Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna & Prince Truhan)
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				Title: <strong>Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 22:26:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_09.jpg)</div><strong>Amber Stoneley</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>Alone.<br><br><hr><br>It had been a whirlwind. Welcome week was finally over, though, and the first classes had started in earnest today, but Amber was totally excited to be here. She was also glad that Beryl had managed to get in to the same college on a sports scholarship. This was not her first choice of university, but when Beryl had said she wanted to go with her, Amber had revised her choices to make sure she was applying to colleges that her twin sister could get into.<br><br>Amber was surprised at her twin's choice, but delighted. College wouldn't be anything like as much fun without Beryl there. And yet, the simple fact that the two of them were on different scholarships meant that Beryl could finally get out from under Amber's shadow and be her own person. That, Amber reckoned, as she lay on the raffia mat she had laid on the soft sand, could only strengthen the bond between them. One thing she never wanted was to overshadow her twin, and it had been a cause of rows between herself and their mother whenever mom had criticised the more sporty Beryl for not being like the academic Amber. "Why can't you be more like your sister?" would always elicit the response from Amber, "Honestly, mom, I try, but she's so much better at sports than me..." Which invariably sparked the row when Mom would turn on Amber and insist she was being deliberately obtuse. She was, of course, but that was the whole point!<br><br>Amber dragged her thoughts back to the task at hand, in time to see another orang streak head across the darkening sky. "Gotcha!" She grinned and closed her right eye before tapping the on button on her tablet, which lit to display a black screen with a star map on it. She tapped the location in Aquarius that she had seen the meteorite and turned the tablet back to standby, reopening the eye she had deliberately saved the night vision in. As the sky grew darker she spotted Venus glowing brightly near the horizon. It was a moonless night, or very nearly. the final sliver of the waning moon would not rise for ages. More and more stars came out in the unpoluted sky, away from the city's sodium lights. The campus was a faint glow behind her, but it was not bright enough to obscure... "Oh WOW!" Amber had seen pictures of course, but she had never spent a night in the open outside a city. She had never before seen the Milky Way (https://c2.staticflickr.com/6/5321/9018585317_ee26eb14fb_z.jpg) in all its glory, spread out across the sky.<br><br>She was so fascinated that she totally failed to notice there was someone else on the beach with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 22:37:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_23.jpg)</div><strong>Beryl Stoneley</strong><br>&nbsp;<br>Monday, August 25th, late afternoon<br>&nbsp;<br>University track, finishing up a workout<br>&nbsp;<br>Alone.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr> <br>Mondays were always rough track practice days, at least in Beryl’s experience, and college was quickly proving to be no different. It was drills, drills, drills, for the most part – a slow warm-up run followed by plyometrics, followed by a mix of sprint and hill running drills, followed by a workout in the college fitness center – which Beryl found amazing, with all the equipment new and bright and gleaming chrome – and then a slow cooldown run, right before sunset.<br>&nbsp;<br>Beryl kept mostly to herself during the workout, listening carefully to Coach Gabriel when the workouts were being explained, listening to her favorite tunes (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZtS9hZQi-4) when it was time to run. She wasn’t exactly antisocial, but with everything so new, she was still trying to figure everything out. And besides, all of the other females on the team either seemed to be a touch slower than her (most) or a bit faster (a few). There really wasn’t much time to socialize on the hard workout days. There were other priorities, like breathing. And trying not to pass out.<br>&nbsp;<br>As for socializing with the guys … Beryl didn’t think she was ready for that. Not yet, even as hot as some of them were. Not after Gareth. That still stung just a little too much.<br>&nbsp;<br>Checking her watch, Beryl slowed down to a walk as she finished her last cooldown lap, her entire body drenched with sweat as she headed back to the college athletic center. She smiled, think about what her twin Amber would probably say to her if she could see her at that moment … ugh. All that sweat? Why? Why would you ever want to do that to yourself on purpose?