Chrissy was brought back to reality by a gentle knocking on her door. She looked quickly at Jessie, who was stark naked, while she was in a state of dishabille. Whatever could she do? A sudden surge of adrenalin brought her to her feet, `Quick!’ she whispered to Jessie, `Hide out of sight!'.

`Coming' she added in a louder voice for the visitor at her door. `You sure were!’ whispered Jessie mischievously as she moved to where Chrissy had motioned her. Chrissy slipped out of her creased blouse and half off bra, she pulled her skirt down, and slipped on a T-shirt, and then opened the door. Chrissy was embarrassed to see the quizzical face of Letti.

`Hi', Chrissy said, trying to sound normal. `Hi', repeated Letti nervously, `I was just wondering if you were, umm, alright?'. Susan tried desperately to think of a story that could explain the noises that Letti must have heard; her mind was a blank. `Oh yea, I'm fine, I was just ..., I was just, umm, watching a video! When Harry met Sally! Have you seen it?' Chrissy knew she was starting to babble, but couldn't stop herself. `Oh, yes, last year', Letti replied, her expression revealing enlightenment. `So you've got your own video recorder then?', she continued. `Yes, it was a birthday present, just before I came here', elaborated Chrissy, hardly believing that her story was being accepted. `You must come around some time and we'll catch a good video together', offered Chrissy.

`Sure, well, maybe. I'm not sure yet what the work will be like on my course', explained Letti, rather pleased that Chrissy was making such overtures of friendship towards her. Just then Letti caught a glimpse past Chrissy into her room, she colored slightly, and excused herself as quickly as possible.

Chrissy couldn't understand Letti's behavior until she turned back into the room, and saw two lots of clothes tangled on the floor in view of the door. Two pairs of panties, two bras, one pair of jeans, and one blouse that was obviously Jessie's, a very distinctive print. She also caught a glimpse of herself: her skirt creased, her hair looking tousled, and her face still had the flushed look of sexual arousal. Chrissy groaned when she realized what Letti must have thought.

Jessie was finding the whole situation highly amusing. `When Harry met Sally!, That was brilliant Chris, you're a genius! Hey, Cheer up, what's wrong?', she queried when she saw Chrissy's face. `I think she guessed!' Chrissy stated, with gloom. `So what?’ demanded Jessie with bright unconcern. `I bet it only makes her horny to think of me licking you out'.

Chrissy colored at the thought that anyone else would know that she enjoyed lesbian activities, but admitted that the idea that Letti might even now be getting aroused at the idea of Jessie and her together was an exciting one. `I know', continued Jessie excitedly, `let's give her just long enough to start masturbating, and then lets go and knock on her door'. Chrissy liked the idea. It was beginning to make her hot again thinking of sweet little Letti masturbating.

Jessie borrowed one of Chrissy's dressing gowns, and popped back to her own room to 'change'. Susan met her outside her door seconds later; Jessie was now dressed in her own short, sexy, dressing gown. Together they went down the corridor and stood outside of Letti's room. Checking that no-one else was around; Jessie placed her ear to Letti's door. Chrissy did the same, and together they heard the faintest of moans that could have been Letti in the throes of sexual excitement. Jessie motioned Chrissy away from the door, and then knocked loudly.

They heard some scrambling, and then a very red faced Letti came to the door. She was bare foot, the buttons on her blouse were not buttoned straight, the darkness and prominence of her nipples indicated that she was no longer wearing a bra, and that they were aroused, and she was breathing quite hard. Chrissy could feel her clitoris throb at the sight. Jessie smiled, and said, as she stepped forward, `Hi Letti, mind if we come in?'. Letti mumbled something about `Of course not', as she retreated before them.

Chrissy's eye took in how Letti had tried to make the standard college room her own; but she particularly noticed the creased bedding where Letti had obviously just been lying, and the bedside cabinet draw that wouldn't close because of something pushed in clumsily. Letti followed her gaze, and blushed furiously when she saw where she was looking.

`What's this?', asked Jessie, going over to the draw and lifting up the offending object. Chrissy's eyes widened when she saw what it was, and Letti cast her eyes down to the floor in shame. For there in Jessie's hand was an eight inch vibrator, and not only that, but it was still glistening with Letti's juices.

`My, oh my, we have been a naughty girl haven't we?' asked Jessie, looking at Letti who was obviously wishing the ground would swallow her up. Chrissy came up beside Letti, and touched her arm, `It's alright you know; I can understand how you got turned on by the idea of Jessie and I'. Chrissy ran her hands up and down Letti's arm, as she continued, `We all masturbate. I do so almost every day, and I know Jessie does as well. I've never used a vibrator though, what does it feel like?'. Chrissy's words were starting to ease Letti's anguish, although she was still mortified to have been caught red handed. Chrissy's words continued soothingly, as her fingers stayed so that they were brushing the outside of Letti's left breast.

Jessie joined in caressing her other arm. Letti was obviously getting turned on by the situation; her breath was coming in shallower gasps; clearly they'd interrupted her while she was at a high stage of sexual excitement. Jessie ran the fingers of one hand through Letti's beautiful hair; while the other slipped down and took one of Letti's hands in her own. This hand she lifted up, and guided into her dressing gown and onto one breast.

Jessie and Letti gasped at the same time. Jessie's gown drifted open, revealing her beautiful charms to Chrissy and Letti. Chrissy by now was boldly caressing Letti's breasts through her blouse. The nipples were even more prominent, and Chrissy could feel her own pussy getting wet. Letti had started to pant and groan quietly, `Ohh, Ohhhnnn'.