College Legends Chapter 1-3

Story by storyteller1111

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College Legends Chapter 1

Tracey was appalled.

"What do you mean I'm not on the housing register? I signed up three months ago to move into the dorms as soon as school started!!" Tracey practically yelled. This did little to convince the slightly overweight, and now bitchy housing authority-mock-overlord.

"You can put your papers in now, but it will be two weeks before we get back to you. If we have an opening, you can move in a few days after your check goes through."

"WEEKS?" This time Tracey was screaming. Things only got worse from there.

Tracey left the office, assuring the bitchy woman that letters would be written, and her bosses notified, but she knew it would do little good. She had no proof of sending in her papers, and their system was set up in such a way that such proof could never be verified. They had her, and both women knew it.

Tracey returned to her car, parked in the campus parking lot which was specifically for students housing in the college dorms only. However, she had nowhere else to go. She moved her car towards the back of the lot, hoping that if she wasn't in prime parking, the attendants would either no notice, or would be lenient. After her experience in housing though, she wasn't so sure. Still, she had little choice.

Tracey looked in the rear view mirror of her car, checking her makeup and face. She HAD been immaculately made up prior to entering the housing office, but her encounter there had frazzled her appearance significantly. Her generously busty chest heaved with anger as she fought to calm herself. Her blonde hair was strewn across her face, and her mascara was smudged from where her eyes had watered with rage. Her face was, like the rest of her body, voluptuously proportioned. Not skinny, and definitely not fat, but like most farm girls, had filled out like the rest of her body from hard work, and like the rest of her body, tanned and healthy looking from long days in the sun. Her blonde hair was slightly bleached from the sun, and her young face was smooth, without lines of worry or age. Her blue eyes twinkled almost constantly, looking both alluring and inviting to any caught by her gaze. Her ass was very muscular, but extremely small, making up less than a handful for most boys who fondled her.

Tracey calmed herself, looking back into her vehicle which was packed to the roof with her possessions. She had moved from the middle of farm country, USA, out to the east coast to go to college. Everything she had was in her car. Speakers, computer, lots of wires, clothes, desk, chair, and millions of other small things from her old room. All of this would do little good. She gritted her teeth against tears. She had been so excited to go to college and now this!!

Tracey calmed herself again, trying to salvage the situation. She couldn't go back home, that was certain. She thought for a moment. She did have camping gear, and there were quite a few parks and woods near campus. In fact, she remembered seeing a park near to campus housing on the propaganda she had received from the college. If she walked over to the dorms again, she could probably find a secluded place in the woods to crash for a couple of weeks while she fought the red tape. Tracey looked down at her denim mini-skirt, loafers and tank top that fit too tightly across her chest and sighed. Her big 36DD tits almost made the over-worn material stretch to breaking every time she put it on, but it was her favorite shirt, and was very comfortable. She would definitely wear it, but she couldn't camp out in a mini-skirt.

A few minutes later, she had struggled and fought her way out of her tight mini-skirt and into gypsy pants which flowed easily across her well-developed thighs. She was in great shape, and the pants clung sharply to her small ass, often sliding up into her crack and showing the dividing line of her pert butt to all who walked behind her. Although not intentional in the least, the outfit she wore would have attracted the attention of any males within several dozen meters. Even though she was attempting to wear clothes for comfort, slumming it, her mo

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