Black Lingerie Chronicles, Part Fourteen

Sitting on her bed with her back against her headboard and her knees drawn up, Ashley stared at the notebook on her knees. She had intended to write some on a story she had been working on, but had distracted herself by drawing a little heart at the top of a blank page. Inside, she had written her initials and a question mark. Chewing on her lip, she contemplated that little bit of punctuation. Just a squiggly line and a dot, but it had her thoughts going around and around.

When she was younger and playing with her dolls, it had always been Ken who ended up wooing Barbie. She had assumed this was the natural order of things. Boys had just begun to enter her thoughts when she met Natty and had her eyes opened to another possibility. Maybe Barbie ended up with one of her girlfriends, instead.

Therein lied the rub- she had assumed there would be a boy’s initials beneath hers in the heart. Lately, though, she has been leaning the other way. Seeing Loren and Beth looking so happy, then Mindy and Sarah… She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little bit envious of how happy the two couples looked together.

She had come to the realization that she wanted that kind of happiness in her life. This is why she had drawn her little heart and spent the last half hour trying to decide if she wanted a Ken or a Barbie on her arm.

Thinking about Barbie made Ashley think about the party Carrie had thrown, and the night she had spent with Trisha. Ashley had to smile as she thought, now there is a Barbie if I’ve ever seen one.

The eighth grader had been lovely in all her blonde, blue-eyed splendor. Ashley felt the first stirring of desire as she pictured Trisha as she had been that night, lying naked on the bed. Closing her eyes, she could see the tangle of their bodies, the passion that had welled up between them.

They had talked on the phone a few times since the party and Ashley had gotten the feeling the girl might be interested in doing it, again. Her heart beating a little faster, Ashley had to admit she wouldn’t be against it, either.

Being with Trisha had been a little scary and exciting, familiar yet completely new. Up until the night of the party, she had only been with the girls in her little circle of friends. While Trisha was far from a stranger, she had definitely stepped out of her comfort zone when she started flirting with the eighth grader. Mindy, Erin, and Natty were safe, but Trisha had been something of an unknown.

Ashley thought about calling Trisha, maybe set something up to spend some time together. She saw it was a bit late to call her tonight. In fact, Ashley saw she should already be asleep. She glanced at the question mark one more time, then sighed and closed the notebook. She hadn’t accomplished anything tonight.

She completed her pre-bed ritual, then, in just her panties, she slipped between the sheets. In the dark, she stared up at the ceiling. The rain lashed trees back lit by a street light across the street cast dancing shadows, and she watched them sway and twist. For some reason, it made her think of Trisha, again.

I’ll talk to her tomorrow Ashley thought, smiling up at the ceiling, see if she really would be interested in a repeat of Carrie’s party.

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Ashley found Erin sitting at the lunch table, smiled as she joined her. Opening her milk, she asked, “How was your trip?”

“Amazing,” Erin said, grinning, “Natty and I went to the Grand Canyon. I spent more than a week over there. Eight days.”

“Eight days?” Ashley parroted, trying to wrap her head around that, “that’s… that’s crazy.”

“Yeah,” Erin agreed, laughing, “it should be next Sunday, not Friday. I feel like I have the time travel equivalent of jet lag.”

“I bet,” Ashley said, amused, “you lost a whole week. Or gained it?”

“Definitely a gain,” Erin said, leaning close, “I have so much to tell you, but not here.”

“It was one of those kind of trips, huh?” Ashley said, with a knowing smile.

“Yeah,” Erin said, a little embarrassed.

“I’m a little jealous,” Ashley said.

“It’ll be your turn next time,” Erin said, then her eyes cut away from Ashley.

Glancing over her shoulder, Ashley saw Mindy coming towards them. When Mindy sat down, Ashley smiled at her and said, “Hey.”

“Hey, yourself,” Mindy said, yawning.

“Sarah keep you up late?” Erin asked, amused.

“A little,” Mindy said, sheepishly, “we talked for another hour after you called.”

“Aw,” Erin said, laughing when Mindy gave her a dirty look.

Glancing at Ashley, Mindy said, “Speaking of which, who won?”

