I woke up, hearing rustling coming from my bed, and looked toward it. Ruby
was looking over the side at me, "My head hurts." She whined, "Why'd you
let me drink?"
"You wouldn't have listened to me..." I mumbled, and rolled over so I wasn't facing her. Tawny was gone. I turned back to Ruby to ask if she knew where she went, but she had fallen back to sleep incredibly quickly. I groaned, and sat up. I'd gone to sleep in my clothes, and felt kinda nasty for it. I saw Monique's foot, and knew she was still asleep, or passed out or something. My bedroom door was open. I can't remember if I closed it or not.
The black haired girl tip-toed back in right after that, "Morning, Ren."
"Where'd you go?" I asked quietly.
"Um...the bathroom. People do that once in a while."
"Oh." I laid back down, feeling stupid. I guess I thought she left or something.
She came and got back in her spot, "Ren?"
"Yeah?"
She yawned, "Did you figure out what my present was? It was really stupid."
"No...what was it?" I yawned.
"I'll give it to you again if you promise not to get mad at me, or hit me."
I sat up a little, and raised an eyebrow at her, "Ok. I promise."
"Lay back down."
"Eh..." I did, and I was a little scared. I had no clue what she was going to do to me. I'd like it whatever it was, so I didn't ask. She carefully crawled on top of me, and sat lightly, on my hips, with her legs on either side of me. I smiled a little unsurely. I was still too tired to make much of an attempt to get her off of me. I didn't really want her off of me anyway. My head was a little less muddled, since I slept a little, but I didn't feel like passing this up, still. "Was your present you sitting on me cus I don't remember you sitting on me last night?"
She shook her head, then gently laid down on me. Her chest was barely touching mine, and she supported herself with her elbows. She looked me over. With one hand she slowly put my loose hair behind each of my ears. Then she held her face close to mine. She was sure dragging this out, very evilly. I wished she would kiss me already. I knew she was going to. That had been my present. She was a dork, and obviously liked me long before I even started to play with the thought. At that second, she covered my mouth with hers. She nibbled on my bottom lip, and playfully poked at it with her tongue. I grabbed onto the collar of her shirt with both of my hands, and pulled her closer to me.
"I'd offer you two a condom right now, but neither of you have the equipment that they're needed for." Ruby said, somewhat deliriously.
She stopped what she was doing and looked up. I let go of her, and smiled at Ruby innocently. Tawny laughed an evil laugh and started to kiss me again, but I rolled her off of me, and then pulled the blanket up over our heads. We laid close together, and looked at each other in the near darkness.
"You have really pretty eyes." I said for lack of anything else to say, and since I seemed to notice them often.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" She squinted.
"Um...no?"
"Stop the sappiness then." She said, poking at me with one finger. "You know I'm not all into the sappy stuff..."
"What if I am trying to seduce you?"
She smiled and got closer to me. She rubbed my neck and right shoulder, which were extremely tense, "You don't have to try. I don't think I could refuse to do anything for you."
I took a deep breath, "This is so scary. I'm really nervous, and...I dunno."
"Ren...don't worry..." She whispered, and moved closer to me, then put her arms around my waist, "I promise that I'm just as scared as you...just...let's just...take everything slow until we figure it out."
I nodded, but then asked, "How slow?" and I started to play with her hair. It was soft and smelled faintly of strawberry shampoo. I let my fingers of my one hand tangle themselves in it. She nuzzled my neck with her nose. It tickled, and I began to tamper with the buttons of her pajama shirt, having lost interest in her hair. "How slow, Tawny?"
"What're you doing?" She asked cutely. "Did I say you could do that?"
"Um...I am...making sure all of your buttons are firmly...um...attached..."
"Uh huh." She moved around and started to lift up my shirt, exposing just my stomach. She placed on of her hands on my bare side. Her fingers were a little cold as she ran them gently along my back. "And right now, I'm looking for fleas."
"I don't have fleas."
She stuck out her tongue, grinned, then kissed me again. My hands were shaking as I unbuttoned the top button of her shirt. I couldn't stop though. Everything was a blur. Her tongue was massaging mine, and I was trying to blindly get rid of the buttons. She wound up on top of me again. Domineering little girl. I felt her heart beating against my chest. She was taking advantage of my tiredness now! I'm tired! Not awake enough to make wise decisions! If I'm thinking that, then I must be pretty coherent. Damn. I suck at talking myself out of things, especially when I don't really want to.
