windar
Teller of Tales
I thought I would begin posting a story I have written. It starts a bit slow, to set the scene and the characters, but I promise the action will pick up.
All comments are most welcome. Here is the first installment.
Chapter 1: An Invitation to Trabbia
Although she was a pre-med student, East Asian Studies 305, a seminar class on the history and culture of South East Asia, was 19 year-old college sophomore Priya Narayan’s favorite class this semester. Partly it was because the class was small, with just 8 students, partly it was because it put her in closer touch with her Asian heritage, but mostly it was because of the professor, Susan Gelden. At 42, short, with curly black hair beginning to show grey, the twice-divorced, Dr. Gelden was a devoted teacher and a popular figure on the campus of Dorsbury College, a prestigious college in a lovely New England village at the foot of the mountains. Priya, the 19 year-old daughter of Indian immigrant doctors, was mid-height, with medium-sized breasts, long, straight black hair and a lovely coffee complexion. Though she would never have admitted it, she had a bit of a crush on the professor.
Dr. Gelden was winding up her lecture on the religious belief system of the ancient Khmer kingdom. Looking at the clock, she concluded, “That’s all we have time for today.” As the students were gathering up their belongings, Professor Gelden interjected, “Sarah, Jennifer and Priya, if you have a moment would you mind staying after class?” Jennifer Collins, 20, was a tall, slim, fair-skinned, athletic redhead who played on the field hockey team. Her girl-friend, Sarah Motello, also 20, was shorter, large-breasted, brunette and olive-skinned. They were the 3 best students in the class, so they doubted their professor was displeased with them and wondered what was up.
They gathered in front of the professor’s small desk as Susan began, “I’m sure you all remember my lecture last week about the ancient Cheronian temples recently discovered in the jungle at Mongha in modern-day Trabbia.” The girls all nodded. “Well, the Trabbian government has invited foreign scholars to work with their experts in excavating the ruins. One of those who have been invited is yours truly.”
“That’s great, congratulations,” said Jennifer. The other girls all nodded in agreement. “But what does that have to do with us?”
“I’m glad you asked,” Susan continued. “The Trabbians have set aside visas and funds for me to bring 3 assistants when I go this summer and I couldn’t think of anyone more deserving than my 3 best students. I’ve agreed to go at the end of May, after classes are over, and stay for 2 months, all expenses paid. This could be a really great opportunity for you to learn about both the culture of ancient Cheronia and modern-day Trabbia and to possibly be authors on a paper. Take a few days and think about it. Right now, I have to run to a faculty meeting, but if you have any questions, feel free to stop by my office.” With that the professor strode purposefully out of the room, leaving the 3 intrigued students behind.
Priya looked at her 2 classmates. “It sounds fascinating.”
“It does,” Sarah agreed, “Certainly more exciting than working in Mom and Dad’s restaurant like I did last summer.”
“And we could be together the whole time instead of visiting for a weekend with our parents around,” Jen said, with a devilish grin, reaching over to pinch Sarah’s ample butt.
“Mmm, we could, couldn’t we?” Sarah replied, smiling broadly.
While not a virgin, Priya’s sexual experience was very limited, consisting of a 3-week liaison during her freshman year with a boy from her Intro Genetics class, during which they had had rather unsatisfying sex (for Priya, at least) a total of 4 times. Priya had certainly never been with another girl, nor had she even thought about it, but seeing the lust in Sarah and Jennifer’s eyes, she couldn’t help having a momentary fantasy about how it would be to be rolling around naked with her two attractive classmates. Blushing at the thought, and hoping Sarah and Jen were too absorbed with each other to notice, Priya told them, “I have to run to the Physiology lab right now, but this sounds like a great opportunity. I want to get some more information and talk some more with the Prof, but it sounds good.” Then she turned and hurried off towards the Science Building.
Later that evening, Priya sat in her dorm room, finishing the last of the 20 pages of assigned reading in Organic Chemistry. Her roommate was out as usual, staying at her boyfriend’s off campus apartment. Although she normally gave her studies her full attention, tonight Priya’s thoughts kept returning to Professor Gelden. Priya had often seen Susan running across campus in her brief shorts and had admired how fit and trim her body was; frankly she looked better than many of the students 20 or 25 years younger than her, Now Priya had a chance to spend a summer living and working with her in an exotic jungle.
Priya opened her lap top and searched “Mongha temple”. She found some fabulous photos of the ancient Cheronian structures, with various renowned experts touting them as “the little-known wonders of the ancient world”. She also searched for news stories about modern-day Trabbia. That was considerably less glowing, especially the reports from various human rights groups. In particular, there were several pieces about the use of corporal punishment for even minor offenses, and it seemed the Trabbians, unlike some other countries in the region, did not exempt females from those punishments.
Priya tried to visualize what the various reports meant when they talked about canings, but really couldn’t. She had never even been spanked, let alone caned, nor did she know anyone who had. She would really have to ask Professor Gelden about that.
