The Triple by Danni

They couldn't be more different. One was outgoing, the other the quiet type. One was 5'8” 33b-25-25, tall blond tanned and athletic, the other 5'2” not into outdoor activities, red haired and pale and a letter bigger and two inches wider in all her sizes. Both were attractive but one was the classic, the other hid it well. One was neat the other cluttered. One enjoyed their own space, the other owned the room.

Kim was from California; she was the popular one, cheerleader type, got along with everyone but had a hidden mean streak. Kelly was the other, from Massachusetts, bookish, not terribly outgoing, few friends but if she was your friend she'd go to the wall for you.

Needless to say Kim and Kelly didn't always seem eye to eye.

And they were my roommates. We were assigned a triple as freshman. I don't think the school really checked the profile too carefully, because these two were far from compatible as is. Add on the fact that they were confined too a room that was originally deemed a double and now had three people in it, well frustration was apparent.

As soon as Kelly got a read on Kim early in the year she set too work. She did not understand Kim's priorities and could not fathom how Kim showed so much disinterest in what she thought was important, clothes parties and entertainment.

Kim on the other hand suffered in silence. She handled the mess, the noise and interruptions, keeping to herself. She studied hard and kept to a small group of friends with similar tastes. She wasn't a loner but definitely one that could be called an outsider.

Kelly on the other hand took the silence as weakness. She subtly took shots verbally at Kim about her clothes, her friends, her neatness, hell basically anything that she could. She was never outright mean, but she made sure the jabs hurt.

Kim just kept on taking it. Surprisingly she still hung out in the room whenever she had free time. It was obvious Kelly was under her skin, but still she did nothing to stop the verbal assault.

It was one night last week when everything changed. Kim and I were in the room reading when Kelly arrived from a class.

“Another night in Kim, nothing going on with the freaks and geeks set”

Kim just ignored her.

Kelly must have been in a mood because she was obviously trying to get under Kim's skin. “Unlike you I actually have something to do tonight I am just going to change then you can have this place all to yourself, as usual”

She then proceeded to check her closet for what to wear. Discarding clothes on desks, the floor, her bed, Kim's and mine even.

“Kelly it would be appreciated if you kept you clutter to your area please”

“Kim calm down, your just jealous of my selection compared to yours”

Kim stood up and walked over toward Kelly. “Jealous I doubt it, but growing tired of your inconsiderate attitude.”

Now both of them were standing near each other, a picture of their differences. While both were wearing sweats and t's, Kelly's was skintight where Kim's were loose and baggy.

“Well look and Miss Frumpy throwing some attitude. Pity she has no backbone to back it up. How are you going to make me?” Kelly said.

With that Kim turned and walked back to her desk. Once again Kelly had the final word.

But Kelly wasn't done, “God you are so pitiful, maybe one day I might even be bothered by what you actually have to say”

“Fuck you Kelly”

“What was that, the mouse has roared, pity it has nothing to back it up,” and Kelly turned and walked away.

I am not sure what about this got to Kim. She had been berated before and a few times much more harshly. But it must have hit a nerve because all of a sudden Kim was rushing at Kelly full speed.

She didn't slow down when she reached her. She just ran into Kelly at full speed and then pushed her hard against the wall. Kelly saw it coming but must have been so shocked to do anything to protect herself, because when they hit the wall Kelly hit it hard and then took on all of Kim as she hit her into the wall.

“Fuck, what is your problem?” screamed Kelly.

Kim did not answer. Instead she crushed herself against Kelly again, driving her into the wall. She did it again one more time but this time she raised her leg and caught Kelly in the stomach with her thigh hard.

Kim then threw Kelly to the ground. In the process Kelly's t must have been caught on something because when she hit the floor it had risen above her bra.

Kelly was obviously winded because she just laid on her back, gasping for air. Kim however was not giving her any space. She immediately jumped on her stomach and slapped Kelly hard.

“I fucking hate you, I fucking hate you, I FUCKING HATE YOU!” screamed Kim.

After a few more slaps, Kim moved to Kelly's breasts. She was obviously putting everything she had into her punches, because after three or four Kelly's bra had broken open fueling Kim even more. Kim was working over Kelly the best she could.

Kelly kept trying to escape, but she couldn't move. With Kim on her stomach and holding her arms down she was forced to endure the punishment. It was hard to tell how she was doing, but she was definitely in a lot of pain.

Kim was starting to tire. She stopped punching Kelly, gave her two more slaps to the face and started to climb off her.

As Kim started to get to her feet, Kelly surprised her. Kelly had been able to reach up and grab Kim by the waistband of her sweats. Kelly then pulled down with what she had. Kim didn't move, but her sweat pants, and her panties were now down her ankles.

Kim was not prepared for this, as she reached down to pull up her clothes, she lost her balance and fell to the floor, a tangle of clothes.

Kelly took advantage of this. With Kim on the ground, she rolled over quickly as was soon on top of her sitting on her chest pinning Kim's arms to her sides with her knees. The punches that Kim had thrown had taken her toll, and Kelly could feel that.

“Have to say you surprised me there. Well time for some payback and yes it will be a bitch.”

Kelly pulled off her torn t-shirt and bra. She then slapped Kim hard. She the slid down so her ass was on Kim's stomach. Once there she slid up Kim's t-shirt and pulled off her bra. With each hand she grabbed a nipple and squeezed hard. Then the punches began. Stomach, slaps to the face, shots to the arms. Kelly worked hard and fast. When she was done she grabbed Kim's breast one more time, and squeezed with all she had.

“Need to get in shape bitch, that way when you have me down you can finish me, Yeah like that was ever going to happen” Kelly screamed.

To give Kim credit, she took it all. Some tears formed but there was no noises no squirming. It could be she was too exhausted but she showed no fear. As Kelly climbed off her Kim even tried to grab her sweats.

“Did you really think I would fall for that you bitch, man if you wanted to see it, all you had to do was ask?” She stepped away and pulled off her sweat pants. Standing in only her thong, she then kicked Kim hard in the side.

“If you wanted to see more then you are just going to have to try harder” Kelly grabbed Kim's hair. She yanked at it hard and pulled her off the floor by it. Once Kim was on her feet, she then smacked Kim's ass hard. So hard you could see the hand print. Three more times this happened. She then threw Kim down on the bed and grabbed a towel.

“Gotta go shower” and Kelly left the room.

Kim just laid face down on the bed, sobbing to herself.

This triple room just had gotten a lot smaller.