<br>&nbsp;<br>And Beryl would just shrug her shoulders and smile. The truth was that she really didn’t know, either. It was what she did. The question might as well be why do you breathe? Because she had to. It was a part of who she was.<br>&nbsp;<br>A cloud of steam poured out of the women’s locker room as Beryl made her way into the building. She made a face as she noticed it – much as she knew she needed a shower, Beryl didn’t particularly feel like she needed more heat at the moment, either. Instead, she took a long drink from the water fountain, and simply sat down in the hallway, letting out a happy sigh as she leaned against the wall by an air conditioning vent, enjoying how the cold air washed over her skin. She kneaded her sore calves with her fingers as she sat, watching the other runners on the team walk by her, giving some of them a friendly wave and a nod as they passed her by.<br>&nbsp;<br>Beryl checked her watch again. “Shit,” she murmured, “hope the dining hall’s still open.” She was hungry after the beast of a workout she’d just finished … but she didn’t exactly feel like moving yet, either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Visna</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 18:43:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://37.media.tumblr.com/12b171383297c10c86ce4bc4246568aa/tumblr_mop70el1qY1s2vtybo2_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Sophie Lynn</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Amber<br><br><br><hr><br>Walking the beach had been part of Sophie's routine since her freshman year. Although she often had a group with her, on that night she was alone. She was barefooted, a habit which often carried onto campus as well. The sand shifted through her toes; it was a feeling she had always adored.<br><br>The sea provided a gentle breeze which made her golden curls drift slightly in the wind. She had managed to make most of her first classes, missing the first day of Organic Chemistry. Sophie was the opposite of a star student, and she often found herself simply forgetting about class on a given day.<br><br>Still, she managed to enjoy her life to the fullest. It was dark out, but the distant lights provided some vision. Sophie was wearing a tank top, which was a stable in her wardrobe. It clutched tightly to her jugs, which seemed to be unnaturally large. She had to assure everybody that they were real. A pair of purple shorts left most of her powerful legs to be seen. A rainbow of cheap bracelets and anklets covered her forearms and ankles. <br><br>As she walked down the beach, she sipped on a can of cheap beer she had brought along. It was illegal, but she had never been caught before. Her eyes were glued mostly to the sky. Sophie had no scientific interest in the stars; she simply found them pretty and relaxing.<br><br>A bump in the sand caused her to stumble forward. She looked down to regain her balance and saw the figure about twenty yards ahead. She easily recognized the shadow as a girl, and so she advanced forward to say hello. Sophie was friendly to most people, but she was also a bit overly flirtatious at times. Her dorm had labeled her a slut, but she didn't quite mind.<br><br>The two grew closer, and she found that she recognized the girl. The two didn't know each other well, but Sophie distinctly remembered her coming to the LGBT Society booth during opening week. Despite being a klutz, Sophie was surprisingly good with names. It helped that she had a crush on the girl, since she had always found black women to be particularly alluring.<br><br>"Hey!" Sometimes, she spoke loudly without realizing it. "Oops, sorry, uhh, didn't mean to scare you. Mind if I sit here and watch with you? They look gorgeous tonight, don't they."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2014, 18:23:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/13300000/HOT-colin-morgan-13342616-800-646.jpg)</div><strong>Peter Marker</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late afternoon<br><br>After practice, with Beryl.<br><hr><br>Peter's mondays seemed to exist to control how late he went to bed on Sunday, it was still later than it should but knowing how much he had to run the following day at least made sure he stopped and got some sleep for a few hours.<br><br>This day wasn't much different from a regular monday except that as practice went on his eyes noticed that the new arrivals to the team had joined. They had all been introduced to him, but if he was honest he only got one name out of it, her name was Beryl and so far he knew little about her other than that she was sexy, in great shape and that he wanted to get to know her better.<br><br>Despite that fact he didn't seek her out during training, that wasn't really a time to meet someone. He just focused on his own workout, that was until he came out of the men's locker room and saw her against the wall near the water fountain. He waved at her and went to get a drink, only after that he moved to her.