” says Polly.

“Fuck the sheets,” you gasp. “Go for it.”

Polly strains, and then murmurs, “Oooh, it’s coming out!”

You reach down with your hand and feel the back of Polly’s panties. They are ballooning outwards, and you can feel the warmth and squishiness of her poo through the flimsy material.

It does not take long for you to reach your climax. Though you try to delay it a little, the sensation of Polly’s soft, warm flesh gripping your shaft soon has you spurting your semen inside her while waves of pleasure saturate your loins.

“Ohhh ... ohhh ... wow...” you gasp. “This is amazing.” Then, feeling a little guilty, you add, “Sorry I was so quick.”

Polly squeezes you with her arms and thighs. “No need to apologise,” she says. “It was lovely. And remember, this is just our first time – we’ll have plenty of opportunities to get better.”

You lie in each other’s arms for a few minutes, and then Polly says, “Want to see the results?”

“Oh!” you say. “Absolutely!”

Polly grins, and carefully climbs out of bed. You stare in awe at her panties, which are bulging hugely from a melon-sized quantity of poo inside.

“Holy crap!” you exclaim. “That’s a lot of poo!”

“I told you I poo like an elephant,” says Polly, looking back at you over her shoulder. “So ... what do you think?”

“It’s ... amazing!” you say. “And wonderful. Thank you so much for letting me see this – I feel very privileged.”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on.

“Oh – well you can empty out your panties in our toilet,” you say. “It’s at the end of the corridor.”

“Who says I want to empty them out?” says Polly impishly, as she puts on her dress.

“Oh!” you say with a grin. “Wow – okay. Well, can I walk you to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” says Polly. She steps into her shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. “Wow,” you say, admiring her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you run back to Juniper Hall and seek out your friends Colin and Adolf in great excitement. To your dismay, they do not believe your story, and in annoyance you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says shyly.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you hastily rearrange a few items as Polly politely stares at her shoes.

Then you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. After a couple of minutes of this, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Try to take off her dress.

Polly stops you. “I know where you think this is going,” she says, “but I’m not quite ready for sex.”

“Oh,” you say, disappointed. “Why not?”

“It just doesn’t feel like the right time,” says Polly. “I’m sorry.”

“No need to apologise,” you say bravely. “If it’s not the right time, it’s not the right time. I’m just happy that you’re my girlfriend and you’re able to spend the evening with me.”

Polly smiles happily. “Well perhaps I can do something else for you. Would you still like to see me do a poo in my panties?”

“Of course!” you say excitedly.

Polly grins. “Okay then – feast your eyes on this.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Holy crap!” you exclaim. “That’s a lot of poo!”

“I told you I poo like an elephant,” says Polly, looking back at you over her shoulder. “So ... what do you think?”

“It’s ... amazing!” you say. “And wonderful. Thank you so much for letting me see this – I feel very privileged.”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She drops her dress and turns around.

“Oh – well you can empty out your panties in our toilet,” you say. “It’s at the end of the corridor.”

“Who says I want to empty them out?” says Polly impishly.

“Oh!” you say with a grin. “Wow – okay. Well, can I walk you to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” says Polly.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. “Wow,” you say, admiring her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are pleased to see that she is wearing a tight, stretchy miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, along with a fairly conservative top. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily. “Nice outfit.”

“Thank you,” she replies with a grin.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

As she feels your hand on her breast, Charlotte hesitates, then gently pushes your hand away. “Not now, Sweetie,” she whispers reprovingly.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte does not immediately react as you place your hand on her thigh, but as you begin to caress her smooth skin, she gently pushes it away. “Not now,” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. She smirks slightly at the joke, then she leans over and whispers, “Pay attention, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte smiles. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte lets you hold her hand for a few moments, then she withdraws it when you need to start taking notes again.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’d like that too,” she murmurs. “Patience, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte rolls her eyes as you pass her your piece of paper, but she joins in anyway, and the two of you play a couple of games that last until the end of the lecture.

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte stares at you. “Patience, Sweetie,” she whispers. “We’ll get some alone time at lunch.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. She turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and...

Grab her buttocks with both hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Compliment her gorgeous bottom.

Charlotte smiles. “Sure,” she replies. “Daddy said another date is fine, as long as I’m back home by nine again.”

“Cool!” you say happily. “That curfew is a pain, though.”

Charlotte nods.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte laughs. “This one isn’t short enough for you?” she says.

“It’s awesome,” you concede, “but a little shorter wouldn’t hurt...”

“I’ll think about it,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you soon have her...

Top bunched up around her armpits and her bra exposed.

Skirt bunched up around her waist and her white panties exposed.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. Despite the fact that people are regularly walking by, Charlotte responds passionately when you kiss her, and even allows you to lay her down on the grass. Then, while kissing her deeply, you...

Run your hand up inside her top.

Slide your hand up her miniskirt.

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte looks a little torn. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place. Outside, after the lecture, okay?”

“Okay!” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you take Charlotte by the hand and hurry outside with her. When you stop, just around the corner of the building, you kiss her deeply, and hold her close in your arms. After a minute, she pats your back. “All right Sweetie, time to go our separate ways.”

You release her, and nod ruefully. Then you bid her goodbye, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte straightens up quickly and turns around. “You couldn’t just enjoy the view?” she inquires disapprovingly.

“The view was irresistible,” you say with a grin.

Charlotte rolls her eyes and gets back to work.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

You manage to get your hand almost all the way up between Charlotte’s thighs before she gasps and whirls around, pushing your hand away. “You naughty man!” she says sternly. “Get back to work.”

“Sorry,” you say, with an unapologetic grin.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

“Why thank you,” says Charlotte with a smile as she turns back around. “I’m glad it meets with your approval.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you head outside with Charlotte, who says, “So, where are we going?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte looks a little torn. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place. Outside, after the lecture, okay?”

“Okay!” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you take Charlotte by the hand and hurry outside with her. When you stop, just around the corner of the building, you kiss her deeply, and hold her close in your arms. After a minute, she pats your back. “All right Sweetie, so where are we going to eat?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte glances around nervously as you start to massage her breasts through her exposed bra. Then she says, “All right, Gropey, that’s enough of that.” She pulls her top down, and for the rest of the lunch hour you have to content yourself with fondling her breasts through her top.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Naughty man,” Charlotte mutters, looking around nervously as she tugs her skirt back down. “Perhaps we should just sit down and read?”

You silence her with another kiss, and behave relatively well for the rest of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte does not stop you, and you spend a couple of minutes caressing her left breast through her bra. Then, when you try to slip your hand beneath the underwire of her bra, she clamps her hand down on yours. “Let’s not get too carried away right now, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, reluctantly withdrawing your hand.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte gasps as she feels your hand sliding all the way up her thigh to her panties. “Not here!” she says, pushing your arm away. She looks up at you a little ruefully. “Not that I don’t want you to, but this is rather too public a place.”

You look around at the passing students eyeing you curiously. “I suppose so,” you agree reluctantly.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Good choice,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you ask her about...

Her family.

Her beliefs.

“Ah, okay,” says Charlotte, without enthusiasm.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently being inexpertly ridden by a shrieking young woman.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you...

Tell Charlotte about your childhood.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

Charlotte tells you all about her various family members – all very religious, seemingly, except for the black sheep of the family, Aunt Emma, who is rumoured to be a lesbian and, even worse, an agnostic.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Well I have to admit,” says Charlotte, “that some of my beliefs have been challenged somewhat since I started at university. Have been brought up to think that gay people are all decadent and immoral, that atheists are evil, that single men are lust-filled animals, incapable of controlling themselves ... and, well, that simply hasn’t been my experience. And I’ve always had a problem with the notion, common in my family, that the Earth is six thousand years old. I’ve studied the rocks; it simply isn’t true.”

“Interesting,” you say. “I look forward to seeing your beliefs continue to evolve.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

You dredge up a few entertaining anecdotes from your childhood, and Charlotte listens with gratifying interest. “It’s nice to hear you talk about yourself,” she says at one point. “You don’t often do it, and I feel like I’m finally getting a bit of an insight into what makes you tick.”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “I think not. Can you imagine what would happen to this skirt if I got on that thing? No, don’t answer that; of course you can.”

You laugh. “It is rather an exciting thought.”

“I’m sure,” says Charlotte, regarding the mechanical bull contemplatively. “Perhaps another time I might be willing to give it a go.”

“I shall look forward to it,” you say.

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte shakes her head. “We don’t have time,” she says. “If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Speaking of which,” continues Charlotte, “I’d better go and change.” She gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte shakes her head. “Not my kind of place,” she says, “and in any case, we don’t have time. If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Speaking of which,” continues Charlotte, “I’d better go and change.” She gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte sighs. “I’d really like to,” she says, “but we just don’t have time. If you want me to continue to be allowed out on dates, I need to strictly observe my father’s curfew.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Speaking of which,” continues Charlotte, “I’d better go and change.” She gets up, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her buttocks, but when you begin to pull the back of her dress up, she gently deflects your hands. “Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my bottom exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte sighs. “Bother this curfew,” she says in annoyance. “I’d really like to go back to your room for some decent private time.”

“I would like that too,” you admit.

“I’ll have another talk with Daddy,” says Charlotte. “I’m feeling very motivated to get the rules changed in my favour.”

Her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her breast through her dress, and even lets you reach into her bra via her neckline. She shivers as you cup her breast with your hand.

A minute or so later, you tug the straps of her bra and dress off her left shoulder, and pull her dress and left bra cup downwards to expose her breast. At this point she stops you, and pulls her straps back up.

“Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my breast exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte sighs. “Bother this curfew,” she says in annoyance. “I’d really like to go back to your room for some decent private time.”

“I would like that too,” you admit.

“I’ll have another talk with Daddy,” says Charlotte. “I’m feeling very motivated to get the rules changed in my favour.”

Her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Please do!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing a very short sundress that stops well short of mid-thigh, as well as exposing a considerable amount of cleavage. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly giggles nervously as she feels your hand on her breast, but she lets you massage it for a few moments before she pushes your hand away. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly seems happy to let you caress the bare skin of her thigh, making no objection even when your hand dips beneath the hem of her dress. As your fingers start to brush against the crotch of her panties, however, she pushes your hand away and whispers, “Save something for later, okay?”

With the boundary thus set, you spend much of the rest of the lecture stroking Polly’s thigh, often going under her dress but always stopping short of her panties. She does not seem to mind this at all.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly’s eyes widen. “In the middle of a lecture?” she whispers back. “Are you crazy?”

“It’s entirely possible,” you concede.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. “Behave yourself!” she whispers, but you can see she is smiling.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes crimson, and whispers, “I think the professor might object.”

You snort with laughter and grin at her. She smiles back rather shyly, and you wonder what she is thinking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly shivers, and whispers, “Not during a lecture! Later, okay?”

After the lecture, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You inquire after Anthony, and Polly says that he and Jill are having lunch together at her flat.

Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly hesitates for a moment, then nods. When the professor next turns his back, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and the two of you make your way up to the top floor maintenance room, which fortunately you find empty.

You spend a few minutes kissing and cuddling with Polly. She even lets you put your hand up her dress and feel her pussy through her panties, but she stops you when you try to pull her panties aside. Then, just after a long, passionate kiss, you say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do another poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up until her panties are exposed.

Polly smiles. “Sure,” she says, “I’d love that!”

“Awesome!” you say happily.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

Polly looks around nervously. “In the middle of lab?” she says. “Are you crazy?”

“You could sneak out to the toilets as soon as you’ve done it,” you reply. “I doubt anyone would notice.”

Polly thinks for a moment, then she shakes her head. “I’m not quite brave enough for that,” she says. “Sorry.”

“Okay, no problem,” you say, smiling at her.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly giggles. “Well we seem to be alone, so ... okay.”

“Awesome!” you say with a grin.

Polly turns around, hikes up her dress until the lower half of her panties is exposed, bends her knees slightly, and strains. A small lump forms in the white cotton/Lycra material; it pushes downwards, tenting her panties, and then it pauses as her poo folds up. A new bulge forms above and to the left of the lump, and it grows larger, merging with the lump to form a single, somewhat misshapen bulge. As Polly pushes out more and more poo, the bulge gradually grows until it is as large as a grapefruit. At this point, Polly stops.

“There’s more to come,” she says cheerfully, “but I want to save some for later.”

You laugh happily. “I love that you’re happy to do this!” you exclaim. “You are so awesome, Polly!”

Polly giggles. “Well, I’d better go and clean up,” she says.

Still admiring her bulging panties, you reply,

“Okay.”

“Wait ... would you mind going to lunch with me like that?”

Polly laughs, a little anxiously. “Shorter than this? I’d be the talk of the campus!”

You grin. “Probably,” you agree. “But it would be awesome.”

Polly chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You inquire after Anthony, and Polly says that he and Jill are having lunch together at her flat.

Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly laughs. “I’m sure you do,” she says, “but you’ll have to wait a little for that.” Then she giggles and adds, “Maybe I can give you a little taste, though.” She lifts up the front of her dress to expose her white panties, smiling as your eyes widen in excitement. Then she lifts it up even higher, revealing her bra. Then, on an impulse, she lifts it up over her head and takes it off entirely, so that she is wearing only her bra, panties and shoes.

“Wow!” you exclaim in delight.

Polly giggles, then quickly puts her dress back on. “You’re welcome,” she says.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You inquire after Anthony, and Polly says that he and Jill are having lunch together at her flat.

Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly gasps. “Naughty,” she murmurs.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say, grinning as you sensuously massage her bottom. “You do have such a lovely arse.”

Then, encouraged by Polly’s lack of objection, you...

Gently tug her dress upwards until her panties are exposed.

Bend down and slide your hand up her dress to feel her panties.

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties, which you only get a glimpse of before she squeals and turns around, tugging her dress down. “Naughty man!” she says, turning very pink as she glances around to make sure nobody else is looking.

You grin at her. “Nice panties,” you say.

She rolls her eyes and pokes you in the ribs.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and walk to the bar, where you buy her a drink. While she sips at it, you...

Say, “Polly, would you do another poo in your panties for me please?”

Challenge her to a game of pool.

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass beneath the spreading boughs of an oak tree.

Polly lies down on her back and smiles up at you. Lying on your side next to her, propped up on one elbow, you bend your head down and start kissing her softly. Then you...

Ask her to do another poo in her panties.

Slide your hand up her thigh to her panties.

Polly giggles nervously. “Here? Now?” she says.

You nod.

“Way too public!” she says. “I don’t want to make a spectacle of myself.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly agrees, and the two of you begin playing pool. Polly’s dress is so short that, whenever she bends over the table to take a shot, her hem rises up until it barely covers her bottom – a fact which is not lost on several interested male spectators, who start cheering her on.

Polly is not a very good player, and you win three games in a row. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly lifts her head up and looks around nervously. “Too many people passing too close by,” she says. “Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

You run your hand up Polly’s thigh, and your wrist drags the hem her dress upward until it reaches the level of her panties. Then, as you begin to stroke her pussy through the white material, Polly nervously pushes your hand away. “People are passing by,” she says. “Don’t expose me too much please.”

“Okay,” you say, and you resume kissing her.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly gasps as she feels your hand come into contact with her panties. “Okay, that’s enough,” she says, turning around and smiling at you. “Later, okay?”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

She goes to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You inquire after Anthony, and Polly says that he and Jill are having lunch together at her flat.

Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly giggles. “Don’t be silly,” she says. “The smell would put everyone off their lunch. And however would I sit down?”

“Fair points,” you concede.

“I’ll be right back,” she says.

She goes to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You inquire after Anthony, and Polly says that he and Jill are having lunch together at her flat.

Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly lets you caress her thigh, even all the way up to her panties, but as you start to rub her pussy through the flimsy material, she gently pushes your hand away. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her thigh.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

Polly lets you caress her thigh, even all the way up to her panties, but as you start to rub her pussy through the flimsy material, she gently pushes your hand away. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her thigh.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

After the lecture, you and Polly head outside, where Polly asks, “So, where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then say...

“Pasta La Vista.”

“The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sounds good,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you remark...

That she looks amazing in minidresses.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are falling in love with her.

“Okay, cool,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and, while you are waiting, you remark...

That you would love to see her riding the bull.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are falling in love with her.

“Why thank you,” says Polly with a smile.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

Polly shrugs uncomfortably. “Maybe, but I’d rather not just now if you don’t mind.”

“Sure, of course,” you say.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I feel the same way about you,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles and looks over at the bull. “I’m kind of tempted,” she says. “It looks like a lot of fun.”

“Then go for it,” you say.

Polly hesitates for a long moment, then she giggles and shakes her head. “No, I’m sorry, I’m too chicken,” she says. “Maybe next time.”

“Okay,” you say, trying to conceal your disappointment.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

Polly shrugs uncomfortably. “Maybe, but I’d rather not just now if you don’t mind.”

“Sure, of course,” you say.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I feel the same way about you,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Polly hums and haas about what she is in the mood for. Eventually she asks you to choose, and you decide to watch...

An action thriller.

A romantic comedy.

A horror film.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says shyly.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you hastily rearrange a few items as Polly politely stares at her shoes.

Then you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. After a couple of minutes of this, Polly breaks off and takes a step away from you. Grasping the hem of her dress, she pulls it up over her head, and discards it on the floor.

“Wow!” you exclaim, staring at her bra and panties.

Polly giggles, then she kicks off her shoes and climbs into your bed, pulling the covers up to her chin. She fumbles behind her back, and a moment later, she pulls her bra out from beneath the covers and tosses it on the floor. “Come and get me,” she says shyly.

You hastily strip down to your underwear, then you climb into bed with her. After kissing her passionately for a minute, you move down to her breasts, sucking on each nipple alternately while running your hand up the inside of her thigh and stroking her pussy through her panties.

“Do you ... have condoms?” she asks a little breathlessly.

Your face falls. “Um, no,” you say. “I’ve never needed them.”

“Are you a virgin?” she asks gently.

You nod. “Sorry.”

“Don’t worry – I’m a virgin too,” says Polly. “And don’t worry about the condoms – I’m on the Pill anyway.”

“Oh good,” you say, relieved. “So, we can...”

“Yes,” she says with an affectionate smile.

You resume kissing her, and eagerly pull off her panties. Then you remove your own underwear, and lie down on top of her as she wraps her legs around you. With a little manoeuvring, you work your erect penis into her vagina, which is helpfully moist and slippery.

It does not take long for you to reach your climax. Though you try to delay it a little, the sensation of Polly’s soft, warm flesh gripping your shaft soon has you spurting your semen inside her while waves of pleasure saturate your loins.

“Ohhh ... ohhh ... wow...” you gasp. “This is amazing.” Then, feeling a little guilty, you add, “Sorry I was so quick.”

Polly squeezes you with her arms and thighs. “No need to apologise,” she says. “It was lovely. And remember, this is just our first time – we’ll have plenty of opportunities to get better.”

You lie in each other’s arms for a few minutes, and then Polly says, “Want to watch me do a poo in my panties?”

“Oh!” you say. “Um...

Yes please!”

Do you mind if we just cuddle naked for a while?”

The movie is loud, violent, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is sweet, silly, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is gory, predictable, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly pulls away and tugs her dress down. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

As you expose her shoulder and pull her bra cup down, Polly squeals and pulls it back up. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

“Sure,” replies Polly, “but outside, okay?”

The two of you make your way towards the exit. Outside, Polly says, “Let’s find somewhere with better light.”

You chuckle, and say, “I was hoping you might do it inside the club.”

Polly laughs. “We’d have got kicked out!” she says.

“We’ve left anyway,” you point out.

“True,” she admits.

You walk away from the club, head down a quiet side-street, and stop under a streetlamp. Thanks to the lamp, the spot is very brightly illuminated, and as Polly turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, her white bikini-cut panties are highly visible. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say. “That truly is an amazing amount of poo.”

Polly giggles. “Is it a good look for me?” She wiggles her bottom, causing her bulging panties to sway back and forth.

“It’s awesome!” you say.

You stare at the impressive bulge in her panties for a full minute, and then Polly turns back around and drops her dress. “I should probably go home now,” she says. “Can you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” you reply.

The two of you walk slowly (and carefully, in Polly’s case) to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for an amazing evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly grins, climbs out of bed, and pulls on her panties. Turning away from you, she squats with her feet spread apart. She strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say, shaking your head in disbelief. “That’s just amazing. Thank you!”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

“Walk me to the bus stop?” she says.

“Of course!” you reply, putting on your own clothes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. You sigh as you admire her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you run back to Juniper Hall and seek out your friends Colin and Adolf in great excitement. To your dismay, they do not believe your story, and in annoyance you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Not at all!” says Polly with a smile. “That sounds nice.”

You cuddle and talk for over an hour, after which you are horny again. “Can we ... do it again?” you ask Polly hopefully.

“Sure,” she says warmly, and she spreads her legs as you climb on top of her. This time you last for over five minutes, and Polly agrees afterwards that you performed “much better”.

“But now I’d better go,” she says. “I wish I could stay the night...”

“Me too,” you agree.

You both get dressed, and then you walk Polly to the bus stop. The bus arrives soon afterwards, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you run back to Juniper Hall and seek out your friends Colin and Adolf in great excitement. To your dismay, they do not believe your story, and in annoyance you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. But when you start playing with her nipple, she giggles and pulls your hand out.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. Then she giggles and pulls your hand out. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out of her dress. “Behave,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out from between her legs. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. When you start playing with her nipple, she giggles a little, but does not stop you. Getting bolder, you slip her dress and bra strap off her shoulder, and scoop her breast out into the open, but at this point she pushes your hand away. “Don’t get carried away!” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. She giggles, but does not stop you, so you start stroking her pussy through her panties. After half a minute of this, she stops you. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers, rather breathlessly.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She glances around nervously, but sees nobody around, so she turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say. “That’s simply amazing. Thank you!”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. Then, hearing a bus approaching, she drops her dress and turns around. “Oops – sorry we don’t have longer for you to enjoy looking at it.”

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are pleased to see that she is wearing a tight, stretchy miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, along with a fairly conservative top. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily. “Nice outfit.”

“Thank you,” she replies with a grin.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

As she feels your hand on her breast, Charlotte hesitates, then gently pushes your hand away. “Not now, Sweetie,” she whispers reprovingly.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte does not immediately react as you place your hand on her thigh, and you begin to gently caress her smooth skin. A couple of minutes later, as you start to slide your hand up her skirt, she gently pushes it away. “Not now,” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. She smirks slightly at the joke, then she leans over and whispers, “Pay attention, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte smiles. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to kiss her.

Charlotte lets you hold her hand for a few moments, then she withdraws it when you need to start taking notes again.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’d like that too,” she murmurs. “Patience, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte rolls her eyes as you pass her your piece of paper, but she joins in anyway, and the two of you play a couple of games that last until the end of the lecture.

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte smiles at you. “Patience, Sweetie,” she whispers. “We’ll get some alone time at lunch.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. She turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and...

Grab her buttocks with both hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Compliment her gorgeous bottom.

Charlotte grins. “Absolutely,” she replies. “Last night I flat out told my dad I wasn’t a child any more, and didn’t need a curfew. I said if he didn’t like it, I would move out and get a job as a waitress in order to pay my rent.”

“Oh my god!” you say. “And how did he respond?”

“The idea of my waitressing scared the heck out of him,” says Charlotte. “We ended up compromising on a new curfew time: midnight. Any day I like. And no questions asked.”

“Awesome!” you say happily. “Well done!”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte laughs. “This one isn’t short enough for you?” she says.

“It’s awesome,” you concede, “but a little shorter wouldn’t hurt...”

“I’ll think about it,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you soon have her...

Top bunched up around her armpits and her bra exposed.

Skirt bunched up around her waist and her white panties exposed.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. Despite the fact that people are regularly walking by, Charlotte responds passionately when you kiss her, and even allows you to lay her down on the grass. Then, while kissing her deeply, you...

Run your hand up inside her top.

Slide your hand up her miniskirt.

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte looks a little torn. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place. Outside, after the lecture, okay?”

“Okay!” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you take Charlotte by the hand and hurry outside with her. When you stop, just around the corner of the building, you kiss her deeply, and hold her close in your arms. After a minute, she pats your back. “All right Sweetie, time to go our separate ways.”

You release her, and nod ruefully. Then you bid her goodbye, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte straightens up quickly and turns around. “You couldn’t just enjoy the view?” she inquires disapprovingly.

“The view was irresistible,” you say with a grin.

Charlotte rolls her eyes and gets back to work.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

You manage to get your hand almost all the way up between Charlotte’s thighs before she gasps and whirls around, pushing your hand away. “You naughty man!” she says sternly. “Get back to work.”

“Sorry,” you say, with an unapologetic grin.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

“Why thank you,” says Charlotte with a smile as she turns back around. “I’m glad it meets with your approval.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to kiss you.”

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you head outside with Charlotte, who says, “So, where are we going?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte looks a little torn. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place. Outside, after the lecture, okay?”

“Okay!” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you take Charlotte by the hand and hurry outside with her. When you stop, just around the corner of the building, you kiss her deeply, and hold her close in your arms. After a minute, she pats your back. “All right Sweetie, so where are we going to eat?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte glances around nervously as you start to massage her breasts through her exposed bra. “I do hope someone doesn’t come along,” she mutters, but you silence her with a kiss to which she eagerly responds.

You reach around behind Charlotte as you kiss her, and manage to unclasp her bra. This allows you to lift the cups of the bra away from her breasts, which you start to kiss before she stops you.

“That’s enough of that, you crazy fool,” she whispers, reaching back to fasten her bra. “You’re going to get us both in trouble!”

She pulls her top down, and for the rest of the lunch hour you have to content yourself with fondling her breasts through her top.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Naughty man,” Charlotte mutters, looking around nervously as you begin to caress her pussy through her panties.

“Want me to stop?” you ask, gently pressing a finger into the groove between her labia.

“No,” she admits. “Yes,” she adds, and she quickly tugs her skirt back down. “Perhaps we should just sit down and read?”

You silence her with another kiss, and behave relatively well for the rest of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte does not stop you, and you spend a couple of minutes caressing her left breast through her bra. Then, when you try to slip your hand beneath the underwire of her bra, she clamps her hand down on yours. “Let’s not get too carried away right now, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, reluctantly withdrawing your hand.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte gasps as she feels your hand sliding all the way up her thigh to her panties. “Not here!” she says, pushing your arm away. She looks up at you a little ruefully. “Not that I don’t want you to, but this is rather too public a place.”

You look around at the passing students eyeing you curiously. “I suppose so,” you agree reluctantly.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Good choice,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you ask her about...

Her favourite books and films.

Her hobbies.

“Ah, okay,” says Charlotte, without enthusiasm.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you...

Ask Charlotte about her likes and dislikes.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

Charlotte is a big Jane Austen fan, and she spends some time enthusing about her favourite Austen novels, as well as film and television adaptations.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“It’s always been geology, really,” says Charlotte. “Well, and My Little Pony, when I was much younger. But I don’t think that counts, do you?”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte likes church, Irish dancing, Gilbert and Sullivan comic operas, Jane Austen novels, and playing Monopoly. She dislikes rude people, ignorant people, stupid people, loud people, foreign people ... most people, in fact.

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “I dread to think what would happen to this skirt if I got on that thing. I’m sure you would be highly entertained, though.”

You laugh. “It is rather an exciting thought.”

“I suppose it might be fun,” says Charlotte, regarding the mechanical bull contemplatively. “Perhaps another time.”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte nods. “Okay,” she says.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Charlotte peruses the options with little apparent interest. You have your own ideas, however, and buy tickets for...

A period drama.

A crime thriller.

A lowbrow comedy.

“Oh, my goodness,” says Charlotte. “That sounds like a lot of fun ... if only I were dressed for it!”

“You can do as many or as few of the obstacles as you like,” you say. “Whatever you feel your clothing permits. I know at least a few of them will allow you to remain decent in a skirt.”

“All right then,” says Charlotte, “let’s do it!”

The obstacle gym is just a short bus ride away. Inside, you buy tickets for two hours, stow your bags in lockers by the front desk, then you both head into the obstacle course.

A young man in a bandana explains your options. “You’ll see that each obstacle has a green section and a red section. Feel free to try whatever individual obstacles you like – but stick to the green sections. The red sections are for people running the whole course. If you want do that, we time it, and if you finish it without falling off, we give you a certificate with your time. We film everything, too, and if you want a video of your run, we can cut that together and send it to you for a small additional charge.”

“What do you think we should tackle first?” asks Charlotte, looking around.

You ponder the options, then say...

“The rope swing and cargo net.”

“The balance bridges.”

“The moving tunnel.”

“Let’s run the whole course.”

Charlotte smiles. “Okay,” she says.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Charlotte up to your room, where you hastily rearrange a few items as Charlotte tuts at the untidiness.

“Sorry for the mess,” you apologise.

Charlotte smiles. “Well, are you going to undress me then?”

You do not need to be asked twice, and hastily start pulling her clothes off while kissing her. Soon you have her down to her bra and panties, and as you reach behind her to unclasp her bra, you kiss and suck on her neck, which makes her gasp in pleasure.

You get Charlotte’s bra off, and then pull down her panties. She steps out of them, and gives you a slow twirl as you stand back to admire her naked body.

“What do you think?” she asks, with uncharacteristic coyness.

“You’re ... perfect!” you say, and you mean it. Her body is slim, yet shapely, and her breasts, though relatively small, are exquisite and flawless.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte with a smile, and she climbs into your bed.

Something occurs to you. “Um, I don’t have any condoms!” you say, aghast.

“Fortunately for you,” says Charlotte, “I recently went on the Pill in anticipation of our first sexual encounter.”

“Oh! Whew,” you say, and you hurriedly take off your clothes and climb into bed with Charlotte.

Charlotte seems nervous but excited as you position your penis at the opening of her vagina and begin to push it inwards. She is very wet, but seems very tight, and it takes a bit of poking and prodding before you manage to get fully inside her. She is clearly uncomfortable during this process, wincing and gasping several times.

The new begins thrusting, and it is not long before your considerable arousal gets the better of you. You groan as you pump your semen deep inside her, and then you collapse on top of her.

After a moment, Charlotte says, “Was that it? That’s what all the fuss was about?”

“Sorry,” you say, feeling embarrassed. “It was my first time too.”

“I know,” says Charlotte. “I just thought the first time would be more … I don’t know ... special.”

“It was for me,” you admit. “But look ... I may not have much personal experience, but I’m not entirely unknowledgeable. I’m aware that the first time is usually a bit of a disappointment, but I am reliably informed that it does get better – much better.”

“It was ... sore,” says Charlotte.

“Maybe some lubricant would help with that,” you suggest. “I have some Vaseline – we could try using that.”

“Why do you have Vaseline?” she inquires.

“No reason,” you say guardedly.

Charlotte sighs. “Well, at least I’m not a virgin anymore. Do you realise how very contrary to the principles of my upbringing this is? ‘No sex before marriage’ was drummed into me from an early age.”

“So what made you abandon that principle?” you ask.

“The feeling that I’ve been misled my whole life,” says Charlotte. “Many of the things my hyper-religious parents brought me up to believe have turned out not to be true. So many students around me have premarital sex, and still manage to be nice and happy people. I’m starting to have serious doubts – about everything. Anyway, I’ve been feeling very driven to experience the world the way other, normal people do.”

You lie down next to her, and cuddle her for half an hour or so. Then you say, “Want to try again?”

“Absolutely,” says Charlotte. “And let’s try that Vaseline.”

This time, you last a lot longer, and Charlotte starts to become very aroused, moaning and gasping as you thrust rapidly inside her. She wraps her legs around your back and digs her fingernails into your shoulder-blades, which hurts a bit and effectively delays your climax. Before you reach your orgasm, to your surprise Charlotte reaches hers, and she moans loudly and writhes beneath you, her entire upper body looking very flushed. You groan as you empty a second load of sperm inside her.

“Good grief!” gasps Charlotte. “That was more like it!” Then she kisses you, wildly and passionately.

After some more very pleasant cuddling, Charlotte decides that it is time for her to go home. The two of you get dressed, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, she kisses you again. “Thank you for a wonderful evening,” she says.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Then you practically run back to Juniper Hall and go to see your friends Colin and Adolf, who are somewhat sceptical about your news. Eventually, annoyed at their disbelief, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

The movie is lengthy, talky, and rather dull, but Charlotte seems to enjoy it. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is good, but rather violent, and Charlotte seems uncomfortable with some of the scenes. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is painfully unfunny, with some moments that make you cringe in your seat. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

“Okay,” says Charlotte, a little dubiously. The two of you first have to climb a ladder on to a high platform (Charlotte insists that you go first), and then you pull on a slim rope to bring a larger rope within reach.

Grabbing this larger rope, you jump from the platform and swing into a vertical cargo net, which you then traverse to get to another platform, from which you descend to the floor via another ladder.

Charlotte follows you, and as she traverses the cargo net, you gleefully see that her skirt is riding high and almost exposing her panties. As she reaches the platform, you do in fact get a glimpse of white cotton before she hastily pulls her skirt down.

“Very sexy!” you compliment her, and she chuckles ruefully.

“What now?” she asks.

You look around, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“All right,” says Charlotte, and you make your way over to the ramp leading up to the start of the balance bridges. The first is a series of wobbly platforms shaped like mushroom caps, the second is a pair of tightropes that gradually diverge, and the third is a chain of rolling cylinders. As you climb the ramp, you see people up ahead of you falling off, at various stages, on to the air bags beneath; this is apparently quite a tricky obstacle.

Charlotte heads across first; she makes it halfway across the mushroom caps, then takes a tumble, and with a shriek falls headlong down to the soft landing below. Her legs flail as she rolls on to her back, and you get a nice view of her white panties before she reaches the solid floor and hurriedly fixes her clothing.

You also fail to get across the mushroom caps; rolling off the air bags, you rejoin Charlotte, who says, “Well that was a little embarrassing! Can we try something else?”

You consider the possibilities, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“Righto,” says Charlotte, and the two of you head to the entrance to the tunnel, which is really just a long horizontal tube mounted about two feet above the gym floor. Inside the tube is a conveyor belt, which is continuously trying to move the tube’s occupants towards the entrance.

A television on the wall nearby shows front and rear views of people crawling through the tunnel – clearly there are cameras mounted inside it. “I think I can probably get away with it,” says Charlotte, eyeing the television warily. “If this skirt were any shorter, those cameras would be able to see my bottom.”

She goes through the tunnel first, and unfortunately she is correct; her buttocks and panties remain hidden, though only just. Then it is your turn – it is quite a fun crawl.

“What next?” asks Charlotte.

“Hmm,” you say. “How about we...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

Charlotte chuckles. “I think not,” she says. “This skirt would be up around my hips in no time. Which, I’m sure, would be lots of fun for you, but not so much for me.”

“Bummer,” you say regretfully. “And it looks like such fun, too.”

“I could always wear shorts on our next date,” Charlotte suggests politely.

“Please don’t,” you say, and she laughs.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “But first I should probably change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte puts up with your fondling of her breast for only a moment before she pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte quickly pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you fondle her breast for a minute or so, but then she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood to be groped right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you stroke her thigh for a minute or so, but when you reach her panties, she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as you begin fondling her breast, and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you slide your hand into her bra via her neckline and start caressing her breast directly. For the next ten minutes or so, hardly believing your luck, you squeeze and stroke her soft breast flesh and play gently with her nipple. When you attempt to scoop her breast out into the open, however, she finally stops you.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as she feels your hand on her thigh and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you reach her panties. For the next ten minutes or so you stroke her pussy through her panties, and she even spreads her legs slightly to make it easier for you. Only when you try to get your hand inside her panties does she finally stop you.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte shakes her head. “There are cameras right beneath the monkey bars,” she says. “They’d be looking right up my skirt. I’m not having my panties displayed on these wall monitors, thanks.”

“Oh,” you say. “Well that’s a valid concern, I suppose.”

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” says Charlotte. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “But first I should probably change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte shakes her head. “You’re joking, right?” she says. “In this skirt? I’d have a crowd beneath me, staring up at my panties, in no time.”

“Oh,” you say. “Well that’s a valid concern, I suppose.”

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” says Charlotte. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “But first I should probably change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her buttocks, but when you begin to pull the back of her dress up, she gently deflects your hands. “Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my bottom exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Well next time perhaps we should just go back to your place after dinner,” she says. “Then I wouldn’t be worried about what other people could see if, you know, you were to take my clothes off or something.”

You stare at her in surprise, then grin. “Well that’s certainly worth keeping in mind,” you remark.

Charlotte winks at you. Then her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her breast through her dress, and even lets you reach into her bra via her neckline. She shivers as you cup her breast with your hand.

A minute or so later, you tug the straps of her bra and dress off her left shoulder, and pull her dress and left bra cup downwards to expose her breast. At this point she stops you, and pulls her straps back up.

“Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my breast exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Well next time perhaps we should just go back to your place after dinner,” she says. “Then I wouldn’t be worried about what other people could see if, you know, you were to take my clothes off or something.”

You stare at her in surprise, then grin. “Well that’s certainly worth keeping in mind,” you remark.