TO BE CONTINUED
All comments are most welcome. Here is the first installment.
Chapter 1: An Invitation to Trabbia
Although she was a pre-med student, East Asian Studies 305, a seminar class on the history and culture of South East Asia, was 19 year-old college sophomore Priya Narayan’s favorite class this semester. Partly it was because the class was small, with just 8 students, partly it was because it put her in closer touch with her Asian heritage, but mostly it was because of the professor, Susan Gelden. At 42, short, with curly black hair beginning to show grey, the twice-divorced, Dr. Gelden was a devoted teacher and a popular figure on the campus of Dorsbury College, a prestigious college in a lovely New England village at the foot of the mountains. Priya, the 19 year-old daughter of Indian immigrant doctors, was mid-height, with medium-sized breasts, long, straight black hair and a lovely coffee complexion. Though she would never have admitted it, she had a bit of a crush on the professor.
Dr. Gelden was winding up her lecture on the religious belief system of the ancient Khmer kingdom. Looking at the clock, she concluded, “That’s all we have time for today.” As the students were gathering up their belongings, Professor Gelden interjected, “Sarah, Jennifer and Priya, if you have a moment would you mind staying after class?” Jennifer Collins, 20, was a tall, slim, fair-skinned, athletic redhead who played on the field hockey team. Her girl-friend, Sarah Motello, also 20, was shorter, large-breasted, brunette and olive-skinned. They were the 3 best students in the class, so they doubted their professor was displeased with them and wondered what was up.
They gathered in front of the professor’s small desk as Susan began, “I’m sure you all remember my lecture last week about the ancient Cheronian temples recently discovered in the jungle at Mongha in modern-day Trabbia.” The girls all nodded. “Well, the Trabbian government has invited foreign scholars to work with their experts in excavating the ruins. One of those who have been invited is yours truly.”
“That’s great, congratulations,” said Jennifer. The other girls all nodded in agreement. “But what does that have to do with us?”
“I’m glad you asked,” Susan continued. “The Trabbians have set aside visas and funds for me to bring 3 assistants when I go this summer and I couldn’t think of anyone more deserving than my 3 best students. I’ve agreed to go at the end of May, after classes are over, and stay for 2 months, all expenses paid. This could be a really great opportunity for you to learn about both the culture of ancient Cheronia and modern-day Trabbia and to possibly be authors on a paper. Take a few days and think about it. Right now, I have to run to a faculty meeting, but if you have any questions, feel free to stop by my office.” With that the professor strode purposefully out of the room, leaving the 3 intrigued students behind.
Priya looked at her 2 classmates. “It sounds fascinating.”
“It does,” Sarah agreed, “Certainly more exciting than working in Mom and Dad’s restaurant like I did last summer.”
“And we could be together the whole time instead of visiting for a weekend with our parents around,” Jen said, with a devilish grin, reaching over to pinch Sarah’s ample butt.
“Mmm, we could, couldn’t we?” Sarah replied, smiling broadly.
While not a virgin, Priya’s sexual experience was very limited, consisting of a 3-week liaison during her freshman year with a boy from her Intro Genetics class, during which they had had rather unsatisfying sex (for Priya, at least) a total of 4 times. Priya had certainly never been with another girl, nor had she even thought about it, but seeing the lust in Sarah and Jennifer’s eyes, she couldn’t help having a momentary fantasy about how it would be to be rolling around naked with her two attractive classmates. Blushing at the thought, and hoping Sarah and Jen were too absorbed with each other to notice, Priya told them, “I have to run to the Physiology lab right now, but this sounds like a great opportunity. I want to get some more information and talk some more with the Prof, but it sounds good.” Then she turned and hurried off towards the Science Building.
Later that evening, Priya sat in her dorm room, finishing the last of the 20 pages of assigned reading in Organic Chemistry. Her roommate was out as usual, staying at her boyfriend’s off campus apartment. Although she normally gave her studies her full attention, tonight Priya’s thoughts kept returning to Professor Gelden. Priya had often seen Susan running across campus in her brief shorts and had admired how fit and trim her body was; frankly she looked better than many of the students 20 or 25 years younger than her, Now Priya had a chance to spend a summer living and working with her in an exotic jungle.
Priya opened her lap top and searched “Mongha temple”. She found some fabulous photos of the ancient Cheronian structures, with various renowned experts touting them as “the little-known wonders of the ancient world”. She also searched for news stories about modern-day Trabbia. That was considerably less glowing, especially the reports from various human rights groups. In particular, there were several pieces about the use of corporal punishment for even minor offenses, and it seemed the Trabbians, unlike some other countries in the region, did not exempt females from those punishments.
Priya tried to visualize what the various reports meant when they talked about canings, but really couldn’t. She had never even been spanked, let alone caned, nor did she know anyone who had. She would really have to ask Professor Gelden about that.
TO BE CONTINUED