Ok guys, sorry for the delay (again). Here is part 3:
Chapter 3 -- Roommates (Annie & Erin)
“Hello?? Annie is that you? What are you doing? Move away from the door and let me in!”
“Ummm…hold on Erin, can…can you just give me a couple of minutes? I just have to fix something here”. Annie was lucky that Erin hadn’t used any more force when trying to push open that door. You see, Annie is 4’11 95lbs soaking wet, while Erin is 5’6 130lbs. She too has pasty skin but with dozens of freckles. She’s a redhead, with long flowing red hair that she would usually tie into a ponytail. Erin was a Sophmore and on the University Soccer team. That meant she was an athlete, whereas Annie was a bookworm science nerd. Erin, worked out on a regular basis in the University gym. While she was no fitness fanatic, she definitely knew her way around the gym. Being that she was a soccer player, she needed to (and loved) working her legs. She had pronounced meaty quads, and when she ran, you could make out the hamstring development she had going on. Oh…and the calves. While not defined, she had large calves (for a non-bodybuilder type). Erin had a flat stomach but she never could get those to die for abs. She hated working her abs, and dammit she just liked to eat and drink beer too much (shit she was in college after all). As Erin grabbed the door handle again and tried to push it open, her forearm muscle jumped to life and a single visible vein ran up it all the way to her bicep, which while small, was definitely visible.
“Come ON Annie….Jesus what the hell are you doing in there!??” Annie had managed to gather herself together enough. She straightened her black rimmed glasses, flattened out her skirt nicely, and quickly sat on her bed. She placed her book bag on the bed next to her, making sure the “Art of Bodybuilding” book was not visible.
“Ummm OK Erin, you can come in now”.
“Geez finally!” Erin opened the door, walked in and immediately confronted Annie. “What in the hell were you doing in here? And why are you so flushed and out of breath?”
“Ummm…I was….I was…uh”.
“Were you masturbating or something?? Hahahahhaa” laughed Erin.
“What?? NO! I’ve never even done that! Why would you even say something like that?”
“God I was just kidding Annie—don’t take it so personally. So anyways, guess who I just ran into?” Annie, still trying to calm down and gather herself together mentally, wasn’t really listening. “I ran into Skip! And he mentioned you!”
Annie’s brain, which had been running at 150 mph, came to a screeching halt. What did she just hear? She looked up.
“Skip? Did you say Skip? What did he say about me? He doesn’t even know me.”
“Well Annie, he certainly had a lot to say! He told me you ran into him and had some kind of bodybuilding book with you that had all sorts of pictures of roided out guys and shit, and that you seemed to get off when he was talking about it—that you left a puddle on the ground! I told him that he must have the wrong girl, because Annie is stick thin and has never even talked about a guy before! Isn’t that crazy?”
Annie didn’t immediately answer. Her mind had started going back to those pictures again….those ripped women, oiled up on stage and in the gym, veins pulsating, biceps the size of softballs, shredded pecs, ugggghhh”.
“Annie??”
“God I’m sorry Erin, I just can’t stand it anymore---Skip was right. I did have a book with me.”
Annie reached into her book bag that was sitting next to her, and pulled out the Art of Bodybuilding Book. She held it in her lap, and thought how she was going to explain this to her roommate.
“Ok. Bear with me and don’t interrupt. I want to explain…..I was in the library, doing some research for my chemistry project. I was looking for a book on chemical compounds—anabolic compounds among others---and I came across this book she said (pointing at her lap). I thought “why is this here? It must have been filed wrong”. I was going to drop it off at the circulation desk for re-filing, but curious, I opened the cover and began flipping through the pages. I mean I had never seen people like that before? I mean, you know, I went to a math and science academy, so obviously you didn’t have many real athletes there---math athletes don’t count---hahaha. And you know, I’ve never even set foot in the campus gym before. So curious, I began looking at the pages. Page by page, it seemed like the guys got bigger and bigger. Their arms went from lemons, to baseballs, to softballs, to cantaloupes, to eventually, what looked like soccer balls. Their pecs looked bigger than some girls’ tits---definitely mine (which wasn’t saying much, as but for her eraser head nipples that were constantly erect, there just wasn’t anything there). They had veins everywhere---and I mean EVERYWHERE. It was crazy. Then, all of a sudden, I flipped to about 2/3 through the book, and saw something that really startled me. It was like I was looking at the pictures of the guys---but they were wearing little triangle bikini tops and dental floss bottoms! They had massive, ripped bodies…8 pack abs, traps that reached their ears, chests that had no fat at all…I mean they looked even more ripped than the guys……like you could grate cheese on them. The arms weren’t as big as the guys, but still looked like softballs---and the veins were everywhere---criss crossing their arms, running up the shoulders, down the abs, and seemed to even go down their bikini bottoms! It was crazy. Then something crazy happened. I started feeling really hot. I thought I was getting sick or something. Then it was almost like I had no control. My hand and fingers started reaching down and well……I lied earlier (Annie felt herself blushing)….I have masturbated before. Right there in the library on the floor. (Annie looked up and saw Erin’s mouth agape) I swear I was the first time---ever! (Annie was super embarrassed now). Anyways, I picked up the book and ran the hell out of there—which was when I ran into Skip.”
Erin just sat quiet---trying to process what her skinning little science nerd roommate Annie was saying. “So---well----that was----a lot of information!-----so what now?”
Annie didn’t know what to say. Then she admitted it. “I don’t know Erin. I never felt like that before. I’d never SEEN anything like that before.” Annie looked down at her arms. The bright blue veins were visible under her pasty white translucent skin. Thinking about muscle seemed to make them pulsate. “I think I want to try weightlifting! I thought those women were beautiful. So big. So powerful. You know I’ve hated being this skinny. I think it’s time to do something about it!”
A lightbulb went off in Erin’s head. “You know Annie, I AM on the University Soccer Team. I sort of know may way around the gym. I’m kind of forced to go there---mostly for legs obviously—but you know. I wouldn’t mind showing you around, and well, I can use a workout partner. Maybe it’ll get me in gear and help me to stop drinking so much beer and eating pizza every week!”
Annie smiled and the two high fived each other “DEAL!”
