Chanel couldn't take it anymore, she hadn't spoken to Dillyn in over a week. This was the longest time they had ever spent apart. Chanel flipped over and grabbed her phone. "Hello?" This was the voice that Chanel loved so much, "Hey Dillie! What's up?" "Hola, Chanel, not much, but I've got to tell you something. Can I see you today?" Dillyn was Latina-American, having a caucasian father. "Sure…" "Good, I wouldn't have taken no for an answer." "and why not?" "Because I'm already at your door." Chanel hung up the phone and ran to the elevator. At that very moment, it slid up and Dillyn walked in, wrapping Chanel in an embrace. Chanel pressed her lips against Dillyn's and Dillyn slipped her tounge into Chanel's mouth.
Just then, Juanita walked in…