I made it down to the last button, and she pulled away from me. I opened my eyes, and looked at her face. She looked down at me with her eyes half closed, and was breathing heavily. I blinked and looked from side to side pointlessly, wanting her to say something first.
"So...Ren..." She looked down at herself, "You've managed to check all of my buttons, I suppose..." With one hand she grabbed her shirt and held it closed for there was nothing under it but her.
"I...didn't mean to." I looked behind her now, instead of looking at her. Still nervous about seeing boobs, I was, I suppose, "You left my door open!"
Turning back she said, "Oh, I did, didn't I?"
"Get off me, quick." I grabbed her shoulders, and shoved her back so I could get up. I jumped over Monique's foot, and shut the door, then turned and let out a big sigh of relief, "My parents could have walked by and like saw us."
"They're not home." She was laying on her back, looking at me upside down, and trying to rebutton her shirt, which I had gone through a lot of trouble to unbutton, "Sorry...it's only like 7 o'clock so...I'm gonna go back to sleep if you like...don't wanna do...anything. You still look tired."
"Ok. Whatever." I shrugged, and leaned against the now shut door. "You're buttoning your shirt all crooked." I pointed.
She looked at herself again, "Well...I sure am." She paused, then looked back at me, grinning, "Wanna help?"
Should I help the girl button her shirt? I wondered. She didn't really need help, but I had indeed gone through a lot of trouble to unbutton it, after all, and I had gotten nothing for it. What did I want for it?! She's so damn white, that she shouldn't have any tan lines. I wanted to see if she was any whiter on any certain parts. Okay, that was weird. I looked at her again, and she was sitting up, looking at me with her crooked shirt, waiting for some response. The girl was so fucking kinky! "Yeah. I guess I'll help you, since you obviously need it, and I'm good at...well...everything."
"Ha!" She said loudly, then quieted herself and looked at Ruby who was still unconscious.
"They're both completely out. Don't worry about them." I said, sitting down in front of her. I reached for the top button again. It was in the second buttonhole. She did it on purpose. She wanted me to do this for God knows how long. It was planned! She giggled. "Tawny, you're not the giggly type...it scares me when you do it."
"I wasn't giggling. I was snickering, for your information."
"Alright." I went for the next button and the next one until they were undone and her pale blue shirt hung conveniently over everything I was tempted to look at, at the moment. "Ya know, Tawny..." I said and put my hands in my lap, while looking at her chest and pondering a little what it would look like without the shirt on, "Bobby and everybody...all the guys I've gone out with, even in middle school, I always wanted to kiss them really bad and wasn't afraid to do it except that I didn't know how, but you...I wanna kiss you and all, and other stuff...but I'm scared to."
"It's cus I'm a girl, isn't it? Why the hell don't you look at my face instead of my chest when you're talking?"
I looked up, found her glaring at me, and looked around, then shrugged nonchalantly. "Remember how I wanted to jump on you and rip your clothes off last night?"
"No. I forgot all about that. Girls tell me that all the time." She said sarcastically.
"Well...I'd still like to do that..." I twiddled my thumbs like the loser that I am.
"Slow, Ren, slow. We talked about it a few minutes ago. We were gonna take this slooooooow."
"Shut up. We're talking way too much." I grumbled. My messed up hormones were taking over more and more. I slowly reached for her shirt, and began to slide it down her shoulders. I was revoltingly nervous, so nervous that my stomach was feeling gross. It was nothing I hadn't seen before. I stared at her face, and she let her shirt fall off of her arms.
"You were staring at my boobs when my shirt was covering them. Why are you not looking at them now?"
She was so harsh. I crawled up to her and kissed her neck. I felt her hands rubbing my back, and I continued with her neck. Her hands started picking at my bra, which I had also slept in. She wanted it off of me.
"God, you fucking weirdo." She managed to spit out, "You slept with your bra on."
I forced her down into the jumbled blankets, then reached back and unhitched my own bra. I pulled one strap off of my arm, then pulled the other one, and got it off, rather quickly. I tossed it toward my bed, "Happy?"
"Never." She grinned stupidly biting on her own tongue. "You don't have any boobs anyway. There's no real point in you wearing one."
"Shut up." I growled, and put her earlobe in my mouth.
"Damn...you get all feisty...when...someone insults your lack of...of boobs...I like it...I'll do it more often..."
