Is it weird that my dirtiest stories are the ones that get the most reviews the fastest? Well… All except for Unfortunate Cat… That one was pretty freakin good… And it wasn't even that dirty…! Now THAT is an accomplishment in my opinion! But whaddo I know? I only wrote it…! So…Without more of my irritation… Here is more…

Is It Wrong?

Chapter 4. Post lemon shock syndrome. (This one has a title!)

"Kim!" "Kim!" "Kim, are you awake?" "Are you ALIVE?"

Keiko's non-stop questions woke Kimiko from her sex-induced coma.

Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at her friend.

"Will ya calm down, what's the problem?" Kimiko asked sleepily, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

Keiko spluttered, "The problem! The problem is that you're naked, your clothes are everywhere, your bed's a wreck, you've got jizz on your thighs, and you have bite marks on your boobs!"

Kimiko's eyes flew open and she looked own at herself. Keiko wasn't lying. She had little red marks all around her nipples and sure enough, Chase's fluids were on her thighs. Dried up now, but they were still very noticeable.

Kimiko screamed and ran into the bathroom. She turned the shower on and immediately began washing the sin away.

Keiko came in and asked, now no longer angry, but worried, "Kim? Did somebody rape you?"

Kimiko groaned, "No Keiko… It was consensual… It's who I did it with that freaked me out…"

Keiko was silent for a moment before she asked, "Who was it?"

Kimiko let out an audible sob and replied, "Chase Young…"

Keiko gasped from the other side of the shower. "But Kimiko, he's a judge! Isn't that like cheating?" she asked, still obviously very worried for her friend.

Kimiko nodded, but Keiko couldn't see it. "Yeah, it is…" she said so Keiko knew her reply. Kimiko then said, "That's why I'm going to forfeit and quit this stupid pageant…"

"Kim, no!" Keiko stammered from the other side of the glass, "So you made love to a judge, big deal! That just proves how pretty you really are! Nobody else could even get him to give them a second glance…! But you…!" Keiko paused, trying to think of a cheerful sentiment, "You got him to pop your cherry! That's an accomplishment, right?"

Kimiko sniffled and whimpered a soft, "I guess…"

After a long while of silence, Keiko asked, "Was he good…? I mean… In bed…?"

Kimiko smiled weakly as the water ran down her body. "The best…" she replied, "But it was still wrong to do it with him…"

"…Yeah…" was all Keiko said in response.

After Kimiko's shower, Keiko continued her little pep talk and eventually convinced Kimiko to stay in the competition, but not to give Chase any of the goods until there was a definite winner. And she convinced him not to use what happened the night before as leverage. Keiko had it all planned out.

"If he tries to make you do it, just wear this," Keiko offered, holding up a woman's condom that had metal shards on the inside. An anti-rape-women's condom… Oh Keiko, you are a card…

"Keiko, he wouldn't do that…" Kimiko said, pushing it down. "He'd just seduce me into making love to him again…" she said, looking at the floor.

Keiko piped up, "Then I won't let you out of my sight! I'll be on you like cheese on Macaroni! I'll be on you like stink on a skunk! I'll be on you like he was while he fucked your brains out!"

The last comment made Kimiko laugh, even though it was slightly depressing to hear it.

So, the two friends went down to the changing rooms to continue the beauty pageant. Of course, while she was peeking out around the curtain Kimiko saw Chase grinning at her. Kimiko pouted angrily at him and ducked back behind the black fabric.

She was going to get back at that ass! He left her alone in the bed to wake up with all the pains from the night before…! Oh, he was going to pay, alright. She'd make Chase want her so bad that he'd have to admit to everyone that he took away her virginity the night prior. She'd make him want. Oh yes.. She'd make him want…