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Busty Tenant pays her Huge Landlord with her Anal Virginity
(Nicola Diaz)

Kristine pushed through the front door of the flat, Elise wasn't home yet. After setting the two grocery bags down, she glanced around the flat and saw that Elise had picked up that morning; the kitchen was shiny and clean. She recalled when she met Elise on the first day of college in her freshmen year. Elise was in the dorm room next to hers and the two commiserated while trying to study late into the nights. It was Elise who suggested they rent a flat together in their second year, so they'd have quiet time for study. It had been a good idea and Kristine was relaxed and happy about her college life.



"Oh, Kris, I love your new hair style!" Elise exclaimed when she walked through the door that evening. Kristine had almost forgotten she'd ran to the beauty college and received a new hairstyle before she had to rush off to classes. The beauty college charged a small fee for a haircut if you had it styled by a student. 



Looking in the mirror hanging on the wall in the living room Kristine smiled. Her blond hair hung over one side, gracefully cascading down her shoulder in soft layers. She had it long and straight for so long she tried something different. "Thanks," she said.



Kristine never hurt for dates, she kept herself fit by always being on the run. When she had a spare few moments, she and Elise would run to the university gym or for a jog through the campus. Wearing athletic shorts and tight tee shirts always got the attention of the opposite sex. Both ladies were lookers, thin, well-built. 



"Do you have plans for the weekend?" Elise asked.



"No, I'm dateless. I have a date with the remote," Kristine said and giggled.



"Ah, too bad. I was hoping you had plans or something. I'm heading out with my art club, we're taking a tour of the galleries around the metro area and staying in a condo one of them rented for the weekend, you know a place to party afterwards. Hey, why don't you come along with us," Elise said as she pulled food from the cupboards to start dinner.



Kristine made a face. She was as far from the artsy crowd as anyone could get. Her goal was a math degree, and she saw life as analytical rather than through the eyes of creativity. The last thing she wanted to do was spend the weekend with a bunch of artsy folks. "Aw, that's a sweet offer, but I'm good. I have loads of homework to do, and laundry," Kristine said. It was a half-lie, she didn't have loads of homework, but it presented a legitimate excuse to Elise.



"Too bad. Maybe you'll have a good weekend, anyway." Elise was sweet, always wanting to include Kristine in her fun outings. If it were something other than with the art club Kristine might consider it, but she resolved for a weekend of movies and laundry.