“She did,” Ashley said, nodding at Erin, “spent eight days in the Place of Locked Doors with Natty.”

With her eyes wide, Mindy said, “Eight days? That’s… I mean I know time doesn’t pass here when you are over there, but eight days?”

“She has time travel lag,” Ashley said.

“I bet she does,” Mindy said, laughing, “so what’s the weather like eight days from now?”

“Oh my god,” Erin said, excitedly, “I almost forgot to tell you! Did you see the fog this morning?”

“Yeah,” Ashley said, laughing, “we all live within a block of each other, remember?”

Erin gave her a dirty look, then went on, “I knew it was going to be foggy this morning because it had been foggy in the Place of Locked Doors Friday morning. Or this morning, I guess.”

“Really?” Ashley said, her eyes wide.

“Yeah,” Erin said, grinning.

“So, what… You saw the future?” Ashley asked.

“Yes,” Erin said, then laughed, “maybe. It’s hard to say how connected the Place of Locked Doors is to here. I do know that time passes over there. Night to day. Summer to fall to winter. And there are different kinds of weather. It was raining here last night and there, too.”

“Don’t suppose you checked the lottery numbers,” Mindy said, laughing.

“I…” Erin said, blinking in surprise, “do you think I could have?”

“Ugh, I don’t know,” Mindy said, then grinned, “how cool would that be? We’d be millionaires!”

“I think you have to be eighteen to play the lottery,” Ashley said.

“Way to burst my bubble,” Mindy said, pretending to pout.

“Still, we should figure out a way to test if we can see the future in the Place of Locked Doors,” Ashley said.

“How do we do that?” Mindy asked.

“Your lottery number idea would be an easy way,” Ashley said, shrugging, “I’d have to think about it.”

“How crazy would that be, if we could use the internet over there to know the future over here?” Erin said, excitement creeping into her voice.

“Very crazy,” Ashley agreed, smiling at her. She glanced at Mindy, expecting the girl to as excited as they were, but she wasn’t. The brunette seemed distracted.

“What’s wrong?” Ashley asked, still looking at the girl.

Blinking in surprise, Mindy said, “Um, nothing.”

“Come on, Mindy. What’s bothering you?” Ashley asked.

“It’s just… I’m supposed to see Sarah this weekend. My old babysitter… And I still don’t know what I should do,” Mindy said, sighing, “I mean, I know what I should do but not if I… Can.”

“She’s your kryptonite,” Ashley said, repeating something the girl had once told them.

“Yeah,” Mindy said, with an embarrassed smile. Her shoulders fell, and she said, “things would be less complicated if Beason and I… if the date had gone bad, I guess. Or, she hadn’t asked me out at all. But, she did and I… I really like her.”

“She’s mad about you, too,” Ashley said, then realized that didn’t help any, “sorry. She is, though.”

“You know what we think you should do,” Erin said, smiling sympathetically.

“Yeah,” Mindy said, then laughed, “you even offered to, how did you put it- wear me out so I wouldn’t be thinking about sex.”

“The offer still stands,” Ashley said, playfully, “but shame on you if you accept it.”

Laughing, Mindy said, “Sleeping with you wouldn’t be any better than sleeping with my babysitter. I’d still be cheating on Sarah.”

“That’s why I said shame on you if you accept it,” Ashley said, grinning at her, “too bad you and Beason aren’t doing it, yet. She could take your mind off your babysitter.”

Blushing, Mindy said, “About that…”

“What?” Ashley said, her eyes wide in surprise, “Really? You two have done it?”

“Yeah,” Mindy said, embarrassed.

“When did that happen?” Erin asked, leaning forward for the juicy details.

“Um, Sunday,” Mindy said, then sheepishly, “and Wednesday after school.”

“Twice! And we are just hearing about it,” Ashley said, pretending to be hurt, “I thought we were closer than that. For shame.”

“We are going to need the details,” Erin said, grinning, “and just for the record, I think you should just spend the weekend with Beason and blow off your babysitter completely.”