<br><br>"Hi." he said with a friendly smile "I'm Peter" he continued assuming she wouldn't remember his name "How are you liking this place so far?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>21-07-2014, 22:00:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_09.jpg)</div><strong>Amber Stoneley</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Sophie<br><br><hr><br>"OH! Holy crap!" Amber practically jumped out of her skin when someone said 'Hey' from out of the gathering darkness. A vaguely familiar voice apologised for startling her and asked to watch with her. The woman who emerged from the gloom was someone Amber knew. She had to think for a moment, who it was. The young woman said something about 'them looking gorgeous'. In her momentary confusion, Amber's eyes travelled down to the magnificent chest on the woman. A vision of her own face buried between them, suffocating happily, flashed across her imagination and before she could stop herself the words slipped out.<br><br>"Mmm, they look absolutely fantastic, big enough to bounce on..."<br><br>And then just to make matters worse, she realised what she had just said, and blushed, looked away, and muttered, "Uh, that is, I didn't mean... Um... I, uh... OH! You mean the stars? Yes, they do..."&nbsp; <em>Oh god, that was fucking idiotic... How to win friends and influence people... NOT!</em> But then she looked back at the face, which didn't seem angry. <br><br>"Oh, I know you. You were manning the LGBT booth last week." And suddenly, Amber didn't feel so bad about the boob boob. She grinned. "I'm Amber. Amber Stoneley. Please join me. I'm actually continuing a project I started back home, only here on the beach, so far away from the city it's a lot easier. I'm counting meteorites. Back home I had to go out into the local park and even then I only got to see the big ones. But here..." She pointed suddenly. "There, in Orion". If the other woman's eyes were quick enough to look where Amber was pointing, they might just catch a faint red streak shooting across the sky.<br><br>Amber tapped her tablet, recorded the sighting. Then smiled happily at the blonde. "But what really amazed me, just before you said 'hey', was that!" The dark skinned girl pointed to a bright stripe (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HUisy3Ere-A/TEu8UmO45JI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4QVDgnVFBxE/s1600/CenterOfGalaxy.jpg) that seamed to curve its way across the sky from due South to North East. "I've seen pictures of it, of course, but, I've never actually seen it with my own eyes. It's beautiful". She hesitated and added, almost in a whisper, "like you".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 23:33:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_23.jpg)</div><strong>Beryl Stoneley</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late afternoon<br><br>The Athletic Center, with Peter<br><br><hr><br>"Peter, is it?" Beryl replied with a smile. "I see that you survived practice." They'd introduced everyone on the team the first day of practice. She wasn't much good with memorizing most things, but she had a knack for names. She couldn't quite remember what event he ran, though. She was reasonably sure he wasn't a 1600m runner like herself ... but she knew even that could be wrong. The girls ran a slightly different workout than the boys' team, so it was possible they ran the same event.<br><br>"<em>Like</em> is such a strong word ... but yes, I'm liking it so far." She gestured towards all the other students hurrying in and out of the locker rooms. "Just wish these were a little bigger. I'm not exactly looking forward to going into a sauna. Things always this busy here?" <br><br>With a sigh and a groan, Beryl stood up, stretching her arms high above her head, not really noticing her breasts straining against the sweat-soaked fabric of her running top. "Any advice you can give to a newbie?" she asked. "I was planning on a quick shower, then heading over to the dining hall for something to eat. Is it crowded there now, or should I wait a little longer?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Visna</strong> on <strong>29-07-2014, 22:09:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://37.media.tumblr.com/12b171383297c10c86ce4bc4246568aa/tumblr_mop70el1qY1s2vtybo2_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Sophie Lynn</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Amber<br><br><br><hr><br>Sophie burst into loud laugh as she watched Amber's flustered reaction. Even in the darkness, it could be seen enough to amuse the blonde. Although she wasn't the brightest bulb, she was good with people. She caught onto tiny cues quite well, especially ones related to attraction and subtle flirting.