Author's Note: Thanks for keeping the reading up guys, uh, yeah, the title is perfect for this one, it's the turning point. Hope you guys like it. Probably won't update for a little bit after this, I leave for vacation on Saturday morning! 5 days in Florida sunshine, which is a nice change from the constant gray skies of Pennsylvania!

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Chapter 4: Changes

Julie lay on Portman's bed, mostly undressed and he kissed all over her body. She closed her eyes and tried to enjoy it.

"You seem tense," He said, "Do you want to stop?"

"No," She shook her head and whimpered, "Keep going, I like it." He smiled and kissed her chest. She whimpered. He sighed and stopped. "What's wrong?"

"You're not into this today," He shook his head and sat up.

"Fuck you, I'm not into it!" She sat up and kissed him. "Now do you want me or not?"

"What if I said no?" He murmured. She looked at him, and he'd never seen this look before. She looked confused, sad, almost innocent. He couldn't tell if she was pretending or if this was for real. And it was the first time that he was really getting a good look at her. She looked incredibly real, just wearing a pair of white cotton panties and a plain blue bra. The look in her eyes was driving him crazy. Could this be it? Was this the real girl? He kissed her and pressed her underneath him. She groaned her happiness. He slid her panties off as he kissed down her stomach. "God, you're amazing," he whispered moving back up. This felt amazing. She was feeling herself lose control, the power struggle wasn't there, she was surrendering to him.

"Stop," She said suddenly. He did, more out of surprise than respect for her wishes. He sat up and looked at her confused, "You were right, I'm just not into it today. I'll see you tomorrow." She sat up and started getting dressed.

"OK," He sighed. "Did I say something wrong?" She shook her head, "You're amazing?" He said, "OK, you're disgusting, and when I look at you, I want you to drop dead."

"Portman," She rolled her eyes, he kissed her.

"Come on babe," He whispered gruffly, putting his hands on her waist. He teased her ear the way he knew she liked.

"Fine," She whispered, "I'll stay, but don't talk." He nodded and kissed her rolling her under him. "Oh God," She moaned, "Oh my god."

"I take care of you right babe?" He said, she whimpered and clawed into him. They were both pushing into each other, they groaned and thrust at each other. When they finished she exhaled falling away from him.

"You sure know how to make a girl feel special," She laughed.

"I thought you didn't want to talk," He smiled, she kissed him, "Julie, I need to ask you something."

"Mm hm," She kissed his neck, he looked at her. If he told her it would be over. Could he deal with that? "What's up?"

"You ever uh," He stopped, he needed something to cover, "You ever been with another girl?" He smirked, she gaped at him. That comment would earn him at least another two weeks.

"You're disgusting," She said and kissed him hard. "Why? Would you be into that?" He kissed her.

"Maybe," He shrugged.

"Once," She admitted, he looked at her. She really was full of surprises. "I was really drunk, and at this party with the guy I was seeing this summer, and he asked me to, so I made out with this girl." He stared at her. "What?" She laughed awkwardly.

"Would you do it again?" He asked putting his hands on her ass. This was worth pursuing.

"Not for you," She said. He kissed her.

"I don't know what to do," Portman groaned, Fulton looked at him. "I think I'm in love with her."

"That's nice," Fulton said, "You could just tell her."

"No," Portman shook his head, "Can't do that, it'll be over." Fulton looked at him. "When I'm nice to her, she runs in the other direction, the more I treat her like shit, the more she wants me."

"That's fucked up," Fulton said.

"I know," Portman sighed, "Trust me, I know."

"I have to end it," Julie said quietly, Connie looked at her. "I can't keep doing this."

"Why can't you just admit that you care about him?" Connie asked. "Isn't that better than just having sex with him?"

"I don't know," Julie said, "Portman just isn't the kind of guy I could see as my boyfriend. Although today," She smiled, "He was almost sweet."

"Almost?" Connie said.

"Well," Julie said, "The sex was like really tender and kind of nice, and then he asked if I'd ever fooled around with another girl."

"That'll kill a moment," Connie laughed, "We never have,"

"It was this girl in Maine," Julie shrugged, Connie looked at her, "I was drunk and Miles wanted watch."

"Huh," Connie said. "Guy asked me once. You weren't around, and you're really the only person I'd feel comfortable enough to do it with."

"Now that's friendship," Julie laughed. "If I were drunk enough I would."

"I know," Connie laughed.

"Hey you," Julie walked up to Portman the next day. He was shocked, she was approaching him, this was new.

"Hey," He said. "Um, what's up?"

"I got us the motel room this weekend," She whispered, "And I was thinking, the past few times, it's sort of been all about me," She pulled herself close and kissed him, "Which I like, but," She murmured, "I thought this weekend could be about you."

"About me?" He smiled, she nodded. "What's the catch?"

"No catch," She shook her head, "Anything you want."

"I want," He pulled her close, "You in a dress," She made a face at him, "A pretty dress, not a slutty one," She laughed, "And you on your knees."

"I could've guessed that one," She smiled and kissed him.

"Are you high?" He laughed.

"No," She shook her head, "Just horny. See you tonight." She kissed him again. He pulled her tight to him, she whimpered as he let go.

"Bye babe," He said and walked away.

"Does this work?" Julie said walking into the motel room, they'd agreed to meet, rather than go over together. She was wearing the same black dress she'd worn to Connie's. He took her in his arms and kissed her hard.

"You look so hot in that," He whispered. She smiled. "What's under it?" He slipped his hand under the strap. "I didn't get to see last time."

"Mm mm," She shook her head, "That's what tonight's about," She kissed him and then pushed him onto the bed. She walked over and slid down. She unbuttoned his fly, she slid his pants and underwear down. He smirked and put his hands behind his head. This he was going to enjoy. He groaned as she started, eventually moving his hands onto her shoulders.

"God yeah babe," He moaned, "Keep doing that, right there, oh yeah," He grunted a few times. "God Julie I love you." He shouted as he climaxed. "Um, that, I love that." She stared up at him, "Is what I meant to say, I don't love you."

"Yeah," She said standing up, "Right, of course, I mean, what guy doesn't love that?"

"Exactly," He said. They stared at each other for a minute. "Do you want to do it?"

"Yeah," She nodded and kissed him, he pulled her down. As she straddled him and thrust over him, him gripping the back of her thighs, they both pretended that nothing had changed, but they both knew that everything had.

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