Charlotte winks at you. Then her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Please do!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing a very short sundress that stops well short of mid-thigh, as well as exposing a considerable amount of cleavage. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly giggles nervously as she feels your hand on her breast, but she lets you massage it for a few moments before she pushes your hand away. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly seems happy to let you caress the bare skin of her thigh, making no objection even when your hand dips beneath the hem of her dress. As your fingers start to brush against the crotch of her panties, she parts her legs slightly, and her cheeks become a little flushed as you begin stroking her pussy through her panties.

When you reach higher, and slide your hand down inside the front of her panties, however, she finally pushes your hand away and whispers, “You’re getting me too excited – let’s continue this later, okay?”

With the boundary thus set, you spend much of the rest of the lecture stroking Polly’s thigh and panties. She does not seem to mind this at all.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly’s eyes widen. “In the middle of a lecture?” she whispers back. “Are you crazy?”

“Yes, but in a good way,” you reply.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. Then she smiles, and reaches out to give your hand a squeeze.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes crimson, and whispers, “I think the professor might object.”

You snort with laughter and grin at her. She smiles back rather shyly, and you wonder what she is thinking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly shivers, and whispers, “Not during a lecture! Later, okay?”

After the lecture, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You inquire after Anthony, and Polly says that he and Jill are having lunch together at her flat.

Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly hesitates for a moment, then nods. When the professor next turns his back, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and the two of you make your way up to the top floor maintenance room, which fortunately you find empty.

You spend a few minutes kissing and cuddling with Polly. She even lets you put your hand up her dress and feel her pussy through her panties, but she stops you when you try to pull her panties aside. Then, just after a long, passionate kiss, you say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do another poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked again.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up until her panties are exposed.

Polly smiles. “Sure,” she says, “I’d love that!”

“Awesome!” you say happily.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

Polly looks around nervously. “In the middle of lab?” she says. “Are you crazy?”

“You could sneak out to the toilets as soon as you’ve done it,” you reply. “I doubt anyone would notice.”

Polly thinks for a moment, then she shakes her head. “I’m not quite brave enough for that,” she says. “Sorry.”

“Okay, no problem,” you say, smiling at her.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly giggles. “Well we seem to be alone, so ... okay.”

“Awesome!” you say with a grin.

Polly turns around, hikes up her dress until the lower half of her panties is exposed, bends her knees slightly, and strains. A small lump forms in the white cotton/Lycra material; it pushes downwards, tenting her panties, and then it pauses as her poo folds up. A new bulge forms above and to the left of the lump, and it grows larger, merging with the lump to form a single, somewhat misshapen bulge. As Polly pushes out more and more poo, the bulge gradually grows until it is as large as a grapefruit. At this point, Polly stops.

“There’s more to come,” she says cheerfully, “but I want to save some for later.”

You grin happily. “You’re awesome, Polly,” you tell her.

Polly giggles. “Well, I’d better go and clean up,” she says.

Still admiring her bulging panties, you reply,

“Okay.”

“Wait ... would you mind going to lunch with me like that?”

Polly laughs, a little anxiously. “Shorter than this? I’d be the talk of the campus!”

You grin. “Probably,” you agree. “But it would be awesome.”

Polly chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly laughs. “I’m sure you do,” she says, “but I’m a little nervous about someone coming along.” Then she giggles and adds, “Maybe I can give you a little taste, though.” She lifts up the front of her dress to expose her white panties, smiling as your eyes widen in excitement. Then she lifts it up even higher, revealing her bra. Then, on an impulse, she lifts it up over her head and takes it off entirely, so that she is wearing only her bra, panties and shoes.

“Wow!” you exclaim in delight.

Polly giggles. “You like?” she says.

“You’re beautiful,” you tell her. “Go on – the bra too – please?”

Polly hesitates, then nods. “All right,” she says. She reaches behind her back, unclasps her bra, and pulls it off her shoulders. Dropping it on top of her dress, she puts her hands behind her back and smiles shyly at you.

“Wow,” you say, beaming at her.

She giggles, then quickly puts her bra and dress back on. “You’re welcome,” she says.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly gasps. “Naughty,” she murmurs.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say, grinning as you sensuously massage her bottom. “You do have such a lovely arse.”

Then, encouraged by Polly’s lack of objection, you...

Gently tug her dress upwards until her panties are exposed.

Bend down and slide your hand up her dress to feel her panties.

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties, which you only get a glimpse of before she squeals and turns around, tugging her dress down. “Naughty man!” she says, turning very pink as she glances around to make sure nobody else is looking.

You grin at her. “Nice panties,” you say.

She rolls her eyes and pokes you in the ribs.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and walk to the bar, where you buy her a drink. While she sips at it, you...

Say, “Polly, would you do another poo in your panties for me please?”

Challenge her to a game of pool.

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass beneath the spreading boughs of an oak tree.

Polly lies down on her back and smiles up at you. Lying on your side next to her, propped up on one elbow, you bend your head down and start kissing her softly. Then you...

Ask her to do another poo in her panties.

Slide your hand up her thigh to her panties.

Polly giggles nervously. “Here? Now?” she says.

You nod.

“Way too public!” she says. “I don’t want to make a spectacle of myself.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly agrees, and the two of you begin playing pool. Polly’s dress is so short that, whenever she bends over the table to take a shot, her hem rises up until it barely covers her bottom – a fact which is not lost on several interested male spectators, who start cheering her on.

Polly is not a very good player, and you win three games in a row. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly lifts her head up and looks around nervously. “Too many people passing too close by,” she says. “Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

You run your hand up Polly’s thigh, and your wrist drags the hem her dress upward until it reaches the level of her panties. Then, as you begin to stroke her pussy through the white material, Polly nervously pushes your hand away. “People are passing by,” she says. “Don’t expose me too much please.”

“Okay,” you say, and you resume kissing her.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly gasps as she feels your hand come into contact with her panties. “Okay, that’s enough,” she says, turning around and smiling at you. “Later, okay?”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

She goes to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly giggles. “Don’t be silly,” she says. “The smell would put everyone off their lunch. And however would I sit down?”

“Fair points,” you concede.

“I’ll be right back,” she says.

She goes to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her thigh, and even lets you stroke her pussy through the flimsy material of her panties, but when you try to work your hand inside her panties, she gently pushes it away. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her thigh.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her thigh, and even lets you stroke her pussy through the flimsy material of her panties, but when you try to work your hand inside her panties, she gently pushes it away. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her thigh.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

After the lecture, you and Polly head outside, where Polly asks, “So, where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then say...

“Pasta La Vista.”

“The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sounds good,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you remark...

That she looks amazing in minidresses.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

“Okay, cool,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and, while you are waiting, you remark...

That you would love to see her riding the bull.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

“Why thank you,” says Polly with a smile.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

Polly shrugs uncomfortably. “Maybe, but I’d rather not just now if you don’t mind.”

“Sure, of course,” you say.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles and looks over at the bull. “I’m kind of tempted,” she says. “It looks like a lot of fun.”

“Then go for it,” you say.

Polly hesitates for a long moment, then she giggles and shakes her head. “No, I’m sorry, I’m too chicken,” she says. “Maybe next time.”

“Okay,” you say, trying to conceal your disappointment.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

Polly shrugs uncomfortably. “Maybe, but I’d rather not just now if you don’t mind.”

“Sure, of course,” you say.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Polly hums and haas about what she is in the mood for. Eventually she asks you to choose, and you decide to watch...

An action thriller.

A romantic comedy.

A horror film.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says shyly.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. Then you strip off each other’s clothes until Polly is down to her panties and you are naked.

You climb into bed with her, where you kiss and play with her breasts for a few moments. Then Polly says, “Want me to do a poo in my panties while we’re having sex?”

You suck on her right nipple for a few more seconds, then you say...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

The movie is loud, violent, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is sweet, silly, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is gory, predictable, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly giggles nervously. “Stop that!” she says in your ear. “People will be able to see my panties!”

“I know,” you reply. “There’s a couple of chaps staring at your bottom right now – I think they envy me. As well they should!”

Polly giggles again. “This is so naughty!” she says. “I can’t believe I’m letting you show me off like this!”

You caress and squeeze her buttocks through her panties for another minute or so. Then you let her dress fall to cover her bottom again.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “You were amazing in there, Polly. So sexy!”

Polly smiles happily. “It was fun!” she says. “The thought that people were staring at my panties was actually more exciting, and less scary, than I would have thought.”

You grin. “Does that mean you’ll be open to flashing your panties at other people in the future?”

“Maybe,” says Polly, giggling. “Depends how I feel at the time, I suppose. Anyway, I should get home. Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

As you expose her shoulder and pull her bra cup down, Polly squeals and pulls it back up. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

“Sure,” replies Polly, “but outside, okay?”

The two of you make your way towards the exit. Outside, Polly says, “Let’s find somewhere with better light.”

You chuckle, and say, “I was hoping you might do it inside the club.”

Polly laughs. “We’d have got kicked out!” she says.

“We’ve left anyway,” you point out.

“True,” she admits.

You walk away from the club, head down a quiet side-street, and stop under a streetlamp. Thanks to the lamp, the spot is very brightly illuminated, and as Polly turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, her white bikini-cut panties are highly visible. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say. “That truly is an amazing amount of poo.”

Polly giggles. “Is it a good look for me?” She wiggles her bottom, causing her bulging panties to sway back and forth.

“It’s awesome!” you say.

You stare at the impressive bulge in her panties for a full minute, and then Polly turns back around and drops her dress. “I should probably go home now,” she says. “Can you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” you reply.

The two of you walk slowly (and carefully, in Polly’s case) to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for an amazing evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay,” says Polly happily.

You pull the gusset of her panties to one side, and slowly slide your erection into her vagina. As you begin to thrust, Polly strains, and when you reach down to feel the back of her panties, you find the material billowing outwards as it fills up with Polly’s warm, soft poo.

Polly apparently is so excited by doing a poo while being fucked, that she reaches her orgasm even before you do. After you have pumped your semen deep inside her, you roll off her and lie next to her, panting.

“God that was brilliant,” gasps Polly. Then she turns to you and grins. “Want to see the results?”

“Of course!” you say.

Polly very carefully climbs out of bed. Her panties are bulging with an enormous, melon-sized quantity of poo.

“That’s just amazing,” you say, shaking your head in disbelief.

Polly giggles. “Okay, I’d better go home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. You sigh as you admire her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay, that’s fine,” says Polly with a smile.

You pull her panties off, and slowly slide your erection inside her. You begin easing yourself in and out of her, and soon settle into a rhythm of vigorous thrusting.

It feels so good to be inside Polly that it is not long before you are groaning in orgasmic pleasure as you spurt your semen inside her. Then, panting, you lie down next to her and cuddle with her for a few minutes.

Polly kisses you, then says, “Want to see me do a poo in my panties now?”

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“Do you mind if we just cuddle?”

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. But when you start playing with her nipple, she giggles and pulls your hand out.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. As you begin stroking her pussy through her panties, she giggles and pushes your hand away. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out of her dress. “Behave,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out from between her legs. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. When you start playing with her nipple, she giggles a little, but does not stop you. Getting bolder, you slip her dress and bra strap off her shoulder, scoop her breast out into the open, and you bend down to take her nipple into your mouth. She tolerates this only for a few seconds, however, before she pushes you away and replaces her clothing. “Don’t get carried away!” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. She giggles, but does not stop you, so you start stroking her pussy through her panties. After half a minute of this, you reach higher, then slide your hand down inside her panties, so that you are cupping her bare pussy. As you slide one finger between her labia and start to stroke her clitoris, she stops you. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers breathlessly.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She glances around nervously, but sees nobody around, so she turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say. “That’s simply amazing. Thank you!”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. Then, hearing a bus approaching, she drops her dress and turns around. “Oops – sorry we don’t have longer for you to enjoy looking at it.”

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly grins, climbs out of bed, and pulls on her panties. Turning away from you, she squats with her feet spread apart. She strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say, shaking your head in disbelief. “That’s just amazing. Thank you!”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. You sigh as you admire her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Not at all!” says Polly with a smile. “That sounds nice.”

You cuddle and talk for over an hour, after which you are horny again. Fortunately, so is Polly, and she sighs happily as you plunge your erection back into her vagina.

This time, you last long enough for Polly to reach her own climax. Afterwards, she climbs out of bed. “I’d better go,” she says.

You both get dressed, and then you walk Polly to the bus stop. The bus arrives soon afterwards, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say. “That’s simply amazing. Thank you!”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. Then, hearing a bus approaching, she drops her dress and turns around. “Oops – sorry we don’t have longer for you to enjoy looking at it.”

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are pleased to see that she is wearing a tight, stretchy miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, along with a tank top. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning, lover.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily. “Nice outfit.”

“Thank you,” she replies with a grin.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

As she feels your hand on her breast, Charlotte hesitates, then gently pushes your hand away. “Not now, Sweetie,” she whispers reprovingly.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte does not immediately react as you place your hand on her thigh, and you begin to gently caress her smooth skin. A couple of minutes later, as you start to slide your hand up her skirt, she smiles to herself, and parts her legs slightly. Encouraged by this, you move your hand up to her panties, and begin to run her pussy through the flimsy material. When you try to work your hand inside her panties, however, she gently pushes it away. “Not now,” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. She smirks slightly at the joke, then she leans over and whispers, “Pay attention, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte smiles. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte lets you hold her hand for a few moments, then she withdraws it when you need to start taking notes again.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’d like that too,” she murmurs. “Patience, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte rolls her eyes as you pass her your piece of paper, but she joins in anyway, and the two of you play a couple of games that last until the end of the lecture.

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte smiles at you. “Patience, Sweetie,” she whispers. “We’ll get some alone time at lunch.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. She turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and...

Grab her buttocks with both hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Compliment her gorgeous bottom.

Charlotte grins. “Absolutely,” she replies.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte laughs. “This one isn’t short enough for you?” she says.

“It’s awesome,” you concede, “but a little shorter wouldn’t hurt...”

“I’ll think about it,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you soon have her...

Top bunched up around her armpits and her bra exposed.

Skirt bunched up around her waist and her white panties exposed.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. Despite the fact that people are regularly walking by, Charlotte responds passionately when you kiss her, and even allows you to lay her down on the grass. Then, while kissing her deeply, you...

Run your hand up inside her top.

Slide your hand up her miniskirt.

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“True,” you agree.

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte straightens up quickly and turns around. “You couldn’t just enjoy the view?” she inquires disapprovingly.

“The view was irresistible,” you say with a grin.

Charlotte rolls her eyes and gets back to work.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

You manage to get your hand almost all the way up between Charlotte’s thighs before she gasps and turns around, pushing your hand away. “Don’t be naughty!” she says disapprovingly..

“Sorry,” you say, with an unapologetic grin.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

“Why thank you,” says Charlotte with a smile as she turns back around. “I’m glad it meets with your approval.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you head outside with Charlotte, who says, “So, where are we going?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

As the lecture finishes, you and Charlotte head outside.

“All right Sweetie,” says Charlotte, “where are we going to eat this evening?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte glances around nervously as you start to massage her breasts through her exposed bra. “I do hope someone doesn’t come along,” she mutters, but you silence her with a kiss to which she eagerly responds.

You reach around behind Charlotte as you kiss her, and manage to unclasp her bra. This allows you to lift the cups of the bra away from her breasts, which you start to kiss before she stops you.

“That’s enough of that, you crazy fool,” she whispers, reaching back to fasten her bra. “You’re going to get us both in trouble!”

She pulls her top down, and for the rest of the lunch hour you have to content yourself with fondling her breasts through her top.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Naughty man,” Charlotte mutters, looking around nervously as you begin to caress her pussy through her panties.

“Want me to stop?” you ask, gently pressing a finger into the groove between her labia.

“No,” she admits. Then, “Oh my goodness,” she adds, as you slide your hand inside the front of her panties. She moans softly with excitement as you reach between her legs and find the opening of her vagina with one finger. But as you slide it in, she pushes you away and quickly tugs her skirt back down. “Perhaps we should just sit down and read?” she suggests, very breathlessly.

You silence her with another kiss, and behave relatively well for the rest of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte does not stop you, and you spend a couple of minutes caressing her left breast through her bra. Then, when you try to slip your hand beneath the underwire of her bra, she clamps her hand down on yours. “Let’s not get too carried away right now, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, reluctantly withdrawing your hand.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte gasps as she feels your hand sliding all the way up her thigh to her panties. “Not here!” she says, pushing your arm away. She looks up at you a little ruefully. “Not that I don’t want you to, but this is rather too public a place.”

You look around at the passing students eyeing you curiously. “I suppose so,” you agree reluctantly.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Good choice,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you chat with her about...

Sport.

Politics.

“Okay,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you...

Tell Charlotte something interesting about yourself.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

Charlotte enjoys watching athletics, and you compare notes about your favourite Olympic events.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte comes from a conservative background, but as you chat with her it is apparent that her views are liberalising somewhat as a result of her university experience.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Really?” says Charlotte, raising an eyebrow in surprise. “How very interesting!”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “I know you can’t wait to see what happens to my skirt when I ride that thing,” she says.

You laugh. “Very true,” you admit.

“All right then,” says Charlotte, getting to her feet. “I’ll give it a go.”

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

She walks over to the bull, and the man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up. Charlotte climbs on to the bull’s back with as much modesty as she can muster, and grips the handle with her right hand. As the bull begins to slowly buck and rotate, she adjusts her position accordingly, and for a few moments, seems to be doing well.

Her skirt is already riding up, though, and as she tries to tug it down, the bull unexpectedly twists, and she topples off. The bull comes to a halt.

“Oh bad luck!” you say.

With a determined expression, however, Charlotte climbs back on to the bull’s back, and the ride continues. This time your girlfriend seems very focused on keeping her torso upright, and even the rising of her hemline to crotch level does not distract her. You gasp in delight as the bull turns its back on you, and you see Charlotte’s white panties appearing beneath her climbing hemline.

The ride gets more and more intense, and Charlotte is soon being thrown down flat on to the bull’s back with each buck. She seems to be hanging on for dear life. Her hemline is now above the waistband of her panties. Several young men are gathering around the bull and whooping in Charlotte’s support.

Then the bucking becomes too much for Charlotte, and she is thrown off. The young men all cheer as she gets to her feet, red-faced and with her panties entirely on display. She hastily tugs her skirt down, and returns to your table.

“That ... was ... brilliant!” you say enthusiastically. “I don’t know how you managed to stay on so long. And your panties! Oh my god – you were incredibly sexy!”

“Was I?” says Charlotte carelessly. Then she laughs. “I’m glad you enjoyed the show. Looks like you weren’t the only one, though!”

You nod. “You earned some fans,” you remark.

Charlotte giggles. “I can’t believe how little I’m bothered about those men seeing my panties. In fact ... I actually found it quite exciting!”

You grin. “There you go,” you say. “We’ll make an exhibitionist of you yet.”

“You might just have done so already,” Charlotte says, and she winks at you.

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte nods. “Okay,” she says.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Charlotte peruses the options with little apparent interest. You have your own ideas, however, and buy tickets for...

A period drama.

A crime thriller.

A lowbrow comedy.

“Oh, my goodness,” says Charlotte. “That sounds like a lot of fun ... if only I were dressed for it!”

“You can do as many or as few of the obstacles as you like,” you say. “Whatever you feel your clothing permits. I know at least a few of them will allow you to remain decent in a skirt.”

“All right then,” says Charlotte, “let’s do it!”

The obstacle gym is just a short bus ride away. Inside, you buy tickets for two hours, stow your bags in lockers by the front desk, then you both head into the obstacle course.

A young man in a bandana explains your options. “You’ll see that each obstacle has a green section and a red section. Feel free to try whatever individual obstacles you like – but stick to the green sections. The red sections are for people running the whole course. If you want do that, we time it, and if you finish it without falling off, we give you a certificate with your time. We film everything, too, and if you want a video of your run, we can cut that together and send it to you for a small additional charge.”

“What do you think we should tackle first?” asks Charlotte, looking around.

You ponder the options, then say...

“The rope swing and cargo net.”

“The balance bridges.”

“The moving tunnel.”

“Let’s run the whole course.”

Charlotte smiles. “Okay,” she says.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Charlotte up to your room. There, the two of you start kissing and cuddling passionately, and soon find yourselves in bed together, naked.

As you sink your Vaseline-lubed erection into Charlotte’s vagina, she sighs happily and wraps her legs around your back. “Do it to me,” she whispers in your ear. “Do it hard!”

You are more than happy to oblige, and with the benefit of a little experience behind you, you manage to delay your orgasm until Charlotte is ready to climax with you. The result is spectacular, and the kiss Charlotte gives you afterwards speaks volumes about how she feels you performed.

You manage to repeat the performance about an hour later. Then Charlotte reluctantly says she has to leave, and you walk her to the bus stop.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

The movie is lengthy, talky, and rather dull, but Charlotte seems to enjoy it. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is good, but rather violent, and Charlotte seems uncomfortable with some of the scenes. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is painfully unfunny, with some moments that make you cringe in your seat. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

“Okay,” says Charlotte, a little dubiously. The two of you first have to climb a ladder on to a high platform (Charlotte insists that you go first), and then you pull on a slim rope to bring a larger rope within reach.

Grabbing this larger rope, you jump from the platform and swing into a vertical cargo net, which you then traverse to get to another platform, from which you descend to the floor via another ladder.

Charlotte follows you, and as she traverses the cargo net, you gleefully see that her skirt is riding high and almost exposing her panties. As she reaches the platform, you do in fact get a glimpse of white cotton before she hastily pulls her skirt down.

“Very sexy!” you compliment her, and she chuckles ruefully.

“What now?” she asks.

You look around, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“All right,” says Charlotte, and you make your way over to the ramp leading up to the start of the balance bridges. The first is a series of wobbly platforms shaped like mushroom caps, the second is a pair of tightropes that gradually diverge, and the third is a chain of rolling cylinders. As you climb the ramp, you see people up ahead of you falling off, at various stages, on to the air bags beneath; this is apparently quite a tricky obstacle.

Charlotte heads across first; she makes it most of the way across the mushroom caps, then takes a tumble, and with a shriek falls headlong down to the soft landing below. Her legs flail as she rolls on to her back, and you get a nice view of her white panties before she reaches the solid floor and hurriedly fixes her clothing.

You yourself manage to get across the mushroom caps, but lose your balance on the diverging ropes; rolling off the air bags, you rejoin Charlotte, who says, “Well that was a little embarrassing! Can we try something else?”

You consider the possibilities, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“Righto,” says Charlotte, and the two of you head to the entrance to the tunnel, which is really just a long horizontal tube mounted about two feet above the gym floor. Inside the tube is a conveyor belt, which is continuously trying to move the tube’s occupants towards the entrance.

A television on the wall nearby shows front and rear views of people crawling through the tunnel – clearly there are cameras mounted inside it. “Good thing my skirt isn’t any shorter,” says Charlotte, eyeing the television warily, “or those cameras would be able to see my bottom.”

She goes through the tunnel first, and unfortunately she is correct; her buttocks and panties remain hidden, though only just. Then it is your turn – it is quite a fun crawl.

“What next?” asks Charlotte.

“Hmm,” you say. “How about we...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

Charlotte chuckles. “Not in this skirt,” she says.

“Shame,” you say regretfully. “And it looks like such fun, too.”

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte puts up with your fondling of her breast for only a moment before she pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte quickly pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you fondle her breast for a minute or so, but then she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood to be groped right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you stroke her thigh for a minute or so, but when you reach her panties, she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as you begin fondling her breast, and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you slide your hand into her bra via her neckline and start caressing her breast directly. For the next ten minutes or so, hardly believing your luck, you squeeze and stroke her soft breast flesh and play gently with her nipple. When you attempt to scoop her breast out into the open, however, she finally stops you.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as she feels your hand on her thigh and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you reach her panties. For the next ten minutes or so you stroke her pussy through her panties, and she even spreads her legs slightly to make it easier for you. Only when you try to get your hand inside her panties does she finally stop you.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte shakes her head. “There are cameras right beneath the monkey bars,” she says. “They’d be looking right up my skirt. I’m not having my panties displayed on these wall monitors, thanks.”

“Oh,” you say. “Well that’s a valid concern, I suppose.”

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” says Charlotte. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte shakes her head. “You’re joking, right?” she says. “In this skirt?”

“I suppose you have a point,” you concede.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” says Charlotte. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her buttocks, but when you begin to pull the back of her dress up, she gently deflects your hands. “Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my bottom exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte chuckles, but makes no further comment. Then her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her breast through her dress, and even lets you reach into her bra via her neckline. She shivers as you cup her breast with your hand.

A minute or so later, you tug the straps of her bra and dress off her left shoulder, and pull her dress and left bra cup downwards to expose her breast. At this point she stops you, and pulls her straps back up.

“Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my breast exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte chuckles, but makes no further comment. Then her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Please do!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing a very short sundress that stops well short of mid-thigh, as well as exposing a considerable amount of cleavage. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles as she feels your hand on her breast, and calmly takes notes while you massage it. Growing bolder, you sink your hand into the neckline of her dress and into her bra, and you squeeze and fondle her soft flesh, and gently tease her nipple, for a couple of minutes before she nervously pulls your hand out. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly seems happy to let you caress the bare skin of her thigh, making no objection even when your hand dips beneath the hem of her dress. As your fingers start to brush against the crotch of her panties, she parts her legs slightly, and her cheeks become a little flushed as you begin stroking her pussy through her panties.

When you reach higher, and slide your hand down inside the front of her panties, however, she finally pushes your hand away and whispers, “You’re getting me too excited – let’s continue this later, okay?”

With the boundary thus set, you spend much of the rest of the lecture stroking Polly’s thigh and panties. She does not seem to mind this at all.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly’s eyes widen. “In the middle of a lecture?” she whispers back. “Are you crazy?”

“Yes, but in a good way,” you reply.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. Then she smiles, and reaches out to give your hand a squeeze.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes crimson, and whispers, “I think the professor might object.”

You snort with laughter and grin at her. She smiles back rather shyly, and you wonder what she is thinking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly shivers, and whispers, “Not during a lecture! Later, okay?”

After the lecture, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly hesitates for a moment, then nods. When the professor next turns his back, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and the two of you make your way up to the top floor maintenance room, which fortunately you find empty.

You spend a few minutes kissing and cuddling with Polly. She even lets you put your hand up her dress and feel her pussy through her panties, but she stops you when you try to pull her panties aside. Then, just after a long, passionate kiss, you say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do another poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked again.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up until her panties are exposed.

Polly smiles. “Sure,” she says, “I’d love that!”

“Awesome!” you say happily.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

Polly looks around nervously. “In the middle of lab?” she says. “Are you crazy?”

“You could sneak out to the toilets as soon as you’ve done it,” you reply. “I doubt anyone would notice.”

Polly thinks for a moment, then she shakes her head. “I’m not quite brave enough for that,” she says. “Sorry.”

“Okay, no problem,” you say, smiling at her.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly giggles. “Okay,” she says.

“Awesome!” you say with a grin.

Polly turns around, hikes up her dress until her panties are exposed, bends her knees slightly, and strains. A small bulge forms in the white cotton/Lycra material; it quickly grows larger as Polly pushes out more and more poo, swelling to the size of a grapefruit. At this point, Polly stops.

“There’s more to come,” she says cheerfully, “but I want to save some for later.”

You grin happily. “You’re wonderful, Polly,” you tell her.

Polly giggles. “Well, I’d better go and clean up,” she says.

Still admiring her bulging panties, you reply,

“Okay.”

“Wait ... would you mind going to lunch with me like that?”

Polly laughs, a little anxiously. “Shorter than this? I don’t know – I think people might talk...”

You grin. “Probably,” you agree. “But it would be awesome.”

Polly chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly blushes. “I’m not sure about naked,” she says, “but perhaps I can give you a little taste.” She lifts up the front of her dress to expose her white panties, smiling as your eyes widen in excitement. Then she lifts it up even higher, revealing her bra. Then she lifts it up over her head and takes it off entirely, so that she is wearing only her bra, panties and shoes.

“Wow!” you exclaim in delight.

Polly smiles. “You like?” she says.

“You’re beautiful,” you tell her. “Go on – the bra too – please?”

Polly hesitates, then nods. “All right,” she says. She reaches behind her back, unclasps her bra, and pulls it off her shoulders. Dropping it on top of her dress, she puts her hands behind her back and smiles shyly at you.

“Wow,” you say, beaming at her. “You’re almost there – might as well lose the shoes and panties too.”

She giggles, her eyes shining in excitement. “All right,” she says, and she quickly steps out of her shoes, then pulls her panties down and steps out of those too. “Ta daa,” she says.

“What a gorgeous body,” you say, taking her in your arms and kissing her.

“I love that you think so,” says Polly with a happy sigh. “Do you mind if I get dressed now, though? I’m scared of someone coming in here.”

You let her go, and she quickly puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly gasps. “Naughty,” she murmurs.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say, grinning as you sensuously massage her bottom. “You do have such a lovely arse.”

Then, encouraged by Polly’s lack of objection, you...

Gently tug her dress upwards until her panties are exposed.

Bend down and slide your hand up her dress to feel her panties.

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties. She gasps and looks around anxiously as you caress her bottom through the flimsy material. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she says.

Further down the same bench at which you are working are Roddy and Neil, two fellow students with an abundance of intelligence but a shortage of charisma. As you glance their way, you notice Neil staring at Polly’s bottom. Then Polly notices too, and with an “Oh my God!” she straightens up and tugs her dress down in embarrassment.

Neil grins and gives you a double thumbs-up, then he gets back to work. “I think we got away with it,” you whisper to Polly.

Polly’s cheeks are very pink. “That was embarrassing,” she says, “but also quite exciting!”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and walk to the bar, where you buy her a drink. While she sips at it, you...

Say, “Polly, would you do another poo in your panties for me please?”

Challenge her to a game of pool.

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass beneath the spreading boughs of an oak tree.

Polly lies down on her back and smiles up at you. Lying on your side next to her, propped up on one elbow, you bend your head down and start kissing her softly. Then you...

Ask her to do another poo in her panties.

Slide your hand up her thigh to her panties.

Polly giggles nervously. “Here? Now?” she says.

You nod.

“Way too public!” she says. “I don’t want to make a spectacle of myself.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly agrees, and the two of you begin playing pool. Polly’s dress is so short that, whenever she bends over the table to take a shot, her hem rises up until it barely covers her bottom – a fact which is not lost on several interested male spectators, who start cheering her on.

Polly is not a very good player, and you win three games in a row. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly lifts her head up and looks around nervously. “Too many people passing too close by,” she says. “Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

You run your hand up Polly’s thigh, and your wrist drags the hem her dress upward until it reaches the level of her panties. Then, as you begin to stroke her pussy through the white material, Polly looks around nervously. “People are passing by,” she says.

“Oh dear,” you say, smiling at her. “I suppose they’re going to see your panties.”

“I suppose they are,” says Polly, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and excitement.

You pull her dress up higher, to uncover her panties completely, but at this point Polly’s embarrassment gets the better of her, and she covers herself up again. “Sorry,” she says.

“Why are you apologising?” you ask her with a smile. “You were amazing.” And you kiss her passionately.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly gasps as she feels your hand come into contact with her panties, but she does not stop you. You begin to rub her pussy through the material, and she moans softly. But as you pull the gusset to one side and begin to slide your middle finger into her vagina, she straightens up and turns around. “Okay, that’s enough,” she says, her face very flushed. “Later, okay?”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

She goes to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly giggles. “Don’t be silly,” she says. “The smell would put everyone off their lunch. And however would I sit down?”

“Fair points,” you concede.

“I’ll be right back,” she says.

She goes to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her thigh, and even lets you stroke her pussy through the flimsy material of her panties, but when you try to work your hand inside her panties, she gently pushes it away. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her thigh.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her thigh, and even lets you stroke her pussy through the flimsy material of her panties, but when you try to work your hand inside her panties, she gently pushes it away. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her thigh.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

After the lecture, you and Polly head outside, where Polly asks, “So, where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then say...

“Pasta La Vista.”

“The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sounds good,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you remark...

That you would love to see her in shorter dresses.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

“Okay, cool,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and, while you are waiting, you remark...

That you would love to see her riding the bull.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

Polly smiles. “You know,” she says, “I actually have been contemplating shortening my sundresses. It’s an exciting prospect, but also a scary one.”

You grin. “How can I convince you to proceed with that plan?” you ask her.

She bites her lip thoughtfully. “Play your cards right for the rest of this evening,” she says, “and I’ll probably go ahead and do it. No promises, though!”

“Okay,” you say, wracking your brains to think how to make the rest of your date especially fun for Polly.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

Polly shrugs uncomfortably. “Maybe, but I’d rather not just now if you don’t mind.”

“Sure, of course,” you say.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles and looks over at the bull. “All right,” she says, “I’ll do it!”

“Awesome!” you say.

Polly gets up and skips over to the bull, looking both excited and anxious. The man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up, and she climbs on to the bull’s back.

As the bull lurches into life, Polly clutches the handle and holds on tightly, and she bends down over its back in an apparent attempt to keep her centre of gravity low. The operator, seeing this, begins to jiggle the bull from side to side; this causes the back of Polly’s dress to flip around, giving you (and other people) little glimpses of her white panties.

Then the bucking begins in earnest, and Polly is soon thrown off. She returns to your table, giggling. “That was fun!” she says. “Did you get to see my panties at all?”

“Briefly,” you reply with a grin. “Thank you – that was brilliant.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

Polly shrugs uncomfortably. “Maybe, but I’d rather not just now if you don’t mind.”

“Sure, of course,” you say.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Polly hums and haas about what she is in the mood for. Eventually she asks you to choose, and you decide to watch...

An action thriller.

A romantic comedy.

A horror film.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says shyly.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. Then you strip off each other’s clothes until Polly is down to her panties and you are naked.

You climb into bed with her, where you kiss and play with her breasts for a few moments. Then Polly says, “Want me to do a poo in my panties while we’re having sex?”

You suck on her right nipple for a few more seconds, then you say...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

The movie is loud, violent, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is sweet, silly, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is gory, predictable, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly giggles nervously. “Are you showing my panties off again?” she inquires innocently.

“I am indeed,” you reply with a grin. “And believe me – people are looking.”

Polly giggles again. “This is so naughty!” she shouts.

You caress and squeeze her buttocks through her panties for a few more minutes. Then you let her dress fall to cover her bottom again, and turn her around to face away from you. Putting your arms around her waist, you hike up her dress again to expose her panties at the front. This time Polly can see the faces of the men ogling her, and she gasps in alarm and excitement. You are very proud of her for continuing to dance, regardless.

After five minutes of this, you...

Say, “Want to get out of here and go back to my hall?”

Start to lower Polly’s panties.

As you expose her shoulder and pull her bra cup down, Polly squeals and pulls it back up. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

“Sure,” replies Polly, “but outside, okay?”

The two of you head outside, find a quiet side-street, and stop under a streetlamp. Thanks to the lamp, the spot is very brightly illuminated, and as Polly turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, her white bikini-cut panties are highly visible. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say. “That truly is an amazing amount of poo.”

Polly giggles. “Is it a good look for me?” She wiggles her bottom, causing her bulging panties to sway back and forth.

“It’s awesome!” you say.

You stare at the impressive bulge in her panties for a full minute, and then Polly turns back around and drops her dress. “I should probably go home now,” she says. “Can you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” you reply.

The two of you walk slowly (and carefully, in Polly’s case) to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for an amazing evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay,” says Polly happily.

You pull the gusset of her panties to one side, and slowly slide your erection into her vagina. As you begin to thrust, Polly strains, and when you reach down to feel the back of her panties, you find the material billowing outwards as it fills up with Polly’s warm, soft poo.

Polly apparently is so excited by doing a poo while being fucked, that she reaches her orgasm even before you do. After you have pumped your semen deep inside her, you roll off her and lie next to her, panting.

“God that was brilliant,” gasps Polly. Then she turns to you and grins. “Want to see the results?”

“Of course!” you say.

Polly very carefully climbs out of bed. Her panties are bulging with an enormous, melon-sized quantity of poo.

“That’s just amazing,” you say, shaking your head in disbelief.

Polly giggles. “Okay, I’d better go home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. You sigh as you admire her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay, that’s fine,” says Polly with a smile.

You pull her panties off, and slowly slide your erection inside her. You begin easing yourself in and out of her, and soon settle into a rhythm of vigorous thrusting.

It feels so good to be inside Polly that it is not long before you are groaning in orgasmic pleasure as you spurt your semen inside her. Then, panting, you lie down next to her and cuddle with her for a few minutes.

Polly kisses you, then says, “Want to see me do a poo in my panties now?”

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“Do you mind if we just cuddle?”