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After lunch, Ashley went looking for Trisha. She had made up her mind to talk to the girl today to see if she might be interested in doing something sometime. Preferably without clothing. She found the blonde standing in front of her locker, getting the books she’d need for her next class. Trisha looked incredibly sexy in her school uniform, and Ashley took a second to drink her in. Long legs, narrow waist, full breasts straining under her uniform top. Ashley thought she might look even better than she had at Carrie’s party and she had looked fantastic then.

God, why am I so nervous, Ashley thought, blotting her hands on her school uniform. Right up until she saw Trisha, she had been fine, but she was suddenly a little anxious. She was about to ask an eighth grader out on what amounted to a date. Sure, she had already slept with Trisha, but this still seemed a daunting task, for some reason.

Ashley almost lost her nerve, turned tail, and ran, but she wouldn’t let herself chicken out. Straightening her spine, she took a deep breath, then another to calm down. When it didn’t work, she laughed nervously and walked over to the girl, anyway.

Seeing her out of the corner of her eye, Trisha turn and smiled, said, “Hey, Ashley.”

“Hi,” Ashley said, trying to think of what else to say, “um, I was wondering… would you… maybe… want to see a movie sometime?”

Trisha smiled brighter, started to say something, then tilted her head to one side. Maybe she noticed how nervous Ashley was, or just sensed it wasn’t just a friendly request. Leaning closer, she asked, “You mean… Like a date?”

“Um,” Ashley said, her cheeks feeling hot, “yeah.”

Rubbing the back of her neck, Trisha said, “I… No.”

“Oh,” Ashley said, both relieved and disappointed. While she had wanted to go on a date with Trisha, she had also been scared to.

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” Trisha said, smiling at her sheepishly, “it’s just… Carrie and I are sort of dating.”

“Really?” Ashley asked, raising her eyebrows.

“It’s kind of a secret, but yeah,” Trisha said, looking around to be sure no one was paying them any attention, “she asked me out a couple of days ago.”

“Oh,” Ashley said.

With a playful smile, Trisha said, “If you’d asked three days ago…”

“You’d have said yes?” Ashley asked.

“Yeah,” Trisha said, meeting Ashley’s eyes, “I was kind of hoping you would… You know, ask.”

“Huh,” Ashley said, then frowned, “why did I have to be the one to ask? You could have asked me.”

Blinking in surprise, Trisha said, “I- I hadn’t thought of that. Usually, it’s the boy who asks the girl out, but…”

“Yeah,” Ashley said, grinning at her, “but.”

“I guess I’m still getting used to this,” Trisha said, sheepishly.

“Um, me, too,” Ashley said, rubbing the back of her neck. She just looked at Trisha for a second, trying to think of something to say. With no graceful way to exit the conversation, Ashley pointed over her shoulder and said, “I better get to class.”

“Yeah, me, too,” Trisha said, closing her locker.

“Um, bye,” Ashley said.

Ashley started to walk away, but Trisha called, “Ashley, for what it’s worth… I’m not saying no… Just not right now.”

“Call me if Carrie drops the ball, then,” Ashley said, playfully. She meant it as a joke, but her heart skipped a beat when Trisha favored her with a sexy smile.

“Okay,” Trisha said, seriously.

Her heart racing, Ashley hurried to her locker. She felt kind of bad for hoping that Carrie would drop the ball. Carrie was her friend, after all.

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“Earth to Ashley.”

Blinking, Ashley saw Loren looking at her funny. She had been lost in thought, hadn’t realized her step-sister was even in the room. Sheepishly, she smiled at Loren, said, “Hi.”

“We are a couple of exchanges past ‘hi’,” Loren said, amused, “but it’s nice that you are actually responding, now.”

“Sorry,” Ashley said, laughing, “what’s up?”

“What’s up with you?” Loren asked, still giving her that curious look, “it’s Saturday. Why are you sitting here, staring into space?”

“I… um, no reason,” Ashley said, her cheeks burning when Loren gave her a ‘yeah right’ look. Sighing, she said, “I was just thinking, is all.”

“About what?” Loren asked.

