"Hi, you must be Casey," I greeted her as she dropped her bags. 'Oh, nice tits, and in a tank top?' I thought, glancing at them.

"Yes, and you must be Kendra," she added, coming towards me. "Sharon told me I'd be living with you, so I guess you can call me fresh meat here in this sorority," she said, putting her hand out.

"What do you mean?" I asked, taking it.

She stayed silent and featured a confused look for a few seconds as she shook my hand, but then came close to me. "I just mean, ...