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. But when you start playing with her nipple, she giggles and pulls your hand out.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. As you begin stroking her pussy through her panties, she giggles and pushes your hand away. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out of her dress. “Behave,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out from between her legs. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. When you start playing with her nipple, she giggles a little, but does not stop you. Getting bolder, you slip her dress and bra strap off her shoulder, scoop her breast out into the open, and you bend down to take her nipple into your mouth. She tolerates this only for a few seconds, however, before she pushes you away and replaces her clothing. “Don’t get carried away!” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. She giggles, but does not stop you, so you start stroking her pussy through her panties. After half a minute of this, you reach higher, then slide your hand down inside her panties, so that you are cupping her bare pussy. As you slide one finger between her labia and start to stroke her clitoris, she stops you. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers breathlessly.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say. “That’s simply amazing. Thank you!”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. Then, hearing a bus approaching, she drops her dress and turns around. “Oops – sorry we don’t have longer for you to enjoy looking at it.”

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly grins, climbs out of bed, and pulls on her panties. Turning away from you, she squats with her feet spread apart. She strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say, shaking your head in disbelief. “That’s just amazing. Thank you!”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. “Can I have another quick peek?” you ask her when you get there.

Polly giggles, and turns around, lifting the back of her dress. You sigh as you admire her hugely bulging panties. “That’s so awesome.”

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly, dropping her dress again.

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Not at all!” says Polly with a smile. “That sounds nice.”

You cuddle and talk for over an hour, after which you are horny again. Fortunately, so is Polly, and she sighs happily as you plunge your erection back into her vagina.

This time, you last long enough for Polly to reach her own climax. Afterwards, she climbs out of bed. “I’d better go,” she says.

You both get dressed, and then you walk Polly to the bus stop. The bus arrives soon afterwards, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a grapefruit. As Polly strains and strains, the bulge continues to grow, until it is almost melon-sized.

“Wow,” you say. “That’s simply amazing. Thank you!”

Polly smiles happily. “You’re welcome,” she says. Then, hearing a bus approaching, she drops her dress and turns around. “Oops – sorry we don’t have longer for you to enjoy looking at it.”

The bus arrives and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Yes please!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the club and catch a bus back to Juniper Hall. Once in your room, you quickly strip Polly down to her panties. As you take off your own clothes, she gets into your bed. Naked, you climb in with her and...

Take off her panties.

Say, “Want to do a poo while we’re having sex?”

You take hold of the sides of Polly’s panties, and begin to push them down her hips. She stiffens, hesitates, then pushes your hands away. Pulling her panties back up and turning around, she tugs her dress down and says loudly, “Sorry, but that was just too much!”

“Okay,” you say, nodding. Sensing that she is feeling uncomfortable, you take her hand and lead her outside.

“Polly, I’m really sorry I did that,” you apologise. “I got a bit carried away.”

“No harm done – I’m not upset with you,” says Polly, smiling warmly at you. “And maybe one day I’ll be okay with you doing that. Just … not tonight, okay?”

You nod understandingly. “I’d really like to make it up to you, in any case,” you say. “Is there anything you’d like me to do for you?”

Polly thinks for a moment. “You could take me back to your room and fuck me,” she suggests.

The two of you catch the next bus back to Juniper Hall. Once in your room, you quickly strip Polly down to her panties. As you take off your own clothes, she gets into your bed. Naked, you climb in with her and...

Take off her panties.

Say, “Want to do a poo while we’re having sex?”

You remove Polly’s panties, and she sighs happily as you slide your erection into her slippery vagina. You climax inside her within ten minutes, and then you settle down next to her and cuddle her naked body for a few minutes.

At length Polly kisses you, then says, “Want to see me do a poo in my panties now?”

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“Do you mind if we just cuddle?”

“I’d love to!” says Polly, her eyes shining.

You pull the gusset of her panties to one side, and slowly slide your erection into her slippery vagina. Then, while you begin rhythmically thrusting inside her, she strains and grunts as she starts to push out a large turd into her panties. You reach down to feel the back of her panties bulging outwards, marvelling at how much poo this girl is able to produce.

It does not take you long to reach your orgasm, but Polly still manages to beat you to it. Moaning and writhing ecstatically beneath you, she is clearly in seventh heaven as you build towards your own climax.

You groan and shudder, delivering spurt after spurt of semen into the recesses of Polly’s vagina. Afterwards, with your limbs entwined around each other, you kiss and snuggle tenderly.

“Thank you,” sighs Polly happily. “That was perfect.”

“It sort of was, wasn’t it?” you agree.

“Sorry for stinking up your room,” Polly apologises.

“Don’t mention it!” you say. “It’s actually rather amazing how little, and how inoffensively, it smells.”

Polly nods. “A side-effect of all the fibre I eat, probably,” she says. “Anyway, would you like to see it?”

“Of course,” you reply with a smile.

She climbs carefully out of your bed, and once again you are amazed at the sheer volume she has produced: almost a melon-sized amount.

“I’d better get home,” she says, putting on her bra and dress.

You walk her to the bus stop, and kiss her goodbye when the bus arrives. As she boards it, she lifts up the back of her dress and flashes her bulging panties at you. Then the bus takes her away, and you return to your room. As you go to sleep, you can’t stop thinking about Polly. You love her more and more each day, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly giggles nervously. “Are you showing my panties off again?” she inquires innocently.

“I am indeed,” you reply with a grin. “And believe me – people are looking.”

Polly giggles again. “This is so naughty!” she shouts.

You caress and squeeze her buttocks through her panties for a few more minutes. Then you let her dress fall to cover her bottom again, and turn her around to face away from you. Putting your arms around her waist, you hike up her dress again to expose her panties at the front. This time Polly can see the faces of the men ogling her, and she gasps in alarm and excitement. You are very proud of her for continuing to dance, regardless.

After five minutes of this, you...

Say, “Want to get out of here and go back to my hall?”

Start to lower Polly’s panties.

“Yes please!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the club and catch a bus back to Juniper Hall. Once in your room, you quickly strip Polly down to her panties. As you take off your own clothes, she gets into your bed. Naked, you climb in with her and...

Take off her panties.

Say, “Want to do a poo while we’re having sex?”

“I’d love to!” says Polly, her eyes shining.

You pull the gusset of her panties to one side, and slowly slide your erection into her slippery vagina. Then, while you begin rhythmically thrusting inside her, she strains and grunts as she starts to push out a large turd into her panties. You reach down to feel the back of her panties bulging outwards, marvelling at how much poo this girl is able to produce.

It does not take you long to reach your orgasm, but Polly still manages to beat you to it. Moaning and writhing ecstatically beneath you, she is clearly in seventh heaven as you build towards your own climax.

You groan and shudder, delivering spurt after spurt of semen into the recesses of Polly’s vagina. Afterwards, with your limbs entwined around each other, you kiss and snuggle tenderly.

“Thank you,” sighs Polly happily. “That was perfect.”

“It sort of was, wasn’t it?” you agree.

Polly smiles at you. “Well, I’d say you played your cards very well, my love,” she says. “So I think you’ve earned this: when I get home tonight, I’ll start shortening my sundresses.”

“Oh wow!” you exclaim. “Thank you!”

Polly giggles. Then she kisses you very sweetly on the lips. “Sorry for stinking up your room,” she apologises.

“Don’t mention it!” you say. “It’s actually rather amazing how little, and how inoffensively, it smells.”

Polly nods. “A side-effect of all the fibre I eat, probably,” she says. “Anyway, would you like to see it?”

“Of course,” you reply with a smile.

She climbs carefully out of your bed, and once again you are amazed at the sheer volume she has produced: almost a melon-sized amount.

“I’d better get home,” she says, putting on her bra and dress.

You walk her to the bus stop, and kiss her goodbye when the bus arrives. As she boards it, she lifts up the back of her dress and flashes her bulging panties at you. Then the bus takes her away, and you return to your room. As you go to sleep, you can’t stop thinking about Polly. You love her more and more each day, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are pleased to see that she is wearing a tight, stretchy miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, along with a tank top. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning, lover.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily. “Nice outfit.”

“Thank you,” she replies with a grin.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

As she feels your hand on her breast, Charlotte hesitates, then gently pushes your hand away. “Not now, Sweetie,” she whispers reprovingly.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte does not immediately react as you place your hand on her thigh, and you begin to gently caress her smooth skin. A couple of minutes later, as you start to slide your hand up her skirt, she smiles to herself, and parts her legs slightly. Encouraged by this, you move your hand up to her panties, and begin to run her pussy through the flimsy material. When you try to work your hand inside her panties, however, she gently pushes it away. “Not now,” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. She smirks slightly at the joke, then she leans over and whispers, “Pay attention, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte smiles. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte lets you hold her hand for a few moments, then she withdraws it when you need to start taking notes again.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’d like that too,” she murmurs. “Patience, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Start a game of hangman with her.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte rolls her eyes as you pass her your piece of paper, but she joins in anyway, and the two of you play a couple of games that last until the end of the lecture.

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte smiles at you. “Patience, Sweetie,” she whispers. “We’ll get some alone time at lunch.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. She turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and...

Grab her buttocks with both hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Compliment her gorgeous bottom.

Charlotte grins. “Absolutely,” she replies.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte laughs. “This one isn’t short enough for you?” she says.

“It’s awesome,” you concede, “but a little shorter wouldn’t hurt...”

“I’ll think about it,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you soon have her...

Top bunched up around her armpits and her bra exposed.

Skirt bunched up around her waist and her white panties exposed.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. Despite the fact that people are regularly walking by, Charlotte responds passionately when you kiss her, and even allows you to lay her down on the grass. Then, while kissing her deeply, you...

Run your hand up inside her top.

Slide your hand up her miniskirt.

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“True,” you agree.

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte straightens up quickly and turns around. “You couldn’t just enjoy the view?” she inquires disapprovingly.

“The view was irresistible,” you say with a grin.

Charlotte rolls her eyes and gets back to work.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

You manage to get your hand almost all the way up between Charlotte’s thighs before she gasps and turns around, pushing your hand away. “Don’t be naughty!” she says disapprovingly..

“Sorry,” you say, with an unapologetic grin.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

“Why thank you,” says Charlotte with a smile as she turns back around. “I’m glad it meets with your approval.”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

“I appreciate the sentiment,” murmurs Charlotte, “but I’d rather you didn’t. The professor will see.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you head outside with Charlotte, who says, “So, where are we going?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

As the lecture finishes, you and Charlotte head outside.

“All right Sweetie,” says Charlotte, “where are we going to eat this evening?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte glances around nervously as you start to massage her breasts through her exposed bra. “I do hope someone doesn’t come along,” she mutters, but you silence her with a kiss to which she eagerly responds.

You reach around behind Charlotte as you kiss her, and manage to unclasp her bra. This allows you to lift the cups of the bra away from her breasts, which you start to kiss before she stops you.

“That’s enough of that, you crazy fool,” she whispers, reaching back to fasten her bra. “You’re going to get us both in trouble!”

She pulls her top down, and for the rest of the lunch hour you have to content yourself with fondling her breasts through her top.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Naughty man,” Charlotte mutters, looking around nervously as you begin to caress her pussy through her panties.

“Want me to stop?” you ask, gently pressing a finger into the groove between her labia.

“No,” she admits. Then, “Oh my goodness,” she adds, as you slide your hand inside the front of her panties. She moans softly with excitement as you reach between her legs and find the opening of her vagina with one finger. But as you slide it in, she pushes you away and quickly tugs her skirt back down. “Perhaps we should just sit down and read?” she suggests, very breathlessly.

You silence her with another kiss, and behave relatively well for the rest of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte does not stop you, and you spend a couple of minutes caressing her left breast through her bra. Then, when you try to slip your hand beneath the underwire of her bra, she clamps her hand down on yours. “Let’s not get too carried away right now, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, reluctantly withdrawing your hand.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte gasps as she feels your hand sliding all the way up her thigh to her panties. “Not here!” she says, pushing your arm away. She looks up at you a little ruefully. “Not that I don’t want you to, but this is rather too public a place.”

You look around at the passing students eyeing you curiously. “I suppose so,” you agree reluctantly.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Good choice,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you...

Engage her in idle chit-chat.

Ask her if she would consider going to lectures without a bra.

“Okay,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you...

Gossip about other students.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “I don’t think so,” she says. “My breasts aren’t very big, but they are still big enough to bounce as I walk, in a way that would make my bralessness very obvious.”

“Would that be so bad?” you inquire with a smile.

“Bad enough,” says Charlotte.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte surprises you with her willingness to gossip about other students – particularly the female ones. You exchange with her some juicy tidbits about people you know.

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says, “I’ll give it another go.”

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

She walks over to the bull, and the man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up. Charlotte climbs on to the bull’s back with as much modesty as she can muster, and grips the handle with her right hand. As the bull begins to slowly buck and rotate, she adjusts her position accordingly, and for a few moments, seems to be doing well.

Her skirt is already riding up, but she makes no attempt to tug it down, choosing instead to focus on her balance. As a result, it is not long before her panties are peeping into view at the back.

The ride gets more and more intense, and Charlotte is soon being thrown down flat on to the bull’s back with each buck. She seems to be hanging on for dear life. Her hemline is now above the waistband of her panties. Several young men are gathering around the bull and whooping in Charlotte’s support.

Then the bucking becomes too much for Charlotte, and she is thrown off. The young men all cheer as she gets to her feet, red-faced and with her panties entirely on display. She gives the men a wave, then returns to your table, casually tugging her skirt down as she walks.

“That was fantastic!” you say enthusiastically. “So sexy!”

“Thank you,” says Charlotte with a grin. “I’m starting to enjoy showing off my panties! It’s so wonderfully ... immodest.”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte nods. “Okay,” she says.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Charlotte peruses the options with little apparent interest. You have your own ideas, however, and buy tickets for...

A period drama.

A crime thriller.

A lowbrow comedy.

“Well I’m not really dressed for it,” says Charlotte. She grins. “Lets do it.”

“Good for you!” you say.

The obstacle gym is just a short bus ride away. Inside, you buy tickets for two hours, stow your bags in lockers by the front desk, then you both head into the obstacle course.

A young man in a bandana explains your options. “You’ll see that each obstacle has a green section and a red section. Feel free to try whatever individual obstacles you like – but stick to the green sections. The red sections are for people running the whole course. If you want do that, we time it, and if you finish it without falling off, we give you a certificate with your time. We film everything, too, and if you want a video of your run, we can cut that together and send it to you for a small additional charge.”

“What do you think we should tackle first?” asks Charlotte, looking around.

You ponder the options, then say...

“The rope swing and cargo net.”

“The balance bridges.”

“The moving tunnel.”

“Let’s run the whole course.”

Charlotte smiles. “Okay,” she says.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Charlotte up to your room. There, the two of you start kissing and cuddling passionately, and soon find yourselves in bed together, naked.

As you sink your Vaseline-lubed erection into Charlotte’s vagina, she sighs happily and wraps her legs around your back. “Do it to me,” she whispers in your ear. “Do it hard!”

You are more than happy to oblige, and with the benefit of a little experience behind you, you manage to delay your orgasm until Charlotte is ready to climax with you. The result is spectacular, and the kiss Charlotte gives you afterwards speaks volumes about how she feels you performed.

You manage to repeat the performance about an hour later. Then Charlotte reluctantly says she has to leave, and you walk her to the bus stop.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

The movie is lengthy, talky, and rather dull, but Charlotte seems to enjoy it. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is good, but rather violent, and Charlotte seems uncomfortable with some of the scenes. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is painfully unfunny, with some moments that make you cringe in your seat. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

“Okay,” says Charlotte, shivering slightly. The two of you first have to climb a ladder on to a high platform; Charlotte winks at you before she ascends ahead of you, and you gleefully look up her skirt, feasting your eyes on her white cotton panties. At the top, Charlotte lets you take the lead, and you pull on a slim rope to bring a larger rope within reach.

Grabbing this larger rope, you jump from the platform and swing into a vertical cargo net, which you then traverse to get to another platform, from which you descend to the floor via another ladder.

Charlotte follows you, and as she traverses the cargo net, you gleefully see that her skirt is riding high and almost exposing her panties. As she reaches the platform, you do in fact get a glimpse of them before she pulls her skirt down with a smirk.

“Very sexy!” you compliment her, and she chuckles.

“What now?” she asks.

You look around, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“All right,” says Charlotte, and you make your way over to the ramp leading up to the start of the balance bridges. The first is a series of wobbly platforms shaped like mushroom caps, the second is a pair of tightropes that gradually diverge, and the third is a chain of rolling cylinders. As you climb the ramp, you see people up ahead of you falling off, at various stages, on to the air bags beneath; this is apparently quite a tricky obstacle.

Charlotte heads across first; she makes it most of the way across the mushroom caps, then takes a tumble, and with a shriek falls headlong down to the soft landing below. Her legs flail as she rolls on to her back, and you get a nice view of her white panties before she reaches the solid floor and fixes her clothing.

You yourself manage to get across the mushroom caps, but lose your balance on the diverging ropes; rolling off the air bags, you rejoin Charlotte, who says, “Well that was a little embarrassing! Let’s try again.”

On her second attempt, Charlotte makes it across the mushroom caps, and then does well on the diverging ropes, although by the end of them her legs are spread almost forty-five degrees – a fact which is not lost on a group of boys in their mid-teens, who gather beneath the obstacle and laugh in delight as they stare up at her panties.

Charlotte falls off soon after stepping on to the rolling cylinders, and when you get to them yourself, you fall off in the same place.

“Oh gosh,” says Charlotte, her cheeks very red. “Did you see those boys? I fear they got quite an eyeful!”

You grin and nod. “You were very generous,” you say.

“What next?” asks Charlotte.

You consider the possibilities, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“Righto,” says Charlotte, and the two of you head to the entrance to the tunnel, which is really just a long horizontal tube mounted about two feet above the gym floor. Inside the tube is a conveyor belt, which is continuously trying to move the tube’s occupants towards the entrance.

A television on the wall nearby shows front and rear views of people crawling through the tunnel – clearly there are cameras mounted inside it. “Pity my skirt isn’t any shorter,” says Charlotte impishly, eyeing the television, “or those cameras would have a great view of my bottom.”

She goes through the tunnel first, and unfortunately she is correct; her buttocks and panties remain hidden, though only just. Then it is your turn – it is quite a fun crawl.

Charlotte watches the replay of her crawl on one of the monitors. “Hmm, you didn’t get to see much, did you?” she remarks.

“Maybe it’s time for you to wear shorter skirts,” you suggest with a grin. “Do you have any?”

“I might,” says Charlotte, blushing. “I might just have gone shopping at the weekend and bought some rather outrageously short skirts.”

“Oh wow!” you say. “I can’t wait to see them!”

Charlotte smiles. “All right, I’ll start wearing them tomorrow,” she says.

“Awesome!” you say. “Thank you!”

“Let’s call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course!” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte chuckles. “I think that might expose me a little more than I’m ready for just yet,” she says.

“Shame,” you say regretfully. “And it looks like such fun, too.”

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte puts up with your fondling of her breast for only a moment before she pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte quickly pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you fondle her breast for a minute or so, but then she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood to be groped right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you stroke her thigh for a minute or so, but when you reach her panties, she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as you begin fondling her breast, and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you slide your hand into her bra via her neckline and start caressing her breast directly. For the next ten minutes or so, hardly believing your luck, you squeeze and stroke her soft breast flesh and play gently with her nipple. When you attempt to scoop her breast out into the open, however, she finally stops you.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as she feels your hand on her thigh and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you reach her panties. For the next ten minutes or so you stroke her pussy through her panties, and she even spreads her legs slightly to make it easier for you. Only when you try to get your hand inside her panties does she finally stop you.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte looks a little anxious. “There are cameras right beneath the monkey bars,” she says. “They’ll be looking right up my skirt.” She giggles. “Let’s do it.”

You head up a series of sloping planks to the start of the monkey bars, and start swinging across them. They are not widely spaced, but there are a lot of them, and it takes you a while to get across, by which time your biceps are burning.

Then it is Charlotte’s turn, and you are delighted to see her appear on a couple of the wall monitors, her legs swinging beneath her, her panties regularly popping into view.

She joins you at the end and says, “I didn’t see the monitors – what was the view like?”

“Brilliant,” you say with a grin.

She laughs, blushing. “Perhaps we’d better call it a night, before I expose myself any further. Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte giggles. “It’s way too crowded over there,” she says, “and the wall takes a while to climb. I don’t think I’m quite ready for that level of exposure.”

“Okay,” you say understandingly.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” says Charlotte. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her buttocks, and she giggles as you begin to pull the back of her dress up. “Naughty,” she says disapprovingly, but she does not stop you, even when you have hiked her dress all the way up around her waist.

You kiss her passionately while massaging her bottom, and then you slide your hands down inside the back of her panties to stroke her buttocks directly.

“There’s a homeless guy over there, watching us,” you murmur to Charlotte.

“I hope he’s enjoying the view,” says Charlotte.

“I’m sure he is,” you say.

You drop Charlotte’s dress as her bus arrives, and she disengages from you. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says as she boards the bus.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her breast through her dress, and even lets you reach into her bra via her neckline. She shivers as you cup her breast with your hand.

A minute or so later, you tug the straps of her bra and dress off her left shoulder, and pull her dress and left bra cup downwards to expose her breast. At this point she stops you, and pulls her straps back up.

“Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my breast exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte chuckles, but makes no further comment. Then her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Wow!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing an incredibly short sundress that, you guess, covers her panties with only an inch or two to spare, as well as exposing a considerable amount of cleavage. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles as she feels your hand on her breast, and calmly takes notes while you massage it. Growing bolder, you sink your hand into the neckline of her dress and into her bra, and you squeeze and fondle her soft flesh, and gently tease her nipple, for a couple of minutes before she nervously pulls your hand out. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly seems happy to let you caress the bare skin of her thigh, making no objection even when your hand dips beneath the hem of her dress. As your fingers start to brush against the crotch of her panties, she parts her legs slightly, and her cheeks become a little flushed as you begin stroking her pussy through her panties.

When you reach higher, and slide your hand down inside the front of her panties, however, she finally pushes your hand away and whispers, “You’re getting me too excited – let’s continue this later, okay?”

With the boundary thus set, you spend much of the rest of the lecture stroking Polly’s thigh and panties. She does not seem to mind this at all.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly’s eyes widen. “Not in the middle of a lecture,” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. Then she smiles, and reaches out to give your hand a squeeze.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes crimson, and whispers, “I think the professor might object.”

You snort with laughter and grin at her. She smiles back rather shyly, and you wonder what she is thinking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly shivers, and whispers, “Not during a lecture! Later, okay?”

After the lecture, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly hesitates for a moment, then nods. When the professor next turns his back, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and the two of you make your way up to the top floor maintenance room, which fortunately you find empty.

You spend a few minutes kissing and cuddling with Polly. She even lets you put your hand up her dress and down into her panties, and she moans softly as you gently caress her labia and clitoris. Then she gasps as you slide your middle finger into her vagina and begin gently thrusting it in and out.

You kiss her deeply for a long moment, then say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do another poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked again.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. The hem of her ultra-short dress rides up, exposing the lower curves of her buttocks. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up to reveal her panties.

Polly smiles. “Sure,” she says, “I’d love that!”

“Awesome!” you say happily.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

Polly looks around nervously. “In the middle of lab?” she says. “Are you crazy?”

“You could sneak out to the toilets as soon as you’ve done it,” you reply. “I doubt anyone would notice.”

“In this dress?” says Polly. “I’m not so sure!”

“Okay, never mind then,” you say, smiling at her.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly giggles. “Okay,” she says.

“Awesome!” you say with a grin.

Polly turns around, hikes up her dress, bends her knees slightly, and strains. A small bulge forms in her white cotton/Lycra panties; it quickly grows larger as Polly pushes out more and more poo, swelling to the size of a grapefruit. At this point, Polly stops.

“There’s more to come,” she says cheerfully, “but I want to save some for later.”

You grin happily. “You’re wonderful, Polly,” you tell her.

Polly giggles and straightens up, dropping her dress; its hem stops about two inches short of covering her bulging panties. “Well, I’d better go and clean up,” she says.

Still admiring her panties, you reply,

“Okay.”

“Wait ... would you mind going to lunch with me like that?”

Polly laughs. “Silly thing – how could I possibly go shorter than this?”

You grin. “Well I dare say it would mean permanent exposure of your panties,” you say. “Which, of course, would be terrible...”

Polly chuckles. “And by ‘terrible’ I suppose you mean ‘awesome’?” she says in amusement.

“Ah yes, that’s the word,” you agree.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly blushes. “Okay,” she says, “just for a moment, though.” She lifts her dress up over her head and takes it off entirely, then she reaches back, unclasps her bra, and takes it off. Finally, she kicks off her shoes, pulls down her panties, and steps out of them.

“Wow!” you exclaim in delight.

Polly smiles, and gives you a naked twirl. “You like?” she says.

“You’re beautiful!” you tell her.

Polly beams. “Thank you!” she says.

You take her in your arms and kiss her, then you...

Pull her down to the floor.

Let her get dressed.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly gasps. “Naughty,” she murmurs.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say, grinning as you sensuously massage her bottom. “You do have such a lovely arse.”

Then, encouraged by Polly’s lack of objection, you...

Gently tug her dress upwards to expose her panties.

Bend down and slide your hand up her dress to feel her panties.

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties. She gasps and looks around anxiously as you caress her bottom through the flimsy material. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she says.

Further down the same bench at which you are working are Roddy and Neil, two fellow students with an abundance of intelligence but a shortage of charisma. As you glance their way, you notice Neil staring at Polly’s bottom. Then Polly notices too, and with an “Oh my God!” she straightens up and tugs her dress down in embarrassment.

Neil grins and gives you a double thumbs-up, then he gets back to work. “I think we got away with it,” you whisper to Polly.

Polly’s cheeks are very pink. “That was embarrassing,” she says, “but also quite exciting!”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and walk to the bar, where you buy her a drink. While she sips at it, you...

Say, “Polly, would you do another poo in your panties for me please?”

Challenge her to a game of pool.

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass beneath the spreading boughs of an oak tree.

Polly lies down on her back and smiles up at you. Lying on your side next to her, propped up on one elbow, you bend your head down and start kissing her softly. Then you...

Ask her to do another poo in her panties.

Slide your hand up her thigh to her panties.

Polly giggles nervously. “Here? Now?” she says.

You nod.

“Way too public!” she says. “I don’t want to make a spectacle of myself.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly agrees, and the two of you begin playing pool. Polly’s dress is so short that, whenever she bends over the table to take a shot, her hem rises up to reveal a little of her panties – a fact which is not lost on several interested male spectators, who start cheering her on. Between shots, she acts all embarrassed and coy, but you can tell she is loving the attention.

Polly is not a very good player, and you win three games in a row. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly lifts her head up and looks around nervously. “Too many people passing too close by,” she says. “Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

You run your hand up Polly’s thigh, and your wrist drags the hem her dress upward until it reaches the level of her panties. Then, as you begin to stroke her pussy through the white material, Polly looks around nervously. “People are passing by,” she says.

“Oh dear,” you say, smiling at her. “I suppose they’re going to see your panties.”

“I suppose they are,” says Polly, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and excitement.

You pull her dress up higher, to uncover her panties completely. “Spread your legs apart a little,” you tell her.

Polly hesitates, then she moves her feet about fifteen inches apart. “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” she says. She sees two female students pass by, staring at her in obvious disapproval, and she quickly closes her legs and pulls her dress down. “Sorry,” she says.

“Why are you apologising?” you ask her with a smile. “You were amazing.” And you kiss her passionately.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly gasps as she feels your hand come into contact with her panties, but she does not stop you. You begin to rub her pussy through the material, and she moans softly. But as you pull the gusset to one side and begin to slide your middle finger into her vagina, she straightens up and turns around. “Okay, that’s enough,” she says, her face very flushed. “Later, okay?”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

With her bulging panties sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her dress, Polly furtively sneaks to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly giggles. “Don’t be silly,” she says. “The smell would put everyone off their lunch. And however would I sit down?”

“Fair points,” you concede.

“I’ll be right back,” she says.

With her bulging panties sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her dress, Polly furtively sneaks to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her pussy through her panties, and even lets you get your hand inside, but when you try to work your finger into her vagina, she gently pushes your hand away with an apologetic smile. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her pussy through her panties, which she seems quite happy for you to do.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her thigh, and even lets you stroke her pussy through the flimsy material of her panties, but when you try to work your hand inside her panties, she gently pushes it away. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her thigh.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

After the lecture, you and Polly head outside, where Polly asks, “So, where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then say...

“Pasta La Vista.”

“The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sounds good,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress, who looks disapprovingly at Polly’s dress, takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you remark...

That you would love to see her in shorter dresses.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

“Okay, cool,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and, while you are waiting, you remark...

That you would love to see her riding the bull.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

Polly laughs. “Don’t be silly!” she says. “I don’t think they’d let me in here if I wore anything shorter than this!”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

“Maybe in a longer dress,” says Polly, “but this one wouldn’t hide my poo.”

“True,” you concede.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles and looks over at the bull. “All right,” she says, “I’ll do it!”

“Awesome!” you say.

Polly gets up and skips over to the bull, looking both excited and anxious. The man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up, and she climbs on to the bull’s back.

As the bull lurches into life, Polly clutches the handle and holds on tightly, and she bends down over its back in an apparent attempt to keep her centre of gravity low. This of course exposes part of her panty-clad bottom. The operator, seeing this, begins to shake the bull from side to side; this causes Polly’s dress to ride up higher, giving you (and other people) a prolonged look at her white panties and jiggling buttocks.

Then the bucking begins in earnest, and Polly is soon thrown off. She returns to your table, giggling. “That was fun!” she says. “Did you get a nice view of my panties?”

“Yup!” you reply with a grin. “As did everyone else. Thank you – that was brilliant.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

“Maybe in a longer dress,” says Polly, “but this one wouldn’t hide my poo.”

“True,” you concede.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Polly hums and haas about what she is in the mood for. Eventually she asks you to choose, and you decide to watch...

An action thriller.

A romantic comedy.

A horror film.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says shyly.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. Then you...

Strip her down to her panties.

Ask if she would like to meet your friends.

The movie is loud, violent, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is sweet, silly, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is gory, predictable, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly giggles nervously. “Are you showing my panties off again?” she inquires innocently.

“I am indeed,” you reply with a grin. “And believe me – people are looking.”

Polly giggles again. “This is so naughty!” she shouts.

You caress and squeeze her buttocks through her panties for a few more minutes. Then you let her dress fall to cover her bottom again, and turn her around to face away from you. Putting your arms around her waist, you hike up her dress again to expose her panties at the front. This time Polly can see the faces of the men ogling her, and she gasps in alarm and excitement. You are very proud of her for continuing to dance, regardless.

After a couple of hours in the club, during which you continue frequently to expose her panties to strangers, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

As you expose her shoulder and pull her bra cup down, Polly squeals and pulls it back up. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

“Sure,” replies Polly, “but outside, okay?”

The two of you head outside, find a quiet side-street, and stop under a streetlamp. Thanks to the lamp, the spot is very brightly illuminated, and as Polly turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, her white bikini-cut panties are highly visible. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Polly turns back around and drops her dress. “I should probably go home now,” she says. “Can you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” you reply.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for an amazing evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay,” says Polly happily.

You pull the gusset of her panties to one side, and slowly slide your erection into her vagina. As you begin to thrust, Polly strains, and when you reach down to feel the back of her panties, you find the material bulging outwards as Polly pushes out her poo.

Polly apparently is so excited by doing a poo while being fucked, that she reaches her orgasm even before you do. After you have pumped your semen deep inside her, you roll off her and lie next to her, panting.

“That was wonderful,” sighs Polly. Then she turns to you and smiles. “Want to see the results? It won’t be very impressive I’m afraid – I deliberately held back because I don’t want my bulgy panties showing beneath my dress.”

“Understandable,” you say.

Polly climbs out of bed. Her panties are bulging with a modest, orange-sized quantity of poo.

“Very nice,” you say with a smile.

“Okay,” says Polly, “I’d better go home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. As the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay, that’s fine,” says Polly with a smile.

You pull her panties off, and slowly slide your erection inside her. You begin easing yourself in and out of her, and soon settle into a rhythm of vigorous thrusting.

It feels so good to be inside Polly that it is not long before you are groaning in orgasmic pleasure as you spurt your semen inside her. Then, panting, you lie down next to her and cuddle with her for a few minutes.

Polly kisses you, then says, “Want to see me do a poo in my panties now?”

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“Do you mind if we just cuddle?”

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. But when you start playing with her nipple, she giggles and pulls your hand out.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. As you begin stroking her pussy through her panties, she giggles and pushes your hand away. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out of her dress. “Behave,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out from between her legs. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

To your delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. When you start playing with her nipple, she giggles a little, but does not stop you. Getting bolder, you slip her dress and bra strap off her shoulder, scoop her breast out into the open, and you bend down to take her nipple into your mouth. She tolerates this only for a few seconds, however, before she pushes you away and replaces her clothing. “Don’t get carried away!” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. She giggles, but does not stop you, so you start stroking her pussy through her panties. After half a minute of this, you reach higher, then slide your hand down inside her panties, so that you are cupping her bare pussy. As you slide one finger between her labia and start to stroke her clitoris, she stops you. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers breathlessly.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly grins, climbs out of bed, and pulls on her panties. Turning away from you, she squats with her feet spread apart. She strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

“Okay,” says Polly, “I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. When the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Not at all!” says Polly with a smile. “That sounds nice.”

You cuddle and talk for over an hour, after which you are horny again. Fortunately, so is Polly, and she sighs happily as you plunge your erection back into her vagina.

This time, you last long enough for Polly to reach her own climax. Afterwards, she climbs out of bed. “I’d better go,” she says.

You both get dressed, and then you walk Polly to the bus stop. The bus arrives soon afterwards, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“What are you doing?” asks Polly, wide-eyed, as you lay her down on the floor. Then, as you lower your jeans, she says, “You’re crazy! We can’t have sex here! What if someone comes?”

“A calculated risk,” you say, but Polly pushes you away.

“I’d like to – God I’d like to!” she says, “but I’m too worried about getting caught and kicked out of Uni. And if I’m worrying, I can’t enjoy it.”

“I understand,” you say. “Sorry.”

“No need to be sorry,” she says with a smile. She gets up and puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

You let her go, and she quickly puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

You help Polly out of her dress and bra, and she kicks off her shoes. Then she climbs into bed while you take off your own clothes.

You climb into bed with her, where you kiss and play with her breasts for a few moments. Then Polly says, “Want me to do a poo in my panties while we’re having sex?”

You suck on her right nipple for a few more seconds, then you say...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

“Oh, sure!” says Polly. “I was wondering when I was going to get to meet them.”

“Well,” you say, “now’s your chance. Colin’s room is just down the corridor – Adolf will probably be there too. They’ll probably be playing Call of Duty or something.”

“Okay,” says Polly with a smile. “Lead on.”

You and Polly head to Colin’s room and knock on the door. “Come in!” calls Colin’s voice. You enter, and find Adolf and Colin watching a porn video.

“Ugh, guys, switch that off!” you say in a pained voice. “I’ve brought my girlfriend to meet you.”

“Ah, your imaginary girlfriend Polly that we’ve heard so much about?” laughs Adolf.

“I’m serious!” you say.

Polly steps into the room. “Hello!” she says brightly.

Colin – a sweaty, hairy, smelly, hugely overweight blob of a young man – spins his chair around. “Holy shit!” he exclaims. “This is Polly?” His eyes drop to the hemline of her ultra-short dress, then up to her cleavage, then down to her legs again. “Holy shit!” he says again.

Adolf – a scrawny, greasy-haired, weasel-faced teenager with severe acne – stares at Polly in amazement. “Wow,” he says. “Dude, you just became the coolest person I know.”

“Okay, I know she’s gorgeous,” you say, feeling a little annoyed, “but could you possibly do the civilised thing and say hello to her?”

“Hi Polly,” says Colin.

“Hi Polly,” says Adolf. “I love your dress.”

“Very sexy,” agrees Colin.

“Um, thanks,” says Polly. “So, what are you watching?”

Colin fortunately has the decency to switch off the television at this point, but Adolf grins. “Pacific Quim,” he says. “Do you like porn, Polly?”

“Not especially,” she replies. “But I do like video games.”

Colin gestures towards a huge stack of games. “You’ve come to the right place, then.”

“Do you like the Call of Duty games?” asks Adolf. “We could have a foursome.”

Colin laughs dirtily, Adolf grins back, and the two of them high-five each other.

“I’m not so much into first-person shooters,” says Polly. “Do you have any racing games? Like Planet Run?”

“I’ve got that,” says Colin, pulling it from the pile. He ejects the game currently in his console, and replaces it with Planet Run. Then he tosses controllers to you and Polly. “Grab a pew,” he says, indicating his bed. You and Polly sit down next to each other, and the first race begins.

After a couple of races, Colin says, “Anyone thirsty?”

“I am, actually,” says Polly.

“I’ve got cans of lager and Coke under my desk,” says Colin. “Help yourself.”

You immediately imagine Colin and Adolf ogling Polly’s panties as she crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Polly.

Wait to see if she will get it herself.

“I’ll get it,” you say. “What do you fancy, Polly?”

“Coke please,” says Polly.

