Victoria woke up to the sun beaming through her window. She blew her platinum blonde bangs from her eyes, kicked off her sheets, and threw her soft legs over the side of the bed. It was Saturday and she was finally free from the week's work load.
She stepped lightly onto the carpet, her tight, pink shirt hovering just above her navel, and grabbed her towel off the desk chair. She skipped over to her closet and just as she reached for the handle, she tripped on a pile of text books. Giggling, she clumsily toppled down into a pile of dirty clothes and kicked her legs into the air. For some reason she felt rather giddy that morning and nothing was going to ruin her weekend. She rubbed her foot for a moment and then began rummaging through the pile until she pulled out a tiny tank top with a wet stain. She then sighed and glanced over at her roommate who was asleep on the other side of the room.
"Laura! Did you wear my black tank top out last night?"
Laura groaned and pulled her pillow over her head, ignoring Victoria's question.
"Laura! Did you wear my tank top to the party last night?"
After asking a second time, Victoria bit her lip, stood up, and then jumped onto the bed, laughing. Laura immediately groaned and turned over.
"Vickie! Get off me! I'm not in the mood!"
"Hey sleepy head! Did you wear my tank top last night?"
"No!"
"You didn't?"
"No! I wore it the night before!"
Victoria clenched her thighs around Laura's waist and began to tickle her.
"You little SLUT!"
The two girls wrestled a bit. Laura was a bit hung over, and she seemed agitated and uncomfortable until Victoria swooped in and kissed her. Laura then seemed to calm down. She returned the kiss and squeezed Victoria's thighs as Victoria slowly rubbed her smooth, soft body over Laura, tracing her toes down Laura's slick legs. Eventually the two led up and Victoria rested her head on Laura's breasts and closed her eyes.
"Can you imagine what my Mom would say if she knew about us. She'd pull me out of college right away!"
"It's too bad we didn't meet in High School, Vickie. We could've shocked 'em at an earlier age. Then they'd be used to it by now."
Suddenly a strange look swept across Victoria's face. She felt a cloud of confusion cascade through her like an avalanche. She raised her head and glanced over at the pictures on her desk.
"What's wrong Vickie?"
"Nothing... I... I just realized something."
"What is it?"
"Oh my God! I... I... I can't seem to remember my junior and senior year in high school."
"What?"
"How can this be? I don't remember ANYTHING! No prom! No graduation! In fact, the last thing I remember was being in a room at a friends house when I was SIXTEEN! That's it! I don't remember the following two years at all!"
"Are you joking?"
"No. I remember the summer AFTER high school. I remember applying here and going through rush at the sorority. I remember dropping the sorority and meeting you on campus. I remember everything but those two years."
Victoria than began to cry.
"Laura! I lost two years of my life!"
Laura pulled Victoria in close and consoled her.
"Don't worry honey, we'll figure this out."
