Name: Melanie Pierson
Subject: Social circle.
My name is Melanie. I am eighteen years old and recently started college. Shoulder length blonde hair, and not a hair on my body below my neck. A whole new environment, vastly different from high school. So far it is an enjoyable experience, though. Having made several new friends, it is easy to say my social circle has expanded in the past few months.
In high school, I was part of a small group of friends. Perhaps it’s better to say they accepted me, let me hang around the edge of the group. I guess I had trouble making real friends for a long time. That has changed, thankfully. As a late bloomer, I was teased during earlier high school years. It stuck to me, just like my perky b-cups. – delete whole paragraph –
First circle, in alphabetical order.
Mom and dad, no siblings.
Brian. Classmate, athletic, slightly taller than I am. He’s the quiet type. We often go running, as well as study together. I like him. hanging out with him. If he were to ask, I’d pose nude for him and I’d know he wouldn’t hurt me. He doesn’t ask but has already seen my naked butt several times.
Cohen. Classmate. He’s the lively type, brings energy to the group. I don’t know him very well yet but feel he’s a key part of our group. He’s close friends with Sarah. Sometimes see I him looking at her and I wonder.
Josy. Former neighbor. Current lover. How am I going to write this? Even after moving to student rooms, we still live close by each other and often visit for dinner or sleeping together just hanging out. She likes to get me (nearly) naked in public spaces and brought me to an orgasm at a party We went to different high schools and since going to the same college, we’ve become much closer (you could say intimate) friends. And she likes to touch me in all the naughty places. Just the other day, she touched me right in the open elevator. God, Melanie, stop it.
Sarah. Classmate. The glue that binds our little study group together. Social and very perceptive. I have to be careful around her.
This is an essential part of a student’s life, as one spends a lot of time there, making connections with the other inhabitants. Six rooms, means five other roommates. – flatmates? – Having lived there only a few weeks, I haven’t had much time to get to know them yet.
Alani, dark haired, she’s a tease, like the worst. Keeps bringing up how she saw me sleeping, naked from the waist down energetic.
Elle, brunette, kind girl. I could see myself becoming close friends with her. What did she see? Not sure… A lot?
Reese, ash blonde, quiet. She has a girlfriend. Though she’s usually quiet, I like how open she is in one-on-one talks. Saw me half naked in the middle of our common room and could easily talk me into attending dinner in the buff with that hypnotizing quiet voice of hers.
Paige, brunette. Naturally takes charge of a situation. A born leader. She lifted my chemise in the kitchen. I wasn’t wearing panties.
Julia, brunette, hasn’t seen me naked yet, somehow. Why did I write that? I don’t really know her yet.
Some of Josy’s roommates also saw me naked or nearly so. They were nice about it though.
I often visit Josy. I get tingles thinking about how she’ll expose me next
Other classmates and extended family.
I consider myself lucky with the people I have around me, in my social circle. Both at home, at my student room and at college, I have friends who support me in both studies and extracurricular activities, like being scantily clad or even naked around others. Before you judge me for that, I’m still a virgin, just so you know. Being naked is not about sex.
~ Calm down, delete everything, start over. This was a mess. I could make a graphic representation, with the circles. Without all the redacted stuff. Or… what if I post this somewhere, pretend it’s fictional? Permanently delete file? Ahhh! ~