You get on your hands and knees and crawl beneath Colin’s desk, where you find, right at the back, a pack of Coca-Cola cans shrink-wrapped in plastic. On top of this is a pack of lager cans, which you first have to lift off in order to tackle the shrink-wrapping. The plastic is harder than it looks, and you have some difficulty tearing at it with your fingers in order to get one of the cans out for Polly. It takes some time, and you can imagine the view you and your friends would be getting if Polly had done this instead of you.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

You are just starting to back out at this point, but you crawl back to the drinks and extract another can of Coke and a can of lager. Finally emerging and getting up, you distribute the drinks and sit back down.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside and walk to the bus stop, where Polly says, “Want to see me do a poo?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Oh ... thanks, but I’ll pass,” says Polly.

“Suit yourself,” says Colin with a shrug.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside and walk to the bus stop, where Polly says, “Want to see me do a poo?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are delighted to see that she is wearing, along with a tank top, a very short, tight, stretchy miniskirt that stops only a couple of inches below her buttocks. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning, lover.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily. “Love the skirt!”

“Thank you,” she replies with a grin.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Charlotte pretends not to notice your hand on her breast, even when you start massaging it through her top. After five minutes or so, however, she gently pushes your hand away. “You’re a naughty man, Sweetie,” she whispers reprovingly.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte does not immediately react as you place your hand on her thigh, and you begin to gently caress her smooth skin. A couple of minutes later, as you start to slide your hand up her skirt, she smiles to herself, and parts her legs slightly. Encouraged by this, you move your hand up to her panties, and begin to run her pussy through the flimsy material. When you try to work your hand inside her panties, however, she gently pushes it away. “Not now,” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. She smirks slightly at the joke, then she leans over and whispers, “Pay attention, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte smiles. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte lets you hold her hand for a few moments, then she withdraws it when you need to start taking notes again.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Quietly ask her for a blow-job.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’d like that too,” she murmurs. “Patience, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Quietly ask her for a blow-job.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte stares at you. “You are joking, right?” she says.

“No, I’m serious!” you reply.

“Take a cold shower, you lunatic,” she murmurs.

After the lecture, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte smiles at you. “Patience, Sweetie,” she whispers. “We’ll get some alone time at lunch.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. She turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and...

Grab her buttocks with both hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Pull her skirt up around her waist.

Charlotte grins. “Absolutely,” she replies.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte laughs. “Any shorter than this and I’d get kicked out for indecency!” she says.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you soon have her...

Top bunched up around her armpits and her bra exposed.

Skirt bunched up around her waist and her white panties exposed.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. Despite the fact that people are regularly walking by, Charlotte responds passionately when you kiss her, and even allows you to lay her down on the grass. Then, while kissing her deeply, you...

Run your hand up inside her top.

Slide your hand up her miniskirt.

Charlotte smiles, and allows you to cuddle her from the side for a couple of minutes. Then she murmurs, “The professor keeps looking up at us; better stop, Sweetie.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“True,” you agree.

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte straightens up quickly and turns around. “You couldn’t just enjoy the view?” she inquires disapprovingly.

“The view was irresistible,” you say with a grin.

Charlotte rolls her eyes and gets back to work.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

You manage to get your hand almost all the way up between Charlotte’s thighs before she gasps and turns around, pushing your hand away. “Don’t be naughty!” she says disapprovingly..

“Sorry,” you say, with an unapologetic grin.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte gasps as you hoist her skirt up, exposing her white cotton panties. To her credit, though, she does not immediately pull her skirt down. Instead, she looks around nervously for a few seconds to make sure nobody is watching. “We’re in the middle of lab!” she says anxiously as you massage her buttocks. Then she turns around, tugging her skirt down. “Later, Sweetie!” she says firmly.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte smiles, and allows you to cuddle her from the side for a couple of minutes. Then she murmurs, “The professor keeps looking up at us; better stop, Sweetie.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you head outside with Charlotte, who says, “So, where are we going?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“True,” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you and Charlotte head outside.

“All right Sweetie,” says Charlotte, “where are we going to eat this evening?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte glances around nervously as you start to massage her breasts through her exposed bra. “I do hope someone doesn’t come along,” she mutters, but you silence her with a kiss to which she eagerly responds.

You reach around behind Charlotte as you kiss her, and manage to unclasp her bra. This allows you to lift the cups of the bra away from her breasts, which you start to kiss before she stops you.

“That’s enough of that, you crazy fool,” she whispers, reaching back to fasten her bra. “You’re going to get us both in trouble!”

She pulls her top down, and for the rest of the lunch hour you have to content yourself with fondling her breasts through her top.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Naughty man,” Charlotte mutters, looking around nervously as you begin to caress her pussy through her panties. Then she moans as you slide your hand into the front of her panties and begin stroking her labia and clitoris. When you gently insert a finger into her vagina, she gasps and clutches your shoulders.

You finger-fuck her for the next five minutes, until she shudders in orgasm, squealing into the back of her hand.

“Oh my goodness!” she pants. “Thank you!” Then, as if coming to her senses, she pushes you away and quickly tugs her skirt back down. “Perhaps we should just sit down and read?” she says.

You silence her with another kiss, and behave relatively well for the rest of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte does not stop you, and you spend a couple of minutes caressing her left breast through her bra. Then, when you try to slip your hand beneath the underwire of her bra, she clamps her hand down on yours. “Let’s not get too carried away right now, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, reluctantly withdrawing your hand.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte gasps as she feels your hand sliding all the way up her thigh to her panties. “Not here!” she says, pushing your arm away. She looks up at you a little ruefully. “Not that I don’t want you to, but this is rather too public a place.”

You look around at the passing students eyeing you curiously. “I suppose so,” you agree reluctantly.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Good choice,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress, who glances disapprovingly at Charlotte’s skirt, takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you...

Engage her in idle chit-chat.

Ask her if she would consider going to lectures without a bra.

“Okay,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you...

Chat idly with her.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “I don’t think so,” she says. “I may have become somewhat more shameless in what I wear, under your influence, but I’m not quite THAT shameless.”

“That’s a shame,” you say, and she laughs.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says, “I’ll give it another go.”

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

She walks over to the bull, and the man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up. Charlotte climbs on to the bull’s back with as much modesty as she can muster, and grips the handle with her right hand. As the bull begins to slowly buck and rotate, she adjusts her position accordingly.

Her tiny skirt rides up immediately to expose her white panties, but she makes no attempt to tug it down, choosing instead to focus on her balance. As a result, her panties are soon fully exposed, with an inch of skin showing above their waistband.

The bull tips forwards sharply, and Charlotte is thrown down flat on to the bull’s back. Then it starts to make small, rhythmic bucking motions, and Charlotte’s delightful bottom bounces up and down as if she is humping the bull. Several young men have by now gathered around the bull and are whooping in Charlotte’s support.

Then the bucking becomes suddenly more intense, and Charlotte is thrown off. The young men all cheer as she gets to her feet, red-faced and with her panties entirely on display. She gives the men a wave, then returns to your table, casually tugging her skirt down as she walks.

“That was fantastic!” you say enthusiastically. “So sexy!”

“Thank you,” says Charlotte with a grin. “I’m starting to love showing off my panties – it’s so wonderfully immodest!”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte nods. “Okay,” she says.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Charlotte peruses the options with little apparent interest. You have your own ideas, however, and buy tickets for...

A period drama.

A crime thriller.

A lowbrow comedy.

“Well I’m not really dressed for it,” says Charlotte. She grins. “Lets do it.”

“Good for you!” you say.

The obstacle gym is just a short bus ride away. Inside, you buy tickets for two hours, stow your bags in lockers by the front desk, then you both head into the obstacle course, where a young man in a bandana explains your options.

“What do you think we should tackle first?” asks Charlotte, looking around.

You ponder the options, then say...

“The rope swing and cargo net.”

“The balance bridges.”

“The moving tunnel.”

“Let’s run the whole course.”

Charlotte smiles. “Okay,” she says.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Charlotte up to your room. There, you...

Begin kissing and undressing her.

Ask her if she would like to meet your friends.

The movie is lengthy, talky, and rather dull, but Charlotte seems to enjoy it. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is good, but rather violent, and Charlotte seems uncomfortable with some of the scenes. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is painfully unfunny, with some moments that make you cringe in your seat. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

“Okay,” says Charlotte, shivering slightly. The two of you first have to climb a ladder on to a high platform; Charlotte winks at you before she ascends ahead of you, and you gleefully look up her skirt, feasting your eyes on her white cotton panties. At the top, Charlotte lets you take the lead, and you pull on a slim rope to bring a larger rope within reach.

Grabbing this larger rope, you jump from the platform and swing into a vertical cargo net, which you then traverse to get to another platform, from which you descend to the floor via another ladder.

Charlotte follows you, and as she traverses the cargo net, you gleefully see that her skirt is riding halfway up her buttocks and exposing her panties. As she reaches the platform, she grins and blushes as she pulls her skirt down.

“Just beautiful!” you compliment her, and she chuckles.

“What now?” she asks.

You look around, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“All right,” says Charlotte, and you make your way over to the ramp leading up to the start of the balance bridges. The first is a series of wobbly platforms shaped like mushroom caps, the second is a pair of tightropes that gradually diverge, and the third is a chain of rolling cylinders. As you climb the ramp, you see people up ahead of you falling off, at various stages, on to the air bags beneath.

Charlotte heads across first; she makes it most of the way across the mushroom caps, then takes a tumble, and with a shriek falls headlong down to the soft landing below. Her legs flail as she rolls on to her back, and you get a nice view of her white panties before she reaches the solid floor and fixes her clothing.

You yourself manage to get across the mushroom caps, but lose your balance on the diverging ropes; rolling off the air bags, you rejoin Charlotte, who says, “Well that was a little embarrassing! Let’s try again.”

On her second attempt, Charlotte makes it across the mushroom caps, and then does well on the diverging ropes, although by the end of them her legs are spread almost forty-five degrees – a fact which is not lost on a group of boys in their mid-teens, who gather beneath the obstacle and laugh in delight as they stare up at her panties.

Charlotte makes it across the rolling cylinders, and then you do the same, joining your girlfriend on the far side.

Charlotte giggles, her cheeks very red. “Those boys got quite an eyeful, didn’t they?” she says.

You grin and nod. “You were very generous,” you say.

“What next?” asks Charlotte.

You consider the possibilities, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“Righto,” says Charlotte, and the two of you head to the entrance to the tunnel, which is really just a long horizontal tube mounted about two feet above the gym floor. Inside the tube is a conveyor belt, which is continuously trying to move the tube’s occupants towards the entrance.

A television on the wall nearby shows front and rear views of people crawling through the tunnel – clearly there are cameras mounted inside it. “Well this will be fun for anyone watching the screens,” says Charlotte impishly, and you have to agree.

She goes through the tunnel first, and since her skirt rides up almost immediately, her panty-clad buttocks are on display for almost her entire crawl. Then you take your turn.

Charlotte watches the replay of her crawl on one of the monitors. “Hmm, I do have rather a nice bottom, don’t I?” she remarks.

“You do,” you agree fervently. “Oh my god, you do.”

“What next?” asks Charlotte.

You consider the possibilities, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says.

The course begins with a run along a balance beam, followed by a ladder climb up to a rope swing into a cargo net. The balance bridges come next, then a spiral chute leads down to the start of the moving tunnel. From the end of that, sloping planks lead up to the monkey bars, at the end of which is a trampoline jump to a rope that swings you to a sloping balance beam that descends to the foot of the climbing wall. Another chute leads from the top of the wall down to the finish line: a water tank, which quick-witted contestants can avoid falling into if they make use of two braking pads located either side of the bottom of the shoot. Much hilarity, of course, results from a spectacular splash.

Since the course is popular, and only one person can run it at a time, there is quite a queue at the start. Charlotte suggests you go first, and, twenty minutes later, you start your run. You come off at the mushroom caps and, to a smattering of polite applause, you make your way in embarrassment back to the beginning to watch Charlotte’s run.

She is already halfway up the ladder when you get there, her miniskirt not quite covering her panties. At the top she tugs it down, then swings across to the cargo net. Traversing this causes her skirt to ride up again, and once again she has to pull it down over her panties when she gets to the platform. You pull out your phone as she successfully jumps across the mushroom caps, and as she makes her way along the diverging ropes, you gleefully photograph her panties as her legs spread wider and wider apart.

By now a large crowd has gathered to watch Charlotte. As she slides down the chute, her skirt is up around her hips, and several people are ready with their phones to take photos or videos of her panties. She gets to her feet at the bottom, blushing furiously as she fixes her skirt, and then she heads into the moving tunnel. Cameras inside the tunnel beautifully capture her panty-clad buttocks, and more cameras film up her skirt during the ensuing monkey bar swing.

The trampoline jump to a hanging rope is Charlotte’s undoing. She misses the rope and squeals as she falls on to the air bags beneath. Much applause, however, hails her as she gets to her feet and waves happily, her skirt still bunched up around her hips.

“You were amazing!” you tell her as she rejoins you and pulls her skirt down.

“Thank you!” she pants. “That was so much fun!”

“For all of us,” you remark with a grin, and she giggles naughtily.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte puts up with your fondling of her breast for only a moment before she pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte quickly pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you fondle her breast for a minute or so, but then she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood to be groped right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you stroke her thigh for a minute or so, but when you reach her panties, she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as you begin fondling her breast, and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you slide your hand into her bra via her neckline and start caressing her breast directly. For the next ten minutes or so, hardly believing your luck, you squeeze and stroke her soft breast flesh and play gently with her nipple. When you attempt to scoop her breast out into the open, however, she finally stops you.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as she feels your hand on her thigh and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you reach her panties. For the next couple of minutes you stroke her pussy through her panties, and she even spreads her legs slightly to make it easier for you. When you slide your hand inside her panties and begin stroking her labia and clitoris, she moans softly and arches her back in her seat.

She widens her legs still further as you slip one finger inside her vagina and begin sliding it in and out, and she closes her eyes, no longer paying any attention to the movie. After five minutes of finger-fucking, she shudders in her seat and moans loudly in orgasm – fortunately during a loud part of the film. Then she collapses in a happy, relaxed heap, and she seems quite content for you to continue fingering her vagina for as long as you want.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte looks a little anxious. “There are cameras right beneath the monkey bars,” she says. “They’ll be looking right up my skirt.” She giggles. “Let’s do it.”

You head up a series of sloping planks to the start of the monkey bars, and start swinging across them. They are not widely spaced, but there are a lot of them, and it takes you a while to get across, by which time your biceps are burning.

Then it is Charlotte’s turn, and you are delighted to see her appear on a couple of the wall monitors, her legs swinging beneath her, her panties almost constantly on display.

She joins you at the end and says, “I didn’t see the monitors – what was the view like?”

“Brilliant,” you say with a grin.

She laughs, blushing. “Perhaps we’d better call it a night, before I expose myself any further. Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte giggles. “Okay,” she says, “if you don’t mind everyone in here getting a good long look at your girlfriend’s panties.”

“I’ll try to contain my jealousy,” you say with a grin.

You and Charlotte head over to the base of the climbing wall, where Charlotte, without needing to ask your preference, starts climbing first.

The footholds are not terribly far apart, at least not at first, but the leg-bending and flexing required to get from one to the other soon has Charlotte’s skirt riding up around her hips. You grin up at the exposed gusset of her cotton panties as she stretches her left leg over to the next foothold, knowing that the cameras at the foot of the wall are capturing the same view, just from a little farther off.

Charlotte stretches out her right foot toward another, even more distant foothold, and you realise that she is deliberately spreading her legs wider than necessary, since there are easier footholds available. And in this manner, she continues all the way to the top.

You join her atop the wall, where she grins at you and gives you a kiss, with her skirt still riding high around her hips and her panties fully on display. “Was I sexy?” she asks.

“Amazingly so, as you are well aware,” you reply with a smile.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” says Charlotte, as you descend via a ladder to floor level. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her buttocks, and she giggles as you begin to pull the back of her dress up. “Naughty,” she says disapprovingly, but she does not stop you, even when you have hiked her dress all the way up around her waist.

You kiss her passionately while massaging her bottom, and then you slide your hands down inside the back of her panties to stroke her buttocks directly.

“There’s a homeless guy over there, watching us,” you murmur to Charlotte.

“I hope he’s enjoying the view,” says Charlotte.

“I’m sure he is,” you say.

You drop Charlotte’s dress as her bus arrives, and she disengages from you. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says as she boards the bus.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her breast through her dress, and even lets you reach into her bra via her neckline. She shivers as you cup her breast with your hand.

A minute or so later, you tug the straps of her bra and dress off her left shoulder, and pull her dress and left bra cup downwards to expose her breast. At this point she stops you, and pulls her straps back up.

“Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my breast exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte chuckles, but makes no further comment. Then her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The two of you start taking each other’s clothes off, and soon find yourselves in bed together, naked.

As you sink your Vaseline-lubed erection into Charlotte’s vagina, she sighs happily and wraps her legs around your back. “Do it to me,” she whispers in your ear. “Do it hard!”

You are more than happy to oblige, and with the benefit of a little experience behind you, you manage to delay your orgasm until Charlotte is ready to climax with you. The result is spectacular, and the kiss Charlotte gives you afterwards speaks volumes about how she feels you performed.

You manage to repeat the performance about an hour later. Then Charlotte reluctantly says she has to leave, and you walk her to the bus stop.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

“Would this be the German pervert and the Scottish couch potato?” asks Charlotte in amusement.

“The very same,” you confirm. “I admit that they’re a little ... unrefined ... but aside from that they’re quite ... obnoxious.”

Charlotte laughs. “Then why do you hang out with them?” she asks. “Do they make you feel good about yourself?”

“No no, it’s not that,” you say, chuckling. “Honestly, they’re nice enough chaps – just lacking in a few social graces. As I am myself, of course. They’re just ... worse. But I get along well with them. I have fun playing video games and watching TV with them.”

“And I suppose you want to show off your sexy girlfriend to them,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

You cough in embarrassment. “Actually, yes,” you say. “Partly because they don’t seem to believe you exist.”

Charlotte laughs. “Well I’m happy to meet them. Lead on, MacDuff.”

“They’re probably both in Colin’s room,” you say, “playing video games.”

You head down the corridor to Colin’s room, with Charlotte in tow. Knocking on the door, you wait for Colin to say “Come in!” and then you enter. Sure enough, Adolf is there too.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Guess who I’ve brought to meet you.”

Both of your friends’ jaws drop as Charlotte appears. “Holy shit!” says Colin.

“She’s hot,” remarks Adolf. “You’ve really fucked her, dude?”

“Adolf!” you exclaim in a pained voice. “Get some manners, please!”

“He has, though,” says Charlotte candidly, as she tries not to laugh. “And he’s extremely good at it.”

You look at Charlotte with a grateful expression. Then you turn to Colin. “Are you going to be a nice host, Colin? Or should I consider this room a no-go zone while Charlotte’s with me?”

“Oh, yeah, no, I’m pleased to meet you Charlotte,” says Colin. He gestures towards his bed. “Have a seat.”

Charlotte sits down, and you sit next to her. “That’s a heck of a skirt, Charlotte,” says Adolf. “I just saw your knickers as you sat down.”

“For fuck’s sake, Adolf!” you exclaim, as Charlotte quickly clasps her hands in her lap.

“What?” he says, aggrieved. “You’ve no problem with me saying shit like that normally. Suddenly I’ve got to behave myself just because you want to impress your bit of fluff?”

“Yes!” you say.

Adolf rolls his eyes. “She’s your girlfriend, mate, not mine. You can behave all prim and proper if you like; I’m not obliged to.”

“Then you can go and be a wanker in your own room,” says Colin, “if you can’t behave yourself, Adolf.”

Adolf sighs. “Fine,” he says. “I’ll be nice. Do you like video games, Charlotte?”

“Not especially,” says Charlotte.

Adolf shakes his head in disgust.

“How about TV?” asks Colin. “Movies?”

“Some,” says Charlotte. “If it’s not disgusting or violent.”

Adolf snorts. “That rules out most of Colin’s collection, then,” he says. “Porn, horror, sex comedies, sci-fi...”

“I like sci-fi,” says Charlotte. “If it’s intelligent.”

“You have Silent Running, don’t you Colin?” you say. “I bet you’d like that, Charlotte.”

“I’d watch that again,” says Colin.

“Ugh,” says Adolf. “Fuckin’ Joan Baez hippy crap.”

“It’s good, trust me,” you assure Charlotte.

Your girlfriend shrugs. “I’m game,” she says.

Halfway through the movie, Adolf leans over and presses Pause on the remote. “I need a slash,” he says.

“Can’t we continue without you?” asks Colin. “I thought you didn’t like this film.”

“Doesn’t mean I want to miss part of it!” says Adolf, heading for the door.

You chuckle. “What do you think so far?” you ask Charlotte.

“I’m quite enjoying it,” she says. “It’s a little dated, but I can usually place old films in the context of their time and enjoy them on that level.”

When Adolf returns a minute later, Colin says, “Anyone want a drink?”

“What have you got?” asks Charlotte.

“Lager and Coke – both in cans under my desk,” says Colin. He leers at Charlotte’s legs. “Help yourself.”

You immediately imagine the view Colin and Adolf will have if Charlotte crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Charlotte.

Wait to see if she will get it herself.

“I’ll get it,” you say. “What do you fancy, Charlotte?”

“Coke please,” says Charlotte.

You get on your hands and knees and crawl beneath Colin’s desk, where you find, right at the back, a pack of Coca-Cola cans shrink-wrapped in plastic. On top of this is a pack of lager cans, which you first have to lift off in order to tackle the shrink-wrapping. The plastic is harder than it looks, and you have some difficulty tearing at it with your fingers in order to get one of the cans out for Charlotte. It takes some time, and you can imagine the view you and your friends would be getting if Charlotte had done this instead of you.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

You are just starting to back out at this point, but you crawl back to the drinks and extract another can of Coke and a can of lager. Finally emerging and getting up, you distribute the drinks and sit back down.

After the movie finishes, Charlotte says, “Well, this was fun, but I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

“It was nice meeting you,” says Charlotte to your friends.

“Nice meeting you too,” says Colin, and Adolf nods while craning his neck to get a look up her skirt as Charlotte gets up.

As you walk Charlotte to the bus stop, she says, “Does it always smell like that in Colin’s room?”

You chuckle. “Pretty much,” you say. “Should I assume this was a one-off experiment, never to be repeated?”

“Not at all,” says Charlotte. “I’d be uncomfortable being alone with them, I think, but as long as you’re there with me ... there’s something fascinating and almost exciting about being ogled so blatantly.”

“Oh!” you say, rather surprised by this reaction.

“Who knows,” says Charlotte with a mischievous grin, “it might even be fun to tease them with flashes of my panties. Only if you’d enjoy that, of course.”

“I’ll have to think about that,” you reply.

Charlotte is clearly thinking about it. “You know,” she says, “it’s probably time I graduated to some more exciting underwear. What would you think if I started wearing thongs?”

“That would be… awesome!” you say happily.

Charlotte grins. “I’ll do that then,” she says.

You arrive at the bus stop, and give Charlotte a kiss. The bus arrives and takes her away, and you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

“Hmm, on second thoughts I think I’ll pass,” says Charlotte with a smirk.

“Suit yourself,” says Colin with a shrug.

After the movie finishes, Charlotte says, “Well, this was fun, but I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

“It was nice meeting you,” says Charlotte to your friends.

“Nice meeting you too,” says Colin, and Adolf nods while craning his neck to get a look up her skirt as Charlotte gets up.

As you walk Charlotte to the bus stop, she says, “Does it always smell like that in Colin’s room?”

You chuckle. “Pretty much,” you say. “Should I assume this was a one-off experiment, never to be repeated?”

“Not at all,” says Charlotte. “I’d be uncomfortable being alone with them, I think, but as long as you’re there with me ... there’s something fascinating and almost exciting about being ogled so blatantly.”

“Oh!” you say, rather surprised by this reaction.

“Who knows,” says Charlotte with a mischievous grin, “it might even be fun to tease them with flashes of my panties. Only if you’d enjoy that, of course.”

“I’ll have to think about that,” you reply.

Charlotte is clearly thinking about it. “You know,” she says, “it’s probably time I graduated to some more exciting underwear. What would you think if I started wearing thongs?”

“That would be… awesome!” you say happily.

Charlotte grins. “I’ll do that then,” she says.

You arrive at the bus stop, and give Charlotte a kiss. The bus arrives and takes her away, and you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Wow!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing an incredibly short sundress that, you guess, covers her panties with only an inch or two to spare, as well as exposing a considerable amount of cleavage. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles as she feels your hand on her breast, and calmly takes notes while you massage it. Growing bolder, you sink your hand into the neckline of her dress and into her bra, and you squeeze and fondle her soft flesh, and gently tease her nipple, for a couple of minutes before she nervously pulls your hand out. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly seems happy to let you caress the bare skin of her thigh, making no objection even when your hand dips beneath the hem of her dress. As your fingers start to brush against the crotch of her panties, she parts her legs slightly, and her cheeks become a little flushed as you begin stroking her pussy through her panties.

You reach higher, and slide your hand down inside the front of her panties. As you cup her pussy and start gently rubbing her clitoris, she clutches the desk with her hands, closes her eyes, and begins to utter excited gasps. When you insert your finger into her vagina, however, she finally pushes your hand away and whispers, “You’re getting me too excited – let’s continue this later, okay?”

With the boundary thus set, you spend much of the rest of the lecture stroking Polly’s thigh and panties. She does not seem to mind this at all.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly’s eyes widen. “Not in the middle of a lecture,” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. Then she smiles, and reaches out to give your hand a squeeze.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes crimson, and whispers, “I think the professor might object.”

You snort with laughter and grin at her. She smiles back rather shyly, and you wonder what she is thinking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly shivers, and whispers, “Not during a lecture! Later, okay?”

After the lecture, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly hesitates for a moment, then nods. When the professor next turns his back, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and the two of you make your way up to the top floor maintenance room, which fortunately you find empty.

You spend a few minutes kissing and cuddling with Polly. She even lets you put your hand up her dress and down into her panties, and she moans softly as you gently caress her labia and clitoris. Then she gasps as you slide your middle finger into her vagina and begin gently thrusting it in and out.

You kiss her deeply for a long moment, then say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do another poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked again.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. The hem of her ultra-short dress rides up, exposing the lower curves of her buttocks. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up to reveal her panties.

Polly smiles. “Sure,” she says, “I’d love that!”

“Awesome!” you say happily.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

Polly looks around nervously. “In the middle of lab?” she says. “Are you crazy?”

“You could sneak out to the toilets as soon as you’ve done it,” you reply. “I doubt anyone would notice.”

“In this dress?” says Polly. “I’m not so sure!”

“Okay, never mind then,” you say, smiling at her.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

At five o’clock, you catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Polly. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Polly giggles. “Okay,” she says.

“Awesome!” you say with a grin.

Polly turns around, hikes up her dress, bends her knees slightly, and strains. A small bulge forms in her white cotton/Lycra panties; it quickly grows larger as Polly pushes out more and more poo, swelling to the size of a grapefruit. At this point, Polly stops.

“There’s more to come,” she says cheerfully, “but I want to save some for later.”

You grin happily. “You’re wonderful, Polly,” you tell her.

Polly giggles and straightens up, dropping her dress; its hem stops about two inches short of covering her bulging panties. “Well, I’d better go and clean up,” she says.

Still admiring her panties, you reply,

“Okay.”

“Wait ... would you mind going to lunch with me like that?”

Polly laughs. “Silly thing – how could I possibly go shorter than this?”

You grin. “Well I dare say it would mean permanent exposure of your panties,” you say. “Which, of course, would be terrible...”

Polly chuckles. “And by ‘terrible’ I suppose you mean ‘awesome’?” she says in amusement.

“Ah yes, that’s the word,” you agree.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly blushes. “Okay,” she says, “just for a moment, though.” She lifts her dress up over her head and takes it off entirely, then she reaches back, unclasps her bra, and takes it off. Finally, she kicks off her shoes, pulls down her panties, and steps out of them.

“Wow!” you exclaim in delight.

Polly smiles, and gives you a naked twirl. “You like?” she says.

“You’re beautiful!” you tell her.

Polly beams. “Thank you!” she says.

You take her in your arms and kiss her, then you...

Pull her down to the floor.

Let her get dressed.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly gasps. “Naughty,” she murmurs.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say, grinning as you sensuously massage her bottom. “You do have such a lovely arse.”

Then, encouraged by Polly’s lack of objection, you...

Gently tug her dress upwards to expose her panties.

Bend down and slide your hand up her dress to feel her panties.

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties. She gasps and looks around anxiously as you caress her bottom through the flimsy material. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she says.

Further down the same bench at which you are working are Roddy and Neil, two fellow students with an abundance of intelligence but a shortage of charisma. As you glance their way, you notice Neil staring at Polly’s bottom. Then Polly notices too, and with an “Oh my God!” she straightens up and tugs her dress down in embarrassment.

Neil grins and gives you a double thumbs-up, then he gets back to work. “I think we got away with it,” you whisper to Polly.

Polly’s cheeks are very pink. “That was embarrassing,” she says, “but also quite exciting!”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and walk to the bar, where you buy her a drink. While she sips at it, you...

Say, “Polly, would you do another poo in your panties for me please?”

Challenge her to a game of pool.

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass beneath the spreading boughs of an oak tree.

Polly lies down on her back and smiles up at you. Lying on your side next to her, propped up on one elbow, you bend your head down and start kissing her softly. Then you...

Ask her to do another poo in her panties.

Slide your hand up her thigh to her panties.

Polly giggles nervously. “Here? Now?” she says.

You nod.

“Way too public!” she says. “I don’t want to make a spectacle of myself.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly agrees, and the two of you begin playing pool. Polly’s dress is so short that, whenever she bends over the table to take a shot, her hem rises up to reveal a little of her panties – a fact which is not lost on several interested male spectators, who start cheering her on. Between shots, she acts all embarrassed and coy, but you can tell she is loving the attention.

Polly is not a very good player, and you win three games in a row. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly lifts her head up and looks around nervously. “Too many people passing too close by,” she says. “Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

You run your hand up Polly’s thigh, and your wrist drags the hem her dress upward until it reaches the level of her panties. Then, as you begin to stroke her pussy through the white material, Polly looks around nervously. “People are passing by,” she says.

“Oh dear,” you say, smiling at her. “I suppose they’re going to see your panties.”

“I suppose they are,” says Polly, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and excitement.

You pull her dress up higher, to uncover her panties completely. “Spread your legs apart a little,” you tell her.

Polly hesitates, then she moves her feet about fifteen inches apart. “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” she says. She sees two female students pass by, staring at her in obvious disapproval, and she quickly closes her legs and pulls her dress down. “Sorry,” she says.

“Why are you apologising?” you ask her with a smile. “You were amazing.” And you kiss her passionately.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly gasps as she feels your hand come into contact with her panties, but she does not stop you. You begin to rub her pussy through the material, and she moans softly. But as you pull the gusset to one side and begin to slide your middle finger into her vagina, she straightens up and turns around. “Okay, that’s enough,” she says, her face very flushed. “Later, okay?”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

With her bulging panties sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her dress, Polly furtively sneaks to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly giggles. “Don’t be silly,” she says. “The smell would put everyone off their lunch. And however would I sit down?”

“Fair points,” you concede.

“I’ll be right back,” she says.

With her bulging panties sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her dress, Polly furtively sneaks to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her pussy through her panties, and even lets you get your hand inside, but when you try to work your finger into her vagina, she gently pushes your hand away with an apologetic smile. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her pussy through her panties, which she seems quite happy for you to do.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her thigh, and even lets you stroke her pussy through the flimsy material of her panties, but when you try to work your hand inside her panties, she gently pushes it away. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her thigh.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

After the lecture, you and Polly head outside, where Polly asks, “So, where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then say...

“Pasta La Vista.”

“The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sounds good,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress, who looks disapprovingly at Polly’s dress, takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you remark...

That you would love to see her in shorter dresses.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

“Okay, cool,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and, while you are waiting, you remark...

That you would love to see her riding the bull.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

Polly laughs. “Don’t be silly!” she says. “I don’t think they’d let me in here if I wore anything shorter than this!”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

“Maybe in a longer dress,” says Polly, “but this one wouldn’t hide my poo.”

“True,” you concede.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles and looks over at the bull. “All right,” she says, “I’ll do it!”

“Awesome!” you say.

Polly gets up and skips over to the bull, looking both excited and anxious. The man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up, and she climbs on to the bull’s back.

As the bull lurches into life, Polly clutches the handle and holds on tightly, and she bends down over its back in an apparent attempt to keep her centre of gravity low. This of course exposes part of her panty-clad bottom. The operator, seeing this, begins to shake the bull from side to side; this causes Polly’s dress to ride up higher, giving you (and other people) a prolonged look at her white panties and jiggling buttocks.

Then the bucking begins in earnest, and Polly is soon thrown off. She returns to your table, giggling. “That was fun!” she says. “Did you get a nice view of my panties?”

“Yup!” you reply with a grin. “As did everyone else. Thank you – that was brilliant.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

“Maybe in a longer dress,” says Polly, “but this one wouldn’t hide my poo.”

“True,” you concede.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Polly hums and haas about what she is in the mood for. Eventually she asks you to choose, and you decide to watch...

An action thriller.

A romantic comedy.

A horror film.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says shyly.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. Then you...

Strip her down to her panties.

Ask if she would like to hang out with your friends for a bit.

The movie is loud, violent, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is sweet, silly, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

The movie is gory, predictable, and not particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly giggles nervously. “Are you showing my panties off again?” she inquires innocently.

“I am indeed,” you reply with a grin. “And believe me – people are looking.”

Polly giggles again. “This is so naughty!” she shouts.

You caress and squeeze her buttocks through her panties for a few more minutes. Then you let her dress fall to cover her bottom again, and turn her around to face away from you. Putting your arms around her waist, you hike up her dress again to expose her panties at the front. This time Polly can see the faces of the men ogling her, and she gasps in alarm and excitement. You are very proud of her for continuing to dance, regardless.

After a couple of hours in the club, during which you continue frequently to expose her panties to strangers, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

As you expose her shoulder and pull her bra cup down, Polly squeals and pulls it back up. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

“Sure,” replies Polly, “but outside, okay?”

The two of you head outside, find a quiet side-street, and stop under a streetlamp. Thanks to the lamp, the spot is very brightly illuminated, and as Polly turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, her white bikini-cut panties are highly visible. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Polly turns back around and drops her dress. “I should probably go home now,” she says. “Can you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” you reply.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for an amazing evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay,” says Polly happily.

You pull the gusset of her panties to one side, and slowly slide your erection into her vagina. As you begin to thrust, Polly strains, and when you reach down to feel the back of her panties, you find the material bulging outwards as Polly pushes out her poo.

Polly apparently is so excited by doing a poo while being fucked, that she reaches her orgasm even before you do. After you have pumped your semen deep inside her, you roll off her and lie next to her, panting.

“That was wonderful,” sighs Polly. Then she turns to you and smiles. “Want to see the results? It won’t be very impressive I’m afraid – I deliberately held back because I don’t want my bulgy panties showing beneath my dress.”

“Understandable,” you say.

Polly climbs out of bed. Her panties are bulging with a modest, orange-sized quantity of poo.

“Very nice,” you say with a smile.

“Okay,” says Polly, “I’d better go home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. As the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay, that’s fine,” says Polly with a smile.

You pull her panties off, and slowly slide your erection inside her. You begin easing yourself in and out of her, and soon settle into a rhythm of vigorous thrusting.

It feels so good to be inside Polly that it is not long before you are groaning in orgasmic pleasure as you spurt your semen inside her. Then, panting, you lie down next to her and cuddle with her for a few minutes.

Polly kisses you, then says, “Want to see me do a poo in my panties now?”

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“Do you mind if we just cuddle?”

To your surprise and delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. But when you start playing with her nipple, she giggles and pulls your hand out.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. As you begin stroking her pussy through her panties, she smiles and parts her legs for you. Encouraged, you slip your hand inside the front of her panties and begin caressing her labia and clitoris with your fingers. When you slip one finger inside her, however, she giggles and pulls your hand out of her panties. “That’s enough of that,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out of her dress. “Behave,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly giggles and pulls your hand out from between her legs. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

To your delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. When you start playing with her nipple, she giggles a little, but does not stop you. Getting bolder, you slip her dress and bra strap off her shoulder, scoop her breast out into the open, and you bend down to take her nipple into your mouth. She tolerates this only for a few seconds, however, before she pushes you away and replaces her clothing. “Don’t get carried away!” she whispers.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. She giggles, but does not stop you, so you start stroking her pussy through her panties. After half a minute of this, you reach higher, then slide your hand down inside her panties, so that you are cupping her bare pussy. As you slide one finger between her labia and start to stroke her clitoris, she stops you. “Not here, you horny bugger,” she whispers breathlessly.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly grins, climbs out of bed, and pulls on her panties. Turning away from you, she squats with her feet spread apart. She strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

“Okay,” says Polly, “I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. When the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Not at all!” says Polly with a smile. “That sounds nice.”

You cuddle and talk for over an hour, after which you are horny again. Fortunately, so is Polly, and she sighs happily as you plunge your erection back into her vagina.

