Meyer's College, a Div. of Southeastern University (Part 03)(REV)

                                       By: The Cape Cod Beach Bum



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AT DINNER

The dining arrangements were pretty simple, really.  There were four 
round tables spaced around the room, each capable of seating eight 
comfortably.  Meals were served 'family style'. Seating was not assigned, 
and the students were encouraged to vary their dining partners, so that 
everyone would get to know one another. 

"How the HELL do you do it, Michael?", asked Billy, when they were 
getting settled at the table.

"Do what?"

"Not have a constant hard-on.  All the rest of us are walking around 
here with boners that are ready to burst, and you're just going about 
your business, as if it's the most natural thing in the world to be 
nekkid around all these fine lookin' ladies."

"I mean, I'm not gay or nuthin', but it's kinda hard NOT to notice,
it's not like we can hide it."

"Don't worry, Billy.  I know what you mean, and put your mind at ease. 
You have nothing to worry about, I'm not gay either.  Besides, if I was 
I don't think this would be a good indication of it anyway."

"How's that?"

"Let's face it, us guys are all naked as well, so if someone was gay 
that would give him something to look at too!"

"I hadn't thought of that.  But getting back to my original question, 
how do you do it?"

"Well. . . I guess it comes from growing up as the only boy in the house 
with four older sisters.  By the time I came along, the girls were pretty 
relaxed about everything and all.  I suppose that it never occurred to 
them to change the way they did things."

"They had seen me this way since the day I was born, so that didn't 
bother them, either.  Maria and Jennifer are old enough that, they even 
helped bathe me and change my diapers when I was a baby."

"We're not living in the slums, but we're not rich by any means. We only 
have one bathroom in the house, so that doesn't leave much room for 
false modesty.  My sisters always had friends sleeping over the house, 
and I guess, they kinda sorta got used to the relaxed atmosphere in our 
house too, and it never occurred to them to treat me any different." 

"So, I guess I'm kinda lucky.  I'm used to being surrounded by lots of 
pretty girls, dressed and undressed, all the time."

"Damn, and I used to think I was lucky being an only child!"

With that everyone at the table laughed and relaxed.

Kelly took the opportunity to glance around the table at her other
dinner companions.  Seated with her and Michael were Peter and Linda, 
Billy and Keiko.  

Linda had platinum blond hair cut in a modified boy's cut that framed a 
delicate, oval shaped face, with piercing blue eyes, a cute button nose, 
cherry red lips, and a set of even, pearly white teeth set into a wry 
smile.  Tall, she stood about 5'8", around 125 pounds, with softball 
sized breasts, topped by erect, shell pink nipples set in quarter sized 
aureoles of a slightly deeper shade of pink.  From there her body flowed 
smoothly to a very slightly rounded belly, curving gently as it traveled 
over her slim, but womanly hips into long, shapely legs .  Her ass was a 
glorious upside down heart shape, firm and uplifted. her bush was small, 
sparse, and neatly trimmed, and of a slightly darker shade than her 
tresses.  It framed her delicate mons perfectly.  Her hair style may have 
been a modified boy's cut, but the rest of her sure wasn't!  The only mar 
to an otherwise perfect, light tan, were the two bands of previously 
white flesh, at her breasts and hips, now tinged pink after their 
exposure to this afternoon's sunlight.

Linda's roommate, Peter, stood about 5'8", was somewhat thin, but not 
bony, approximately 160 pounds, with short, neatly trimmed, brown hair, 
blue eyes, Roman nose and pouty lips.  He was clean-shaven, and Kelly 
realized, that was over his whole body!  Then she remembered.  Peter had 
mentioned earlier that he was here on a scholarship, a member of the 
school's swim team.  No wonder he had such a sleek, compact body.  