<br><br>In the past, some girls had asked if she ever wished her tits were smaller. Sophie always got a good chuckle out of such questions. There was no girl who enjoyed flaunting her curves more than Sophie. She enjoyed peoples' reactions, and she typically judged how interested a girl was by how many times they glanced down at her boobs per minute.<br><br>"Yeah, I meant the stars." She took a seat beside of Amber; her goofy grin was enough to reassure the girl that she wasn't angry. "Yup, that was me! I remember you. You were checking out my boobs back then too!" She laughed. "I'm more of a butt girl myself, but I respect your tastes." She teased.<br><br>"I'm Sophie." She listened to Amber for a while. It did pique her interest, but she doubted she would remember any of it by morning. "Oo, pretty." Sitting with her legs crossed, Sophie leaned back and forth. She was like a curious eight year old, oo-ing and ah-ing at the bright lights.<br><br>A lot of things turned Sophie on. Surprisingly, one of them was a girl with a brain. They didn't have to be a genius, but they had to come off as a bit nerdy to her. She thought nerds were cute, at least the semi-cool ones. Amber definitely gave off that vibe.<br><br>She was going to tease the girl about her vast amounts of knowledge, but the shockingly unsubtle flirt threw her off. "Ohhh, girlll!" Amber had awoken a nest of bees. Although, in her case, the nest was simply a slutty hippie that would fuck any girl that seemed moderately interested in her.<br><br>"First few days as a freshman, and you're already a flirt!" She finished her beer and crushed the can. She would never litter, so she set it aside to toss away later.<br><br>"You know, I like looking at stars. But, honestly, I think I'd much prefer to look at you." Sophie would always flirt back. She was in the mood to get laid, and her radar was going haywire. She wrapped an arm around Amber's shoulder. "Do you have anywhere to be tonight?" Sophie loved coming off strong, especially since Amber was a freshman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 16:27:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/13300000/HOT-colin-morgan-13342616-800-646.jpg)</div><strong>Peter Marker</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late afternoon<br><br>After practice, with Beryl.<br><hr><br>The boy smiled as she recalled his name "Yes, Peter." and chuckled at her joke "Well Mondays make the rest of the week easy, at least that's what I tell myself to try to get through them."<br><br>He took in her questions and tried to be helpful "Not always, if you are patient enough to wait around 20 minutes there will be much less people around here. Although if you are in a hurry I could spray you with cold water."<br><br>Then she stood up and stretched, as she did that Peter couldn't keep his eyes from moving down to her breasts as they showed the elasticity limits of her running top and making him secretly wish that the material wouldn't hold. He decided it was best if he kept speaking rather than stare at her.<br><br>"The dining hall is the opposite, we get out before some big classes, so you would be better off hurrying over there in less than." he looked at his watch "10... 15 minutes tops, otherwise it's better to be patient."<br><br>He took another look at her and offered "I could get us a table and food if you still want to try for that shower." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 17:13:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_09.jpg)</div><strong>Amber Stoneley</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Sophie<br><br><hr><br>Amber was so relieved that Sophie wasn't cross with her for her blatant boob-boob (and that expression caused her mind to do a quick somersault as she worked out exactly what she meant by it), that at first she didn't notice the blonde's blatant flirting nor her own flirting. Her face was a lot more chocolaty in colour than normal, and she wasglad that it was dark enouigh that Sophie wouldn't be able to see that she was still blushing hotly.<br><br>"My taste? Oh ha ha, yes... I... um. I like a nice big juicy pear..." She giggled a bit. And then Sophie went and really embarrassed her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be flirty" She looked away and Sophie's words yanked her head around as surely as if the sophomore had grabbed her chin. Brown eyes met blue eyes and Amber was lost. "I, uh... You would?" She licked her lips nervously and suddenly there was an arm around her shoulders.