This time, you last long enough for Polly to reach her own climax. Afterwards, she climbs out of bed. “I’d better go,” she says.

You both get dressed, and then you walk Polly to the bus stop. The bus arrives soon afterwards, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“What are you doing?” asks Polly, wide-eyed, as you lay her down on the floor. Then, as you lower your jeans, she says, “You’re crazy! We can’t have sex here! What if someone comes?”

“A calculated risk,” you say, but Polly pushes you away.

“I’d like to – God I’d like to!” she says, “but I’m too worried about getting caught and kicked out of Uni. And if I’m worrying, I can’t enjoy it.”

“I understand,” you say. “Sorry.”

“No need to be sorry,” she says with a smile. She gets up and puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

You let her go, and she quickly puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

You help Polly out of her dress and bra, and she kicks off her shoes. Then she climbs into bed while you take off your own clothes.

You climb into bed with her, where you kiss and play with her breasts for a few moments. Then Polly says, “Want me to do a poo in my panties while we’re having sex?”

You suck on her right nipple for a few more seconds, then you say...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

“Oh, sure, if you want,” says Polly.

You and Polly head to Colin’s room and knock on the door. “Come in!” calls Colin’s voice. You enter, and find Adolf and Colin playing Colin’s favourite new X-Box game, ‘Miranda Goes to Hell’.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Polly.”

“Come in and sit yourselves down,” says Colin. “Want me to load up Planet Run?”

“Sure,” you say.

Adolf leers at Polly as she sits down. “Another nice dress,” he remarks.

Colin saves his game, pops it out, and replaces it with Planet Run. Then he tosses controllers to you, Polly and Adolf. “Grab a pew,” he says, indicating his bed. You sit down next to Polly, and the first race begins.

After a couple of races, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to a can of lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

You immediately imagine Colin and Adolf ogling Polly’s panties as she crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Polly.

Wait to see if she will get it herself.

“What do you fancy, Polly?” you ask.

“I’d love a Coke please,” says Polly.

You get on your hands and knees and crawl beneath Colin’s desk, where you spend a few moments extracting a can of Coca-Cola from its unhelpfully tough plastic shrink-wrapping.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

You are just starting to back out at this point, but you crawl back to the drinks and extract another can of Coke and a can of lager. Finally emerging and getting up, you distribute the drinks and sit back down.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside and walk to the bus stop, where Polly says, “Want to see me do a poo?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly says nothing, so you shrug and continue with the game.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside and walk to the bus stop, where Polly says, “Want to see me do a poo?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly stops. “I’d do more,” she says regretfully, “but I don’t want it to show beneath my dress. That’s the trade-off, unfortunately, if you want me to wear dresses this short.”

“Understandable,” you say, a little disappointed.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large orange. At this point Polly pauses, but then she strains again, and the bulge spreads out and grows, reaching and then exceeding grapefruit-sized. At this point she stops. “Oh God,” she says, dropping her dress and standing up straight. “I should have stopped sooner, but I’m just feeling so horny! How much does it show?”

Her panties are sagging about an inch and a half below the hem of her dress. “Not much,” you say. “I don’t think a casual glance would notice it.” Then you grin. “It’s a truly beautiful sight though – there’s something really erotic about the combination of your poo-filled panties and a dress that’s too short to cover them.”

“Really?” says Polly, wide-eyed. “You think so?”

“Absolutely,” you say, staring at the broad curve of white material extending below the hem of her blue minidress. “It’s kind of hypnotic.”

Polly smiles happily. Then she says, “Just a moment,” and strains again. The bulge begins to push lower, bringing more of Polly’s panties into view. When it reaches three inches below her hem, she stops. “How’s that?” she asks shyly.

“Wow,” you say. “Hold on – let me take a photo.” You pull out your phone and photograph Polly as she smiles at you. Then you show her the picture. “You see that?” you say to her. “I think that’s probably my favourite thing that I’ve ever seen.”

Polly giggles. “I’m glad you like it so much! I have to admit it does look pretty cool – though most people wouldn’t see it that way.”

“Fortunately, I’m not most people,” you tell her with a smile.

“No, you’re not,” says Polly. She sighs happily, puts her arms around your neck, and kisses you. “You know,” she says, “I’ve been so deathly afraid of other people discovering my fetish that I’ve done us both a disservice, I think. As scary as it might be to do so, I’m going to try to worry less about what other people think, and do more to make both you and myself happy.”

“I like the sound of that,” you say with a smile. “But will you be okay, getting on the bus like that?”

Polly nods. “I’ll just make sure the driver doesn’t see me from the back. The bus will be practically empty at this time anyway.”

“Speaking of which,” you say, hearing a bus approach.

Polly gives you another kiss as the bus pulls up next to you. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are delighted to see that she is wearing, along with a tank top, a very short, tight, stretchy miniskirt that stops only a couple of inches below her buttocks. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning, lover.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily. “Love the skirt!”

“Thank you,” she replies with a grin. “And I’m wearing a thong!”

“Awesome!” you say.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Charlotte pretends not to notice your hand on her breast, even when you start massaging it through her top. After five minutes or so, however, she gently pushes your hand away. “You’re a naughty man, Sweetie,” she whispers reprovingly.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte does not immediately react as you place your hand on her thigh, and you begin to gently caress her smooth skin. A couple of minutes later, as you start to slide your hand up her skirt, she smiles to herself, and parts her legs slightly. Encouraged by this, you move your hand up to her thong, and begin to run her pussy through the flimsy material. When you try to work your hand inside her thong, however, she gently pushes it away. “Not now,” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. She smirks slightly at the joke, then she leans over and whispers, “Pay attention, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte smiles. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte lets you hold her hand for a few moments, then she withdraws it when you need to start taking notes again.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Quietly ask her for a blow-job.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’d like that too,” she murmurs. “Patience, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Quietly ask her for a blow-job.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte stares at you. “You are joking, right?” she says.

“No, I’m serious!” you reply.

“Take a cold shower, you lunatic,” she murmurs.

After the lecture, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte smiles at you. “Patience, Sweetie,” she whispers. “We’ll get some alone time at lunch.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. She turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and...

Grab her buttocks with both hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Pull her skirt up around her waist.

Charlotte grins. “Absolutely,” she replies.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte laughs. “Any shorter than this and I’d get kicked out for indecency!” she says.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you soon have her...

Top bunched up around her armpits and her bra exposed.

Skirt bunched up around her waist and her white thong exposed.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. Despite the fact that people are regularly walking by, Charlotte responds passionately when you kiss her, and even allows you to lay her down on the grass. Then, while kissing her deeply, you...

Run your hand up inside her top.

Slide your hand up her miniskirt.

Charlotte smiles, and allows you to cuddle her from the side for a couple of minutes. Then she murmurs, “The professor keeps looking up at us; better stop, Sweetie.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“True,” you agree.

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you say goodbye to Charlotte, and catch the bus back to Juniper Hall. You spend most of the evening alone in your room, thinking about her. You are falling in love with her, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “Now now, Sweetie,” she chides you gently.

“The view was irresistible,” you say with a grin.

Charlotte rolls her eyes and gets back to work.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

You manage to get your hand almost all the way up between Charlotte’s thighs before she gasps and turns around, pushing your hand away. “Don’t be naughty!” she says disapprovingly..

“Sorry,” you say, with an unapologetic grin.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte gasps as you hoist her skirt up, exposing a skimpy white thong. To her credit, though, she does not immediately pull her skirt down. Instead, she looks around nervously for a few seconds to make sure nobody is watching. “We’re in the middle of lab!” she says anxiously as you massage her buttocks. Then she turns around, tugging her skirt down. “Later, Sweetie!” she says firmly.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte smiles, and allows you to cuddle her from the side for a couple of minutes. Then she murmurs, “The professor keeps looking up at us; better stop, Sweetie.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you head outside with Charlotte, who says, “So, where are we going?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“True,” you agree.

As the lecture finishes, you and Charlotte head outside.

“All right Sweetie,” says Charlotte, “where are we going to eat this evening?”

“Well,” you say, “I thought we might go and eat at...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

Charlotte glances around nervously as you start to massage her breasts through her exposed bra. “I do hope someone doesn’t come along,” she mutters, but you silence her with a kiss to which she eagerly responds.

You reach around behind Charlotte as you kiss her, and manage to unclasp her bra. This allows you to lift the cups of the bra away from her breasts, which you start to kiss before she stops you.

“That’s enough of that, you crazy fool,” she whispers, reaching back to fasten her bra. “You’re going to get us both in trouble!”

She pulls her top down, and for the rest of the lunch hour you have to content yourself with fondling her breasts through her top.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Naughty man,” Charlotte mutters, looking around nervously as you begin to caress her pussy through her thong. Then she moans as you slide your hand into the front of her thong and begin stroking her labia and clitoris. When you gently insert a finger into her vagina, she gasps and clutches your shoulders.

You finger-fuck her for the next five minutes, until she shudders in orgasm, squealing into the back of her hand.

“Oh my goodness!” she pants. “Thank you!” Then, as if coming to her senses, she pushes you away and quickly tugs her skirt back down. “Perhaps we should just sit down and read?” she says.

You silence her with another kiss, and behave relatively well for the rest of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte does not stop you, and you spend a couple of minutes caressing her left breast through her bra. Then, when you try to slip your hand beneath the underwire of her bra, she clamps her hand down on yours. “Let’s not get too carried away right now, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, reluctantly withdrawing your hand.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte gasps as she feels your hand sliding all the way up her thigh to her thong. “Not here!” she says, pushing your arm away. She looks up at you a little ruefully. “Not that I don’t want you to, but this is rather too public a place.”

You look around at the passing students eyeing you curiously. “I suppose so,” you agree reluctantly.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would like to have dinner with you.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Good choice,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress, who glances disapprovingly at Charlotte’s skirt, takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you...

Engage her in idle chit-chat.

Ask her if she would consider going to lectures without a bra.

“Okay,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you...

Chat idly with her.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “I don’t think so,” she says. “I may have become somewhat more shameless in what I wear, under your influence, but I’m not quite THAT shameless.”

“That’s a shame,” you say, and she laughs.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says, “I’ll give it another go.”

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

She walks over to the bull, and the man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up. Charlotte climbs on to the bull’s back with as much modesty as she can muster, and grips the handle with her right hand. As the bull begins to slowly buck and rotate, she adjusts her position accordingly.

Her tiny skirt rides up immediately to expose her buttocks, and the white thong nestling between them, but she makes no attempt to tug it down, choosing instead to focus on her balance. As a result, her thong is soon fully exposed, with an inch of skin showing above it.

The bull tips forwards sharply, and Charlotte is thrown down flat on to the bull’s back. Then it starts to make small, rhythmic bucking motions, and Charlotte’s delightful bottom bounces up and down as if she is humping the bull. Several young men have by now gathered around the bull and are whooping in Charlotte’s support.

Then the bucking becomes suddenly more intense, and Charlotte is thrown off. The young men all cheer as she gets to her feet, red-faced and with her thong entirely on display. She gives the men a wave, then returns to your table, casually tugging her skirt down as she walks.

“That was fantastic!” you say enthusiastically. “So sexy!”

“Thank you,” says Charlotte with a grin. “I love showing off my undies – it’s so wonderfully immodest!”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte nods. “Okay,” she says.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Charlotte peruses the options with little apparent interest. You have your own ideas, however, and buy tickets for...

A period drama.

A crime thriller.

A lowbrow comedy.

“I’d love to,” says Charlotte with a grin.

The obstacle gym is just a short bus ride away. Inside, you buy tickets for two hours, stow your bags in lockers by the front desk, then you both head into the obstacle course, where a young man in a bandana explains your options.

“What do you think we should tackle first?” asks Charlotte, looking around.

You ponder the options, then say...

“The rope swing and cargo net.”

“The balance bridges.”

“The moving tunnel.”

“Let’s run the whole course.”

Charlotte smiles. “Okay,” she says.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Charlotte up to your room. There, you...

Begin kissing and undressing her.

Ask her if she would like to hang out with your friends.

The movie is lengthy, talky, and rather dull, but Charlotte seems to enjoy it. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is good, but rather violent, and Charlotte seems uncomfortable with some of the scenes. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

The movie is painfully unfunny, with some moments that make you cringe in your seat. Halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her neck while...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

“Okay,” says Charlotte, shivering slightly. The two of you first have to climb a ladder on to a high platform; Charlotte winks at you before she ascends ahead of you, and you gleefully look up her skirt, feasting your eyes on her bottom and the thin strip of white material between her buttocks. At the top, Charlotte lets you take the lead, and you pull on a slim rope to bring a larger rope within reach.

Grabbing this larger rope, you jump from the platform and swing into a vertical cargo net, which you then traverse to get to another platform, from which you descend to the floor via another ladder.

Charlotte follows you, and as she traverses the cargo net, you gleefully see that her skirt is riding halfway up her buttocks and exposing her thong. As she reaches the platform, she grins and blushes as she pulls her skirt down.

“Just beautiful!” you compliment her, and she chuckles.

“What now?” she asks.

You look around, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“All right,” says Charlotte, and you make your way over to the ramp leading up to the start of the balance bridges. The first is a series of wobbly platforms shaped like mushroom caps, the second is a pair of tightropes that gradually diverge, and the third is a chain of rolling cylinders. As you climb the ramp, you see people up ahead of you falling off, at various stages, on to the air bags beneath.

Charlotte heads across first; she makes it most of the way across the mushroom caps, then takes a tumble, and with a shriek falls headlong down to the soft landing below. Her legs flail as she rolls on to her back, and you get a nice view of her white thong before she reaches the solid floor and fixes her clothing.

You yourself manage to get across the mushroom caps, but lose your balance on the diverging ropes; rolling off the air bags, you rejoin Charlotte, who says, “Well that was a little embarrassing! Let’s try again.”

On her second attempt, Charlotte makes it across the mushroom caps, and then does well on the diverging ropes, although by the end of them her legs are spread almost forty-five degrees – a fact which is not lost on a group of boys in their mid-teens, who gather beneath the obstacle and laugh in delight as they stare up at her thong.

Charlotte makes it across the rolling cylinders, and then you do the same, joining your girlfriend on the far side.

Charlotte giggles, her cheeks very red. “Those boys got quite an eyeful, didn’t they?” she says.

You grin and nod. “You were very generous,” you say.

“What next?” asks Charlotte.

You consider the possibilities, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

“Righto,” says Charlotte, and the two of you head to the entrance to the tunnel, which is really just a long horizontal tube mounted about two feet above the gym floor. Inside the tube is a conveyor belt, which is continuously trying to move the tube’s occupants towards the entrance.

A television on the wall nearby shows front and rear views of people crawling through the tunnel – clearly there are cameras mounted inside it. “Well this will be fun for anyone watching the screens,” says Charlotte impishly, and you have to agree.

She goes through the tunnel first, and since her skirt rides up almost immediately, her buttocks and thong are on display for almost her entire crawl. Then you take your turn.

Charlotte watches the replay of her crawl on one of the monitors. “Hmm, I do have rather a nice bottom, don’t I?” she remarks.

“You do,” you agree fervently. “Oh my god, you do.”

“What next?” asks Charlotte.

You consider the possibilities, then say, “Let’s...

Try the monkey bars.”

Try the climbing wall.”

Run the whole course.”

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says.

The course begins with a run along a balance beam, followed by a ladder climb up to a rope swing into a cargo net. The balance bridges come next, then a spiral chute leads down to the start of the moving tunnel. From the end of that, sloping planks lead up to the monkey bars, at the end of which is a trampoline jump to a rope that swings you to a sloping balance beam that descends to the foot of the climbing wall. Another chute leads from the top of the wall down to the finish line: a water tank, which quick-witted contestants can avoid falling into if they make use of two braking pads located either side of the bottom of the shoot. Much hilarity, of course, results from a spectacular splash.

Since the course is popular, and only one person can run it at a time, there is quite a queue at the start. Charlotte suggests you go first, and, twenty minutes later, you start your run. You make it all the way to the trampoline, but misjudge your jump and fail to catch the rope. To the sound of polite applause, you make your way back to the beginning to watch Charlotte’s run.

She is already halfway up the ladder when you get there, her miniskirt not quite covering her buttocks. At the top she tugs it down, then swings across to the cargo net. Traversing this causes her skirt to ride up again, and once again she has to pull it down over her thong when she gets to the platform. You pull out your phone as she successfully jumps across the mushroom caps, and as she makes her way along the diverging ropes, you gleefully photograph her thong as her legs spread wider and wider apart.

By now a large crowd has gathered to watch Charlotte. As she slides down the chute, her skirt is up around her hips, and several people are ready with their phones to take photos or videos of her thong. She gets to her feet at the bottom, blushing furiously as she fixes her skirt, and then she heads into the moving tunnel. Cameras inside the tunnel beautifully capture her buttocks, and more cameras film up her skirt during the ensuing monkey bar swing.

The trampoline jump to a hanging rope is Charlotte’s undoing. She manages to catch the rope, but loses her grip and squeals as she falls on to the air bags beneath. Much applause, however, hails her as she gets to her feet and waves happily, her skirt still bunched up around her hips.

“You were amazing!” you tell her as she rejoins you and pulls her skirt down.

“Thank you!” she pants. “That was so much fun!”

“For all of us,” you remark with a grin, and she giggles naughtily.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte puts up with your fondling of her breast for only a moment before she pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte quickly pushes your hand away. “Behave yourself – I’m trying to watch the film!” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you fondle her breast for a minute or so, but then she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood to be groped right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte lets you stroke her thigh for a minute or so, but when you reach her thong, she pushes your hand away. “Sorry – just not in the mood right now,” she whispers.

You reluctantly settle back in your seat and watch the rest of the movie without further naughtiness. Afterwards, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as you begin fondling her breast, and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you slide your hand into her bra via her neckline and start caressing her breast directly. For the next ten minutes or so, hardly believing your luck, you squeeze and stroke her soft breast flesh and play gently with her nipple. When you attempt to scoop her breast out into the open, however, she finally stops you.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte smiles as she feels your hand on her thigh and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you reach her thong. For the next couple of minutes you stroke her pussy through her thong, and she even spreads her legs slightly to make it easier for you. When you slide your hand inside her thong and begin stroking her labia and clitoris, she moans softly and arches her back in her seat.

She widens her legs still further as you slip one finger inside her vagina and begin sliding it in and out, and she closes her eyes, no longer paying any attention to the movie. After five minutes of finger-fucking, she shudders in her seat and moans loudly in orgasm – fortunately during a loud part of the film. Then she collapses in a happy, relaxed heap, and she seems quite content for you to continue fingering her vagina for as long as you want.

After the movie, you wait for Charlotte in the foyer while she changes back into her dress, and then you walk her to the bus stop. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte grins. “There are cameras right beneath the monkey bars,” she says. “They’ll be looking right up my skirt.” She giggles. “Let’s do it.”

You head up a series of sloping planks to the start of the monkey bars, and start swinging across them. They are not widely spaced, but there are a lot of them, and it takes you a while to get across, by which time your biceps are burning.

Then it is Charlotte’s turn, and you are delighted to see her appear on a couple of the wall monitors, her legs swinging beneath her, her thong almost constantly on display.

She joins you at the end and says, “I didn’t see the monitors – what was the view like?”

“Brilliant,” you say with a grin.

She laughs, blushing. “Perhaps we’d better call it a night, before I expose myself any further. Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte giggles. “Okay,” she says, “if you don’t mind everyone in here getting a good long look at your girlfriend’s thong.”

“I’ll try to contain my jealousy,” you say with a grin.

You and Charlotte head over to the base of the climbing wall, where Charlotte, without needing to ask your preference, starts climbing first.

The footholds are not terribly far apart, at least not at first, but the leg-bending and flexing required to get from one to the other soon has Charlotte’s skirt riding up around her hips. You grin up at the exposed gusset of her white thong as she stretches her left leg over to the next foothold, knowing that the cameras at the foot of the wall are capturing the same view, just from a little farther off.

Charlotte stretches out her right foot toward another, even more distant foothold, and you realise that she is deliberately spreading her legs wider than necessary, since there are easier footholds available. And in this manner, she continues all the way to the top.

You join her atop the wall, where she grins at you and gives you a kiss, with her skirt still riding high around her hips and her thong fully on display. “Was I sexy?” she asks.

“Amazingly so, as you are well aware,” you reply with a smile.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” says Charlotte, as you descend via a ladder to floor level. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her buttocks, and she giggles as you begin to pull the back of her dress up. “Naughty,” she says disapprovingly, but she does not stop you, even when you have hiked her dress all the way up around her waist.

You kiss her passionately while massaging her bottom. “There’s a homeless guy over there, watching us,” you murmur to Charlotte.

“I hope he’s enjoying the view,” says Charlotte.

“I’m sure he is,” you say.

You drop Charlotte’s dress as her bus arrives, and she disengages from you. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says as she boards the bus.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her breast through her dress, and even lets you reach into her bra via her neckline. She shivers as you cup her breast with your hand.

A minute or so later, you tug the straps of her bra and dress off her left shoulder, and pull her dress and left bra cup downwards to expose her breast. At this point she stops you, and pulls her straps back up.

“Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’m not keen on having my breast exposed to the world.”

“Sorry,” you say. “Your dress just felt ... in the way.”

Charlotte chuckles, but makes no further comment. Then her bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

Continue.

The two of you start taking each other’s clothes off, and soon find yourselves in bed together, naked.

As you sink your Vaseline-lubed erection into Charlotte’s vagina, she sighs happily and wraps her legs around your back. “Do it to me,” she whispers in your ear. “Do it hard!”

You are more than happy to oblige, and with the benefit of a little experience behind you, you manage to delay your orgasm until Charlotte is ready to climax with you. The result is spectacular, and the kiss Charlotte gives you afterwards speaks volumes about how she feels you performed.

You manage to repeat the performance about an hour later. Then Charlotte reluctantly says she has to leave, and you walk her to the bus stop.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

Charlotte chuckles. “Sure,” she says. “It’s kind of fun watching them drool over me.”

You head down the corridor to Colin’s room, with Charlotte in tow. Knocking on the door, you wait for Colin to say “Come in!” and then you enter. Sure enough, Adolf is there too.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Charlotte.”

Your friends both grin lustfully as they stare at Charlotte’s miniskirt. “Hi Charlotte,” they say, one after the other.

Charlotte sits down, and you sit next to her. “I love that you wear such short skirts, Charlotte,” says Adolf. “It’s kind of impossible to keep your knickers hidden, isn’t it?”

“Adolf!” you growl in annoyance.

“What are we watching this evening?” asks Charlotte politely.

“Star Trek – the original series,” says Adolf. “On blu-ray.”

“Okay, I’m happy with that,” says Charlotte, nodding.

After one episode, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

You immediately imagine the view Colin and Adolf will have if Charlotte crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Charlotte.

Wait to see if she will get one herself.

“What do you fancy, Charlotte?” you ask.

“I’d love a Coke please,” says Charlotte.

You get on your hands and knees and crawl beneath Colin’s desk, where you spend a few moments extracting a can of Coca-Cola from its unhelpfully tough plastic shrink-wrapping.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

You are just starting to back out at this point, but you crawl back to the drinks and extract another can of Coke and a can of lager. Finally emerging and getting up, you distribute the drinks and sit back down.

After a couple more episodes, Charlotte says, “Well, this was fun, but I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

You leave Juniper Hall, and walk with Charlotte to the bus stop, where you give her a kiss. The bus arrives and takes her away, and you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

“I’m going to grab myself a Coke,” says Charlotte, getting up from the bed.

Adolf and Colin stare at her wide-eyed as she drops to all fours and crawls under Colin’s desk. Her skirt rides up high, exposing several inches of her buttocks, as you and your friends crane your necks to look at her more directly from behind, her thong becomes highly visible as a thin white vertical stripe between her buttocks.

“Good grief,” she says after a moment. “This pack of Coke cans is hard to get into!”

Adolf and Colin are, for once, speechless as they watch Charlotte’s bottom in awe. When she finally emerges, she pretends not to notice their rapturous expressions as she sits back down on the bed next to you. She pops open her can. “Go ahead,” she says.

Colin looks as if he is about to say something, but then he shakes his head and starts up the next episode.

An hour and a half later, Charlotte says, “Well, this was fun, but I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

You leave Juniper Hall, and walk with Charlotte to the bus stop, where you give her a kiss. The bus arrives and takes her away, and you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

Continue.

Charlotte giggles. “Okay,” she says, “if you don’t mind everyone in here getting a good long look at your girlfriend’s thong.”

“I’ll try to contain my jealousy,” you say with a grin.

You and Charlotte head over to the base of the climbing wall, where Charlotte, without needing to ask your preference, starts climbing first.

The footholds are not terribly far apart, at least not at first, but the leg-bending and flexing required to get from one to the other soon has Charlotte’s skirt riding up around her hips. You grin up at the exposed gusset of her white thong as she stretches her left leg over to the next foothold, knowing that the cameras at the foot of the wall are capturing the same view, just from a little farther off.

Charlotte stretches out her right foot toward another, even more distant foothold, and you realise that she is deliberately spreading her legs wider than necessary, since there are easier footholds available. And in this manner, she continues all the way to the top.

You join her atop the wall, where she grins at you and gives you a kiss, with her skirt still riding high around her hips and her thong fully on display. “Was I sexy?” she asks.

“Amazingly so, as you are well aware,” you reply with a smile.

Charlotte giggles. “I feel so naughty!” she says. “I want to show off my thong some more. Shall we run the whole thing?”

You chuckle and reply,

“Perhaps we should stop before you get into trouble.”

“Okay, you naughty girl!”

Charlotte laughs. “You’re probably right,” she says. The two of you descend via a ladder to floor level. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. “Wait here while I change.” She retrieves her bag from the lockers by the front desk, heads to the ladies’ with her bag, and returns wearing a long dress.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her dress.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her dress.

Charlotte grins. “Excellent,” she says.

The course begins with a run along a balance beam, followed by a ladder climb up to a rope swing into a cargo net. The balance bridges come next, then a spiral chute leads down to the start of the moving tunnel. From the end of that, sloping planks lead up to the monkey bars, at the end of which is a trampoline jump to a rope that swings you to a sloping balance beam that descends to the foot of the climbing wall. Another chute leads from the top of the wall down to the finish line: a water tank, which quick-witted contestants can avoid falling into if they make use of two braking pads located either side of the bottom of the shoot. Much hilarity, of course, results from a spectacular splash.

Since the course is popular, and only one person can run it at a time, there is quite a queue at the start. Charlotte suggests you go first, and, twenty minutes later, you start your run. You make it all the way to the trampoline, but misjudge your jump and fail to catch the rope. To the sound of polite applause, you make your way back to the beginning to watch Charlotte’s run.

She is already halfway up the ladder when you get there, her miniskirt not quite covering her buttocks. At the top she tugs it down, then swings across to the cargo net. Traversing this causes her skirt to ride up again, and once again she has to pull it down over her thong when she gets to the platform. You pull out your phone as she successfully jumps across the mushroom caps, and as she makes her way along the diverging ropes, you gleefully photograph her thong as her legs spread wider and wider apart.

By now a large crowd has gathered to watch Charlotte. As she slides down the chute, her skirt is up around her hips, and several people are ready with their phones to take photos or videos of her thong and bare buttocks. She gets to her feet at the bottom, giggling, and then she heads into the moving tunnel without making any attempt to pull her skirt down. Cameras inside the tunnel beautifully capture her buttocks, and more cameras film her bottom and thong during the ensuing monkey bar swing.

The trampoline jump to a hanging rope is Charlotte’s undoing. She manages to catch the rope, but loses her grip and squeals as she falls on to the air bags beneath. Much applause, however, hails her as she gets to her feet and waves happily, her skirt still bunched up around her hips.

“You were amazing!” you tell her as she rejoins you and finally pulls her skirt down.

“Thank you!” she pants. “That was so much fun!”

“For all of us,” you remark with a grin, and she giggles naughtily.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte. She thinks for a moment, then grins. “I don’t feel like changing back into my long dress just yet – I think I might start changing on the bus.”

“Adventurous!” you say. “And very cool.” You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her miniskirt.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her top.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Wow!” you reply, delighted to see that she is wearing an incredibly short sundress that, you guess, covers her panties with only an inch or two to spare, as well as exposing a considerable amount of cleavage. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and cup her breast through her dress.

Start gently rubbing her thigh.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles as she feels your hand on her breast, and calmly takes notes while you massage it. Growing bolder, you sink your hand into the neckline of her dress and into her bra, and you squeeze and fondle her soft flesh, and gently tease her nipple, for a couple of minutes before she nervously pulls your hand out. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly seems happy to let you caress the bare skin of her thigh, making no objection even when your hand dips beneath the hem of her dress. As your fingers start to brush against the crotch of her panties, she parts her legs slightly, and her cheeks become a little flushed as you begin stroking her pussy through her panties.

You reach higher, and slide your hand down inside the front of her panties. As you cup her pussy and start gently rubbing her clitoris, she clutches the desk with her hands, closes her eyes, and begins to utter excited gasps. When you insert your finger into her vagina, however, she finally pushes your hand away and whispers, “You’re getting me too excited – let’s continue this later, okay?”

With the boundary thus set, you spend much of the rest of the lecture stroking Polly’s thigh and panties. She does not seem to mind this at all.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly’s eyes widen. “Not in the middle of a lecture,” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly gasps and blushes. Then she smiles, and reaches out to give your hand a squeeze.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes crimson, and whispers, “I think the professor might object.”

You snort with laughter and grin at her. She smiles back rather shyly, and you wonder what she is thinking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly shivers, and whispers, “Not during a lecture! Later, okay?”

After the lecture, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly hesitates for a moment, then nods. When the professor next turns his back, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and the two of you make your way up to the top floor maintenance room, which fortunately you find empty.

You spend a few minutes kissing and cuddling with Polly. She even lets you put your hand up her skirt and down into her panties, and she moans softly as you gently caress her labia and clitoris. Then she gasps as you slide your middle finger into her vagina and begin gently thrusting it in and out.

You kiss her deeply for a long moment, then say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do another poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked again.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. The hem of her ultra-short dress rides up, exposing the lower curves of her buttocks. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively, and you...

Reach out and give her buttocks a squeeze.

Grab the hem of her dress and lift it up to reveal her panties.

Polly chuckles. “My breasts are a little large for that,” she says. “They’d be bouncing around all over the place!”

“Hence the awesomeness,” you remark with a grin.

Polly laughs. “It’s a ‘no’, sorry,” she says.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

Polly looks around nervously. “In the middle of lab?” she says. “Are you crazy?”

“You could sneak out to the toilets as soon as you’ve done it,” you reply. “I doubt anyone would notice.”

“In this dress?” says Polly. “I’m not so sure!” She bites her lip. “But I’ll do it.”

“That’s my girl!” you say happily.

Polly turns and rests her elbows on the bench, next to her lab notes. “Watch the hem of my dress,” she says. Then, as you watch intently, she purses her lips, and strains.

You hear a faint crackling sound as Polly pushes out some poo. A moment later, her white panties begin to appear beneath the hem of her dress, but she does not stop pushing. In fact, after a pause to take a couple of breaths, she strains again, and this time the bulge grows and grows until it is sagging almost four inches below her hemline. Then she stops and straightens up, and the four inches shrinks to three, though it is still an impressive bulge. By now, of course, you can smell it too.

Polly turns around, her eyes shining in fear and excitement. She reaches back to assess the relative positions of her bulging panties and dress hem, and gulps. “I think I had better go to the toilet and clean up!” she whispers breathlessly. “Hopefully nobody will see my panties on the way out!”

She heads for the door, and you glance around to see if anybody is watching her. Fortunately, everybody seems too engrossed in their lab work to notice her departure. Five minutes later, Polly returns, and she giggles quietly as she rejoins you. “That was fun!” she says in a low voice.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

At five o’clock, you and Polly leave the building, and Polly says, “Well, my love, what shall we do now?”

You smile at her. “How about we...

Go and eat at a restaurant?”

Go back to my halls of residence and have dinner there?”

Polly giggles. “Okay,” she says.

“Awesome!” you say with a grin.

Polly turns around, hikes up her dress, bends her knees slightly, and strains. A small bulge forms in her white cotton/Lycra panties; it quickly grows larger as Polly pushes out more and more poo, swelling to the size of a grapefruit. At this point, Polly stops.

“There’s more to come,” she says cheerfully, “but I want to save some for later.”

You grin happily. “You’re wonderful, Polly,” you tell her.

Polly giggles and straightens up, dropping her dress; its hem stops about two inches short of covering her bulging panties. “Well, I’d better go and clean up,” she says.

Still admiring her panties, you reply,

“Okay.”

“Wait ... would you mind going to lunch with me like that?”

Polly laughs. “Silly thing – how could I possibly go shorter than this?”

You grin. “Well I dare say it would mean permanent exposure of your panties,” you say. “Which, of course, would be terrible...”

Polly chuckles. “And by ‘terrible’ I suppose you mean ‘awesome’?” she says in amusement.

“Ah yes, that’s the word,” you agree.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly blushes. “Okay,” she says, “just for a moment, though.” She lifts her dress up over her head and takes it off entirely, then she reaches back, unclasps her bra, and takes it off. Finally, she kicks off her shoes, pulls down her panties, and steps out of them.

“Wow!” you exclaim in delight.

Polly smiles, and gives you a naked twirl. “You like?” she says.

“You’re beautiful!” you tell her.

Polly beams. “Thank you!” she says.

You take her in your arms and kiss her, then you...

Pull her down to the floor.

Let her get dressed.

As you grasp her buttocks, Polly gasps. “Naughty,” she murmurs.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” you say, grinning as you sensuously massage her bottom. “You do have such a lovely arse.”

Then, encouraged by Polly’s lack of objection, you...

Gently tug her dress upwards to expose her panties.

Bend down and slide your hand up her dress to feel her panties.

Polly’s shapely buttocks are partially covered by bikini-cut white panties. She gasps and looks around anxiously as you caress her bottom through the flimsy material. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she says.

Further down the same bench at which you are working are Roddy and Neil, two fellow students with an abundance of intelligence but a shortage of charisma. As you glance their way, you notice Neil staring at Polly’s bottom. Then Polly notices too, and she whimpers in excitement, “Oh God – Neil’s looking at my panties!”

You grin at Neil, then...

Slowly pull Polly’s panties down to mid-thigh.

Say, “Do a nice big poo for me, Polly.”

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and walk to the bar, where you buy her a drink. While she sips at it, you...

Say, “Polly, would you do another poo in your panties for me please?”

Challenge her to a game of pool.

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass beneath the spreading boughs of an oak tree.

Polly lies down on her back and smiles up at you. Lying on your side next to her, propped up on one elbow, you bend your head down and start kissing her softly. Then you...

Ask her to do another poo in her panties.

Slide your hand up her thigh to her panties.

Polly giggles nervously. “Here? Now?” she says.

You nod.

“Way too public!” she says. “I don’t want to make a spectacle of myself.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would consider going braless.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly agrees, and the two of you begin playing pool. Polly’s dress is so short that, whenever she bends over the table to take a shot, her hem rises up to reveal a little of her panties – a fact which is not lost on several interested male spectators, who start cheering her on. Between shots, she acts all embarrassed and coy, but you can tell she is loving the attention.

Polly is not a very good player, and you win three games in a row. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would consider going braless.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly lifts her head up and looks around nervously. “All right,” she agrees.

“Cool!” you say excitedly.

Polly raises her knees, plants her feet about a foot apart, and strains. Curious, you shuffle forwards so you can peer up her dress at her panties, which are starting to expand outwards with a growing quantity of poo. When the bulge reaches the size of an orange, it is already quite obvious, but Polly keeps on pushing and pushing, and as more poo flows out of her anus to fill her panties, the bulge swells to roughly grapefruit-sized.

Here Polly stops. “There’s plenty more to come,” she says apologetically, “but I’d like to save some for later.” She carefully gets to her feet and turns around. “How obvious is it?”

Her bulging panties are sagging a little over two inches below the hem of her dress. “Fairly obvious,” you admit as you stand up, “but it’s a beautiful sight.”

Polly turns back to you and smiles. “Then I don’t mind it being obvious,” she says, and the two of you kiss deeply. Then, hand in hand, you walk to the Geography building, where Polly slips into a toilet to clean up.

When she emerges it is almost two o’clock, so you both head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would consider going braless.

To do another poo in her panties for you.

You run your hand up Polly’s thigh, and your wrist drags the hem her dress upward until it reaches the level of her panties. Then, as you begin to stroke her pussy through the white material, Polly looks around nervously. “People are passing by,” she says.

“Oh dear,” you say, smiling at her. “I suppose they’re going to see your panties.”

“I suppose they are,” says Polly, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and excitement.

You pull her dress up higher, to uncover her panties completely. “Spread your legs apart a little,” you tell her.

Polly hesitates, then she moves her feet about fifteen inches apart. “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” she says. She sees two female students pass by, staring at her in obvious disapproval, and she quickly closes her legs and pulls her dress down. “Sorry,” she says.

