College (Part

: The First Big Test.
Hello again everyone. I am writing the next part of my story here. Last time I ended quite abruptly, but it seemed to be an okay place to part the story from where I was. Still, I apologize if I left anyone hanging too long on the last part. There has been quite a bit going on in my life right now.
It was growing later into Saturday evening of my first weekend at college. I had been showing Stephanie the ropes about how to tie someone up. (Sorry about the pun, couldn't resist.) Of course, the fire alarm had to go off right when we were in the middle of things. Well, the first thing that we all did naturally was panic. Especially Steph who was now standing in a burning building with her hands tied nice and snugly behind her back. Steph began to pull away from he and head for the door still tied. I caught her on the shoulder and went to work untying her hands. The whole process took about a minute and a half. I was a real expert at tying someone up. I was almost equally good at untying someone when we were under pressure. With the fire alarm blaring in the background, we were under pressure. Still, I was able to free Stephanie's hands after just a couple of moments of working the ropes free.
Once the ropes were off, the three of us headed out of the building as fast as we could. The Resident Assistant was standing at the top of the stairwell and told us to head down to the ground floor by taking the stairs. The place was rather crowded with everyone leaving the building at once. The dorm was only about 1/3 of the way full with the upperclassmen not having moved in yet, but it was still crowded on the stairwell. We made our way down to the lobby and out the front door of the building. All the time, the siren was blazing in the background. We headed outside and into the parking lot with the rest of the people. I was looking around for the smoke and the fire trucks and such, but there weren't any. After a short while, it appeared that everyone was out of the building. The three of us waited together to see what was going on. Eventually, the Resident Director came to the front of the huge group of people and began to speak.
“Everyone listen up and quiet down please.†He waited until everything quieted down before he continued to divert information. “Thanks everyone for your participation in the fire drill. We have a few of these a year and this one is went pretty well. Now, if you hear the siren like that it means that the building is on fire and you need to get out quickly. Take the stairs and stay away from the elevators. The next drill will be about half way through the semester and we will announce it. So, if you hear that alarm again between now and then it means we have a real fire. That or somebody burned popcorn in the microwave. Either way, head out here and get clear of the building until we give you the all clear to head back inside. Any questions?†He waited and got a few smart remarks, but nothing really serious in nature. “Well, the drill is over, so you can all head back inside and head up to bed.†With that, he lead the way as the mob of people headed back inside of the building after him. I had completely forgotten about the fire drill, but it all went rather smoothly.
There was a huge line for the two elevators. So, we decided to take the stairs back up to save time. We had moved that whole couch up them earlier, just ourselves went a little quicker. Upon returning to the room, we had some discussion about the fire drill and everything else that had gone on. Ashley let out a loud yawn after we had been back for a few minutes and the excitement had died down. “Boy, I am beat. It's been a long day. I don't know about you two, but I am going to get ready for bed and get some sleep.†They say you should never yawn in a dorm room. It can turn out to be quite contagious. I followed Ashley's Yawn with one of my own. I had got some sleep the night before, but not as much as I wanted. Stephanie, despite her usual late night sleeping, was in the same boat as the rest of us. She hadn't gotten much sleep either especially since she had spent half the night tied hand and foot with the two bathrobe belts. The response that came from both of us was similar to Ashley's suggestion.
Ashley and I hit the showers and got changed for bed. She wore the same sweatsuit as the night before with her slippers. I went with a fresh change of pajamas. They were the same style as the ones from the night before. I had 4 sets of them packed with me. They were all basically two piece cotton pajamas with a button shirt. Though, they differed in print and color. By the time we got back to the room, Stephanie was already laying on the sofa tucked in under her covers. It didn't take Ashley or me long to follow her example.
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Morning came rather peacefully that Sunday without much trouble. I ended up sitting up in bead and yawning lifting my arms above my head. I woke up much more refreshed than I had the day before. No alarm clock going off at 4:00 in the morning. No forgetting about leaving Stephanie tied up on the sofa, nope, everything seemed to be going my way today. Ashley was seated over in the corner the room on my computer. She was reading something on the screen and didn't pay me much attention. I looked over at one of the alarm clocks. It was a little after 8. I pulled back the covers and put my slippered feet on the floor. I had been asleep since 9 the night before and forgotten to set an alarm when I went to bed.