Looking at her step-sister, Ashley got the feeling Loren had a pretty good idea what Ashley was thinking about. Sighing, she said, “I asked a girl out yesterday.”

“Out, out? As in, on a date?” Loren asked, her eyes widening.

“Yeah,” Ashley said, her face getting even hotter.

“Well, that’s new,” Loren said, then frowned, “that is new, right?”

“Um, yeah,” Ashley said, laughing, “no, I’ve been dating for years now. Haven’t you noticed?”

“I wasn’t talking about just dating, smart ass,” Loren said, giving her a dirty look, “I was talking about asking out girls.”

“I know,” Ashley said, looking down at her hands. She could feel Loren looking at her curiously and met the girl’s eyes. Loren gave her a weighing look.

“I take it she said no, since you are sitting here, moping,” Loren said, moving to the couch next to Ashley.

“I’m not moping,” Ashley said, giving her a look, “but yeah, she said no… But only because I waited too long. Someone beat me to the punch.”

“Huh,” Loren said, thinking. After a pause, she said, “I didn’t know you were looking for a girlfriend.”

“I- I don’t know,” Ashley said, then laughed self-consciously, “I guess I wanted to try it on for size. Do you know what I mean?”

“I do,” Loren said, smiling at her, “I guess I shouldn’t be that surprised. You and Erin and Mindy have been going at it for a little bit now.”

“Wow,” Ashley said, laughing and shaking her head, “going at it, huh?”

“You know what I mean,” Loren said, then sat up straighter as she thought of something, “wait… It wasn’t one of them, was it? Erin or Mindy?”

“No,” Ashley said.

“I figure Mindy might be up for having a girlfriend,” Loren said.

“She has one,” Ashley said, amused.

“Really? Who?” Loren asked.

“A girl named Sarah,” Ashley said.

“Wait!” Loren said, leaning close, “her babysitter?”

“No,” Ashley said, then sighed, “maybe. It’s complicated… You know about Mindy’s babysitter?”

“Yeah,” Loren said, shaking her head, “there are some… rumors about Mindy and her babysitter, Sarah. Some of them even circulated around our school.”

“Oh,” Ashley said.

“So Mindy is dating a girl named Sarah, who isn’t her babysitter, Sarah… She have a thing for Sarahs?” Loren asked, amused.

Laughing, Ashley said, “I guess so.”

Loren looked at Ashley for a long moment, then asked, “Does Mindy having a girlfriend have anything to do with you asking a girl out?”

“A little,” Ashley said, then laughed, “you and Beth, mostly, though. You two are so cute together… I guess I wanted what you have.”

Smiling, Loren patted Ashley on the knee, said, “Well, don’t be bummed out one girl said no. You are a pretty girl, and there are plenty of fish in the sea.”

“I know,” Ashley said.

“Good,” Loren said, standing up, “you want my advice?”

“Sure,” Ashley said.

“Call Erin, have some meaningless friend sex,” Loren said, winking.

“Wow,” Ashley said, laughing.

“Beats sitting around, staring off into space,” Loren said, as she walked away.

When Ashley was alone again, she considered it. Laughing, she got off the couch and went upstairs. She pulled her phone out of her pocket, flopped on her bed and called Erin. Ashley smiled up at the ceiling as she waited for the girl to pick up. She decided Loren was a genius.

“Hey,” Erin said, coming on the line.

“What are you up to?” Ashley asked.

“Just chilling,” Erin said, then added, “waiting to hear from Mindy.”

“Want to come over?” Ashley asked, holding her breath. When she realized she was doing it, she wondered why she was doing it. Maybe it was just anticipating sleeping with Erin. That was definitely something to hold her breath over.

Maybe Erin heard something in her voice because it sounded like she was smiling when she asked, “Feeling lonely?”

“Um, that’s one word for it,” Ashley said, then realized she was flirting with Erin.

“Hmm,” Erin said, then laughed, “let me ask my parents.”

“Call me back in a minute,” Ashley said, realizing she hadn’t asked her own if Erin could come over.

“You didn’t ask permission for me to come over, did you?” Erin asked, amused.

“No,” Ashley said, sheepishly, “I’m sure it’ll be okay, though.”