“Why are you apologising?” you ask her with a smile. “You were amazing.” And you kiss her passionately.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would consider going braless.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly gasps as she feels your hand come into contact with her panties, but she does not stop you. You begin to rub her pussy through the material, and she moans softly. But as you pull the gusset to one side and begin to slide your middle finger into her vagina, she straightens up and turns around. “Okay, that’s enough,” she says, her face very flushed. “Later, okay?”

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

With her bulging panties sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her dress, Polly furtively sneaks to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly giggles. “Don’t be silly,” she says. “The smell would put everyone off their lunch. And however would I sit down?”

“Fair points,” you concede.

“I’ll be right back,” she says.

With her bulging panties sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her dress, Polly furtively sneaks to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her pussy through her panties, and even lets you get your hand inside, but when you try to work your finger into her vagina, she gently pushes your hand away with an apologetic smile. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her pussy through her panties, which she seems quite happy for you to do.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

“I’d like that,” says Polly with a smile. “Which restaurant did you have in mind?”

You think for a moment, then say...

“Pasta La Vista.”

“The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus back to your halls of residence, and you take Polly to the cafeteria, where you grab a couple of trays and collect some food before sitting down opposite each other at an unoccupied table.

You chat happily with Polly as the two of you eat your meals. As you are finishing your desserts, you suggest…

That she does a poo in her panties.

That she flashes her panties at the lads at the next table.

A game of table tennis.

A walk to the shopping centre.

A quiet evening together in your room.

Hanging out with Colin and Adolf.

“Right now?” says Polly nervously. “No – too many people. I’m happy to fill my panties later this evening though.”

“I can live with that,” you say with a smile. Then you suggest...

A game of table tennis.

A walk to the shopping centre.

A quiet evening together in your room.

Hanging out with Colin and Adolf.

“Sounds good,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress, who looks disapprovingly at Polly’s dress, takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you remark...

That you would love to see her in shorter dresses.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

“Okay, cool,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and, while you are waiting, you remark...

That you would love to see her riding the bull.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

Polly laughs. “Don’t be silly!” she says. “I don’t think they’d let me in here if I wore anything shorter than this!”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

“I suppose I could pass it off as an accident,” says Polly thoughtfully. Then she shivers. “But no – sorry – I’m not feeling quite brave enough.”

“Okay,” you say with a smile. “Never mind then.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles and looks over at the bull. “All right,” she says, “I’ll do it!”

“Awesome!” you say.

Polly gets up and skips over to the bull, looking both excited and anxious. The man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up, and she climbs on to the bull’s back.

As the bull lurches into life, Polly clutches the handle and holds on tightly, and she bends down over its back in an apparent attempt to keep her centre of gravity low. This of course exposes part of her panty-clad bottom. The operator, seeing this, begins to shake the bull from side to side; this causes Polly’s dress to ride up higher, giving you (and other people) a prolonged look at her white panties and jiggling buttocks.

Then the bucking begins in earnest, and Polly is soon thrown off. She returns to your table, giggling. “That was fun!” she says. “Did you get a nice view of my panties?”

“Yup!” you reply with a grin. “As did everyone else. Thank you – that was brilliant.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

“I suppose I could pass it off as an accident,” says Polly thoughtfully. Then she shivers. “But no – sorry – I’m not feeling quite brave enough.”

“Okay,” you say with a smile. “Never mind then.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and the two of you agree on a choice. You buy tickets, seat yourselves near the back of the auditorium, and wait for the movie to begin.

The movie turns out not to be particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says shyly.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. Then you...

Strip her down to her panties.

Ask if she would like to hang out with your friends for a bit.

To your delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. When you start playing with her nipple, she giggles a little, but does not stop you. Getting bolder, you slip her dress and bra strap off her shoulder, scoop her left breast out into the open, and you bend down to take her nipple into your mouth. She strokes your hair as you suck on her breast, and then she allows you to free her right breast and play with that one too.

For most of the rest of the movie, she seems happy to let you continue to fondle and suck on her exposed breasts. But as the end of the film nears, she gently pushes you away and replaces her clothing.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. As you begin stroking her pussy through her panties, she smiles and parts her legs for you. Encouraged, you slip your hand inside the front of her panties and begin caressing her labia and clitoris with your fingers. When you slip one finger inside her, she moans softly, closing her eyes and arching her back. You lovingly finger-fuck her for the next ten minutes, until she suddenly squeals and shudders in a powerful orgasm. Fortunately, the noise is masked by the volume of the movie.

As she comes down from her high, she does not seen inclined to put a stop to your fingering, and you continue to probe her vagina for the rest of the film.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly thinks for a moment, then whispers, “Okay.” She braces her elbows on the armrests, lifts her bottom off her seat, and strains. You put your hand between her legs, stroke her pussy for a moment through the flimsy material of her panties, then reach down further to cup the growing lump in the back of her panties.

Polly strains and grunts for a few more moments, as the bulge in her panties continues to expand. It feels soft and warm and heavy in your hand. The smell is not particularly strong, but it is noticeable, and readily identifiable as poo. “We’d better get out of here,” whispers Polly nervously.

Under cover of the semi-darkness of the auditorium, the two of you sneak out into the corridor, and make your way back to the foyer. Polly walks ahead of you, and you marvel at the huge white lump sagging four inches or so beneath the hem of her dress.

Trotting across the floor of the lobby past several people, Polly makes no attempt to hide her exposed poo-filled panties, and once the two of you get outside, you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Good girl,” you say. “I’m proud of you.”

She giggles. “I’m sort of proud of myself, too!” she says. “Anyway, I should get home. Walk me to the bus stop?”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for a wonderful evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly giggles nervously. “Are you showing my panties off again?” she inquires innocently.

“I am indeed,” you reply with a grin. “And believe me – people are looking.”

Polly giggles again. “This is so naughty!” she shouts.

You caress and squeeze her buttocks through her panties for a few more minutes. Then you let her dress fall to cover her bottom again, and turn her around to face away from you. Putting your arms around her waist, you hike up her dress again to expose her panties at the front. This time Polly can see the faces of the men ogling her, and she gasps in alarm and excitement. You are very proud of her for continuing to dance, regardless.

After a couple of hours in the club, during which you continue frequently to expose her panties to strangers, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

As you expose her shoulder and pull her bra cup down, Polly squeals and pulls it back up. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

“Sure,” replies Polly with a giggle. Still dancing, though less energetically, she purses her lips and strains. A moment later, she turns around and begins to dance sexily, swaying her hips from side to side as her white panties begin to bulge beneath the hem of her minidress. Your eyes are riveted as the bulge grows larger and larger, until it is sagging more than four inches below her dress.

You turn her back around, pull her into your arms, and kiss her passionately. She responds with enthusiasm, putting her arms around your neck. You can see men and women behind Polly staring in shock at her panties, and you say loudly in her ear, “Polly, you’re amazing! The people behind you are totally staring at your panties.”

“I’m sure they are,” replies Polly, equally loudly. “Let’s go, okay? I don’t want to get kicked out.”

The two of you head outside, where you passionately kiss Polly again. “That was incredible!” you exclaim.

Polly blushes and grins. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she says. “But I should probably go home now. Can you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” you reply.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for an amazing evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay,” says Polly happily.

You pull the gusset of her panties to one side, and slowly slide your erection into her vagina. As you begin to thrust, Polly strains, and when you reach down to feel the back of her panties, you find the material bulging outwards as Polly fills her panties with poo.

Polly apparently is so excited by doing a poo while being fucked, that she reaches her orgasm even before you do. After you have pumped your semen deep inside her, you roll off her and lie next to her, panting.

“That was wonderful,” sighs Polly. Then she turns to you and smiles. “Want to see the results?”

“Of course!” you say.

Polly climbs out of bed. Her panties are bulging with an enormous, melon-sized quantity of poo.

“Amazing!” you say with a happy smile. “I’ll never get tired of that sight.”

“I’m glad you approve,” says Polly with a giggle. “But now I’d better go home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. Polly, whose bulging panties are sagging very obviously beneath the hem of her dress, looks around nervously the whole way, but fortunately her ‘accident’ does not attract much attention aside from a couple of puzzled looks.

When the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay, that’s fine,” says Polly with a smile.

You pull her panties off, and slowly slide your erection inside her. You begin easing yourself in and out of her, and soon settle into a rhythm of vigorous thrusting.

It feels so good to be inside Polly that it is not long before you are groaning in orgasmic pleasure as you spurt your semen inside her. Then, panting, you lie down next to her and cuddle with her for a few minutes.

Polly kisses you, then says, “Want to see me do a poo in my panties now?”

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“Do you mind if we just cuddle?”

As you tug Polly’s panties down, she squeals in alarm, then reaches down to grab them and pull them back up. Having dropped her dress back down to cover her panties, she slaps your arm in exasperation. “Not cool!” she says reproachfully, her cheeks bright red.

“Sorry,” you apologise. “Error of judgment.”

“I’ll say!” says Polly.

You glance over at Neil; he is laughing and shaking his head.

The rest of the lab passes uneventfully. Afterwards, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

Polly looks rather shocked by your request. “Oh I couldn’t possibly!” she says with a shudder. She stands up straight and tugs her dress back down over her panties.

“Okay, no problem,” you say, trying to hide your disappointment.

The rest of the lab passes uneventfully. Afterwards, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

“I’d love a game of table tennis!” says Polly.

“All right then,” you say with a smile. “Let’s go.”

You walk with Polly to the basement of Cypress Hall, which has a small recreation room containing a ping-pong table and a defunct arcade machine. You usually find two lads named Jeff and Barry down here, and this evening is no exception. “Hi chaps,” you greet them. “Fancy a game of doubles?”

“Sure!” says Jeff, eyeing Polly’s legs with interest.

The four of you play a couple of matches, and then Jeff and Barry take a seat so that you and Polly can play together. It does not escape your notice that they choose to sit against the wall behind Polly, and that every time Polly leans over the table to retrieve the ball from the net, their faces light up in sheer joy as they stare at her bottom and (you assume) her exposed panties.

After a couple more singles games, you and Polly play another doubles game with Jeff and Barry, before bidding them goodnight.

“I should head home,” says Polly. “Want to see me do a poo in my panties?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Thank you, but no, not this time.”

“Sure!” says Polly.

You walk with her to the shopping centre, which is open until eight o’clock on weekdays. There, you window-shop for a while, and spend some time kissing and cuddling in the little arboretum.

After the shopping centre closes, a few of the shops with exterior entrances remain open for another hour. Among these are Barrowman’s, a jeweller’s, and Mosaic, a large clothing store. Will you take Polly...

Into Barrowman’s?

Into Mosaic?

Back to Juniper Hall?

“That sounds nice,” says Polly with a smile.

Up in your room, you and Polly spend a very pleasant evening together, talking, listening to music, and cuddling. Eventually, of course, the two of you find yourselves in bed, with you naked and Polly down to just her panties.

“Want me to do a poo while you’re fucking me?” asks Polly.

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

“Okay, if you like,” says Polly.

You text Colin to ask where he is. Unsurprisingly, he replies that he is in his room with Adolf, so you and Polly head to Juniper Hall and take the lift up to your floor. There, you head to Colin’s room and knock on the door. “Come in!” calls Colin’s voice. You enter, and find Adolf and Colin playing Colin’s favourite new X-Box game, ‘Miranda Goes to Hell’.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Polly.”

“Come in and sit yourselves down,” says Colin. “Want me to load up Planet Run?”

“Sure,” you say.

Adolf leers at Polly as she sits down. “Another nice dress,” he remarks.

Colin saves his game, pops it out, and replaces it with Planet Run. Then he tosses controllers to you, Polly and Adolf. “Grab a pew,” he says, indicating his bed. You sit down next to Polly, and the first race begins.

After a couple of races, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to a can of lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

You immediately imagine Colin and Adolf ogling Polly’s panties as she crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Polly.

Wait to see if she will get it herself.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly grins, climbs out of bed, and pulls on her panties. Turning away from you, she squats with her feet spread apart. She strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, and then she strains again. Over the course of the next minute, the bulge continues to expand until it is the size of a melon.

“Amazing!” you say. “I still don’t know how you manage to produce that much.”

Polly giggles. “You like it, though?” She wiggles her hips, so that the bulge sways back and forth beneath her buttocks.

“I love it – it’s beautiful,” you tell her.

“Okay,” says Polly, “I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. Polly, whose bulging panties are sagging very obviously beneath the hem of her dress, looks around nervously the whole way, but fortunately her ‘accident’ does not attract much attention aside from a couple of puzzled looks.

When the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Not at all!” says Polly with a smile. “That sounds nice.”

You cuddle and talk for over an hour, after which you are horny again. Fortunately, so is Polly, and she sighs happily as you plunge your erection back into her vagina.

This time, you last long enough for Polly to reach her own climax. Afterwards, she climbs out of bed. “I’d better go,” she says.

You both get dressed, and then you walk Polly to the bus stop. The bus arrives soon afterwards, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Uh-oh,” says Polly nervously, as you lay her down on the floor. Then, as you lower your jeans, she says, “What if someone comes?”

“That would be most unfortunate,” you admit, as you ease your erect penis into her moist vagina.

“Oh God!” she whispers, wrapping her legs around your back. “Fuck me...”

The danger of getting caught does nothing to diminish your excitement, and it does not take long for you to reach your climax. You groan as you pump Polly full of your semen, and she holds you tightly inside her until you relax and begin to soften.

“Okay, that was fun,” says Polly. “Now quickly – let me get dressed.” You climb off her and pull your jeans back up, while Polly gets up and puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

You let her go, and she quickly puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

You help Polly out of her dress and bra, and she kicks off her shoes. Then she climbs into bed while you take off your own clothes.

You climb into bed with her, where you kiss and play with her breasts for a few moments. Then Polly says, “Want me to do a poo in my panties while we’re having sex?”

You suck on her right nipple for a few more seconds, then you say...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

“Oh, sure, if you want,” says Polly.

You and Polly head to Colin’s room and knock on the door. “Come in!” calls Colin’s voice. You enter, and find Adolf and Colin playing Colin’s favourite new X-Box game, ‘Miranda Goes to Hell’.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Polly.”

“Come in and sit yourselves down,” says Colin. “Want me to load up Planet Run?”

“Sure,” you say.

Adolf leers at Polly as she sits down. “Another nice dress,” he remarks.

Colin saves his game, pops it out, and replaces it with Planet Run. Then he tosses controllers to you, Polly and Adolf. “Grab a pew,” he says, indicating his bed. You sit down next to Polly, and the first race begins.

After a couple of races, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to a can of lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

You immediately imagine Colin and Adolf ogling Polly’s panties as she crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Polly.

Wait to see if she will get it herself.

“What do you fancy, Polly?” you ask.

“I’d love a Coke please,” says Polly.

You get on your hands and knees and crawl beneath Colin’s desk, where you spend a few moments extracting a can of Coca-Cola from its unhelpfully tough plastic shrink-wrapping.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

You are just starting to back out at this point, but you crawl back to the drinks and extract another can of Coke and a can of lager. Finally emerging and getting up, you distribute the drinks and sit back down.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside and walk to the bus stop, where Polly says, “Want to see me do a poo?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly says nothing, so you shrug and continue with the game.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside and walk to the bus stop, where Polly says, “Want to see me do a poo?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly shivers nervously. “I suppose I can do that,” she says. Taking hold of her tray, she gets up from the table, turns, and then flicks her cutlery off the edge of the tray. It clatters to the floor. “Oops!” she says. Putting her tray down, she bends to pick up her fallen cutlery while facing away from the adjacent table. Her dress rides up over her bottom, and despite the inopportune angle, you manage to see a little of her panties.

A much better view, however, is had by the students at the next table, who nudge each other and point excitedly at Polly’s bottom. She is taking her time over retrieving the items, and they all get a nice long look. “Hey darlin’, nice knickers!” says one of them.

Polly stands up straight again, blushing, and at this point you come to her rescue. “Hey, watch it,” you admonish the lad who spoke. “Don’t be an arsehole.”

You leave the cafeteria with Polly. Outside, she says, “Out of curiosity, why you like me showing myself to other men?”

You ponder this. “I think it’s because I’m so proud of how sexy you are,” you say. “And I want everyone to know it, and envy me because you’re my girl.” You blush a little. “Maybe that’s silly.”

Polly smiles. “Not at all. It makes perfect sense, and I’m glad you find me so sexy. I enjoy being sexy for you, actually, and if you want me to flash my panties at random strangers, I’m happy to do that for you.”

“Awesome!” you say happily. “Thank you.”

“So, what shall we do now?” asks Polly.

You think for a moment, then suggest...

A game of table tennis.

A walk to the shopping centre.

A quiet evening together in your room.

Hanging out with Colin and Adolf.

You walk Polly to the bus stop, where she turns away from you and hikes up the back of her minidress. Squatting slightly, she strains, and a lump appears in the back of her white panties. She pushes, and pushes, and the bulge grows bigger and bigger. When she finally straightens up, it is the size of a melon, and her dress, when she tugs it down, is about four inches too short to cover it.

“Fantastic!” you say.

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly with a giggle, and she turns to face you again.

You take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. A moment later, the bus arrives, and Polly boards it. You blow her a kiss, and then she is gone.

Returning to your room, you spend the rest of the evening thinking about Polly. She is such a wonderful girl, and you can’t wait to see her again.

Continue.

“Okay,” says Polly with a smile. “Sometimes you’re in the mood for a bit of poo, and sometimes you’re not.”

“Quite so,” you agree, and she laughs.

You walk her to the bus stop, where you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. A few minutes later, the bus arrives, and Polly boards it. You blow her a kiss, and then she is gone.

Returning to your room, you spend the rest of the evening thinking about Polly. She is such a wonderful girl, and you can’t wait to see her again.

Continue.

You and Polly walk into Barrowman’s and begin looking around, but Polly soon becomes uncomfortable with the disapproving looks the man behind the counter is giving her. “I don’t think that man likes my dress,” she whispers.

“His loss, then,” you say. “Come on – let’s go.”

You leave the shop and head back to Juniper Hall.

Continue.

You and Polly walk into Mosaic, and you let Polly look at clothes for a while. “See anything you like?” you ask her eventually.

“One or two things,” she says, “but not enough to justify spending my meagre allowance on them.”

“Bummer,” you say. “Shall we head back to my room, then?”

“Sure,” she says with a smile.

Continue.

Back at Juniper Hall, you and Polly head up to your room, where one thing leads to another and you soon find yourselves in bed together, with you naked and Polly wearing just her panties. After a few minutes of kissing and fondling, Polly says, “Want me to do a poo in my panties while we’re having sex?”

You smile at her and say...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

“Okay, if you like,” says Polly.

You text Colin to ask where he is. Unsurprisingly, he replies that he is in his room with Adolf, so you and Polly head to Juniper Hall and take the lift up to your floor. There, you head to Colin’s room and knock on the door. “Come in!” calls Colin’s voice. You enter, and find Adolf and Colin playing Colin’s favourite new X-Box game, ‘Miranda Goes to Hell’.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Polly.”

“Come in and sit yourselves down,” says Colin. “Want me to load up Planet Run?”

“Sure,” you say.

Adolf leers at Polly as she sits down. “Another nice dress,” he remarks.

Colin saves his game, pops it out, and replaces it with Planet Run. Then he tosses controllers to you, Polly and Adolf. “Grab a pew,” he says, indicating his bed. You sit down next to Polly, and the first race begins.

After a couple of races, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to a can of lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

You immediately imagine Colin and Adolf ogling Polly’s panties as she crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Polly.

Wait to see if she will get it herself.

“What do you fancy, Polly?” you ask.

“I’d love a Coke please,” says Polly. Then she glances under Colin’s desk, her eyes widening, and she adds, “Oh, but I can get it.”

She gets down on her hands and knees and crawls beneath Colin’s desk, her dress riding up over her bottom to expose her white panties.

This display is not lost on Colin and Adolf, of course; their eyes are riveted to Polly’s bottom as she struggles to free a Coke can from the pack’s plastic wrapping. But after half a minute, Polly starts to back out.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

“Oh ... okay,” says Polly, and she heads back to the cans to fetch your friends’ drinks. It seems to you, however, that she has spread her knees further apart and must be arching her back, because you now have a much better view of the gusset of her panties.

Finally Polly backs out from beneath the desk. As she gets up, her cheeks look rather flushed. She hands Adolf and Colin their drinks.

“Thank you Polly,” says Colin innocently.

“Thank you Polly,” says Adolf, grinning lecherously.

“You’re welcome,” says Polly, looking at you and smiling. Then she sits down, and the game resumes.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside and walk to the bus stop. “Oh my God!” you exclaim. “You were fantastic in there!”

Polly giggles. “I’m glad you liked it,” she says. “Did your friends get a good look?”

“Dust was settling on their eyeballs,” you say. “Their jaws were on the floor. Yes ... you completely made their week.”

When you get to the bus stop, Polly says, “Want to see me do a poo?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are delighted to see that she is wearing, along with a tank top, a very short, tight, stretchy miniskirt that stops only a couple of inches below her buttocks. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning, lover.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily. “Love the skirt!”

“Thank you,” she replies with a grin. “And I’m wearing a thong!”

“Awesome!” you say.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Charlotte pretends not to notice your hand on her breast, even when you start massaging it through her top. After five minutes or so, however, she gently pushes your hand away. “You’re a naughty man, Sweetie,” she whispers reprovingly.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte smiles to herself as she feels your hand between her thighs, and she parts her legs slightly. Encouraged by this, you begin to rub her pussy through the flimsy material of her thong. Since she still makes no objection, you work your hand inside her thong and begin caressing her labia and clitoris directly. She moans softly, then clears her throat, blushing furiously. “All right Sweetie, that’s enough for now,” she whispers, pulling your hand out of her thong.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. She smirks slightly at the joke, then she leans over and whispers, “Pay attention, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte smiles. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte lets you hold her hand for a few moments, then she withdraws it when you need to start taking notes again.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Quietly ask her for a blow-job.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’d like that too,” she murmurs. “Patience, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Quietly ask her for a blow-job.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte stares at you. “You are joking, right?” she says.

“No, I’m serious!” you reply.

“Take a cold shower, you lunatic,” she murmurs.

After the lecture, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte smiles at you. “Patience, Sweetie,” she whispers. “We’ll get some alone time at lunch.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. She turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and...

Grab her buttocks with both hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Pull her skirt up around her waist.

Charlotte shudders. “Not for a while,” she replies. “I haven’t told them about you yet. Give me a little more time on that one, okay?”

“Sure,” you say.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte shivers. “It’s a very naughty idea, and quite tempting ... but I’d be afraid of getting kicked out for indecency,” she says.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you soon have her...

Top bunched up around her armpits and her bra exposed.

Skirt bunched up around her waist and her white thong exposed.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. Despite the fact that people are regularly walking by, Charlotte responds passionately when you kiss her, and even allows you to lay her down on the grass. Then, while kissing her deeply, you...

Run your hand up inside her top.

Slide your hand up her miniskirt.

Charlotte smiles, and allows you to cuddle her from the side for a couple of minutes. Then she murmurs, “The professor keeps looking up at us; better stop, Sweetie.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you and Charlotte head outside, where Charlotte turns to you with a smile.

“Okay, lover,” she says, “where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Shall we...

Go and eat at a restaurant?”

Go back to my halls of residence and have dinner there?”

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“True,” you agree.

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you and Charlotte head outside, where Charlotte turns to you with a smile.

“Okay, lover,” she says, “where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Shall we...

Go and eat at a restaurant?”

Go back to my halls of residence and have dinner there?”

Charlotte calmly lets you massage her buttocks for a minute. Then she chuckles. “Are you going somewhere with this?” she asks.

“Of course,” you say, and you...

Put your hand up her skirt.

Pull her skirt up around her waist.

You reach up between Charlotte’s thighs and begin stroking her pussy through her thong. “Naughty,” she murmurs disapprovingly.

Encouraged, you pull her thong aside and slide one finger up into her vagina.

“All right, that’s enough,” she says nervously, pushing your hand away and turning around.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte gasps as you hoist her skirt up around her waist, exposing her skimpy white thong. To her credit, though, she does not immediately pull her skirt down. “We’re in the middle of lab!” she says anxiously as you massage her buttocks. She glances around, then says, “Oh no – Neil is watching!”

You look around and spot Neil, who is working with your former lab partner Roddy further along the same bench as you and Charlotte. Neil is staring, wide-eyed, at Charlotte’s bottom, and when he catches your eye he grins and gives you a thumbs-up.

Smiling, you…

Pull Charlotte’s thong halfway down her thighs.

Tell Charlotte to turn and face Neil.

“Sure,” says Charlotte. “Where do you want to go?”

You reply, “Let’s go to...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sure!” says Charlotte.

You and Charlotte catch a bus that takes you back to your halls of residence. There, the two of you have dinner in the cafeteria, where Charlotte’s miniskirt attracts plenty of male attention.

After the meal, you suggest...

A game of table tennis.

Heading to the bar.

A quiet evening together in your room.

Hanging out with Colin and Adolf.

Charlotte glances around nervously as you start to massage her breasts through her exposed bra. “I do hope someone doesn’t come along,” she mutters, but you silence her with a kiss to which she eagerly responds.

You reach around behind Charlotte as you kiss her, and manage to unclasp her bra. This allows you to lift the cups of the bra away from her breasts, which you start to kiss and suck as she holds your head against her chest, stroking your hair.

After a couple of minutes of this, she stops you. “All right, that’s enough,” she whispers, reaching back to fasten her bra. “I don’t want us to get us into trouble.”

She pulls her top down, and for the rest of the lunch hour you have to content yourself with fondling her breasts through her top.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

When you can meet her parents.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Naughty man,” Charlotte mutters, looking around nervously as you begin to caress her pussy through her thong. Then she moans as you slide your hand into the front of her thong and begin stroking her labia and clitoris. When you gently insert a finger into her vagina, she gasps and clutches your shoulders.

You finger-fuck her for the next five minutes, until she shudders in orgasm, squealing into the back of her hand.

“Oh my goodness!” she pants. “Thank you!” Then, as if coming to her senses, she pushes you away and quickly tugs her skirt back down. “Perhaps we should just sit down and read?” she says.

You silence her with another kiss, and behave relatively well for the rest of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

When you can meet her parents.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte does not stop you, and you spend a couple of minutes caressing her left breast through her bra. Then, when you try to slip your hand beneath the underwire of her bra, she clamps her hand down on yours. “Let’s not get too carried away right now, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, reluctantly withdrawing your hand.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

When you can meet her parents.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte smiles as she feels your hand sliding all the way up her thigh to her thong. “Careful – someone might see,” she says.

You smile as you stroke her pussy through her thong. “Oh dear, that would be bad,” you remark.

“Yes it would!” says Charlotte breathlessly. “Don’t you dare stop though...” She parts her legs a little wider, and you pull her thong to one side so that you can caress her pussy directly. She moans and arches her back, but as you slide your middle finger into her vagina, she gasps and pushes your hand away.

“Something wrong?” you ask.

She looks up at you a little ruefully. “Not that I don’t want you to, but this is rather too public a place.”

You look around at the passing students eyeing you curiously. “I suppose so,” you agree reluctantly.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

When you can meet her parents.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte squeals and reaches down to pull her thong back up. Then, tugging her skirt down, she turns to face you with crimson cheeks. “That was very naughty,” she says, swatting your arm with her hand. “I don’t know how I’m ever going to look Neil in the eye again. Is he still looking?”

You glance down the aisle. “No, he’s gone back to work,” you say.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte shivers. “Oh I couldn’t possibly,” she whispers. “I think he’s had quite enough of a show already.” She tugs her skirt back down and turns around, looking rather flushed in the cheeks. “Let’s get back to work, shall we?”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

“Good choice,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress, who glances disapprovingly at Charlotte’s skirt, takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you...

Engage her in idle chit-chat.

Ask her if she would consider going to lectures without a bra.

“Okay,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you...

Chat idly with her.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “My bra does seem to get in the way when we’re playing, doesn’t it?” she says. “But I’m reluctant to ditch it because it’s my last remaining connection to my former modest self. Everything about my clothing is sexier now, except for my bras.” She sighs. “And I’m holding on to that connection because, without it, I can no longer pretend that I’m a good Christian girl. And that scares me because, while there’s not much left of my religious convictions now, I’m afraid to let go of my belief in God. So, in a way, my bra represents my belief in God.”

“Wow,” you say. “Lots going on in that fascinating brain of yours. It sounds like you’ve already stopped believing, but you’re afraid to say it out loud, because that will make it real.”

“Maybe,” says Charlotte, “but let’s assume that I still need convincing. Can you convince me that God doesn’t exist?”

“Goodness!” you say. “That’s quite a tall order, Charlotte...

Since I myself believe in God.”

But I’ll give it a try.”

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says, “I’ll give it another go.”

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

She walks over to the bull, and the man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up. Charlotte climbs on to the bull’s back with as much modesty as she can muster, and grips the handle with her right hand. As the bull begins to slowly buck and rotate, she adjusts her position accordingly.

Her tiny skirt rides up immediately to expose her buttocks, and the white thong nestling between them, but she makes no attempt to tug it down, choosing instead to focus on her balance. As a result, her thong is soon fully exposed, with an inch of skin showing above it.

The bull tips forwards sharply, and Charlotte is thrown down flat on to the bull’s back. Then it starts to make small, rhythmic bucking motions, and Charlotte’s delightful bottom bounces up and down as if she is humping the bull. Several young men have by now gathered around the bull and are whooping in Charlotte’s support.

Then the bucking becomes suddenly more intense, and Charlotte is thrown off. The young men all cheer as she gets to her feet, red-faced and with her thong entirely on display. She gives the men a wave, then returns to your table, casually tugging her skirt down as she walks.

“That was fantastic!” you say enthusiastically. “So sexy!”

“Thank you,” says Charlotte with a grin. “I love showing off my undies – it’s so wonderfully immodest!”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte nods. “Okay,” she says.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Charlotte peruses the options with little apparent interest. You pick a film that sounds reasonably entertaining, and moreover starts shortly.

The movie is not particularly good, and Charlotte makes no objection when, halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her. In fact she responds with enthusiasm, so you begin...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

“I’d love to,” says Charlotte with a grin.

The obstacle gym is just a short bus ride away. Inside, you buy tickets for two hours, stow your bags in lockers by the front desk, then you both head into the obstacle course, where a young man in a bandana explains your options.

“Shall we just run the whole course?” asks Charlotte. “I don’t feel the need to practise.”

“Sure,” you agree.

Since the course is popular, and only one person can run it at a time, there is quite a queue at the start. Charlotte suggests you go first, and, half an hour later, you start your run. You get through most of it with ease, nail the trampoline jump, and manage to catch hold of the rope, but then you release it at the wrong moment, fail to stick the landing on the balance beam, and fall off. To the sound of polite applause, you make your way back to the beginning to watch Charlotte’s run.

She is already halfway up the ladder when you get there, her miniskirt not quite covering her buttocks. At the top, she does not bother to tug it down before swinging across to the cargo net. Traversing this causes her skirt to ride up still higher, but when she gets to the platform she still leaves it where it is. You pull out your phone as, with her thong almost fully on display, she successfully jumps across the mushroom caps, and as she makes her way along the diverging ropes, you gleefully photograph her thong as her legs spread wider and wider apart.

By now a large crowd has gathered to watch Charlotte. As she slides down the chute, her skirt up around her hips, several people are ready with their phones to take photos or videos of her thong. She gets to her feet at the bottom, looking very focused, and then she heads into the moving tunnel. Cameras inside the tunnel beautifully capture her buttocks, and more cameras film her thong during the ensuing monkey bar swing.

Next, she executes a perfect trampoline jump to the hanging rope, and swings gracefully over to the balance beam. Running down the beam to the foot of the climbing wall, she begins her ascent with her skirt no more than a belt around her middle, a couple of inches of bare skin separating it from her thong.

As she climbs, she picks a route that requires her to spread her legs obscenely wide, and you are delighted to see the wall monitors capturing her thong-clad pussy in glorious close-up. She reaches the top disappointingly quickly, though, and then she slides down the final chute towards the water bath.

At the bottom, however, she stops herself by planting her feet on the pads on either side of the bottom of the chute. Her momentum carries her bottom forward to a point directly between the pads, so that her thighs are spread wide apart and her knees end up next to her shoulders. It is the cameras’ (and the spectators’) best view yet of her thong, and it is not a brief one, for Charlotte maintains this position while throwing her fists in the air and whooping, as her excited audience claps and cheers.

“You were amazing!” you tell her as she rejoins you and, finally, pulls her skirt down.

“Thank you!” she pants. “That was so much fun!”

“For all of us,” you remark with a grin, and she giggles naughtily.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her skirt.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her top.

Charlotte smiles. “Okay,” she says.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Charlotte up to your room. There, you...

Begin kissing and undressing her.

Ask her if she would like to hang out with your friends.

“You do?” says Charlotte in surprise. “I had you pegged as an atheist.”

You shrug. “Just because I’m not a regular churchgoer, that doesn’t mean that I don’t believe. I just happen to think that dressing sexily, having sex before marriage, flashing your panties and so on are not incompatible with being a good girl.”

“Hmm,” says Charlotte. “I certainly wasn’t brought up to believe that.”

“So?” you say. “Who’s to say your family’s interpretation of the Bible is the correct one? There are over a thousand different denominations of the Christian faith, all of them interpreting the Bible in different ways. They all cherry-pick the parts they like, and ignore the parts they don’t like.”

Charlotte bridles at this. “I have to say, whether or not the Bible is all true, my family does at least adhere to it literally and completely.”

“Really?” you say. “Do they stone disobedient children to death?”

“What? No, of course not!” says Charlotte.

“There you go, then,” you say with a smile. “So your family is against stoning naughty children, which is a Biblical commandment, yet they insist that you wear long dresses, which isn’t. I’m pretty sure that nowhere in the Bible does it say ‘Thou shalt not wear miniskirts’.”

Charlotte thinks about this. “Maybe they do cherry-pick,” she admits.

“You can dress however you like,” you continue, “and still be a good person. Skimpy outfits don’t stop you from being nice to people, a good student, kind to those less fortunate, a good steward of the planet, and so on. It doesn’t even stop you from praying or going to church.”

“Not that I’ve done much of either of those lately,” says Charlotte ruefully. “But I take your point, and you’ve certainly given me something to think about. Thank you.”

“My pleasure,” you say.

Charlotte is rather quiet for the rest of the meal, and afterwards she says, “I think I’m going to go home now.”

“Oh!” you say, feeling a little disappointed. “Was it something I said?”

“Yes,” she replies, and then she laughs. “Nothing bad, though. I just need some thinking time.”

“Okay,” you say. “Shall I walk you to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” says Charlotte.

At the bus stop, sensing that she is not in the mood for naughtiness right now, you content yourself with taking her in your arms and giving her a sweet, lingering goodnight kiss. Then the bus arrives and takes her away, and you catch another bus back to Juniper Hall. As you climb into bed, you wonder what effect your words are having on Charlotte...

Continue.

“Gods were invented,” you say, “to explain the mysteries of the universe. Don’t know how tides work? Must be a god. Don’t know why lightning happens? Some god or other is angry. And the idea of an afterlife – well, death is scary, right? How much easier is it to tell a child that their grandma has gone to a better place, where she’ll be safe and happy forever, than to say ‘Sorry, she’s worm-food now’?”

Charlotte nods. “Yes, I’ve had similar thoughts. And I am prepared to accept that everything we observe is likely to have a natural explanation, even if we don’t know what it is yet. But the one thing nature cannot explain: nature itself. Nature cannot have created itself, right? Everything that comes into existence has to be caused by something else. In the case of nature, the cause has to be something not part of nature.”

“What if nature has always existed?” you suggest. “What if it’s just a word for the universe and how it works?”

“But the universe began to exist,” says Charlotte.

“Would you say that ‘always’ is synonymous with ‘for all time’?” you ask her.

“Um ... sure,” says Charlotte, after a moment’s thought.

“And is time a property of the universe?” you ask.

“Hmm,” says Charlotte. “I suppose so...?”

“According to Einstein it is,” you say. “So if time is a property of the universe, then time began with the universe, and the universe has existed for all time. And therefore, it has always existed. Even though it had a beginning.”

Charlotte’s brow furrows. “But something still had to come before, right? What started it, otherwise?”

“If there’s no time, there’s no ‘before’,” you say. “The universe has always existed, therefore it needed no cause.”

“Wow,” says Charlotte. “I need to think about that for a while. On the surface, it would seem to answer the First Cause argument... Hmm...”

Charlotte is rather quiet for the rest of the meal, and afterwards she says, “I think I’m going to go home now.”

“Oh!” you say, feeling a little disappointed. “Was it something I said?”

“Yes,” she replies, and then she laughs. “Nothing bad, though. I just need some thinking time.”

“Okay,” you say. “Shall I walk you to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” says Charlotte.

At the bus stop, sensing that she is not in the mood for naughtiness right now, you content yourself with taking her in your arms and giving her a sweet, lingering goodnight kiss. Then the bus arrives and takes her away, and you catch another bus back to Juniper Hall. As you climb into bed, you wonder what effect your words are having on Charlotte...