I started to run my hands down the front of her, and she buried her hands in my hair, and guided my lips to hers, then once she had me where she wanted me, she put her hands up the back of my shirt. She moved them around to the front and touched the sides of my breasts with her thumbs. Damn, she was good with her hands, but was doing so little. It was very fascinating to me.
Carefully, I moved my own hands to her breasts. I cupped them, and continued to kiss her. I didn't know what to do, other than do something that I thought I would like since we were both girls. I squeezed them gently, loving how they felt. I ran my thumb over one of her nipples, and she moaned, very quietly. I broke the kiss, and backed up to look at her, while I groped her, which I thought I would never do.
Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was partially open. Her chest was rising and falling as she took in air. I took my hands away from her. Hers were resting on the sides of my lower back underneath my shirt. She opened her eyes slightly, when she realized that my hands had moved from their places.
"Ren..." She whispered.
"Oh my dear God!" Monique squealed, "Please let me be dreaming! Please let me be dreaming!"
Tawny covered herself with her arm and raised her head to look toward Monique just as I turned to do the same. My poor cheerleader friend was sitting up, with her hand over her eyes.
"Where's my shirt?" Tawny hissed.
"You're laying on it." I hissed back.
"Am I that damn pale?!" She yelled, pulling her shirt out from under her.
I got off of her, "Um...Monique?"
She peeked between her fingers, "Oh my gosh, Ren. I thought you were just having sex with Tawny."
I forced a little laugh, "No, we weren't having sex." I said, and scratched my head, "I fell on her."
"That's what they all say!" She flopped back down, her face out of view behind my bed again.
I looked back at Tawny. She put her shirt back on, and was hugging her pillow trying not to laugh, "She had sex with Louis, and her little clone-buddy last night...I don't think she remembers."
Smacking myself in the forehead, I muttered, "You just had to remind me, didn't you?"
She laughed, "I'm sorry. Really. She interrupted us...it's quite a pity."
"Yeah," I sighed, "We weren't just having sex, but we might have had she not said something..." I was half glad she had said something, but I also wished that she hadn't, just a little.
"Do you really think we would've ended up having sex?" She asked curiously.
I shrugged, and crawled back to Mr. Pookie and my designated spot by my bed.
"You wouldn't have listened to me..." I mumbled, and rolled over so I wasn't facing her. Tawny was gone. I turned back to Ruby to ask if she knew where she went, but she had fallen back to sleep incredibly quickly. I groaned, and sat up. I'd gone to sleep in my clothes, and felt kinda nasty for it. I saw Monique's foot, and knew she was still asleep, or passed out or something. My bedroom door was open. I can't remember if I closed it or not.
The black haired girl tip-toed back in right after that, "Morning, Ren."
"Where'd you go?" I asked quietly.
"Um...the bathroom. People do that once in a while."
"Oh." I laid back down, feeling stupid. I guess I thought she left or something.
She came and got back in her spot, "Ren?"
"Yeah?"
She yawned, "Did you figure out what my present was? It was really stupid."
"No...what was it?" I yawned.
"I'll give it to you again if you promise not to get mad at me, or hit me."
I sat up a little, and raised an eyebrow at her, "Ok. I promise."
"Lay back down."
"Eh..." I did, and I was a little scared. I had no clue what she was going to do to me. I'd like it whatever it was, so I didn't ask. She carefully crawled on top of me, and sat lightly, on my hips, with her legs on either side of me. I smiled a little unsurely. I was still too tired to make much of an attempt to get her off of me. I didn't really want her off of me anyway. My head was a little less muddled, since I slept a little, but I didn't feel like passing this up, still. "Was your present you sitting on me cus I don't remember you sitting on me last night?"
She shook her head, then gently laid down on me. Her chest was barely touching mine, and she supported herself with her elbows. She looked me over. With one hand she slowly put my loose hair behind each of my ears. Then she held her face close to mine. She was sure dragging this out, very evilly. I wished she would kiss me already. I knew she was going to. That had been my present. She was a dork, and obviously liked me long before I even started to play with the thought. At that second, she covered my mouth with hers. She nibbled on my bottom lip, and playfully poked at it with her tongue. I grabbed onto the collar of her shirt with both of my hands, and pulled her closer to me.
"I'd offer you two a condom right now, but neither of you have the equipment that they're needed for." Ruby said, somewhat deliriously.