I walked across the room slowly and came up behind Ash as quietly as I could. Still, she noticed my approach. “Good morning, get some sleep last night. You look rested.†Her voice was quiet, but not in a whisper. “I am just reading my email, I hope you don't mind. You said I could use your computer any time I wanted.†There was a warm and sincere smile on her face. Things seemed a little bit simpler this morning. “No, you're welcome to use my computer any time you want, if I am not using it first. So, when did you get up?†Ashley turned and looked at me. I noticed she had a cup of coffee sitting next to her. “I got it at burger king down the street. Though, they don't open until 6. I was up about an hour before that.†I looked at her blankly not sure how to respond. “I grew up on a farm, we learn to rise with the sun. With or without an alarm clock. It looks like Steph rise with the lunch bell.†I couldn't help but smile back at the last comment she added to the conversation.
Ashley got up for a moment and went over to the microwave. She opened it and put a cup in it and then hit the reheat button for about 1 minute. “I brought you some sugar, but I don't have any creamer. I am not sure how you take your coffee.†Ashley said looking over at me. Ashley wasn't dressed in her sweatsuit and slippers any more. She was actually dressed rather formally this morning. She was in a mid length dress with short sleeves and a pair of dress sandals. “I take it black in a cup.†I replied looking her over up and down. The whole outfit seemed out of place for her. “You look nice by the way. What's the occasion?†Ashley looked at me with a quiet smile. “Church, I am heading out in about an hour. My mother and I passed one on the way in and I thought I would go there. Your welcome to come if you want.†Ashley said with a warm smile on her face again.
Now, I was not a confirmed atheist, but my family usually went to church twice a year. It wasn't Easter or Christmas Eve at the moment so I was a little outside of my comfort zone. My mother had been raised as a Catholic, and she managed to drag us to mass twice a year. She sometimes went with her sister Bonnie when she went out to visit my aunt for a weekend. Still, I wasn't a normal church goer growing up. I was still trying to find a polite excuse when the microwave went off with a couple of short beeps. I went over and opened the door looking down at the cup. There was a quick and solid movement behind me. “I smell coffee! Stephanie lurched up quickly in bed as the smell came from the microwave to her nose. “Yeah, I picked some up at Burger King earlier this morning. I was just warming a cup up for Jen, I got one for you as well.†I could see a look of both disappointment and happiness across Stephanie's face at the same time. I knew like what she heard, but was a little annoyed at having to wait. I decided to offer her my cup and wait for the next one. Stephanie took it quite happily and took a few sips. “Ash you're the best.â€
Ashley smiled at the comment. “You're welcome, I thought I would bring you both a cup back with me. It would be rude otherwise.†Stephanie took another couple of swallows of her beverage before responding. “Thanks a lot Ash, I knew I forgot something. I need to get my coffee maker out here. I'll have to head home Friday and get it.†Ashley nodded. “Jen and I are going to head down to church in a little while. Do you want to come with us?†Stephanie nodded and asked where we would be going to. It's a little Lutheran Church, about a mile and a half up the road. I looked over at Ashley not having actually accepted her invitation yet. “I guess I can come, but I don't have anything really to wear. “ Ashley looked at me for a moment. The excuse wasn't all that formal, but it was the best I could think of at the moment. “What about that dress you wore on Friday, that would be more than formal enough.†The microwave beeped signaling the end of my cup of coffee heating up.
