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A New ResolutionShe threw back the covers and scrambled out of bed. “Oh crap! The goddamn big-deal donor is coming this morning.” She rushed towards her bathroom, dodging piles of books and clothes on the floor. Yanking on the shower faucets, she sat down to use the toilet, while waiting for the hot water to make its way up from the basement.“Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap.” Part of her university grant money was based on taking visitors around for ‘make nice to important visitors’ tours. Professor Gavin, the department chair, was going to be pissed off if she was late. Dr. Gavin was one of the few women running an Archeology Studies department at a major university. She was hell on anyone who might make her look bad, especially if the offender was a lowly first-year grad student.Melissa hopped in the shower without flushing the toilet. The pipes in the old apartment building she lived in didn’t like doing more than one thing at a time. Etiquette amongst the renters was to bang something metal on the pipes before you flushed. That way, anybody taking a shower on another floor could jump out of the water stream before getting scalded.As the water sluiced over her, Melissa tried to organize her thoughts. Her suit was hanging in the closet; it should be fine. Her cream silk blouse was in the pile for the cleaners, but it wasn’t too bad. She couldn’t remember if she had any pantyhose, but it was summer and going bare-legged was the style anyway. She was glad she had shaved her legs last night. Then she flinched as she also remembered shaving her pubic area smooth and how well that had worked out.She slammed off the water and hurried to finish getting ready.Twenty minutes later, she ran out her front door and rushed down the street. With traffic at this time of day, walking would be as fast as a Escort Güngören bus or taxi, so she had shoved her heels in a backpack and was wearing sneakers. She always thought that sneakers and a business suit looked silly, but practical was more important right now. Her first priority was getting to Anson Hall as fast as possible. She considered running, but she didn’t want to be all sweaty in a suit.If she were lucky, she’d make it on time and Gavin wouldn’t give her the infamous ‘look.’ Melissa thought it was astonishing that all of the grad students should be so intimidated by a short, overweight, middle-aged woman, but every one of them lived in fear of Professor Gavin’s wrath. Of course, the department chair had a major influence over their field assignments and the selection of professors to serve on their dissertation committee. Either of those things could make or break a grad student.Melissa also resented Dr. Gavin’s picking her for VIP tour duty. The assignment made her feel like decoration, meant to appeal to the mostly male visitors eyes and egos. While Melissa certainly didn’t consider herself beautiful, she knew that compared to the other grad students, she was at least adequately presentable, when she dressed up. Something about Archeology seemed to attract either geeky, crunchy-grainy backpackers or overweight misanthropes. Neither group made good candidates for cleaning up well enough to escort potential donors.None of the male grad students had appealed to her as dating material either. The ones who weren’t completely anti-social might have been nice guys, but they didn’t really click for her. She grimaced, “Guess they’re not ‘bad boy’ enough… like that‘s been working for me.”When she was an undergraduate, dating hadn’t been very İnnovia Escort successful either, or even in the two years after graduation when she worked for the state environmental agency. Her love life had erratically veered between hooking up with exciting bad boys or plodding relationships with nice boys. The nice boys were boring, and the bad boys inevitably turned out to be assholes. “Not usually as fast as last night,” she thought, grimacing yet again.She’d dated a couple of boys that her parents really liked. They were steady, smart, even handsome. But as much as she had wanted there to be something special, both times things just fizzled out. Sex was boring. They were boring.She snorted derisively to herself. “Maybe it’s time to go back to girls?” In a drunken college moment during junior year, getting over yet another bad hooking-up experience, she’d found herself making out with another woman. Jill was one of the girls in her kayaking club. They wound up back at Jill’s dorm room, sitting on her bed sharing a bottle of premixed Margaritas, complaining about how horrible college dating was.Jill had launched into a diatribe about what awful kissers boys were. Melissa disagreed. With fond memories, she described how a guy she dated for awhile in high school would kiss her lightly along the contours of her neck, with small licks in the hollow of her collar bone and nibbles on her ear. As Melissa recalled his technique, she traced out a path on Jill’s neck with her fingertips. Without any planned intention, a warm sense of arousal had quietly grown.Breaking the tension, Jill giggled nervously and joked, “Yeah, well the best I ever had was…” Then she leaned over and planted a series of sloppy wet kisses on Melissa’s neck.“Eww, yech,” Melissa cried out. Kağıthane escort bayan She laughed uncontrollably and flailed drunkenly to escape Jill’s tongue. They both collapsed backward onto the bed in peals of laughter.When they finally stopped laughing, Melissa looked over at Jill and said with mock sternness, “No, it’s like this you silly little girl.” Melissa turned over on all fours and instructed Jill, “Close your eyes and pretend it’s Ryan.”Jill asked puzzled, “Ryan?”“Yeah, you know, cute tight-assed Ryan, president of the kayak club.”Jill smiled and then purred back, “Oh yeah, Ryan.” As ordered, she closed her eyes and snuggled in.Melissa bent her head down and gently nuzzled Jill’s neck, nibbling her way up towards her ear. A soft groan escaped Jill, and she stretched out to expose more of her tender skin. Melissa allowed her eyes to close also, as she worked her way across Jill’s brow, along the side of her nose, and down her cheek towards her lips.She was still unsure if she was going to kiss Jill on the mouth when Jill unexpectedly turned her head and kissed Melissa directly on her mouth. Jill giggled softly and parted her lips, stroking her tongue along Melissa’s lips. After a long moment’s hesitation, Melissa opened her lips to accept Jill’s tongue, and then with surprising eagerness, pressed her tongue into Jill’s mouth.For several minutes, they kissed one another, alternating between passionate fervor and gentle exploration, mutually marveling at the softness of kissing another woman. Finally, Melissa broke contact to reposition herself from being on her hands and knees to lying down on top of Jill. Melissa’s thigh came to rest firmly against the zipper of Jill’s blue jeans. Jill sighed in appreciation, lifting her hips to bring herself more direct contact with Melissa’s thigh. Jill wiggled gently, seating her sex firmly against Melissa.Then Jill raised her leg in turn, pressing her thigh between Melissa’s legs. The skirt Melissa was wearing had bunched up near her waist, and Jill’s denim-clad leg came to rest directly against the wet cotton of Melissa’s thong.

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