“Ask if I can stay over,” Erin said, excitement creeping into her voice.

“Okay,” Ashley said, hanging up.

Tossing her phone on the bed, she headed downstairs. She found her stepmother in the kitchen, talking to Loren. Ashley groaned inwardly, knowing she was going to catch a ribbing from Loren when she asked if Erin could stay the night.

Her stepmother looked up and saw Ashley. Laughing, she asked, “Erin or Mindy?”

“Erin,” Ashley said, seeing Loren start smiling out of the corner of her eye. She deliberately didn’t look at her.

“Staying the night?” Her stepmother asked.

“If it’s okay,” Ashley said, feeling Loren looking at her. She could feel the girl’s smile, even if she couldn’t see it.

“It’s okay,” the woman said.

“Thanks,” Ashley said, leaving the kitchen before her stepmother could see her blushing.

She ran upstairs, heard her phone ringing. She burst into her room, scooping up the phone. Accepting the call, she said, “You are allowed.”

“Good. I’m packing a bag now. I’ll be over in a couple minutes,” Erin said.

“Bye,” Ashley said, hanging up. Putting her phone back in her pocket, Ashley felt the first tingle of excitement. Erin was coming over! She hasn’t been with the girl since that time on the beach- or Erin’s birthday, in the real world- and she had to admit she was looking forward to it.

“Going to have me some meaningless friend sex,” Ashley said out loud, grinning.

She ran downstairs to wait for Erin. Loren was sitting in the living room, and she favored Ashley with an amused look. Her cheeks hot, Ashley said, “Hey, it was your idea, remember.”

“I know,” Loren said, laughing, “but I didn’t have to twist your arm very hard, though.”

“Shut up,” Ashley said, smiling at her own expense.

“Don’t get me wrong,” Loren said, leaning closer, “if I had friends that looked like yours, I’d want them to ‘sleep over’, too.”

“What does that mean?” Ashley asked.

“Just saying you have some very attractive friends,” Loren said, smiling.

“Uh huh,” Ashley said, giving her a look, “stop checking out my friends, or I’ll tell Beth.”

Playfully, Loren said, “Trying to keep them all to yourself, huh?”

“No,” Ashley said.

“Well, Erin’s a very pretty girl,” Loren said, a hint of mischief in her eyes, “boys and girls are going to start noticing, if they haven’t already.”

“So?” Ashley said, looking at her step-sister.

“With Mindy out of the picture, you’d be shit out of luck in the booty call department if Erin starts dating someone,” Loren said.

Blinking, Ashley said, “I- well, I have one more option.”

“Ah, Natty,” Loren said, nodding, “the irresistible dead girl.”

Ashley looked at her step-sister for a long moment, then opened her mouth to say something, but never got the chance. The doorbell rang, and she got up to answer the door. She saw Erin standing on the stoop, wearing tight jeans and a sweater. Her heart beating a little faster, Ashley decided Loren was right- Erin really was a very pretty girl.

Stepping aside, she let her friend inside, closing the door behind her. From the couch, Loren said, “Hi, Erin.”

“Loren,” Erin said, smiling at her.

“I love those jeans,” Loren said, a little something in her tone.

“Um, thanks,” Erin said, looking down at herself, “I just got them.”

“Well, they look good on you,” Loren said, smiling playfully at her, “very flattering.”

“Okay,” Erin said, confused by Loren’s attention. Still, she gave Loren a big smile, pleased by the compliment.

Ashley thought she knew what her step-sister was up to. She was flirting with Erin to make her point, and Ashley was a little surprised when it made her mad. Blinking, she realized she didn’t like Loren flirting with Erin, that the girl was rubbing against a jealous bone she didn’t even know she had. She made the mistake of meeting her stepsister’s eyes and saw the girl knew it. A bit of smile tugged at Loren’s lips when Ashley blushed.

Satisfied that she had made her point, Loren turned back to the TV.

Erin met Ashley’s eyes, raised her eyebrows. Ashley laughed and said, “Let’s go upstairs.”

As they headed for the stairs, Loren called, “Have fun.”