<br><br>"Sophie...?" She began to protest, but... But what the heck, this woman was gorgeous, she was a sophomore (at least that's what her badge at the LGBT kiosk had said) and she was coming on to meek little geeky Amber Stoneley. "Oh god!" She sighed and gave up. All hope of resisting vanished and she snuggled against the slightly older woman. She lay there for a few moments and just enjoyed. Then turning her head to look up at Sophie she grinned and said, "I do now!" <br><br>It was probably the boldest thing she'd ever said to another woman. But there was one important thing she had to know. "um, I hope this isn't too forward a question, after all we kind-of only just met, and... and I don't normally do stuff on the first date... let alone with someone who just happened to find me counting shooting stars on the beach..." She looked up at the sky again, where the rising moon had washed the milky way and the rest of the paler stars from the velvety blackness with her creamy light. "In fact... I never do stuff at all, ever", she added in a small timid voice. "But, but I need to know... Are they...." She glanced down at the impressively&nbsp; filled tank top. <br><br>"You know? Real?" She finished rather lamely.<br><br>Amber's face was burning so hot, she felt she was probably a hazard to shipping - her blush must be glowing so brightly it would be visible for miles out to sea.<br><br>She tore her gaze away from the magnificent rack, and upo to the pretty face and smiled shyly. "So do you have anywhere to be tonight?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Visna</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 19:32:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://37.media.tumblr.com/12b171383297c10c86ce4bc4246568aa/tumblr_mop70el1qY1s2vtybo2_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Sophie Lynn</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Amber<br><br><br><hr><br>Although she was rather fearless with her approaches, Sophie was also good at knowing when to cut things off. She had practiced enough to know when a girl just wasn't interested. Fortunately for her, Amber gave off none of these vibes.<br><br>"Pears are good, but so is chocolate." She noted, her fingers dancing across the skin on Amber's arm. Sophie had a thing for all girls, but, especially during recent months, she'd been wanting a black girl to romp. Sophie went through stages of desiring particular aspects in other girls. <br><br>She did have one past experience, but it only left her wanting more. It was during high school, and she seemed more intent on enjoying Sophie's body than allowing the busty girl to do the same in response. It just made the already hungry girl crave chocolate further, and she was determined to make Amber her outlet.<br><br>Her fingers squeezed gently into Amber's arm, playfully hinting at her desires. Sophie smiled as Amber's eyes darted to meet her own. She was stunning with record-breaking tits, but her teeth were one of her few sour spots. They were a bit crooked and not especially white. She did have a habit of ending her smiles when girls looked at her, and this unconscious routine got the best of her. Her wide grin turned into a mere smirk, but the fire in her eyes remained in full force.<br><br>"Of course I would. You're fucking gorgeous." Her hand traveled from Amber's arm to her hair, which she toyed with for a few seconds before returning back to its previous location wrapped around Amber. The start of a protest caught Sophie off guard, although she didn't let her expression show her worry. Amber, on the other hand, was bad at hiding her own emotions, and her next expression, a full blush, gave off her actual feelings. <em>"Oh, she wants it. She wants some messy white pussy. Mhmm, yes she does!"</em> <br><br>Amber leaned against her; Sophie didn't complain. She kept softly stroking Amber's arm as the girl got situated to a position she deemed comfortable. She did notice Amber's close proximity to her boobs, and the freshman was pretty bad at sneaking glances. For a few minutes, the two just enjoyed the touch of each other.<br><br>At least, that was the case until Amber broke the silence with her question. She practically told Sophie that she was a virgin, which was like adding fuel to her ever-blazing desire. <br><br>The inquiry made Sophie laugh. It was far from the first time she had been asked that question, and so it didn't bother her at all. She was glad to hear it, since it cemented the strategy she would take with Amber. Flaunt boobs, score Amber. The girl's cheeks were now resembling Christmas lights.<br><br>"Nowhere important! Well, expect in your arms, maybe." She leaned forward and lovingly nuzzled her cheek against the top of Amber's head. She gently eased Amber away from her. Once they were separated, she moved so that they were sitting face to face.<br><br>"The million dollar question... Are they real?" She teased. "I'll let you be the judge." Sophie had never been self conscious about her body. Public showers were a breeze for her, and choosing a bikini for the beach wasn't bad either.<br><br>After scanning the area for signs of other people out on a stroll, she grabbed the end of her tank and stripped it off of her. Her bra was next, and she made quick work of it. All that remained was a pair of the biggest, natural tits Amber had probably ever seen. In a past life, it was apparent that Sophie had to have been some sort of bovine.