T-Girl University

The men's and women's dorms were in separate buildings. The women's dorm was a much larger and imposing building that had a combination of dormrooms and apartment-style suites for the upper-class women. To get to the much smaller men's dorm you had to walk past the women's and up a small hill. Jason headed to his dorm for a scheduled orientation meeting with the dorm's Resident Advisor. Much to Jason's surprise his floor's RA was a woman, and a hot one at that. She was a tall (what were they feeding these girls?) busty blonde named Ashley. She was a senior at the college and worked as an RA in exchange for free housing. She explained that since the coed program was still so new all the RAs were women. She explained the dorm rules and Jason found himself tuning out, staring at her mouth or her chest but his ears perked up as she explained the rules about opposite sex visitors.

"The only women allowed in the men's dorms are the RAs," Ashley read from her list.

"Wait, so we can't visit each other at all?" interrupted one of the young men.

"Don't be silly," Ashley explained, "you boys are welcome to visit the women's dorm and overnights are, of course, allowed. Part of college life is having relationships so we expect you to date, even encourage it. But we thought it would be best if the men had a safe-zone of sorts. In our first coed class a few years back we had an open door policy for both dorms and there were some... problems. I think you'll find that the women here are very assertive, so for your own safety, security and well-being we have this policy in place."

Jason was confused by this but relieved that he wouldn't have to see hot coeds prancing up and down his hallway. It'll make it that much easier to focus on studying, he thought to himself as went to his room to unpack. His dormroom was typical: one bed, one desk-set, and one dresser-drawer on each side of the room. The right side of the room was clearly already occupied so Jason began unpacking on the empty side.