Selene
Copyright© 2022 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 8
So ... by the time I was 15 I was wishing my chest hadn’t bloomed like it did. Smarter than Auntie Surprise, sexier than Grandma Sultry, and bustier than Cyn ... thia. Heck ... nothing fit and in 2027 ... there was swimwear that barely qualified as wear. It’s not exactly nude ... mostly less than more. Even at the uni pool topless was the rule rather than an option.
In the FedA, the courts had decided chest coverings were ‘discriminatory.’ If males could wear no shirt women could ... if they wished ... go bare chested ... and the fad, fashion statement, bragging rights, were accepted wholeheartedly. I was tall ... not gigantic ... but five foot ten inches of Selene Flintkote drew a lot of attention. Hair below the neck? ... not on your life. Or hair on my body. I was ‘whispy’ anyway and Not was cooler than whisp.
UTAustin has a ton of FedA students ... and it is one of those magical mysteries of life that in-state tuition is reasonable, out of state ... not so much ... but ... out of country? free.
As I understand it ... Junior said ... subvert them ... catch ‘em while they’re horney ... so ... out of country students are free. Germany does that ... and their classes are in English ... so are ours.
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