<br><br>The skin was beautiful, with only a slight vein or freckle here or there. They had a near-perfect shape. "Not bad, huh? Don't be shy, feel 'em up." Inwardly, her heart rate was escalating. <em>"Grab them! Grab them with your cute, dark hands!"</em> In her twisted world, she always imagined black girls as being the best at groping. She couldn't decide if that was because she thought they were talented or if she merely liked the contrast of colors.<br><br>"You tell me. Fake or not?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 20:41:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_26.jpg)</div><strong>Amber Stoneley</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Sophie and her puppies<br><br><hr><br>"OH MY GOD!"&nbsp; Amber didn't think her blush could get any hotter.... She was on the verge of panicking and running. This woman was so <em>brazen</em>, so damned forward. The shriek left her mouth before she could stop it. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!"<br><br>She wanted to panic, to look away, to run, but she couldn't tear her eyes of those enormous milky white orbs with their pale pink nubs surrounded by slightly deeper pink rings. Amber had leaned back as Sophie stripped her top of, her mouth falling open, and then the cry had come out of her mouth. Whether it was horror, delight, disgust, or just shock, Amber had no idea herself. All she knew was that thos fantastic woman was allowing her to see... and telling her to touch, her enormous boobs.<br><br>Her hands hovered for a moment and finally she tore her eyes away from where they had been darting back and forth between the mighty mounds. She looked at Sophie's face. "Oh my god....!" This time it was an awed whisper. "You - you mean it? Oh god....!" She gently lowered her hands to the soft pliant mounds. "Oh goddddddd!" The soft flesh felt warm and smooth under her first tentative caresses. She rubbed her smooth palms over the silky skin, enjoying the squidginess of the fatty tissue beneath.<br><br>She was about to touch the woman's nipples when a thought occurred to her. She stopped, a look of suspicion crossing her face and she reluctantly pulled her hands away. "Wait.... Why are you doing this? Is this some sort of trick to haze the freshman dyke? I mean... you don't know me, you find me here on the beach and suddenly you're letting me play with..." <em>the most amazing pair of boobs you are ever likely to get your hands on! Just shut up and enjoy the moment, you idiot!</em> The pause was only a moment and Amber blinked, almost gave in to the impulse, but strengthened her resolve. "... with these... Please, Sophie, don't get me wrong, I want nothing more than to bury my face between them and drown, but... There isn't someone hiding in the dunes with a phone camera, is there? I don't want my face to go viral on you-tube&nbsp; tomorrow morning".<br><br>But even as she said it, Amber realised that this wasn't her real worry. "Actually, what I really want to know", she spoke softly and fiercely now, her eyes locked on Sophie's, her arms folded across her chest, "is, do you do this with every girl you meet? If I come and find you tomorrow lunch time and sit beside you, will you put your arms around me and hold me? And will you take me out to dinner, will you introduce me to your friends? Will you sit with me in the park and throw bread to the geese? Will you be there when I fail an exam, or when I get an E and need to be comforted?" She ran out of words, and just stared, hopefully, into the blue eyes.<br><br>And, inside her head, Paul McCartney was mocking her: <em>Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Visna</strong> on <strong>31-07-2014, 18:16:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://37.media.tumblr.com/12b171383297c10c86ce4bc4246568aa/tumblr_mop70el1qY1s2vtybo2_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Sophie Lynn</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Amber<br><br><br><hr><br>Sophie had witnessed a lot of classic reactions to her tits, but Amber's easily ranked at the top of them. "Whoa, shhh!" She choked out in between her uncontrollable laughter. "We don't want anybody to hear us, right?" She winked, although it was probably hard to see in the darkness. She leaned back slightly, letting her boobs hang naturally as proof of their authenticity.<br><br>"Yeah, I mean it! Grab 'em!" Each adorable stutter and squeal that came from the girl made Sophie want her even more. She let out a soft sigh as Amber finally grabbed hold of the monsters. Sophie didn't quite understand why, but she loved the feel of Amber's hands. They had a nice texture, especially as they rolled across the underside of her chest.<br><br>The contrast of Amber's dark fingers digging into the pale orbs made Sophie shiver. She was finally beginning to enjoy things when she felt the warm digits pull away. Her eyes darted from her tits to Amber; her expression was filled with confusion.