Noelle had moved into my apartment after a falling out with her sorority. I’d known her for some time as she had dated a friend of mine for nearly a year, though they had broken up after freshman year and I had fallen out with him. She and I had stayed friends and the third room’s occupant had moved in with her boyfriend and was looking to sublease.
Noelle was, and still is, very hot. This was a few years back. She’s tall, almost 5’11, and these days you would not hesitate in the slightest to call her a milf. You’d be shocked to learn that she was 40. Back then, I would have just called her statuesque. Fit from sports, long blond hair, beautiful face with lovely deep blue eyes. I know there are a lot of stereotypes about sorority girls and sometimes they are apt. I’ve met my share of slutty, mean, sorority bimbos. But I don’t think most are that way and Noelle wasn’t. At least, not the mean bimbo part. She was always kind and sweet and friendly.