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Charlotte smiles as you begin fondling her breast, and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you slide your hand into her bra via her neckline and start caressing her breast directly. For the next ten minutes or so, hardly believing your luck, you squeeze and stroke her soft breast flesh and play gently with her nipple. When you attempt to scoop her breast out into the open, however, she finally stops you.

After the movie, you walk her to the nearest bus stop on her route home. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her skirt.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her top.

Charlotte smiles as she feels your hand on her thigh and makes no attempt to stop you, even when you reach her thong. For the next couple of minutes you stroke her pussy through her thong, and she even spreads her legs slightly to make it easier for you. When you slide your hand inside her thong and begin stroking her labia and clitoris, she moans softly and arches her back in her seat.

She widens her legs still further as you slip one finger inside her vagina and begin sliding it in and out, and she closes her eyes, no longer paying any attention to the movie. After five minutes of finger-fucking, she shudders in her seat and moans loudly in orgasm – fortunately during a loud part of the film. Then she collapses in a happy, relaxed heap, and she seems quite content for you to continue fingering her vagina for as long as you want.

After the movie, you walk her to the nearest bus stop on her route home. There, you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her skirt.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her top.

“Sure – I enjoy table tennis,” says Charlotte.

“All right then,” you say with a smile. “Let’s go.”

You walk with Charlotte to the basement of Cypress Hall, which has a small recreation room containing a ping-pong table and a defunct arcade machine. You usually find two lads named Jeff and Barry down here, and this evening is no exception. “Hi chaps,” you greet them. “Fancy a game of doubles?”

“Sure!” says Jeff, eyeing Charlotte’s miniskirt with interest.

The four of you play a couple of matches, during which Charlotte’s skirt continually rides up, getting shorter and shorter until her buttocks and the front of her thong are exposed. Every so often she notices how much she is showing, at which point she gasps and pulls her skirt back down ... but you cannot help noticing that she lets it climb higher and higher each time, and pulls it down less and less far.

Then Jeff and Barry take a seat so that you and Charlotte can play together. It does not escape your notice that they are both watching Charlotte’s miniskirt intently.

After a couple more singles games, you and Charlotte play another doubles game with Jeff and Barry, before bidding them goodnight.

“I’d best be getting home,” says Charlotte. “Will you see me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

You walk her to the bus stop, take her into your arms, and kiss her. Then you pull up her skirt around her waist. “I dare you to get on the bus like this,” you say, grinning.

“A trivial challenge,” she replies with a smirk, “but I accept.”

With her thong fully in view, therefore, she boards the bus when it arrives, and you see the driver’s eyes widen in delight as the doors close. The bus departs, and you return to Juniper Hall, wondering how you managed to get so lucky. As you climb into bed, you cannot stop thinking about Charlotte, and you cannot wait to see her again...

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Charlotte grimaces. “If you insist,” she says, “though don’t expect me to be drinking.”

“That’s all right,” you say cheerfully. “We don’t need alcohol to have fun.”

The place is packed. There are no available stools at the bar, and there is a queue for the pool table. Of the two arcade machines, one is occupied; the other is Dance Dance Revolution, whose popularity has faded somewhat since its heyday.

You turn to Charlotte and say, “Let’s...

Get a drink at the bar.”

Have a go on the DDR machine.”

“Sure!” says Charlotte happily.

The two of you head up to your room, where you immediately start taking each other’s clothes off, and soon find yourselves in bed together, naked.

As you sink your Vaseline-lubed erection into Charlotte’s vagina, she sighs happily and wraps her legs around your back. “Do it to me,” she whispers in your ear. “Do it hard!”

You are more than happy to oblige, and with the benefit of a little experience behind you, you manage to delay your orgasm until Charlotte is ready to climax with you. The result is spectacular, and the kiss Charlotte gives you afterwards speaks volumes about how she feels you performed.

You manage to repeat the performance about an hour later. Then Charlotte reluctantly says she has to leave, and you walk her to the bus stop.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

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“Sure!” says Charlotte with a grin. “They’re so refreshingly brazen about leering at me.”

You chuckle and nod, then you text Colin to ask where he is. Unsurprisingly, he replies that he is in his room with Adolf, so you and Charlotte head to Juniper Hall and take the lift up to your floor. There, you head to Colin’s room and knock on the door. “Come in!” calls Colin’s voice. You enter, and find Adolf and Colin playing Colin’s favourite new X-Box game, ‘Miranda Goes to Hell’.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Charlotte.”

Your friends both grin lustfully as they stare at Charlotte’s miniskirt. “Hi Charlotte,” they say, one after the other.

Charlotte sits down, and you sit next to her. “I love that you wear such short skirts, Charlotte,” says Adolf. “It’s kind of impossible to keep your knickers hidden, isn’t it?”

“Adolf!” you growl in annoyance.

“What are we watching this evening?” asks Charlotte politely.

“Star Trek – the original series,” says Adolf. “On blu-ray.”

“Okay, I’m happy with that,” says Charlotte, nodding.

After one episode, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

You immediately imagine the view Colin and Adolf will have if Charlotte crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Charlotte.

Wait to see if she will get one herself.

You lead Charlotte to the bar and attempt to squeeze your way into a gap between two lads who are rather larger than you. They ignore you, until one of them notices Charlotte and her miniskirt. Then, suddenly, a stool is made available ... for Charlotte.

The young men, while still ignoring you, are very attentive and flattering to Charlotte, and she smiles at them, clearly enjoying the attention, as they help her on to the bar stool. As she sits down, her thong is highly visible as a white triangle between her thighs, but she makes no attempt to cover it, and soon she is surrounded by a little circle of admirers.

You find yourself having to peer over other lads’ shoulders in order to see what is going on. Charlotte catches your eye and raises an eyebrow as if to ask if you are okay with this situation, and you respond by...

Looking worried and beckoning to her.

Grinning and giving her a thumbs-up.

You take a turn on the Dance Dance Revolution machine, but fare poorly. Charlotte proves much better at it, but as she dances, her skirt climbs higher and higher ... and she makes no attempt to pull it down until half of her bottom is uncovered. Even then, she only tugs it down half-heartedly, and her buttocks peep out again almost immediately.

Naturally, her performance soon attracts attention, and she becomes surrounded by a small crowd of cheering male supporters. Clearly enjoying the attention, Charlotte eventually stops bothering to pull her skirt down, with the result that her bottom and thong become completely revealed.

Plied with offers of drinks, Charlotte politely declines, and, with her skirt still riding high around her hips, she walks over to you, puts her arms around your neck, and gives you a long kiss. The looks of dismay on the faces of her admirers make you want to laugh out loud ... but instead you merely smile happily as you lead Charlotte out of the bar.

“Now I think you should take me back to your room,” says Charlotte, “and give me a jolly good rogering.”

You do not need to be asked twice, and the sex is amazing. Afterwards you cuddle with her for a while, until she decides it is time to go home. You walk her to the bus stop, where she gives you a long, lingering kiss.

“Thank you for another lovely evening,” she says, smiling.

“You’re welcome!” you reply.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

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Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her buttocks, and she giggles as you pull the back of her skirt up. “Naughty,” she says disapprovingly, but she does not stop you, even when you have hiked her skirt all the way up around her waist.

You kiss her passionately while massaging her bottom. “There’s a homeless chap over there, watching us,” you murmur to Charlotte.

“I hope he’s enjoying the view,” says Charlotte.

“I’m sure he is,” you say.

You tug Charlotte’s skirt down as her bus arrives, and she disengages from you. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says as she boards the bus.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

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Charlotte does not object as you squeeze and caress her breast through her top, and even lets you pull her top up and slip your hand into the left cup of her bra. She shivers as you cup her breast and tweak her nipple between your fingers.

A minute or so later, you reach behind her to unclasp her bra, but at this point she stops you.

“Now now,” she says disapprovingly. “I was enjoying the fondling, but I’d rather you didn’t undress me right here on the street.”

A few minutes later, Charlotte’s bus arrives, and she boards it. “Thank you for a nice evening,” she says.

You wave and blow her a kiss, and then the bus takes her away. You catch a different bus back to Juniper Hall, where you spend the rest of the evening alone in your room, thinking about Charlotte. Your love for her is growing, and you can’t wait to spend more time with her...

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The two of you start taking each other’s clothes off, and soon find yourselves in bed together, naked.

As you sink your Vaseline-lubed erection into Charlotte’s vagina, she sighs happily and wraps her legs around your back. “Do it to me,” she whispers in your ear. “Do it hard!”

You are more than happy to oblige, and with the benefit of a little experience behind you, you manage to delay your orgasm until Charlotte is ready to climax with you. The result is spectacular, and the kiss Charlotte gives you afterwards speaks volumes about how she feels you performed.

You manage to repeat the performance about an hour later. Then Charlotte reluctantly says she has to leave, and you walk her to the bus stop.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

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Charlotte chuckles. “Sure,” she says. “It’s kind of fun watching them drool over me.”

You head down the corridor to Colin’s room, with Charlotte in tow. Knocking on the door, you wait for Colin to say “Come in!” and then you enter. Sure enough, Adolf is there too.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Charlotte.”

Your friends both grin lustfully as they stare at Charlotte’s miniskirt. “Hi Charlotte,” they say, one after the other.

Charlotte sits down, and you sit next to her. “I love that you wear such short skirts, Charlotte,” says Adolf. “It’s kind of impossible to keep your knickers hidden, isn’t it?”

“Adolf!” you growl in annoyance.

“What are we watching this evening?” asks Charlotte politely.

“Star Trek – the original series,” says Adolf. “On blu-ray.”

“Okay, I’m happy with that,” says Charlotte, nodding.

After one episode, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

You immediately imagine the view Colin and Adolf will have if Charlotte crawls under Colin’s desk, and you...

Offer to fetch a drink for Charlotte.

Wait to see if she will get one herself.

“What do you fancy, Charlotte?” you ask.

“I’d love a Coke please,” says Charlotte.

You get on your hands and knees and crawl beneath Colin’s desk, where you spend a few moments extracting a can of Coca-Cola from its unhelpfully tough plastic shrink-wrapping.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

You are just starting to back out at this point, but you crawl back to the drinks and extract another can of Coke and a can of lager. Finally emerging and getting up, you distribute the drinks and sit back down.

After a couple more episodes, Charlotte says, “Well, this was fun, but I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

You leave Juniper Hall, and walk with Charlotte to the bus stop, where you give her a kiss. The bus arrives and takes her away, and you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

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“I’m going to grab myself a Coke,” says Charlotte, getting up from the bed.

Adolf and Colin stare at her wide-eyed as she drops to all fours and crawls under Colin’s desk. Her skirt rides up high, exposing several inches of her buttocks, as you and your friends crane your necks to look at her more directly from behind, her thong becomes highly visible as a thin white vertical stripe between her buttocks.

“Good grief,” she says after a moment. “This pack of Coke cans is hard to get into!” On the pretext of struggling with the packaging, she spreads her knees apart and arches her back, giving you and your friends a much better view of her thong-clad pussy.

Adolf and Colin are, for once, speechless as they watch Charlotte’s bottom in awe. But when she says, “Can I get anyone else anything?” they finally find their voice.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

“Okay,” says Charlotte. “I’ll just be a minute.”

“Take your time,” says Adolf happily. He sticks his hand into the front of his jeans and begins to masturbate.

“Anything for you, Sweetie?” asks Charlotte, her bottom shifting back and forth as she works on freeing the cans from their packaging. With each movement, her skirt rides up higher and higher.

“A lager please,” you say.

When Charlotte finally emerges with four cans, she gets to her feet, apparently oblivious of the fact that her skirt has ridden up so high that her thong is peeping out at the front. “Here you are,” she says, handing out the cans as Adolf whips his hand out of his jeans. Then, “Oops!” she adds, finally noticing her skirt and pulling it back down as she sits down next to you. She pops open her Coke can. “Go ahead,” she says.

Colin looks as if he is about to say something, but then he shakes his head and starts up the next episode.

An hour and a half later, Charlotte says, “Well, this was fun, but I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

You leave Juniper Hall, and walk with Charlotte to the bus stop. “Holy cow, you were amazing back there!” you say.

Charlotte giggles. “Was I?” she says. “Good.”

At the bus stop, you take Charlotte in your arms and give her a long kiss. The bus arrives and takes her away, and you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

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Charlotte climbs down from her stool. “Sorry,” she says to the lads around her, “but my boyfriend needs me. “Nice meeting you though!” She climbs down from her stool, giving you, and everyone else, a great view of her thong, and then she comes over to you and gives you a long kiss. The look of envy given you by her cluster of admirers is priceless.

“Now I think you should take me back to your room,” says Charlotte, “and give me a jolly good rogering.”

You do not need to be asked twice, and the sex is amazing. Afterwards you cuddle with her for a while, until she decides it is time to go home. You walk her to the bus stop, where she gives you a long, lingering kiss.

“Thank you for another lovely evening,” she says, smiling.

“You’re welcome!” you reply.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

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Charlotte nods and smiles at you, then she turns her attention back to her admirers. She is soon being plied with offers of drinks, and although she resists for a while, she eventually says, “All right, I’ll try just one...”

She downs a shot, and her admirers cheer. You see one of them resting his hand on her thigh. Another is giving her shoulders a massage. But then Charlotte says, “All right chaps – thank you, but I think I need some alone time with my boyfriend now. Nice meeting you all though!”

She climbs down from her stool, giving you, and everyone else, a great view of her thong, and then she comes over to you and gives you a long kiss. The look of envy given you by her cluster of admirers is priceless.

“Now I think you should take me back to your room,” says Charlotte, “and give me a jolly good rogering.”

You do not need to be asked twice, and the sex is amazing. Afterwards you cuddle with her for a while, until she decides it is time to go home. You walk her to the bus stop, where she gives you a long, lingering kiss.

“Thank you for another lovely evening,” she says, smiling.

“You’re welcome!” you reply.

The bus arrives, and takes her away. Tired and happy, you return to your room. As you go to sleep, Charlotte fills your thoughts – you cannot wait to see her again.

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The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Polly, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Polly enters the room, she smiles shyly at you and says, “May I join you?”

“Of course!” you reply, delighted to see that she is once again wearing an incredibly short sundress that, you guess, covers her panties with only an inch or two to spare, as well as exposing a considerable amount of cleavage. You smile happily as she sits down next to you.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Polly’s arm and begin fondling her breast through her dress.

Reach up her dress and begin stroking her pussy through her panties.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles as she feels your hand on her breast, and calmly takes notes while you massage it. Growing bolder, you sink your hand into the neckline of her dress and into her bra, and you squeeze and fondle her soft flesh, and gently tease her nipple, for a couple of minutes before she nervously pulls your hand out. “You’ll get us into trouble!” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly parts her legs slightly to allow you easier access, and her cheeks become a little flushed as you begin stroking her pussy through her panties.

You reach higher, and slide your hand down inside the front of her panties. As you cup her pussy and start gently rubbing her clitoris, she clutches the desk with her hands, closes her eyes, and begins to utter excited gasps. You insert your finger into her vagina and start stroking her g-spot, and the gasps become little stifled moans. The sounds attract the attention of some of the students nearest to you, and they grin at you in amusement as they figure out what you are doing. Polly, her eyes still closed, is oblivious of this.

After a couple of minutes, she shudders in orgasm, groaning into the back of her wrist. You withdraw your hand from her panties, and she turns to you and smiles shyly. “Thank you – that was lovely,” she whispers.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Polly’s eyes widen. “Not in the middle of a lecture,” she whispers back.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you notice Polly’s eyes glazing over, and you take the opportunity to...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You surreptitiously send her a funny tweet that you recently favourited, and await her reaction. She feels her phone buzz, glances at it, sees it is from you, reads it ... and snorts with suppressed laughter. Then she grins at you.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Polly smiles and blushes. Then she reaches out to give your hand a squeeze.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly takes it gratefully. “Thanks,” she mutters.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Polly smiles as you put your hand on hers. A few seconds later, she turns her hand over and holds yours. You stay like this for a few minutes, until you need your hand back for note-taking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly blushes crimson, and whispers, “I think the professor might object.”

You snort with laughter and grin at her. She smiles back rather shyly, and you wonder what she is thinking.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Polly shivers, and whispers, “Not during a lecture! Later, okay?”

After the lecture, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly hesitates for a moment, then nods. When the professor next turns his back, she whispers, “Come on then”, and she grabs her things and sneaks towards the door.

You quickly follow her, and the two of you make your way up to the top floor maintenance room, which fortunately you find empty.

You spend a few minutes kissing and cuddling with Polly. She even lets you put your hand up her dress and down into her panties, and she moans softly as you gently caress her labia and clitoris. Then she gasps as you slide your middle finger into her vagina and begin gently thrusting it in and out.

You kiss her deeply for a long moment, then say, “Polly, I’d really love to see you...

Do another poo in your panties.”

Wear shorter dresses.”

Naked again.”

Polly giggles. Then she turns away from you, leans over the bench, and arches her back, sticking her bottom out. The hem of her ultra-short dress rides up, exposing the lower curves of her buttocks. “Like this?”

“Nice!” you say appreciatively.

“How about this?” she asks, hitching her dress up at the sides until her panties are fully revealed.

“Wow!” you say. Glancing over at Neil and Roddy, you see that both of them are watching Polly with keen interest. “You have an audience,” you tell Polly.

Polly glances over at them, and her cheeks turn pink. “Oh gosh,” she says.

You grin, and...

Start massaging her bottom through her panties.

Say, “How about you do a nice big poo in those panties?”

Polly chuckles. “My breasts are a little large for that,” she says. “They’d be bouncing around all over the place!”

“Hence the awesomeness,” you remark with a grin.

Polly laughs. “I’ll think about it,” she says.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

Polly looks around nervously. “Well, nobody’s looking,” she says, “so ... okay!”

“That’s my girl!” you say happily.

Polly turns and rests her elbows on the bench, next to her lab notes. Then, as you watch intently, she purses her lips, and strains.

You hear a faint crackling sound as Polly pushes out some poo. A moment later, her white panties begin to appear beneath the hem of her dress, but she does not stop pushing. In fact, after a pause to take a couple of breaths, she strains again, and this time the bulge grows and grows until it is sagging almost four inches below her hemline. Then she stops and straightens up, and the four inches shrinks to three, though it is still an impressive bulge. By now, of course, you can smell it too.

Polly turns around, her eyes shining in fear and excitement. She reaches back to assess the relative positions of her bulging panties and dress hem, and gulps. “I think I had better go to the toilet and clean up!” she whispers breathlessly. “Hopefully nobody will see my panties on the way out!”

She heads for the door, and you glance around to see if anybody is watching her. Fortunately, everybody seems too engrossed in their lab work to notice her departure. Five minutes later, Polly returns, and she giggles quietly as she rejoins you. “That was fun!” she says in a low voice.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

At five o’clock, you and Polly leave the building, and Polly says, “Well, my love, what shall we do now?”

You smile at her. “How about we...

Go and eat at a restaurant?”

Go back to my halls of residence and have dinner there?”

Polly giggles. “Okay,” she says.

“Awesome!” you say with a grin.

Polly turns around, hikes up her dress, bends her knees slightly, and strains. A small bulge forms in her white cotton/Lycra panties; it quickly grows larger as Polly pushes out more and more poo, swelling to the size of a grapefruit. At this point, Polly stops.

“There’s more to come,” she says cheerfully, “but I want to save some for later.”

You grin happily. “You’re wonderful, Polly,” you tell her.

Polly giggles and straightens up, dropping her dress; its hem stops about two inches short of covering her bulging panties. “Well, I’d better go and clean up,” she says.

Still admiring her panties, you reply,

“Okay.”

“Wait ... would you mind going to lunch with me like that?”

Polly laughs. “Silly thing – how could I possibly go shorter than this?”

You grin. “Well I dare say it would mean permanent exposure of your panties,” you say. “Which, of course, would be terrible...”

Polly chuckles. “And by ‘terrible’ I suppose you mean ‘awesome’?” she says in amusement.

“Ah yes, that’s the word,” you agree.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly blushes. “Okay,” she says, “just for a moment, though.” She lifts her dress up over her head and takes it off entirely, then she reaches back, unclasps her bra, and takes it off. Finally, she kicks off her shoes, pulls down her panties, and steps out of them.

“Wow!” you exclaim in delight.

Polly smiles, and gives you a naked twirl. “You like?” she says.

“You’re beautiful!” you tell her.

Polly beams. “Thank you!” she says.

You take her in your arms and kiss her, then you...

Pull her down to the floor.

Let her get dressed.

As you begin caressing her buttocks, Polly shivers. “Are they still watching?” she murmurs.

“Of course,” you reply, smiling at Neil and Roddy. “They look very envious.”

Then, encouraged by Polly’s lack of objection, you...

Pull her panties halfway down her thighs.

Say, “Stand up straight and turn to face them.”

Polly shakes her head. “Not while they’re watching,” she says. “They might kick up a fuss, and then we’d both be in trouble.”

“Fair point,” you concede reluctantly.

“Anyway I think they’ve had enough of a show,” says Polly, pulling her dress down. “Shall we get back to work?”

The rest of the lab passes uneventfully. Afterwards, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and walk to the bar, where you buy her a drink. While she sips at it, you...

Say, “Polly, would you do another poo in your panties for me please?”

Challenge her to a game of pool.

“Sure!” says Polly, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass beneath the spreading boughs of an oak tree.

Polly lies down on her back and smiles up at you. Lying on your side next to her, propped up on one elbow, you bend your head down and start kissing her softly. Then you...

Ask her to do another poo in her panties.

Slide your hand up her thigh to her panties.

Polly giggles nervously. “Here? Now?” she says.

You nod.

“Way too public!” she says. “I don’t want to make a spectacle of myself.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would consider going braless.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly agrees, and the two of you begin playing pool. Polly’s dress is so short that, whenever she bends over the table to take a shot, her hem rises up to reveal a little of her panties – a fact which is not lost on several interested male spectators, who start cheering her on. Between shots, she acts all embarrassed and coy, but you can tell she is loving the attention.

Polly is not a very good player, and you win three games in a row. Then, as two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would consider going braless.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly lifts her head up and looks around nervously. “All right,” she agrees.

“Cool!” you say excitedly.

Polly raises her knees, plants her feet about a foot apart, and strains. Curious, you shuffle forwards so you can peer up her dress at her panties, which are starting to expand outwards with a growing quantity of poo. When the bulge reaches the size of an orange, it is already quite obvious, but Polly keeps on pushing and pushing, and as more poo flows out of her anus to fill her panties, the bulge swells to roughly grapefruit-sized.

Here Polly stops. “There’s plenty more to come,” she says apologetically, “but I’d like to save some for later.” She carefully gets to her feet and turns around. “How obvious is it?”

Her bulging panties are sagging a little over two inches below the hem of her dress. “Fairly obvious,” you admit as you stand up, “but it’s a beautiful sight.”

Polly turns back to you and smiles. “Then I don’t mind it being obvious,” she says, and the two of you kiss deeply. Then, hand in hand, you walk to the Geography building, where Polly slips into a toilet to clean up.

When she emerges it is almost two o’clock, so you both head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would consider going braless.

To do another poo in her panties for you.

You run your hand up Polly’s thigh, and your wrist drags the hem her dress upward until it reaches the level of her panties. Then, as you begin to stroke her pussy through the white material, Polly looks around nervously. “People are passing by,” she says.

“Oh dear,” you say, smiling at her. “I suppose they’re going to see your panties.”

“I suppose they are,” says Polly, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and excitement.

You pull her dress up higher, to uncover her panties completely. “Spread your legs apart a little,” you tell her.

Polly moves her feet about eighteen inches apart. “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” she says. She sees two female students pass by, staring at her in obvious disapproval, but she bravely holds her position. A few minutes later, when a little group of male students passes by, she actually spreads her feet even further apart. The lads stop, their jaws dropping as they stare in awe at Polly’s panties. One of them pulls out his phone and takes a couple of photos. Then, laughing, the young men continue on their way.

“How are you doing?” you ask Polly.

“Surprisingly well,” she replies. “I’m beginning to enjoy showing off my panties, and I really don’t mind who sees them.”

“Good girl,” you say happily. “I’m proud of you.”

As two o’clock approaches, you and Polly head to the geology lab, where you partner up again.

You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

If she would consider going braless.

To do a poo in her panties for you.

Polly stands up and turns to face Neil and Roddy, and you move behind her, catching her dress before it falls to cover her panties. Pulling it up around her middle, you fully expose the front of her panties to Neil and Roddy. Then, with your left arm holding Polly’s dress up, you reach down to her pussy with your right hand, and begin stroking it sensuously through the material of her panties.

You cannot tell what facial expression Polly is presenting to Neil and Roddy, but as she starts to moan softly, you wonder if she has closed her eyes. You begin to slide your hand down into the front of her panties, but at this point she stops you. “Later, okay?”

You nod, and Polly tugs her dress back down. The show clearly being over, Neil and Roddy get back to work, and you and Polly do the same.

After the lab, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

With her bulging panties sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her dress, Polly furtively sneaks to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly giggles. “Don’t be silly,” she says. “The smell would put everyone off their lunch. And however would I sit down?”

“Fair points,” you concede.

“I’ll be right back,” she says.

With her bulging panties sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her dress, Polly furtively sneaks to the toilet to clean up, and emerges a few minutes later. Since it is nearly one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Polly seems happy for you to caress her pussy through her panties, and even lets you get your hand inside, but when you try to work your finger into her vagina, she gently pushes your hand away with an apologetic smile. From then on, you content yourself with merely stroking her pussy through her panties, which she seems quite happy for you to do.

The rest of the lecture passes way too quickly.

Continue.

“Not in the middle of a lecture, silly!” Polly whispers.

You pout, and she giggles.

The rest of the lecture passes without incident.

Continue.

“I’d like that,” says Polly with a smile. “Which restaurant did you have in mind?”

You think for a moment, then say...

“Pasta La Vista.”

“The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus back to your halls of residence, and you take Polly to the cafeteria, where you grab a couple of trays and collect some food before sitting down opposite each other at an unoccupied table.

You chat happily with Polly as the two of you eat your meals. As you are finishing your desserts, you suggest…

That she does a poo in her panties.

A game of table tennis.

A walk to the shopping centre.

A quiet evening together in your room.

Hanging out with Colin and Adolf.

“Right now?” says Polly nervously. “No – too many people. I’m happy to fill my panties later this evening though.”

“I can live with that,” you say with a smile. Then you suggest...

A game of table tennis.

A walk to the shopping centre.

A quiet evening together in your room.

Hanging out with Colin and Adolf.

“Sounds good,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress, who looks disapprovingly at Polly’s dress, takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Polly. While you wait for your desserts, you remark...

That you would love to see her in shorter dresses.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

“Okay, cool,” says Polly.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and, while you are waiting, you remark...

That you would love to see her riding the bull.

That you would love to see her fill her panties with poo in a restaurant.

That you are in love with her.

Polly laughs. “I’m sure you would!” she says. “But I don’t think they’d let me in here if I wore anything shorter than this!”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

“I suppose I could pass it off as an accident,” says Polly thoughtfully. Then she shivers. “But no – sorry – I’m not feeling quite brave enough.”

“Okay,” you say with a smile. “Never mind then.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles and looks over at the bull. “All right,” she says, “I’ll do it!”

“Awesome!” you say.

Polly gets up and skips over to the bull, looking both excited and anxious. The man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up, and she climbs on to the bull’s back.

As the bull lurches into life, Polly clutches the handle and holds on tightly, and she bends down over its back in an apparent attempt to keep her centre of gravity low. This of course exposes part of her panty-clad bottom. The operator, seeing this, begins to shake the bull from side to side; this causes Polly’s dress to ride up higher, giving you (and other people) a prolonged look at her white panties and jiggling buttocks.

Then the bucking begins in earnest, and Polly is soon thrown off. She returns to your table, giggling. “That was fun!” she says. “Did you get a nice view of my panties?”

“Yup!” you reply with a grin. “As did everyone else. Thank you – that was brilliant.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly giggles. “I think they would kick us out if I did that!” she says.

“If you went straight to the toilet afterwards, I think you’d get away with it,” you say.

“I suppose I could pass it off as an accident,” says Polly thoughtfully. Then she shivers. “But no – sorry – I’m not feeling quite brave enough.”

“Okay,” you say with a smile. “Never mind then.”

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Polly blushes. “I love you too,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Polly if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go on to a club.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

“Sure!” says Polly.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and the two of you agree on a choice. You buy tickets, seat yourselves near the back of the auditorium, and wait for the movie to begin.

The movie turns out not to be particularly good, and Polly makes no objection when you lean over and start kissing her halfway through. She responds eagerly, in fact, and after a couple of minutes you...

Slip your hand inside her dress and into her bra.

Slide your hand up her dress between her legs.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

“Okay!” says Polly, and you head to a nearby club. Inside, you buy her a drink and then start dancing with her.

Some time later, you find yourself holding her in your arms, kissing her, and caressing her buttocks through her minidress, right in the middle of the dance floor. Your arousal growing, you...

Pull the back of her dress up in order to fondle her panty-clad buttocks.

Pull the straps of her dress and bra off her left shoulder in order to expose her breast.

Ask her to do a poo in her panties.

Polly smiles. “Okay,” she says.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Polly up to your room, where you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. Then you...

Strip her down to her panties.

Ask if she would like to hang out with your friends for a bit.

To your delight, Polly lets you get your hand completely inside the cup of her bra, and you squeeze and caress her breast for a minute or so. When you start playing with her nipple, she giggles a little, but does not stop you. Getting bolder, you slip her dress and bra strap off her shoulder, scoop her left breast out into the open, and you bend down to take her nipple into your mouth. She strokes your hair as you suck on her breast, and then she allows you to free her right breast and play with that one too.

For most of the rest of the movie, she seems happy to let you continue to fondle and suck on her exposed breasts. But as the end of the film nears, she gently pushes you away and replaces her clothing.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly lets you get your hand all the way up the inside of her thigh, until your fingers start pressing against her panties. As you begin stroking her pussy through her panties, she smiles and parts her legs for you. Encouraged, you slip your hand inside the front of her panties and begin caressing her labia and clitoris with your fingers. When you slip one finger inside her, she moans softly, closing her eyes and arching her back. You lovingly finger-fuck her for the next ten minutes, until she suddenly squeals and shudders in a powerful orgasm. Fortunately, the noise is masked by the volume of the movie.

As she comes down from her high, she does not seen inclined to put a stop to your fingering, and you continue to probe her vagina for the rest of the film.

After the movie, you and Polly get up and head to the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

Polly thinks for a moment, then whispers, “Okay.” She braces her elbows on the armrests, lifts her bottom off her seat, and strains. You put your hand between her legs, stroke her pussy for a moment through the flimsy material of her panties, then reach down further to cup the growing lump in the back of her panties.

Polly strains and grunts for a few more moments, as the bulge in her panties continues to expand. It feels soft and warm and heavy in your hand. The smell is not particularly strong, but it is noticeable, and readily identifiable as poo. “We’d better get out of here,” whispers Polly nervously.

Under cover of the semi-darkness of the auditorium, the two of you sneak out into the corridor, and make your way back to the foyer. Polly walks ahead of you, and you marvel at the huge white lump sagging four inches or so beneath the hem of her dress.

Trotting across the floor of the lobby past several people, Polly makes no attempt to hide her exposed poo-filled panties, and once the two of you get outside, you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Good girl,” you say. “I’m proud of you.”

She giggles. “I’m sort of proud of myself, too!” she says. “Anyway, I should get home. Walk me to the bus stop?”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for a wonderful evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

As she feels your hands on her bottom, Polly giggles nervously. “Are you showing my panties off again?” she inquires innocently.

“I am indeed,” you reply with a grin. “And believe me – people are looking.”

Polly giggles again. “This is so naughty!” she shouts.

You caress and squeeze her buttocks through her panties for a few more minutes. Then you let her dress fall to cover her bottom again, and turn her around to face away from you. Putting your arms around her waist, you hike up her dress again to expose her panties at the front. This time Polly can see the faces of the men ogling her, and she gasps in alarm and excitement. You are very proud of her for continuing to dance, regardless.

After a couple of hours in the club, during which you continue frequently to expose her panties to strangers, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

As you expose her shoulder and pull her bra cup down, Polly squeals and pulls it back up. “None of that!” she shouts at you over the loud music.

“Sorry!” you yell back.

After a couple of hours in the club, Polly pulls you towards the exit. Outside, you say, “Time for you to go home?”

“Yup,” says Polly. “Want to watch me do a poo first?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Let’s keep it clean for tonight.”

“Sure,” replies Polly with a giggle. Still dancing, though less energetically, she purses her lips and strains. A moment later, she turns around and begins to dance sexily, swaying her hips from side to side as her white panties begin to bulge beneath the hem of her minidress. Your eyes are riveted as the bulge grows larger and larger, until it is sagging more than four inches below her dress.

You turn her back around, pull her into your arms, and kiss her passionately. She responds with enthusiasm, putting her arms around your neck. You can see men and women behind Polly staring in shock at her panties, and you say loudly in her ear, “Polly, you’re amazing! The people behind you are totally staring at your panties.”

“I’m sure they are,” replies Polly, equally loudly. “Let’s go, okay? I don’t want to get kicked out.”

The two of you head outside, where you passionately kiss Polly again. “That was incredible!” you exclaim.

Polly blushes and grins. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she says. “But I should probably go home now. Can you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Sure,” you reply.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. “Thank you for an amazing evening,” you say.

“My pleasure,” says Polly, smiling happily.

The bus arrives soon afterwards, Polly boards it, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay,” says Polly happily.

You pull the gusset of her panties to one side, and slowly slide your erection into her vagina. As you begin to thrust, Polly strains, and when you reach down to feel the back of her panties, you find the material bulging outwards as Polly fills her panties with poo.

Polly apparently is so excited by doing a poo while being fucked, that she reaches her orgasm even before you do. After you have pumped your semen deep inside her, you roll off her and lie next to her, panting.

“That was wonderful,” sighs Polly. Then she turns to you and smiles. “Want to see the results?”

“Of course!” you say.

Polly climbs out of bed. Her panties are bulging with an enormous, melon-sized quantity of poo.

“Amazing!” you say with a happy smile. “I’ll never get tired of that sight.”

“I’m glad you approve,” says Polly with a giggle. “But now I’d better go home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. Polly, whose bulging panties are sagging very obviously beneath the hem of her dress, looks around nervously the whole way, but fortunately her ‘accident’ does not attract much attention aside from a couple of puzzled looks.

When the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Okay, that’s fine,” says Polly with a smile.

You pull her panties off, and slowly slide your erection inside her. You begin easing yourself in and out of her, and soon settle into a rhythm of vigorous thrusting.

It feels so good to be inside Polly that it is not long before you are groaning in orgasmic pleasure as you spurt your semen inside her. Then, panting, you lie down next to her and cuddle with her for a few minutes.

Polly kisses you, then says, “Want to see me do a poo in my panties now?”

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“Do you mind if we just cuddle?”

As you tug Polly’s panties down, she squeals in alarm, then reaches down to grab them and pull them back up. Having dropped her dress back down to cover her panties, she slaps your arm in exasperation. “Not cool!” she says reproachfully, her cheeks bright red.

“Sorry,” you apologise. “Error of judgment.”

“I’ll say!” says Polly.

You glance over at Neil and Roddy; they are both laughing.

The rest of the lab passes uneventfully. Afterwards, you both head to your final lecture of the day. Polly sits with you at the back of the room. Midway through the lecture, you...

Run your hand up her dress.

Whisper, “Polly, will you do another poo in your panties for me?”

“I’d love a game of table tennis!” says Polly.

“All right then,” you say with a smile. “Let’s go.”

You walk with Polly to the basement of Cypress Hall, which has a small recreation room containing a ping-pong table and a defunct arcade machine. You usually find two lads named Jeff and Barry down here, and this evening is no exception. “Hi chaps,” you greet them. “Fancy a game of doubles?”

“Sure!” says Jeff, eyeing Polly’s legs with interest.

The four of you play a couple of matches, and then Jeff and Barry take a seat so that you and Polly can play together. It does not escape your notice that they choose to sit against the wall behind Polly, and that every time Polly leans over the table to retrieve the ball from the net, their faces light up in sheer joy as they stare at her bottom and (you assume) her exposed panties.

After a couple more singles games, you and Polly play another doubles game with Jeff and Barry, before bidding them goodnight.

“I should head home,” says Polly. “Want to see me do a poo in my panties?”

You reply...

“Of course!”

“Thank you, but no, not this time.”

“Sure!” says Polly.

You walk with her to the shopping centre, which is open until eight o’clock on weekdays. There, you window-shop for a while, and spend some time kissing and cuddling in the little arboretum.

After the shopping centre closes, a few of the shops with exterior entrances remain open for another hour. Among these are Barrowman’s, a jeweller’s, and Mosaic, a large clothing store. Will you take Polly...

Into Barrowman’s?

Into Mosaic?

Back to Juniper Hall?

“That sounds nice,” says Polly with a smile.

Up in your room, you and Polly spend a very pleasant evening together, talking, listening to music, and cuddling. Eventually, of course, the two of you find yourselves in bed, with you naked and Polly down to just her panties.