“That has been at the bottom of the closet for two days. I am not sure that it's clean enough to wear.†Stephanie put an end to the whole matter quickly. “Then throw on some blue jeans and a clean shirt like I am going to. I am sure nobody will notice.†I took the coffee out of the microwave and got myself a sip. Steph took another of her's as well. “You know, we really need to get some milk up here. Coffee just isn't coffee without it.†Ashley spoke up as well. “And just where do you plan to keep it?†The fridge is already full with all that pop you bought yesterday.†Stephanie finished her last sip of coffee. “I guess I will have to bring my fridge back out when I go home this weekend. The one just isn't enough. Besides, I know where we can put it. Between the bed and the sofa. There is plenty of room. “All right, I am going to get a shower and change. We'll take my van when you two are ready to go.â€
Ashley nodded as Steph left the room with a clean change of clothes and her bath towel “I head out for a minute as well Jen, so that you can change.†With that Ashley followed Steph's lead out of the room and left me by myself. After they left, I was left alone with my thoughts sifting through the closet trying to find something to wear. I hadn't even said that I wanted to go, but everyone else seemed to answer for me on the matter. Oh well, I thought it's not like it's going to kill me. I rummaged through my closet and collected the dress I had worn on Friday. I had hung it up after changing. It was a little wrinkled, but not too bad. I sipped into a pair of white tights and slipped it on over my head. I finished off the outfit with my maryjanes and waited for my friends to return. After a while, Steph came back wearing Jean and a polo shirt with a nice collar. Soon after the three of us departed down to the lobby and out to Stephanie's van. It was more of a minivan, with three rows of seats counting the driver and front passenger seat. Still, it beat walking a mile in the summer warmth.
Ashley let me have the front seat and rode in the second row. Steph drove us and soon we were heading into the small church just up the road from the college. I am going to skip the details of the service itself. This story is getting long already as it it. It wasn't quite like what I was used to. Still, it was a warm and inviting atmosphere and I didn't regret coming as much as I thought I would. Afterwards, Steph droves us back and we headed down to the cafe for a quick brunch. However, our return trip to the dorm was an interesting experience. All of the upper class-men were moving into the dorm when we arrived. I would have to say that about 45% of our population in the building were freshmen, but still there were a lot of people moving in amongst the chaos. Still, we managed to make our way back up the room without much of a fuss. We headed inside and sat down. We were just happy to get away from the hustle and bustle going on outside.
The church service had been nice and I thanked Ashley for the invitation. I finally let the cat out of the bag about my whole inexperience with religion. Stephanie commented as well. Her family wasn't much of a Sunday morning church goers either. However, several of her friends from high school went and she sometimes joined them on Sunday mornings. She didn't belong to any particular church either. Ashley was a protestant raised in the Methodist tradition, but she was just as much at home where we had gone as anywhere else. He grandfather was a Lutheran minister. We put the whole thing behind us and moved on with the rest of our day. Ashley stayed in her dress, but exchanged her sandals for her pika slippers. Stephanie and I just stayed as we were. This wouldn't have been an out of place outfit for me at home during the day. There were times I just liked getting dressed up and went with it for the day. However, there was still one piece of unfinished business to deal with.
“So, Jen now that lunch is out of the way. You promised to give me a chance to tie you up yesterday. Would now be a good time?†I nodded at her again. “Sure, go ahead, just make sure you close the door first I don't want someone to walk in on us by accident.†Steph said that would be fine and made her way over to the door to close and lock it for some privacy on the matter. Next, she got one of the lengths of rope from her closet and closed the door before bringing it over to where I was standing. I had already turned around and brought my hands together behind my back and into the position that I had used to teach Steph how to tie someone up the night before. “Not too tight, I want to be comfortable if I am going to be trussed up all afternoon.†Steph came forward and looped one end of the rope around my left hand with an overhand knot. “Don't worry, I won't do it too tight.†I looked over my shoulder as the coils of rope encircled my wrists securely and began drawing them together. Stephanie was slow and methodical about her approach. She took her time and seemed determined to get the job done right the first time.
She went through the motions as I had taught her the night before. When she finished binding my hands, she knotted the rope off on top of the tie like I had shown her. Then she stepped back and asked me to check out her work. I gave the ropes the usual tugs and felt around trying to reach the knot. It wasn't the best job ever done in the history of tying somebody up, but it was a whole lot better that the night before. I wouldn't be able to slip out of it without a considerable amount of work or some help from somebody else. “You did a much better job this time around, I don't think I am going to be able to get out of this nearly as easily as last night.†Stephanie smiled obviously pleased with herself on the matter. “Let me tie your feet together too before you start trying to escape. By the way where do you want to be tied up?†The question was a less obvious one than the night before. Steph and I had both been trussed up sitting on the floor in front of the couch before. However, the bed was still out and that space was currently occupied. “Could I sit on the couch? That is if you don't mind.â€
Stephanie's nodded and replied, “Sure you can if you want to. Just let me clean it up a little first. I stood there with my hands tied behind my back for a few minutes while my roommate removed her bedding from the sofa bed and threw it into her closet. Then, she folded the bottom part of the couch back up and put the cushions on it concealing the bed below us. Once that was done, Stephanie bowed slightly and offered to let me have a seat on the sofa. I took her up on her request and sat down facing forward with my feet on the floor. Not long after I seated myself, Stephanie was sitting right by them and began the process of binding them together with the second piece of rope. She did it the same way she did my hands. She made about 8 coils around my ankles and cinched them off in the middle. Then, she knotted the ends together and I was really secure.