Michael had introduced her to Billy this morning.  He had first met 
Billy a number of weeks earlier, when they both reported to preseason 
football practice.  Neither knew at the time that they were in The 
Program together.  Billy could be best described as a fireplug with legs.  
He was only about 5'11" tall, but must have weighed over 235 pounds.  All 
muscle, as befitting the full-back that he was.  The only way to 
describe him properly, was MASSIVE.  Giggling to herself , she realized 
that included his COCK!  It was huge!  Erect it was over 8" long and 
must have been over 3" around.  Billy's skin was coal black, his head 
shaved bald, with brown eyes, full lips, and a nose that showed signs of 
being previously broken.

Keiko was simply a China doll!  She stood only around 4'8" and couldn't 
weigh more than 90 pounds soaking wet; with silky black hair that 
reached to her waist, worn in a simple pony tail; almond shaped black 
eyes; petite nose and dainty red lips.  Her skin was head to toe 
porcelain perfection.  Her breasts were only about the size of half 
oranges, tipped with tiny, freckle colored nipples set in dime sized 
aureoles.  Her waist couldn't have been more than 20" around, flowing 
into a very flat belly, her mons very lightly covered in a sparse patch, 
of neatly trimmed, straight black hair.  Thin but shapely legs, with 
delicate feet and hands completed the picture.  Billy was going to have 
to be VERY careful in bed.  If he rolled over the wrong way, he might 
just crush the poor girl.

Kelly herself was around 5 feet in height, about 130 lbs. She had short, 
curly, red hair; emerald green eyes; a small upturned nose; and delicate 
red lips.  They were set into a round face covered with abundant light 
freckles. Her body was slightly on the plump side, but not fat. It was 
as if her body hadn't had a chance to shed it's baby fat as yet.  Her 
breasts about the size of half grapefruits, not overly huge, but Michael 
told her he thought they were the perfect size for her body.  Her pubic 
bush was full, matching the color and texture of the hair on her head.  
It was trimmed into a small, neat triangle pointing down to her shaved 
labia.  Her legs were short, but shapely, with tiny feet and hands.

Dinner proceeded amicably, the students quietly joking and laughing 
amongst themselves, relaxing and getting to know one another.  

Michael began to rise from the table, "Billy, I feel like some more cake 
and ice cream.  What do you say we go get seconds for everybody?"

"I'm game, bro.  Let's go."

"Where have you been, buddy?   I haven't seen you and Keiko since our 
orientation meeting this afternoon?"

"Man, we went back to the room to unpack.  Keiko looked like a rabbit 
facing a hungry fox.  So I asked her to come take a walk with me, I'd 
show her around the rest of the campus.  You dig?  You know her and I 
could get in a world of hurt if the word ever got back to the powers, 
man.  But I jus' had to get her to chill.  She was coming unglued."

"Don't worry about it, buddy.  Your secret's safe with me.  We can't let 
the opposition ever find out that you're not a Grizzly bear, just a big 
ol' Teddy Bear!"

Michael slapped Billy on the back, both of them grinning widely.

Billy replied, "Thanks, bro.  I owe you one."

"Let's get that cake and ice cream before they think we forgot."

Back at the table, the girls realized that Keiko was very quiet.

Linda asked, "Keiko, is something wrong?  You've hardly spoken two words 
since we sat down.  As a matter of fact, I don't think I've seen you 
lift your eyes from your plate!"

Keiko looked up and said.

"The customs in the Japan are very different from the customs here in 
the America.  In the Japan, we are taught we do not speak until we are 
spoken to."

"My parents and I came from the Japan two years ago.  My father died in 
a plane crash last year."

"My Momma told me, "Maybe the old ways are good for the Japan, but they 
are not the ways for the America."

"My cousin, also named Keiko, went to the High School with Dr. Carl and 
Dr. Beth.  She told Momma about this program.  My Momma told me I should 
come here, and learn the new American ways."

"I am so sorry that my English is not so good."

Her eyes dropped back to her plate.

Kelly told her, "Don't worry, Keiko.  We're all friends here.  You're 
English is excellent, and we'll all help you. We'll learn together."

Keiko smiled for the first time since she arrived on the campus.

The boys returned with the seconds on desserts, and Keiko joined the 
others in the joking and laughter; finally relaxed, knowing truly she 
was among friends.

END OF PART 3 (REVISED)