Create a similar story with title, keep the lesbian details and eliminate the sensual activities in the story. 
I walked into the empty dorm room with fear and adrenaline rushing through my veins. When is she supposed to be here? Oh God, I hope she likes me. I worried to myself as I started to unpack all of my belongings into a small closet at the corner of the room. My family had not come to say good-bye to me since I had moved out, only my brother, who still had two more years of highschool to complete before being able to enter college, just like I was doing at the moment. Why the hell would I care if they came to say bye to me? I'm lucky if I even get to see them at all in a single month, I brooded on my bed. Since my roomie hadn't arrived yet, there would be no point sitting around waiting for her. I changed into more comfortable clothes, shorts and a t-shirt to go outside and play with the new toy my brother had gotten me as a graduation gift, a cherry red, 458 Italia Spyder. Ferrari of cousre, since they were the only things my brother ever bought. Gleefully, I grabbed the keys from on top of the mini fridge and sped out the door. I turned around after locking the room and rammed full force into a rock hard body.
"Ouch. You okay over there? College is just starting and you look like you already want to leave," joked the man I had run into.
"Oh! Um, so sorry about that. Are you okay?" I stuttered. He was amazingly hot, with green eyes, tousled brown hair, and a sweet smile. He said he was okay and introduced himself.
"I'm better than I have ever been. And I'm Nick. This is my second year here. How about you?" he smiled and I grinned widely back, immediately liking him.
"Kat or Kitty or Kit-Kat." I rambled, "Anything but Katherine. And I just graduated too."
"So is it okay if I call you Beautiful instead of Katherine?" he flirted. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment but before I could respond, his name was called from down the hall. He glanced away, then smiled at me again, giving me a quick farewell and mentioning that he hoped to see me soon. After he left, I stood outside of my dorm room in shock before realizing that I must look like a complete idiot and stomping off towards the stairs leading to the parking lot. I didn't even make it down the hall before crashing into another body, this time a wram and soft one.
"Oh! I'm sorry," I said, flustered. The person I had run into was a girl, maybe the same age as me with dark brown hair and grey eyes. She was absolutley stunning. She was taller than me, and had a perfectly proportioned body. At first glance, she seemed to be skinny, but she had some muscle too, but not a large amount, kind of long and lean, like a dancer's body.
"What's wrong? Never seen a girl before?" she joked with a wide grin. I felt my cheeks flush and my heart race.
"Oh, no. Sorry, I was just um, surprised by you is all," i blushed even redder. Why was I acting like this? It was only a girl! Granted, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Oh my god! What am I thinking?
"Hey, you okay?" she asked, her grin replaced by a look of worry.
"Oh yeah, um, I'm just, you know, homesick," I muttered. She laughed.
"If it's homesickness, then I know absolutely nothing about it. Well anyways, I gotta go unpack. Maybe I'll see you around," she said, walking past me. Wait, she couldn't be my roommate, could she?
"Wait," I called out to her. She turned around with an eyebrow raised. "Are you by any chance in room 233?" I asked, somewhat hopefully. I was baffled with myself about why I wanted her as my roommate so much.
"Actually..." she paused to glance down at an index card in her hand, "Yep. How'd you know?" she asked, the her voice dripping with curiosity.
"Oh, well, I'm your roommate from now on," I blushed. Great, I'm blushing because of her again.
"Hmmmm..." she said thoughtfully. "That might be a problem," she told me.
"Why?" I asked her.
"'Cuz I'm gay," she stated bluntly with a shrug of her shoulders. I stood in shock for a brief moment. My roommate was a lesbian? But, she wouldn't try anything on me, would she? "Hello? you in there?" she asked, waving a hand in front of my face. i snapped out of my daze and looked at her. "If you want, I could go request a room change," she sighed.
"Um, no, it's okay, I don't mind at all," I blurted. She seemed surprised at first, then she smiled.
"Okay, awesome. See you later then," she turned and walked to our dorm room.
Dear god, I hope I didn't make a bad choice by becoming roomates with her.
 
I stopped by Tony and Alba's for pizza, then decided to take some home for... what was her name? Then I realized that we never really introduced ourselves to each other. I bought a cheese and a pepperoni pizza, since I didn't know what she liked.
When I got back to the dorm, it was dark. "Stupid traffic," I grumbled to myself. I ran up the flight of stairs, passing a couple of other students, then walked down the corridor to room 233. I knocked twice on the door, but nobody answered. Sighing, I fumbled with the key, finally getting it in the lock and managing to get the door open. When I walked in, I heard a scream.
"Aaaaah!" I screamed in response, jumping into the air. My roommate was standing right in front of me, so close I could feel her chest rubbing against mine as she tried to steady her breathing. She stepped backwards, tumbling into her bed.
"Oh my gosh, you scared the hell outta me," she gasped.
"I knocked before I came in!" I exclaimed. She pointed apologetically to a pair of head phones covering her ears. "Oh," was all I said. "Anyways, you want some pizza?" I offered, holding out the two boxes.
"Oooh, thanks," she said, taking a slice of pepperoni. "I guess that means I have to buy dinner for tomorrow?" she jokingly asked.
"Well duh," I laughed. She sighed contentedly, leaning against the wall.
"So... are we supposed to develop some rules or something?" she asked with a puzzled frown. "The dean or whatever was talking about that, wasn't she?" I nodded.
"Oh, can I have your number? In case we need each other for emergencies," I explained.
"Now that you mention it, I don't even know your name," she laughed.
"Katherine. But never call me that. Call me Kat, Kitty, Kit-Kat, whatever suits you," I told her.
"Lauren. Unfortunately, i don't have any non-embarrassing nicknames I'd like to share with you just yet," she laughed. We switched phones and put our contacts in, then we just talked about where we were from and stuff like that. Lauren was from Washington, but had visited California before. She also told me her parents died when she was still really young, so she had been living in Foster Care up until now.
"Wow, I'm sorry," I told her.
"Why? You didn't kill them, did you?" she joked and I laughed along. I told her about how my parents were never home, so it was always just me and my little brother. We talked for what seemed like hours, until Lauren yawned and told me that we should go to bed.
"I didn't even take a shower yet," i muttered to myself. Lauren had fallen asleep in barely ten seconds, which is the fastest I've ever even seen anyone fall asleep. After i got over the initial shock of it, I changed in the bathroom and went to bed. So far, college was going great.