Popcorn & Stilettos –
Unissa sat on the subway, looking up at the map of the Metro orange line. One stop to go. Thank God! For as much as she had become comfortable and ingratiated with Boston, the subways were still a little scary for her. She was a far simpler girl who came from a far simpler place and becoming overwhelmed was as easy as breathing.
Unissa was a foreign exchange student from Lithuania who had worked her way and made it to Harvard University in Boston. She resided in Straus Hall, a freshmen dormitory. But she wasn’t a freshman. The credits she was able to transfer made her a junior by count and she should’ve been living in Harvard’s housing system like all the other upperclassmen, but because she was a late registrant for the semester, she had to take what they had available. Thankfully, she got a private dorm room as consolation.
Unissa was an exceedingly brilliant girl, but she had spent her whole life somewhere that didn’t allow her to question anything. America had taken care of that. Her short time in Boston had opened her up and she was going hog-wild. From drinking to dressing far less conservatively to so many other new things, she was exploring every little nuance she had and even some she knew nothing about until the internet showed her. As she discovered, her shades numbered far higher than 50 and most were from fetishes she had told no one about. Back in Lithuania, she wouldn’t dare let on that she liked any of these things. That would equal a judgmental shrewdness from friends and family that would probably have destroyed her self-esteem.
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