“Want me to do a poo while you’re fucking me?” asks Polly.

You reply...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

“Okay, sure,” says Polly. Then she grins. “You like me showing myself off to them, don’t you?”

“Absolutely!” you say. “They’re very envious of me; they think you’re amazingly sexy.”

Polly giggles. “Cool,” she says. “They’re totally disgusting, of course ... but then, so am I, in my own way.”

You and Polly head to Colin’s room and knock on the door. “Come in!” calls Colin’s voice. You enter, and find Adolf and Colin playing Colin’s favourite new X-Box game, ‘Miranda Goes to Hell’.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Polly.”

“Come in and sit yourselves down,” says Colin.

Adolf leers at Polly as she sits down. “Another nice dress,” he remarks.

Colin saves his game, pops it out, and replaces it with Planet Run. Then he tosses controllers to you, Polly and Adolf. You sit down next to Polly, and the first race begins.

After a couple of races, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to a can of lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

“Thanks – I’ll just get myself a Coke,” says Polly. She gets down on her hands and knees and crawls beneath Colin’s desk, her dress riding up over her bottom to expose her white panties. As she struggles to free a Coke can from the pack’s plastic wrapping, she spreads her knees apart and arches her back, giving you and your wide-eyed friends a wonderful view of the gusset of her panties. “Anyone else want anything?” she asks.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

“Okay,” says Polly. Then she groans. “God I need to poo,” she says.

Colin and Adolf look at each other, then at you, startled. You grin as you look at Polly’s panties, and say…

“The toilet’s down at the end of the corridor, on the right – you can’t miss it.”

“Go ahead, Polly – don’t mind us.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly smiles. “That’s perfectly fine,” she says. “I’m not always in the mood for poo fun either.”

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. A few minutes later the bus arrives, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Polly grins, climbs out of bed, and pulls on her panties. Turning away from you, she squats with her feet spread apart. She strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, and then she strains again. Over the course of the next minute, the bulge continues to expand until it is the size of a melon.

“Amazing!” you say. “I still don’t know how you manage to produce that much.”

Polly giggles. “You like it, though?” She wiggles her hips, so that the bulge sways back and forth beneath her buttocks.

“I love it – it’s beautiful,” you tell her.

“Okay,” says Polly, “I think I’d better head home before I stink up your room too much.” She picks up her bra and puts it back on, followed by her dress and shoes.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop. Polly, whose bulging panties are sagging very obviously beneath the hem of her dress, looks around nervously the whole way, but fortunately her ‘accident’ does not attract much attention aside from a couple of puzzled looks.

When the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Not at all!” says Polly with a smile. “That sounds nice.”

You cuddle and talk for over an hour, after which you are horny again. Fortunately, so is Polly, and she sighs happily as you plunge your erection back into her vagina.

This time, you last long enough for Polly to reach her own climax. Afterwards, she climbs out of bed. “I’d better go,” she says.

You both get dressed, and then you walk Polly to the bus stop. The bus arrives soon afterwards, and Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The two of you walk to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. After a moment, Polly pulls away and says, “Okay – time to poo.” She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you take a different bus back to Juniper Hall. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Uh-oh,” says Polly nervously, as you lay her down on the floor. Then, as you lower your jeans, she says, “What if someone comes?”

“That would be most unfortunate,” you admit, as you ease your erect penis into her moist vagina.

“Oh God!” she whispers, wrapping her legs around your back. “Fuck me...”

The danger of getting caught does nothing to diminish your excitement, and it does not take long for you to reach your climax. You groan as you pump Polly full of your semen, and she holds you tightly inside her until you relax and begin to soften.

“Okay, that was fun,” says Polly. “Now quickly – let me get dressed.” You climb off her and pull your jeans back up, while Polly gets up and puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

You let her go, and she quickly puts her clothes back on.

At one o’clock, you and Polly head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you sit by yourselves at a table. You notice that a lot of people are staring at Polly, no doubt on account of the shortness of her dress. Once you have finished eating, you suggest...

Going to the bar.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

You help Polly out of her dress and bra, and she kicks off her shoes. Then she climbs into bed while you take off your own clothes.

You climb into bed with her, where you kiss and play with her breasts for a few moments. Then Polly says, “Want me to do a poo in my panties while we’re having sex?”

You suck on her right nipple for a few more seconds, then you say...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

“Oh, sure,” says Polly.

You and Polly head to Colin’s room and knock on the door. “Come in!” calls Colin’s voice. You enter, and find Adolf and Colin playing Colin’s favourite new X-Box game, ‘Miranda Goes to Hell’.

“Hi chaps,” you say. “Just me and Polly.”

“Come in and sit yourselves down,” says Colin.

Adolf leers at Polly as she sits down. “Another nice dress,” he remarks.

Colin saves his game, pops it out, and replaces it with Planet Run. Then he tosses controllers to you, Polly and Adolf. You sit down next to Polly, and the first race begins.

After a couple of races, Colin says, “If anyone’s thirsty, help yourself to a can of lager or Coke – both are under my desk.”

“Thanks – I’ll just get myself a Coke,” says Polly. She gets down on her hands and knees and crawls beneath Colin’s desk, her dress riding up over her bottom to expose her white panties.

This display is not lost on Colin and Adolf, of course; their eyes are riveted to Polly’s bottom as she struggles to free a Coke can from the pack’s plastic wrapping. But after half a minute, Polly starts to back out.

“Can you get me a Coke too please?” says Adolf, and then Colin adds, “and a lager for me.”

“Oh ... okay,” says Polly, and she heads back to the cans to fetch your friends’ drinks. It seems to you, however, that she has spread her knees further apart and must be arching her back, because you now have a much better view of the gusset of her panties.

Finally Polly backs out from beneath the desk. As she gets up, her cheeks look rather flushed. She hands Adolf and Colin their drinks.

“Thank you Polly,” says Colin innocently.

“Thank you Polly,” says Adolf, grinning lecherously.

“You’re welcome,” says Polly, looking at you and smiling. Then she sits down, and the game resumes.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside. “Oh my God!” you exclaim. “You were fantastic in there!”

Polly giggles. “I’m glad you liked it,” she says. Then, when you get to the bus stop, she asks, “Want to see me do a poo?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Thanks,” says Polly. “I think I can hold on for a little while longer, though.”

Finally she backs out from beneath the desk. As she gets up, her cheeks looking rather pink, she hands Adolf and Colin their drinks.

“Thank you Polly,” says Colin innocently.

“Thank you Polly,” says Adolf, grinning lecherously.

“You’re welcome,” says Polly, looking at you and smiling. Then she sits down, and the game resumes.

After an hour and a half of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

The two of you head outside. “Oh my God!” you exclaim. “You were fantastic in there!”

Polly giggles. “I’m glad you liked it,” she says. “I hope you didn’t mind me saying that I needed a poo.”

“Not at all!” you reply. “I just wasn’t sure how Colin and Adolf would react. They might be cool with it; they might not. I just wasn’t quite ready to risk it.”

“Okay, no problem,” says Polly. Then, when you get to the bus stop, she asks, “Want to see me do a poo now, though?”

“Sure,” you say with a smile.

She turns away from you and lifts up the back of her dress, revealing her white bikini-cut panties. Spreading her feet apart and squatting slightly, she strains for a moment, grunts quietly, then strains again.

Your eyes widen as a bulge appears in her panties, then rapidly swells to the size of a large grapefruit. At this point Polly pauses, then she strains again. The bulge continues to grow until it is the size of a melon.

“Spectacular!” you say happily.

Hearing a bus approaching, Polly drops her dress, which is about four inches too short to cover her heavily-laden panties, and turns around. As the bus arrives, she gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

“Thank you!” you reply, as she gets on to the bus.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“All right then,” says Polly. She strains, then grunts audibly, then strains again. A lump appears in the back of her panties, causing both Colin and Adolf to gasp in surprise.

“Holy shit!” Colin whispers incredulously, as the lump tents Polly’s panties outward and spreads sideways and downwards, forming a roundish bulge that quickly grows to the size of a grapefruit.

“I can’t believe she’s taking a dump in her knickers!” Adolf exclaims with a joyous expression. “This is the coolest fucking thing I’ve ever seen!”

Colin nods in wordless agreement, his eyes transfixed on Polly’s panties, which are now sagging under the weight of an almost melon-sized quantity of poo. “Look how much there is!” he says. “It’s incredible!”

Polly finally finishes her poo, and she slowly backs out from under the desk. Getting up, she hands Colin and Adolf their drinks. “Sorry about the smell,” she says. “I’d better go, before I stink up your room too much.”

“No no, it’s fine!” says Colin quickly. “It doesn’t smell that much, and the window’s open so it shouldn’t get too bad in here.”

“Well I don’t mind hanging out for a while like this,” says Polly with a smile, “if nobody objects.”

Nobody does. “I can’t sit down like this though,” says Polly. “It’ll make a horrible mess.”

“You could lie down on the bed,” suggests Colin eagerly. “I’ll put a towel down in case of any ... spillage.”

“That’s very kind of you,” says Polly. “Thank you.”

You and Polly get up from the bed, Colin spreads out a towel, and Polly climbs back on carefully. She rolls over on to her back, then turns on her side slightly and props herself up on one elbow, facing into the room. Then she makes room for you at the end of the bed by drawing her feet up, with her left knee (which is closest to the wall) pointing at the ceiling and her right leg bent and resting flat on the bed. Her thighs are thus spread at an angle of almost ninety degrees, her panties fully on display. You give her a very proud smile as you sit down next to her feet, with a perfect view of the huge bulge in her panties as it rests on the towel.

Colin and Adolf come over and bend down to peer closely at Polly’s enormously full panties. “That’s just amazing!” says Colin. “However do you manage to produce that much? You must have been holding it in for a week!”

“Not at all,” says Polly, a little breathlessly. From her flushed cheeks and bright eyes, you can tell she is very aroused by your friends’ close attention to her poo-filled panties. “But I’ve developed an extremely capacious bowel, and I eat a ton of high-fibre food every day. I can actually produce this much poo not just once, but twice or even sometimes three times in a single day.”

“Fucking awesome,” says Adolf. He reaches out towards Polly’s panties. “Mind if I take a look at the poo inside...?”

Polly’s eyes widen in alarm, and you...

Say “No, Adolf! Keep your hands to yourself, please!”

Watch with interest to see what Polly will do.

You walk Polly to the bus stop, where she turns away from you and hikes up the back of her minidress. Squatting slightly, she strains, and a lump appears in the back of her white panties. She pushes, and pushes, and the bulge grows bigger and bigger. When she finally straightens up, it is the size of a melon, and her dress, when she tugs it down, is about four inches too short to cover it.

“Fantastic!” you say.

“I’m glad you like it,” says Polly with a giggle, and she turns to face you again.

You take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. A moment later, the bus arrives, and Polly boards it. You blow her a kiss, and then she is gone.

Returning to your room, you spend the rest of the evening thinking about Polly. She is such a wonderful girl, and you can’t wait to see her again.

Continue.

“Okay,” says Polly with a smile. “Sometimes you’re in the mood for a bit of poo, and sometimes you’re not.”

“Quite so,” you agree, and she laughs.

You walk her to the bus stop, where you take her in your arms and kiss her passionately. A few minutes later, the bus arrives, and Polly boards it. You blow her a kiss, and then she is gone.

Returning to your room, you spend the rest of the evening thinking about Polly. She is such a wonderful girl, and you can’t wait to see her again.

Continue.

You and Polly walk into Barrowman’s and begin looking around, but Polly soon becomes uncomfortable with the disapproving looks the man behind the counter is giving her. “I don’t think that man likes my dress,” she whispers.

“His loss, then,” you say. “Come on – let’s go.”

You leave the shop and head back to Juniper Hall.

Continue.

You and Polly walk into Mosaic, and you let Polly look at clothes for a while. “See anything you like?” you ask her eventually.

“One or two things,” she says, “but not enough to justify spending my meagre allowance on them.”

“Bummer,” you say. “Shall we head back to my room, then?”

“Sure,” she says with a smile.

Continue.

Back at Juniper Hall, you and Polly head up to your room, where one thing leads to another and you soon find yourselves in bed together, with you naked and Polly wearing just her panties. After a few minutes of kissing and fondling, Polly says, “Want me to do a poo in my panties while we’re having sex?”

You smile at her and say...

“Yes please!”

“I’d rather you didn’t, thanks.”

“All right all right,” says Adolf, holding his hands up. “So, what are we going to do now? I don’t think I could concentrate on a video game right now. I just want to stare at Polly’s knickers all evening.”

“Then I suppose you’re going to lose horribly at Planet Run,” you say.

“I can’t lose if I’m not playing,” Adolf points out.

“I’ll play,” says Colin, wresting his eyes away from Polly’s panties long enough to grab his controller. “Adolf, if you’re not going to play, then you might as well go back to your room. Polly doesn’t want to be ogled all night.”

“You don’t need to make him leave on my account,” says Polly. “I don’t mind if he just wants to stare at my panties.”

“All right,” says Colin with a shrug, and the game resumes.

Polly wins the next three races, partly because neither you nor Colin can resist sneaking glances at her bulging panties from time to time, with frequently disastrous results for your ships.

After another hour of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “Well, I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

“Goodnight Polly,” says Colin, as Polly very carefully gets up from the bed. “Thank you for being ... awesome.”

“Yes,” agrees Adolf. “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to fuck a girl quite as much as I want to fuck you right now.”

“Adolf!” you exclaim. “Jesus Christ!”

Polly giggles. “I suppose I’ll take that as a compliment,” she says.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop.

“Wow, Polly, you were beyond amazing back there,” you tell her.

“Thank you,” says Polly. “I had fun! If I’d known how exciting it would be to do a poo in my panties in front of your friends, I’d have done it a lot sooner!”

As she walks, Polly’s bulging panties are sagging very obviously beneath the hem of her dress, but fortunately her ‘accident’ does not attract much attention aside from a couple of puzzled looks.

When the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

“Um, I’d rather you didn’t!” says Polly, slapping his hand away.

“All right all right,” says Adolf, holding his hands up. “So, what are we going to do now? I don’t think I could concentrate on a video game right now. I just want to stare at Polly’s knickers all evening.”

“Then I suppose you’re going to lose horribly at Planet Run,” you say.

“I can’t lose if I’m not playing,” Adolf points out.

“I’ll play,” says Colin, wresting his eyes away from Polly’s panties long enough to grab his controller. “Adolf, if you’re not going to play, then you might as well go back to your room. Polly doesn’t want to be ogled all night.”

“You don’t need to make him leave on my account,” says Polly. “I don’t mind if he just wants to stare at my panties.”

“All right,” says Colin with a shrug, and the game resumes.

Polly wins the next three races, partly because neither you nor Colin can resist sneaking glances at her bulging panties from time to time, with frequently disastrous results for your ships.

After another hour of playing Planet Run and other games, Polly says, “Well, I should be heading home.”

“I’ll walk you to the bus stop,” you say.

“Goodnight Polly,” says Colin, as Polly very carefully gets up from the bed. “Thank you for being ... awesome.”

“Yes,” agrees Adolf. “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to fuck a girl quite as much as I want to fuck you right now.”

“Adolf!” you exclaim. “Jesus Christ!”

Polly giggles. “I suppose I’ll take that as a compliment,” she says.

The two of you head back outside and walk to the nearest bus stop.

“Wow, Polly, you were beyond amazing back there,” you tell her.

“Thank you,” says Polly. “I had fun! If I’d known how exciting it would be to do a poo in my panties in front of your friends, I’d have done it a lot sooner!”

As she walks, Polly’s bulging panties are sagging very obviously beneath the hem of her dress, but fortunately her ‘accident’ does not attract much attention aside from a couple of puzzled looks.

When the bus arrives, Polly gives you a kiss. “Thanks for a lovely evening,” she says.

The bus takes Polly away, and you return to your room. Later, as you lie in bed, Polly fills your thoughts, and you are smiling as you drift off to sleep.

Continue.

The next time you walk into the Geography building, a couple of minutes before nine in the morning, you glance around for a sign of Charlotte, but do not see her. You head into your first lecture and, as usual, take a seat at the back of the theatre.

When Charlotte enters the room, you are delighted to see that she is wearing, along with a tank top, a very short, tight, stretchy miniskirt that stops only a couple of inches below her buttocks. She sits down next to you with a smile and says, “Good morning, lover.”

“Good morning!” you reply, smiling happily. “Love the skirt!”

“Thank you,” she replies with a grin. “And note my lack of a bra!”

“Awesome!” you say, grinning at her chest, where her tight top has moulded itself around her small but shapely breasts.

A few minutes later, while the professor drones on, you...

Reach beneath Charlotte’s arm and cup her breast through her top.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Whisper that she looks pretty today.

Charlotte pretends not to notice your hand on her breast, even when you start massaging it through her top. After five minutes or so, however, she gently pushes your hand away. “You’re a naughty man, Sweetie,” she whispers reprovingly.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

Charlotte smiles to herself as she feels your hand between her thighs, and she parts her legs slightly. Encouraged by this, you begin to rub her pussy through the flimsy material of her thong. Since she still makes no objection, you work your hand inside her thong and begin caressing her labia and clitoris directly. She moans softly, then clears her throat, blushing furiously. “All right Sweetie, that’s enough for now,” she whispers, pulling your hand out of her thong.

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

She smiles at your compliment, and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits next to you in your second lecture of the morning, too. Halfway through it, you...

Send her an amusing text.

Lean over and kiss her cheek.

Offer her a Starburst.

You send her a funny tweet that recently popped up on your Twitter timeline. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up and looks at it. She smirks slightly at the joke, then she leans over and whispers, “Pay attention, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

As she feels your lips on her cheek, Charlotte smiles. “Naughty man,” she whispers.

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte takes it and whispers, “Thank you.”

She sits with you in the third lecture, too. Halfway through this one, you...

Place your hand on hers.

Whisper that you’d like to have sex with her.

Charlotte lets you hold her hand for a few moments, then she withdraws it when you need to start taking notes again.

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Quietly ask her for a blow-job.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte purses her lips. “I’d like that too,” she murmurs. “Patience, Sweetie.”

She sits with you in the fourth lecture, too. During this one, you...

Quietly ask her for a blow-job.

Suggest slipping out early while the professor is not looking.

Charlotte regards you disapprovingly. “Don’t be silly, Sweetie,” she says.

After the lecture, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte smiles at you. “Patience, Sweetie,” she whispers. “We’ll get some alone time at lunch.”

Afterwards, you and Charlotte head to the cafeteria for lunch, where you find your own table in a corner. You chat with her while you eat, and then you suggest...

Going to the library.

Going to sit on the grass outside.

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says. She turns and bends over a little, arching her back and wiggling her bottom at you. You smile happily and...

Grab her buttocks with both hands.

Put your hand up her skirt.

Pull her skirt up around her waist.

Charlotte shudders. “Not for a while,” she replies. “I haven’t told them about you yet. Give me a little more time on that one, okay?”

“Sure,” you say.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte shivers. “It’s a very naughty idea, and quite tempting ... but I’d be afraid of getting kicked out for indecency,” she says.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte agrees, and you both head to the library. Once in a secluded aisle, you take her into your arms and kiss her. She responds with enthusiasm, and you soon have her...

Top bunched up around her armpits and her breasts exposed.

Skirt bunched up around her waist and her white thong exposed.

Charlotte agrees, and the two of you head outside and find a nice secluded spot on the grass. Despite the fact that people are regularly walking by, Charlotte responds passionately when you kiss her, and even allows you to lay her down on the grass. Then, while kissing her deeply, you...

Run your hand up inside her top.

Slide your hand up her miniskirt.

Charlotte smiles, and allows you to cuddle her from the side for a couple of minutes. Then she murmurs, “The professor keeps looking up at us; better stop, Sweetie.”

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you and Charlotte head outside, where Charlotte turns to you with a smile.

“Okay, lover,” she says, “where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Shall we...

Go and eat at a restaurant?”

Go back to my halls of residence and have dinner there?”

Charlotte chuckles. “I’d like that too,” she admits, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“True,” you agree.

The remainder of the lecture passes without incident. At five o’clock, you and Charlotte head outside, where Charlotte turns to you with a smile.

“Okay, lover,” she says, “where are we going this evening?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Shall we...

Go and eat at a restaurant?”

Go back to my halls of residence and have dinner there?”

Charlotte calmly lets you massage her buttocks for a minute. Then she chuckles. “Are you going somewhere with this?” she asks.

“Of course,” you say, and you...

Put your hand up her skirt.

Pull her skirt up around her waist.

You reach up between Charlotte’s thighs and begin stroking her pussy through her thong. “Naughty,” she murmurs disapprovingly.

Encouraged, you pull her thong aside and slide one finger up into her vagina.

“All right, that’s enough,” she says nervously, pushing your hand away and turning around.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte gasps as you hoist her skirt up around her waist, exposing her skimpy white thong. To her credit, though, she does not immediately pull her skirt down. “We’re in the middle of lab!” she says anxiously as you massage her buttocks. She glances around, then says, “Oh no – Neil is watching!”

You look around and spot Neil, who is working with your former lab partner Roddy further along the same bench as you and Charlotte. Neil is staring, wide-eyed, at Charlotte’s bottom, and when he catches your eye he grins and gives you a thumbs-up.

Smiling, you…

Pull Charlotte’s thong halfway down her thighs.

Tell Charlotte to turn and face Neil.

“Sure,” says Charlotte. “Where do you want to go?”

You reply, “Let’s go to...

Pasta La Vista.”

The Spur and Cactus.”

“Sure!” says Charlotte.

You and Charlotte catch a bus that takes you back to your halls of residence. There, the two of you have dinner in the cafeteria, where Charlotte’s miniskirt attracts plenty of male attention.

After the meal, you suggest...

A game of table tennis.

Heading to the bar.

A quiet evening together in your room.

Hanging out with Colin and Adolf.

Charlotte glances around nervously as you start to massage her breasts. “I do hope someone doesn’t come along,” she mutters, but you silence her with a kiss to which she eagerly responds.

You bend down and start to kiss her breasts and suck on her nipples as she holds your head against her chest, stroking your hair.

After a couple of minutes of this, she stops you. “All right, that’s enough,” she whispers, pulling her top down. “I don’t want us to get us into trouble.”

For the rest of the lunch hour you have to content yourself with fondling her breasts through her top.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

When you can meet her parents.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

“Naughty man,” Charlotte mutters, looking around nervously as you begin to caress her pussy through her thong. Then she moans as you slide your hand into the front of her thong and begin stroking her labia and clitoris. When you gently insert a finger into her vagina, she gasps and clutches your shoulders.

You finger-fuck her for the next five minutes, until she shudders in orgasm, squealing into the back of her hand.

“Oh my goodness!” she pants. “Thank you!” Then, as if coming to her senses, she pushes you away and quickly tugs her skirt back down. “Perhaps we should just sit down and read?” she says.

You silence her with another kiss, and behave relatively well for the rest of the lunch hour.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

When you can meet her parents.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte does not stop you, and you spend a couple of minutes caressing her left breast. Then, when you try to pull up her top, she stops you. “Let’s not get too carried away right now, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, reluctantly withdrawing your hand.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

When you can meet her parents.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte smiles as she feels your hand sliding all the way up her thigh to her thong. “Careful – someone might see,” she says.

You smile as you stroke her pussy through her thong. “Oh dear, that would be bad,” you remark.

“Yes it would!” says Charlotte breathlessly. “Don’t you dare stop though...” She parts her legs a little wider, and you pull her thong to one side so that you can caress her pussy directly. She moans and arches her back, but as you slide your middle finger into her vagina, she gasps and pushes your hand away.

“Something wrong?” you ask.

She looks up at you a little ruefully. “Not that I don’t want you to, but this is rather too public a place.”

You look around at the passing students eyeing you curiously. “I suppose so,” you agree reluctantly.

As two o’clock approaches, you and Charlotte head to the geology lab, where you partner up again. You have fun working with her, and after an hour or so you ask her...

To bend over so you can get a better look at her bottom.

When you can meet her parents.

If she would consider wearing a shorter skirt.

Charlotte squeals and reaches down to pull her thong back up. Then, tugging her skirt down, she turns to face you with crimson cheeks. “That was very naughty,” she says, swatting your arm with her hand. “I don’t know how I’m ever going to look Neil in the eye again. Is he still looking?”

You glance down the aisle. “No, he’s gone back to work,” you say.

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte shivers. “All right,” she murmurs, and she stands up straight and turns to face Neil. By this time Roddy has noticed Charlotte, too, and the two of them stare wide-eyed at her thong as you put your arms around her from behind, and begin kissing her neck.

“This is so naughty,” Charlotte whispers breathlessly, as you begin massaging her braless breasts through her top. Then, as you start nibbling on her earlobe, you...

Reach down and slowly pull Charlotte’s thong down to expose her pussy.

Slowly pull up her top until her bare breasts are exposed.

Charlotte gasps and stops you before you have lowered her thong by more than an inch.

“I think they’ve had quite enough of a show already,” she says. She tugs her skirt back down and turns around, looking rather flushed in the cheeks. “Let’s get back to work, shall we?”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

Charlotte gasps and catches her top before you can uncover her breasts.

“I think they’ve had quite enough of a show already,” she says. She tugs her top and skirt back down and turns around, looking rather flushed in the cheeks. “Let’s get back to work, shall we?”

The rest of the lab goes well. Afterwards, you head to your final lecture of the day, during which Charlotte sits with you at the back of the lecture theatre. Midway through the lecture, you...

Put your arm around her.

Whisper, “Charlotte, I really want to have sex with you.”

“Good choice,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. You enter, and a waitress, who glances disapprovingly at Charlotte’s skirt, takes you to a booth, where you both study the menu.

The meal is nice, and you converse pleasantly with Charlotte. While you wait for your desserts, you...

Engage her in idle chit-chat.

Ask her if she would consider wearing sheer tops.

“Okay,” says Charlotte.

The two of you catch a bus that drops you off close to the restaurant. The mechanical bull inside is currently unoccupied.

A waitress takes you to your table, where you sit down and look at the menu. You order your food and drinks, and then you...

Chat idly with her.

Suggest that she try riding the bull.

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “Then I would have to start wearing a bra again!”

“Not necessarily,” you reply impishly.

She purses her lips disapprovingly. “No,” she says.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

The two of you chat inconsequentially but pleasantly together, covering a variety of uncontroversial topics.

But then Charlotte, seeming a little bored, says, “Let’s play Truth or Dare.”

“Um, okay!” you say. “Go ahead.”

“Truth or Dare?” she asks.

In the first few rounds, you both opt for ‘Truth’, and learn some interesting things about each other. But then Charlotte, with a twinkle in her eye, chooses ‘Dare’.

You grin, and try to think of something titillating that she could do, that she might actually be willing to agree to. After a minute’s careful consideration, you say...

“Take off your thong in the ladies’ toilet, and put it back on here at this table.”

“Ask the manager of this restaurant if it would be okay for you to wear shorter skirts.”

Charlotte chuckles. “All right,” she says, “I’ll give it another go.”

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

She walks over to the bull, and the man at the controls gives her a thumbs-up. Charlotte climbs on to the bull’s back with as much modesty as she can muster, and grips the handle with her right hand. As the bull begins to slowly buck and rotate, she adjusts her position accordingly.

Her tiny skirt rides up immediately to expose her buttocks, and the white thong nestling between them, but she makes no attempt to tug it down, choosing instead to focus on her balance. As a result, her thong is soon fully exposed, with an inch of skin showing above it.

The bull tips forwards sharply, and Charlotte is thrown down flat on to the bull’s back. Then it starts to make small, rhythmic bucking motions, and Charlotte’s delightful bottom bounces up and down as if she is humping the bull. Several young men have by now gathered around the bull and are whooping in Charlotte’s support.

Then the bucking becomes suddenly more intense, and Charlotte is thrown off. The young men all cheer as she gets to her feet, red-faced and with her thong entirely on display. She gives the men a wave, then returns to your table, casually tugging her skirt down as she walks.

“That was fantastic!” you say enthusiastically. “So sexy!”

“Thank you,” says Charlotte with a grin. “I love showing off my thong – it’s so wonderfully immodest!”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte nods. “Okay,” she says.

The two of you leave the restaurant and head for the local cinema. Once inside you check to see what movies are showing, and Charlotte peruses the options with little apparent interest. You pick a film that sounds reasonably entertaining, and moreover starts shortly.

The movie is not particularly good, and Charlotte makes no objection when, halfway through, you turn towards her and start kissing her. In fact she responds with enthusiasm, so you begin...

Massaging her left breast with your hand.

Sliding your hand up her skirt.

“I’d love to,” says Charlotte with a grin.

The obstacle gym is just a short bus ride away. Inside, you buy tickets for two hours, stow your bags in lockers by the front desk, then you both head into the obstacle course, where a young man in a bandana explains your options.

“Shall we just run the whole course?” asks Charlotte. “I don’t feel the need to practise.”

“Sure,” you agree.

Since the course is popular, and only one person can run it at a time, there is quite a queue at the start. Charlotte suggests you go first, and, half an hour later, you start your run. You get through most of it with ease, nail the trampoline jump, and manage to catch hold of the rope, but then you release it at the wrong moment, fail to stick the landing on the balance beam, and fall off. To the sound of polite applause, you make your way back to the beginning to watch Charlotte’s run.

She is already halfway up the ladder when you get there, her miniskirt not quite covering her buttocks. At the top, she does not bother to tug it down before swinging across to the cargo net. Traversing this causes her skirt to ride up still higher, but when she gets to the platform she still leaves it where it is. You pull out your phone as, with her thong almost fully on display, she successfully jumps across the mushroom caps, and as she makes her way along the diverging ropes, you gleefully photograph her thong as her legs spread wider and wider apart.

By now a large crowd has gathered to watch Charlotte. As she slides down the chute, her skirt up around her hips, several people are ready with their phones to take photos or videos of her thong. She gets to her feet at the bottom, looking very focused, and then she heads into the moving tunnel. Cameras inside the tunnel beautifully capture her buttocks, and more cameras film her thong during the ensuing monkey bar swing.

Next, she executes a perfect trampoline jump to the hanging rope, and swings gracefully over to the balance beam. Running down the beam to the foot of the climbing wall, she begins her ascent with her skirt no more than a belt around her middle, a couple of inches of bare skin separating it from her thong.

As she climbs, she picks a route that requires her to spread her legs obscenely wide, and you are delighted to see the wall monitors capturing her thong-clad pussy in glorious close-up. She reaches the top disappointingly quickly, though, and then she slides down the final chute towards the water bath.

At the bottom, however, she stops herself by planting her feet on the pads on either side of the bottom of the chute. Her momentum carries her bottom forward to a point directly between the pads, so that her thighs are spread wide apart and her knees end up next to her shoulders. It is the cameras’ (and the spectators’) best view yet of her thong, and it is not a brief one, for Charlotte maintains this position while throwing her fists in the air and whooping, as her excited audience claps and cheers.

“You were amazing!” you tell her as she rejoins you and, finally, pulls her skirt down.

“Thank you!” she pants. “That was so much fun!”

“For all of us,” you remark with a grin, and she giggles naughtily.

“Perhaps we’d better call it a night,” she says. “Will you walk me to the bus stop?”

“Of course,” you say.

“Thank you,” says Charlotte.

You walk Charlotte to a bus stop on her route home, and there you take her in your arms and kiss her. While your tongue is wrestling with hers, you...

Run your hands down her back and start caressing her buttocks through her skirt.

Reach up with your right hand and start caressing her left breast through her top.

Charlotte smiles. “Okay,” she says.

The bus ride back to Juniper Hall seems interminable, but eventually you find yourself taking Charlotte up to your room. There, you...

Begin kissing and undressing her.

Ask her if she would like to hang out with your friends.

Charlotte giggles. “I love it!” she says. “Dare accepted.”

She gets up from the table, takes her bag into the ladies’, and returns a minute later. Then, having sat down, she retrieves her thong from her bag, and glances around nervously. Nobody is looking at her, so she reaches down beneath the table and slips first one foot, then the other, into her thong,

She manages to pull it up to mid-thigh while sitting, but then she has a problem: she cannot pull it all the way up without pulling her skirt up as well. She could probably accomplish this while sitting, but to her credit she half stands while tugging both skirt and thong up around her hips. Then she hurriedly pulls her skirt back down, and sits down again.

One or two people are now looking at her curiously, but you do not think they saw much. “Impressive!” you say with a grin. “Congratulations.”

Your food arrives, and the two of you spend a pleasant meal together. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte laughs. “Good one,” she says. “I accept.”

When your waitress brings your food, Charlotte says, “May I have a word with the manager please?”

“Certainly,” says the waitress, surprised. “Is there a problem?”

“Not at all,” says Charlotte. “I just have a question, that’s all.”

“Okay,” says the waitress, looking relieved. “The manager will be right with you.”

She disappears, and a minute later, a middle-aged man emerges from the kitchen and comes to your table. He smiles at Charlotte. “Can I help you?” he asks.

“Yes,” says Charlotte. “And please, have a seat.” She gestures to a chair at the side of your table.

The manager sits down, looking puzzled. “What’s on your mind?” he inquires.

Charlotte smiles at him, and says, “I was just wondering if it would be a problem if I came here in future wearing a shorter skirt.”

The manager looks both surprised and intrigued. He says, “Um, how much shorter are we talking about? Your current one is already pretty short.”

Charlotte stands up, tugging her tight blue skirt down to its fullest extent. “Okay, so this is where the hemline is now. This, I assume, is not a problem for you – I’ve worn this length of skirt here on several occasions.”

“Yes, that’s fine,” says the manager.

“How about this?” asks Charlotte, hiking her skirt up an inch or so. She gives the manager a slow twirl, and you can tell from the way her bottom fills out the skirt that her buttocks are only just covered.

The manager licks his lips. “Um, yes, I suppose that’s fine too.”

“Good,” says Charlotte, “but I was thinking of going a little shorter than that. How about this?” She pulls it up another inch and a half, and slowly twirls on the spot again. This time, her buttocks are peeping out beneath the hem.

The manager stares at Charlotte’s skirt. “Well, that is pretty short,” he admits. “I personally would not kick you out on account of a skirt like that, but if other customers complained, I might have to ask you to cover up a bit...”

“Is my thong showing at the front?” asks Charlotte innocently.

The manager, looking a little red in the face, ducks his head down to the level of her skirt’s hem. “No,” he reports. “So, you’re still decent from the front. That’s something, I suppose.”

Charlotte hikes up her skirt another inch and a half. “How about now?”

Her thong is indeed now peeping below her skirt – you can see it yourself. So can the manager. “Oh ... wow,” he says. “That’s very ... um ... very short.” He looks up at Charlotte quizzically. “You wouldn’t really wear a skirt this short, would you?”

“That depends,” says Charlotte. “Would it get me kicked out of here?”

The manager seems to be sweating now. “I’d personally love to ... um, permit you to wear a skirt of that length here,” he says. “But again, I’d have to ask you to cover up if anyone else complained.”

“So you’d be okay if I were to, for instance, shorten this skirt, right now, to this length?” asks Charlotte.

You look up at her, startled, and she gives you a wink.

The manager swallows, and looks around a little nervously. Several other customers are looking at Charlotte now; fortunately they all seem either curious or amused. The manager clears his throat, and says, “You’d really do that? Right now?”

“Well, I’ll need a pair of scissors,” says Charlotte. “And someone with a steady hand to wield them. Would you mind doing the honours? I’d ask my boyfriend, but he’d only make a hash of it.”

“I’ll be right back,” says the manager. Two minutes later, he has fetched a pair of scissors and is carefully cutting a four-inch strip of material off the bottom of Charlotte’s skirt. “There,” he says eventually. He snips through the band of material he has cut off, and pulls it away.

Charlotte is now wearing the shortest, sexiest skirt you have ever seen. “I’m most obliged to you,” she says to the manager. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” he says. Then he gets up and hurries away back to the kitchen, holding his hands over the lump in the front of his trousers.

“That was amazing!” you say to Charlotte as she sits down. “You really went above and beyond the call of duty there!”

She giggles. “That was so much fun!” she says.

“But now what are you going to do?” you ask her. “Your bottom and thong are showing. Does this mean we can’t do anything else this evening?”

“Not at all,” says Charlotte with a grin. “I intend to act as if I’m dressed perfectly decently, whatever we do after this. I love the idea of being so exposed, and not being able to do a thing about it. It’s very exciting!”

“Not just for you,” you remark.

She giggles. “And if tonight goes well, I think I might just shorten all of my skirts to the same length!”

You gasp. “What about university?”

Charlotte shrugs. “If I get into trouble, I get into trouble,” she says. “The worst that will happen is that I’ll have to go back to wearing longer skirts. It’s not like school, where they would summon my parents. And I seriously doubt they would kick me out for exposing a bit of bottom.”

“I hope you’re right!” you say.

The rest of the meal goes well. Afterwards, you ask Charlotte if she would like…

To go and see a movie with you.

To go to the obstacle gym with you.

To come back to Juniper Hall with you.

Charlotte smiles as you begin fondling her breast, and makes no attempt to sto