Bimbo Graduation
Carey
was about to graduate. Four long years of work. Going to class, writing
essays, taking exams! For as much work as it had taken to graduate with
a Political Science degree, and have a 4.0, she had finally felt at
home. Her parent’s weren’t the problem, per-se. Her parents and family
were all loving and supportive. They were one of the reasons why she was
in the position she was in. Why she was so successful. However, They
had always felt so distant, even with all of their support.
Even so, why couldn’t she stop crying? why did she feel so damn sad about graduating. It was tough to say. Carey had just spent so much time on campus. All her friends were there. It was home! And now she had to leave! Out of all the things she had to do while at university, why was leaving the hardest part?
Carey sniffled and wiped the tears from her eyes and blew the snot from her nose. Why was she still crying? What was wrong with her? This was fucking stupid. She was stronger than this! Was she though? She sniffed again. she’d been sitting in her nearly empty dorm room crying her eyes out for the last 4 hours. Why was she. So. Damn. Sad? She balled and heaved again, her tears streaming down her face. Fuck!
“What if you didn’t have to leave?”
Carey’s face shot up. Looking around for the source of the voice. A pink cloud appeared in front of her bed. She scrambled back onto her bed. “What the fuck?” she said sniffling.
In front of her stood a brown haired woman. She had decent breasts, nothing amazing though. She wore a fitted brown cardigan, and dark blue jeans, with a brown leather boots that had a small thick heel.”Who the fuck are you?” Carey said with fear in her voice. “How did you get in hear!”
The woman just smiled. “Do you want to leave? Did you want to graduate?”
Carey’s eyes widened in reaction, then looked down and thought for a long moment.
“No.” She said quietly
“Then take my hand…”
Carey reached out and took the woman’s hand in her own…
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Cari had, like, never been happier! Gawd! What could be better then being in a sorority with, like, all the totally hawt girls at her Uni! Just. OMG! Like, what could be better than twinning with her little! They did it all the time! What could be better? She loved University, even if all the classes were, like, super hard and stuff. It wasn’t her fault that all the guys here were totally hawt! Gawd! She had to buy so many panties! It wasn’t fair! Whatevs! She just hoped she would never have to leave!
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