“It doesn’t matter what she says. At least I asked.” She breathed a sigh of relief as she turned the corner, nearly running into Valerie’s hul...king form. “Whoa! Sorry!” She stumbled back.“Whoa there.” Valerie’s eyes widened. “What’re you so dressed up? Not gonna lie. You’re looking ten times more fuckable than you ever have.” “You think?” Holly blushed. “I just asked Daphne out. God, I hope she says yes.” “Well,” Valerie stroked her chin. “You’ve got a dick. So she’ll probably say yes. Good. "He's moving," Lavender hissed. "The little twerp is supposed to be resting, not moving! He's supposed to tell me where he's going. Later ... I need to go find him." Ah," Sara breathed out after Lavender raced out of the room. "I am so jealous. Is it just me or did her 'no' sound a lot like a 'yes?'" No, you're not," Fusia said to her friend. "Envious maybe, but not jealous. If you meant would it bother her if we tried for a little fun at night, I believe you are correct. I think it would be. "I've been there." "Why do you say that?" I asked, genuinely interested in his opinion. "You just seem a bit out of sorts. I knew when I had trouble reaching you yesterday that you were probably in that place I've been before where you're wondering what the fuck is wrong with you for doing shit with guys." I didn't say anything. It's like Shane was reading my mind. "Well, anyway, I think it's normal," Shane said quietly. I was silent for a bit longer. Shane sat patiently, waiting for me. The warm sensuousness of the embrace excited me, and I began to feel twinges of excitement in my groin. We kissed and time fell away, a pocket of space where only our embrace and kiss existed, as heat began to course through our bodies. After a couple of minutes (hours?), we paused and I leaned back while she looked up at me. We both smiled. As I looked down at her, I noticed her braless nipples straining at her blouse. I moved back in, kissed her and reengaged her tongue while moving my hand.