Once I was secured properly, Stephanie stepped back and asked me if I could try and escape. I decided to humor her and squirmed around testing the ropes quite a little bit. They were properly tied and I didn't find a fault I could exploit at current. After about 5 minutes of struggling, I just sat back and admitted defeat on the matter. Stephanie seemed really pleased with herself and declared that I was going to stay that way for at least the next hour since I couldn't escape on my own. My response was asking her to turn on the TV for me so that I could watch it while I was tied like this. It was a fair request and it was quickly granted, although I didn't get to choose the channel. I shifted a little against the ropes and tried to right myself so that I could see the television a little easier. “Steph, would it be okay if I put my feet up on the sofa and lie down a little? I thought I should ask first.†Stephanie replied that it would be fine if I wanted to.
I shifted my position so that I was half sitting and half laying with my feet stretched out forward and my back was supported halfway by the armrest on the sofa. I was still sitting up for the most part with my feet stretched out in front of me. I gave the ropes a few more good tugs and noted that they were quite secure and escaping wasn't on the horizon for me. Stephanie pulled up the chair from her desk and sat next to me joining in watching the television. Ashley climbed up into her bed and started playing Pokemon. She switched her attention between the gameboy and the program on television. I really didn't pay much attention to what she was doing as I was facing away from her and the ropes had my immediate attention.
Now, anyone who has read any of my earlier stories know that I could have gotten free of this without an amazing effort on my part. I would have had to work my hands to the front and worked the knot free with my teeth. Then untied myself from there. However, this was the first time I had actually been tied up half decently since I started my college experience. I was relaxed and rather comfortable at the moment. The truth of the matter was that I really didn't want to be untied at the moment. There was that, and the matter that it was still a rather warm day in the dorm room. With the windows open and the fans on, it was bearable. But, it was still warm and I wasn't dressed for struggling at the moment. I didn't want to get all hot and sweaty just to get free of the ropes. So, I just decided to stay put and relax for a while. Besides, I didn't want to give all my secrets away just yet.
The first hour went by without a hitch. I just sat there and enjoyed the way the ropes felt against my limbs. I was rather restricted in my movements and comfortable at the same time. Stephanie check on how I was doing after the first hour and offered to let me go if I wanted to. I said that I didn't mind staying tied u a little longer. So, I spent most of the rest of the first half of the afternoon trussed up rather securely on Stephanie's couch in our dorm room. About 45 minutes later, having to use the restroom prompted me requesting to be untied. At first Steph thought I was finally ready to admit defeat or getting sore from the ropes. When she heard my real reason, she just laughed and untied my hands for me. The were a little sore, and the ropes left some light markings. However, they disappeared in about half an hour. It was another interesting experience and one of my favorites from my first weekend at college. It was unfortunately the last time I was tied up before Wednesday evening that week. Stephanie ended up tying my feet to the end of my bed and my arms to the sides of the bed frame for an evening. This was done at my request of course. There isn't all that much of a story there to share. She tied me up and I went to sleep. I tied her up once as well for about half an hour later in the week as well.
The rest of the first week went by without much more TUGs going on. I hadn't expected all that from the two roommates that I received when I started college, but that was just the tip of the iceberg. I would have a lot of fun experiences to share with them as the weeks moved along. Stephanie's rope work got better as me moved forward. For the week ahead, Ashley still remained aloof but tolerant on the matter. She watched our tie ups with a distance between herself and us. The three of us managed to get along despite a few differences and there was more in store. Much more than I ever anticipated on the matter. However, that is another story for another time.
Jennifer