“What was that about?” Erin asked, as she followed Ashley upstairs.

“She thinks you look good in those jeans,” Ashley said, smiling at her, “so do I.”

“Yeah, but why was Loren flirting with me?” Erin said, then added, “she was flirting, right?”

“Yeah,” Ashley said, then lied, “I don’t know what she was doing.”

“Weird,” Erin said, then changed the subject, “you really think I look good in these jeans?”

“I do,” Ashley said, which was the truth.

“Well, the view is nice back here, too,” Erin said, goosing Ashley.

“Hey,” Ashley said, caught off guard, “wait until we get to the room.”

“Then walk faster,” Erin said.

Her heart beating faster, Ashley ran to her room, Erin close on her heels. She giggled when Erin pulled her into her arms when they burst into her bedroom. They were kissing even as Ashley fumbled the door closed. Ashley found herself pressed against the wall just to the left of her door, Erin’s lovely body pressed against hers. Ashley put her arms around Erin’s neck, kissing her deeply.

Pulling back, Ashley husked, “We need to slow down.”

“I know,” Erin said, kissing her, again.

Ashley laughed, and put her hands on her friend’s shoulders, pushed her back gently. Smiling, she said, “That’s the opposite of slowing down.”

“You called me up, got me all excited,” Erin said, playfully, “only just to make me wait?”

“You know how nosy my stepmother is,” Ashley said.

“We’ll keep our clothes on, then,” Erin said, taking Ashley’s hand and moving them so she could press up against her again. She kissed Ashley deeply, and Ashley could feel the desire behind it. There was some real heat there, and that fire spread to Ashley.

Since Ashley really didn’t want to wait until tonight, either, she gave into Erin. Pulling back, she husked, “I guess if we keep our clothes on.”

Erin took Ashley’s hand, leading her to the bed. Following her, Ashley wondered about Erin’s new boldness. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t extremely turned on by her friend’s confidence. It was exciting, the look in Erin’s eyes as she turned and smiled at her. The upturn of her lips was sexy and playful, and Ashley’s already racing heartbeat kicked up even more.

Where did this come from, Ashley thought, as Erin pulled her into her arms at the side of the bed. When Erin kissed her, she kissed the girl back eagerly. Just how eagerly told her how turned on Erin had made her.

Ashley stretched out sideways on the bed and Erin joined her, smiling down at her from her hands and knees. Ashley wanted Erin to kiss her so badly, and her friend didn’t disappoint her. Letting Erin’s tongue into her mouth, Ashley caressed it with her own, drawing Erin into a deep, lingering kiss. Again, Ashley felt the passion behind Erin’s kiss, and it fueled her own.

Pulling back, Ashley smiled playfully at Erin, said, “I thought you would have gotten it out of your system, spending eight days with Natty.”

“Those days technically never happened,” Erin said, stealing a quick kiss, “besides, I’ve wanted to do this again ever since the beach.”

“The beach,” Ashley said, her smile widening. She remembered how Erin’s skin had smelled and tasted like the ocean, how their cries of ecstasy had been swallowed by the voice of the sea. It had been very intimate and very personal, just the two of them and their desires for each other. Looking into Erin’s beautiful gray eyes now, Ashley wanted it, too.

Erin nudged Ashley’s legs open, lying between them. Their bodies molded together and Ashley wrapped her legs around Erin’s waist, her ankles crossed behind her. When Erin’s hips began to move, grinding against Ashley, a moan escaped her. Even through her clothes, the pressure on her girlhood was delicious. Flexing her own hips, she pushed up into Erin eagerly. As another moan escaped her, louder this time, Ashley glanced at the door.

Pushing Erin back, she said, “Wait. I need to put some music on.”

Erin laughed and rolled off of Ashley. On wobbly legs, Ashley went to her stereo, started some music playing. She turned it up as loud as she dared, loud enough to cover up the sounds of excitement she and Erin might make but not loud enough to make her parents tell her to turn it down. That would be a sure way for her and Erin to get caught in a very compromising situation.

