Charlotte closed the door and sighed.

Why was finding a new roommate so hard? She hadn't explained. Charlotte closed the door and sighed.

Why was finding a new roommate so hard?

She hadn't expected the search to be such slim pickings.

This last woman was so rude that she couldn't imagine having to live in the same house as her.

It would be an absolute nightmare. She was starting to feel like it was hopeless when she heard a knock on the front door. It was another potential roommate.

Her name was Farah, and there wasn't much to tell about her from her social media, which

Charlotte had thoroughly scoped out.

When Charlotte saw Farah standing in the doorway, the wintry backdrop shining behind her.

Her eyes grew wide. She did not expect such a beautiful woman behind the door. Farah was beautiful, shiny chestnut brown hair that hung straight down past her collarbone. She was wearing a heavy red peacote. With shoulders dusted with snow, her cheeks were rosy. When the door opened, her light blue eyes crinkled at the

corners as she smiled. Hi, I'm Farah. Charlotte cleared her throat. Charlotte, nice to meet you. Come in,

come in. Charlotte gave Farah the same tour of the place as she had to the two other women who had stopped by earlier that day.

Farah seemed excited about it, and Charlotte hoped she wasn't reading her incorrectly, but Farah seemed to be just as excited about Charlotte.

"'So this would be my bedroom?' said Farah, motioning at the empty room around them.

"'And where might yours be?'

She gave Charlotte a mischievous look, and that was all Charlotte needed.

They crashed into her bedroom,

which was right next door, as they began to kiss hard and frantically. They tugged at each other's clothes, throwing them onto the floor in a pile. They were both down to their bras and panties. Charlotte paused finally,

standing back so she could look at Farah. You are so gorgeous, oh my God, she said breathlessly,

and Farah giggled. So are you. Her blue eyes sparkled as they looked into Charlott's.

Charlotte pulled her onto the bed, making it so that Farah was on top of her. She reached around and

unhooked Farah's bra, and her breasts fell into Charlotte's palms. She squeezed them and ran

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