<br><br>"Oh, God, no. Come on, Amber." It was a bit of a killjoy. "If you'd prefer, we can go back to your dorm. You're living on campus, right? Unless you think I put cameras in your room." There was a hint of disappointment in her voice.<br><br>When questioned, Sophie feigned being wounded. "What? You think I do this with every girl? Really?" She pouted. Of course, the girl was just teasing Amber. She realized that her geeky friend was actually serious, and she decided, perhaps for the first time, to give a serious response.<br><br>"You want the truth, huh? Well, I do this only for special girls. For cute ones." It wasn't a total lie, at least. She just found quite a few girls to be special and cute. "Lunch tomorrow, huh? Sure, I'll go out with you for lunch." She enjoyed twisting Amber's words, if only for play. "I'm glad you asked. Although, I much prefer to be held rather than to hold, if you must know." Her lips formed into a dorky grin. "Dinner too? Whoa, let's take it slow. My purse isn't that deep."<br><br>She fell forward onto her hands, crawling closer to Amber. "Sure, you can meet my friends. The park sounds okay." Closer... "I doubt you'll fail an exam, but if you do... I'll rush to your dorm. Then, I'll give you three dozen kisses. Then! I'll toss you onto your bed and snuggle with you until you forget all about it!"<br><br>"What more do you want from me, huh?" Sophie didn't know how truthful she was being. Really, she was just living in the moment. However, something between them just felt right to her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>01-08-2014, 17:37:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_26.jpg)</div><strong>Amber Stoneley</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Sophie and her puppies<br><br><hr><br>"What more...?" Amber was actually feeling a little guilty about asking all those things, but the words Sophie said sounded like an accusation, and for some reason it stiffened her resolve. She pressed on. "Well, okay, you said you'd rather be held than hold. So if I come sit next to you at lunch in the canteen, will you let me hold you? And I tell you what, I will by you lunch if you buy me dinner. Or maybe not dinner, but take me on a nice date...."<br><br>Amber paused. She was almost sobbing, although why, she didn't know. "What more do I want from you.... I don't know..." <br><br>She rolled away and stood up. "You move too fast, Sophie. I want to take things slow. I want to get to know you, and I want you to get to know me." Amber looked out at the ocean, watching the breakers roll in. "I'm a virgin. I've never had sex, not with a girl and definitely not with a boy. I don't mind giving that up, for the right person, but I am not going to be a notch on someone's bedpost!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Visna</strong> on <strong>14-08-2014, 00:22:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://37.media.tumblr.com/12b171383297c10c86ce4bc4246568aa/tumblr_mop70el1qY1s2vtybo2_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Sophie Lynn</strong><br><br>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br><br>The beach, near the college Campus<br><br>With Amber<br><br><br><hr><br>Sophie nearly let out a groan as Amber began to scurry away. For a few seconds, she considered letting her leave. Sophie was a bit of a bum. She was lazy both inside and outside of the classroom. When it came to filling her bed, she normally just flaunted her tits. She could just do that with the next girl, so why was she so attached to Amber?<br><br>Clearly, the girl was a dreamer. She was the type that wanted a story-book ending. Sophie, on the other hand, just wanted a body to romp and a cute face to kiss. Even still, part of her craved something more. It was only a small fraction of her, but it was enough to make her reach up and grab Amber's wrist.<br><br>"Don't go!" With her other hand, she grabbed her top and yanked it back over her body. Sophie wanted her badly. She was willing to play the act. But was it all an act? She didn't quite know. What she did know, however, was that she was hungry for a virgin, black pussy.<br><br>"Sorry! I'm sorry. Sit back down." She tugged Amber gently back to the sand. "No more contact unless you ask. Let's just talk. I think you're cute, and I don't want to ruin things without even trying first!" She paused and took a deep breath. "I want to know more about you. You're a freshman, right? What stuff do you enjoy doing? I'd like to hang out sometime, so maybe we have some things in common. Like stargazing, you know?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mistaken Identity (Chrystal, Zillah, Visna &amp; Prince Truhan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>25-09-2014, 23:43:23</strong>
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				((OOC - As Zillah seems to have vanished, I'm afraid we are unable to continue this story))
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