Doris was my first experience with another girl. She and I were roommates in our freshman year at college, crammed into a two-bed, two-desk, one-closet dormitory room on the third floor of a six floor dorm. We didn’t pick each other; we were assigned our rooms by the college’s computer and at first we didn't like each other. Even though we were both eighteen, both from small towns, and both eager to start the college life, we were quite different. She was a petite brunette with a curvy figure and dark eyes that captured your attention immediately. And she had perfect white teeth behind kiss-me, swollen lips. It turns out her father was the town’s primary dentist. In contrast, I am tall, blond, and long legged, with modest breasts and boyish hips. Her skin was also a light milk chocolate color, much like tan, while mine was plain milk white, clearly untouched by the sun.But as times goes on, we learnt to accept and
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