Rachel couldn't help but feel a little strange when Ms Holiday started singing "Do You Wanna Touch Me". Sure she had felt like this before, but never for another girl...well, with the minor exception of one girl in particular. But I mean, the whole school wants to tap the head cheerleader, don't they? Sure, Quinn wasn't the head cheerleader anymore, but that was an unnecessary detail.

The whole Glee club was joining in with her performance, minus Rachel and Quinn. They both seemed to be sitting there in complete awe and, hold on, Quinn was sitting next to Rachel. Why had she just noticed this? Oh crap, just act natural. Crap, there it was...that familiar warm, wet feeling between her legs. She always had this effect on Rachel.

Quinn turned and looked at her, giving her this really longing look, and Rachel almost came in her panties. Thank goodness we were dragged up to dance with the rest of them, thought Rachel.

After Glee, Rachel hung back to practice her piece she had been working on. Quinn noticed this, and decided now was her chance. She waited along the corridor at one of the benches, but made sure that she was out of sight. Rachel would have to walk past her in order to leave the school. She waited patiently, planning how she was going to do it.

What must have been about thirty minutes later, she heard Rachel humming along the corridor, and then stopping at her locker. Excellent! Quinn saw this as a brilliant opportunity, and took it.

BANG. Rachel was slammed into the lockers. She was about to attack the person who did it, verbally of course, she wasn't a violent person. Then she realised who it was. She gasped, "Q-"

"Don't speak, for the love of God! Just listen. If you can. I saw the way you were looking at me in Glee," Rachel gasped, she thought she was discreet. Oh no, this was it, Quinn would tell everyone that she liked girls. Just as she was about to start begging Quinn not to tell anyone, Quinn spoke in such a seductive tone, ohh Rachel was sure that she would come. She made a mental note to herself; bring clean underwear to school! The effect that Quinn Fabray had on her was unreal. She had never been so attracted to anyone in her whole life before, not even Finn.

"Calm down, I'm not going to tell anyone."

Oh crap, Rachel thought, she can read minds too now.

"It actually really turned me on."

Just breathe, Rachel gasped. This was agony. She wanted nothing more than for Quinn to just take her right there and then, and release her, 'scratch her itch'.

Quinn leaned into Rachel's face, inching forward, about to go in for a kiss. Rachel's heart almost gave out, and Quinn stopped. She turned to Rachel's ear and whispered "So, the next time you feel like that," she handed Rachel a piece of paper, "call me, and I'll see what I can do for you." With that, she turned and walked away, knowing full well what she had just done to Rachel.

Rachel slumped down the lockers, and collapsed in a heap on the floor. She had to recover. All of a sudden, she changed her mind, this was too unbearable, she leapt up, and ran to the girls' toilets. She needed to do something about this, it was driving her mad!

She locked the cubicle, making sure noone else was there. She leant against the wall, closed her eyes, and replayed everything that had just happened. She slowly slipped her hand into her panties, and moved it along her wet opening. Quinn Fabray had basically just thrown herself at Rachel, she was her booty call. Oh my god. Rachel began to slowly massage her clit, and then sped up, and changed her movement to circles. She felt the familiar feeling building up inside her. And then it tore through her whole body with a vengeance. "Fuuuck!"