Turning back to the bed, she saw Erin sprawled out on the mattress. Drinking her oldest friend in, Ashley thought there was a lot to like about how Erin looked lying there. It had taken Natty to open her eyes to the possibility, but Ashley couldn’t deny she was attracted to her best friend. Erin was leggy, slender, blonde and easy to look at.

Erin caught her looking and rolled on her side to smile at Ashley. Ashley’s heart skipped a beat at the way Erin was looking at her, and she swallowed hard, thinking God, that smile. She’s smiling at me the way Natty does.

Natty had this raw sexuality about her, could set Ashley’s heart to racing with a single smile. It was more than a curl of her lips, though. It was in her eyes, too. When Natty started smiling at her, Ashley was hopeless to resist the girl. Now, here was Erin, favoring her with that same sexy little smile and she wanted to run to her.

On legs even more wobbly than before, Ashley walked back to the bed, slipping onto the mattress next to Erin.

“Godsmack?” Erin asked, grinning.

“Um, yeah,” Ashley said, then started laughing, “not very romantic, is it?”

“Not very,” Erin said, kissing her, “I’m sure we’ll manage alright, though.”

Their bodies came together, and they lost themselves to kissing and exploring each other. Somehow, Ashley ended up on top of Erin, and it was her friend’s turn to wrap her legs around Ashley’s waist. Getting the hint, Ashley dug her knees into the mattress for traction and ground her body against Erin’s. Again, Ashley moaned, the lovely pressure translating even through her jeans. She met Erin’s eyes and saw the girl was feeling it, too.

Godsmack didn’t play the most romantic music, but their upbeat tempos inspired Ashley’s pace, the thrusts of her hips coming with the rhythm of the music. She was glad for the music, because she didn’t think she could hold in the little cries of enjoyment that were escaping her.

Their frantic pace was too much for either of them to bear. When Ashley met Erin’s pretty gray eyes, she saw her friend was right there with her, tiptoeing along the edge of orgasmic bliss. She couldn’t look away as she watched Erin start to come undone. Even as her own body started to lose its grace, she managed to bring the girl to toe curling orgasm. Ashley surrendered to her own climax, and they shook together.

Gasping for air, Ashley smiled at Erin as she leaned in for a kiss. Erin wrapped her arms around Ashley’s neck, didn’t let her pull back from it. Eventually, she released Ashley, opening both her arms and her legs. In no hurry, Ashley didn’t move from her spot atop Erin, nor did she stop kissing her. Not for a while, anyway.

Ashley rolled off Erin, stretching out on her back next to her. She smiled when Erin snuggled against her, thought, Loren was right; this definitely beats sitting around, staring at the wall.

“Did you know Carrie and Trisha are dating?” Ashley said, out of the blue.

“Really?” Erin asked, amused, “how do you know?”

Ashley thought about telling Erin about asking out Trisha, then hesitated. Instead, she said, “Trisha told me.”

“Huh,” Erin said, then laughed, “I guess you missed your chance.”

“My chance?” Ashley asked.

“With Trisha,” Erin said, smiling at Ashley, “you could have been holding hands and smooching with an eighth grader at the movies.”

“Why do you say that?” Ashley asked, caught off guard. Did Erin know somehow?

“Didn’t you say at the beach you’d be interested in dating a girl?” Erin asked, meeting her eyes.

“Oh… Um, yeah,” Ashley said, laughing.

“Well,” Erin said, snuggling against Ashley, again, “I’m glad you missed your chance. I’d have missed doing this.”

“This is nice, isn’t it?” Ashley said.

“I could get used to it,” Erin said, smiling at her.

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Ashley heard Erin’s breathing slow and knew she had drifted off to sleep. Smiling, she snuggled tighter against the girl. The musky scent of their lovemaking still hung in the air. It had been a repeat of before, only without any clothing in the way this time. They had lain in a tangle of limbs, exploring each other with hand and mouths for hours, until they were both sated. Only then had they slipped back into their bed clothes. That had been just a few minutes ago.

Ashley felt herself drifting, drifting… when she thought about her notebook, the little heart with her initials and a question mark. Opening her eyes in the dark, she said, “Oh.”

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