Tibby breathed in her own musky scent as she ran her fingers furiously over her warm, moist clit. She laid her head back onto a pillow; her dark hair fell in her eyes.
Having Bailey over this afternoon was not a good idea after all. She thought. She continued to move her fingers over her eager mound, letting out a little moan. Ever since Bailey had come into her life, Tibby was feeling things she never thought she would feel about a girl.
Tibby inserted two fingers into her vagina and began to move them in and out. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, until she reached her breaking point. Tibby's knees gave out and she let out a soft moan. Oh how she wished that Bailey was here. That those were Bailey's hands that had been caressing Tibby's body.
Tibby rearranged herself on her bed. She thought about Bridget. Bee was the only one that Tibby had told about her new fascination. She'd have to call Bee the next day. Tell her about needing Bailey. Bee would understand, she always did. Bridget would tell Tibby to follow her instincts. Bee was good at that.
Tibby slowly drifted off to sleep, her thoughts returning to Bailey.
Tibby awoke the next morning to silence. Not a sound she usually heard in her house. She stumbled out of bed, and out of her room, tripping on several things along the way. She popped into the bathroom then headed into the kitchen. Tibby was greeted with more silence and a note. She picked up the note and read it aloud.
"I'm off running errands with Nicky and Katherine. Your father was called into work this morning and doesn't expect to be back until after dinner. It's Loretta's day off, so you'll be by yourself for the afternoon. Love you, Mom."
Tibby sat the note back on the counter and reached for a bowl. She poured herself some cereal. While she ate, Tibby thought of what she would do with her day. Perhaps she would go see Carmen. Maybe Carmen would be able to distract Tibby so that she would stop thinking about Bailey.
Tibby tossed her dishes in the sink and headed back upstairs to her room. She grabbed a plain, red t-shirt and some jeans from the massive pile of clothes in front of her dresser. She pulled off her pajamas and dressed. Tibby decided that it might be a good idea to leave her own note, in case her mom returned before Tibby did. Tibby grabbed a pen and paper and quickly scrawled a note.
"At Carma's. Be back later. Tibby."
She found her helmet, pulled her bike out of the garage, and started pedaling. The cool breeze felt good on Tibby's face.
Once she reached Carmen's, Tibby pulled off her helmet and made three quick raps on the door. Tibby heard footsteps and muffled speech from the other side of the door. The door swung open and Tibby was greeted by Christina.
"Oh, hi honey," Christina said cheerfully while herding Tibby inside.
"Is Carmen around?" Tibby inquired.
"Yep, she's in her room."
"Thanks."
"No problem."
Tibby smiled and headed into Carmen's room.
"Hey Carma."
"Hi, what's up? Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, mostly. Just stuff I don't want to talk about right now."
"Alright, well I'm here when you do."
Tibby laughed. Carmen was such a good friend.
"So, what do you want to do?" asked Carmen.
"Oh, I don't know. I was thinking about the movies."
"Sounds great," Carmen said with a grin.
Tibby tossed Carmen her helmet and they both went outside.
Once they were at the theater they chained up their bikes and went to stand in line. When it was their turn, Tibby bought the tickets while Carmen paid for the snacks. They went inside and found seats. Tibby reached over the arm rest and took hold of Carmen's hand.
"Thank you, Carma."
"For what?" Carmen asked.
"For being you, a great friend."
Carmen laughed.
After the movie, the two girls headed to Tibby's house. They wheeled their bikes up next to the yard and Tibby unlocked the door. They went inside and dropped their stuff on the table.
"I guess my mom isn't back yet," said Tibby.
"Guess not," Carmen echoed.
Tibby reached for a glass. "Want a drink, Carma?"
Carmen shook her head and sat down at the table. Tibby had started pouring herself a glass of water when the doorbell rang. Tibby sighed and set the water pitcher down before running to the door. Tibby opened the door and saw Bailey's face staring up at her. Tibby stared back.
"Well? Going to let me in?" Bailey asked. Tibby snapped back to reality.
"Oh, yeah," Tibby said as she moved to the side so Bailey could come in. Bailey headed into the kitchen. Tibby could hear her pouring herself a drink and some muffled conversation.
"TIBBY!"
She heard Carmen calling her. Tibby went into the kitchen and perched herself on the counter. She sat there watching Bailey move around the kitchen. She watched Bailey's tiny, almost non-existent hips as they moved back and forth. Then, Bailey was gone. Tibby shook her head.
"Where'd she go?" Tibby asked.
Carmen looked at Tibby. "She just came by to drop off some blank tapes for your camera."
"Oh," Tibby said distantly.
"Tibs, are you okay?"
"What? Yeah, I'm fine. Hey, you should probably get going."
Carmen glanced down at her watch. "You're right." Carmen got up and dashed to the door, grabbing her helmet as she went.
"See you later," Carmen called before she shut the door.
"Bye," Tibby said to the empty kitchen.