She stopped what she was doing and looked up. I let go of her, and smiled at Ruby innocently. Tawny laughed an evil laugh and started to kiss me again, but I rolled her off of me, and then pulled the blanket up over our heads. We laid close together, and looked at each other in the near darkness.
"You have really pretty eyes." I said for lack of anything else to say, and since I seemed to notice them often.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" She squinted.
"Um...no?"
"Stop the sappiness then." She said, poking at me with one finger. "You know I'm not all into the sappy stuff..."
"What if I am trying to seduce you?"
She smiled and got closer to me. She rubbed my neck and right shoulder, which were extremely tense, "You don't have to try. I don't think I could refuse to do anything for you."
I took a deep breath, "This is so scary. I'm really nervous, and...I dunno."
"Ren...don't worry..." She whispered, and moved closer to me, then put her arms around my waist, "I promise that I'm just as scared as you...just...let's just...take everything slow until we figure it out."
I nodded, but then asked, "How slow?" and I started to play with her hair. It was soft and smelled faintly of strawberry shampoo. I let my fingers of my one hand tangle themselves in it. She nuzzled my neck with her nose. It tickled, and I began to tamper with the buttons of her pajama shirt, having lost interest in her hair. "How slow, Tawny?"
"What're you doing?" She asked cutely. "Did I say you could do that?"
"Um...I am...making sure all of your buttons are firmly...um...attached..."
"Uh huh." She moved around and started to lift up my shirt, exposing just my stomach. She placed on of her hands on my bare side. Her fingers were a little cold as she ran them gently along my back. "And right now, I'm looking for fleas."
"I don't have fleas."
She stuck out her tongue, grinned, then kissed me again. My hands were shaking as I unbuttoned the top button of her shirt. I couldn't stop though. Everything was a blur. Her tongue was massaging mine, and I was trying to blindly get rid of the buttons. She wound up on top of me again. Domineering little girl. I felt her heart beating against my chest. She was taking advantage of my tiredness now! I'm tired! Not awake enough to make wise decisions! If I'm thinking that, then I must be pretty coherent. Damn. I suck at talking myself out of things, especially when I don't really want to.
I made it down to the last button, and she pulled away from me. I opened my eyes, and looked at her face. She looked down at me with her eyes half closed, and was breathing heavily. I blinked and looked from side to side pointlessly, wanting her to say something first.
"So...Ren..." She looked down at herself, "You've managed to check all of my buttons, I suppose..." With one hand she grabbed her shirt and held it closed for there was nothing under it but her.
"I...didn't mean to." I looked behind her now, instead of looking at her. Still nervous about seeing boobs, I was, I suppose, "You left my door open!"
Turning back she said, "Oh, I did, didn't I?"
"Get off me, quick." I grabbed her shoulders, and shoved her back so I could get up. I jumped over Monique's foot, and shut the door, then turned and let out a big sigh of relief, "My parents could have walked by and like saw us."
"They're not home." She was laying on her back, looking at me upside down, and trying to rebutton her shirt, which I had gone through a lot of trouble to unbutton, "Sorry...it's only like 7 o'clock so...I'm gonna go back to sleep if you like...don't wanna do...anything. You still look tired."
"Ok. Whatever." I shrugged, and leaned against the now shut door. "You're buttoning your shirt all crooked." I pointed.
She looked at herself again, "Well...I sure am." She paused, then looked back at me, grinning, "Wanna help?"
Should I help the girl button her shirt? I wondered. She didn't really need help, but I had indeed gone through a lot of trouble to unbutton it, after all, and I had gotten nothing for it. What did I want for it?! She's so damn white, that she shouldn't have any tan lines. I wanted to see if she was any whiter on any certain parts. Okay, that was weird. I looked at her again, and she was sitting up, looking at me with her crooked shirt, waiting for some response. The girl was so fucking kinky! "Yeah. I guess I'll help you, since you obviously need it, and I'm good at...well...everything."
"Ha!" She said loudly, then quieted herself and looked at Ruby who was still unconscious.
"They're both completely out. Don't worry about them." I said, sitting down in front of her. I reached for the top button again. It was in the second buttonhole. She did it on purpose. She wanted me to do this for God knows how long. It was planned! She giggled. "Tawny, you're not the giggly type...it scares me when you do it."
"I wasn't giggling. I was snickering, for your information."
"Alright." I went for the next button and the next one until they were undone and her pale blue shirt hung conveniently over everything I was tempted to look at, at the moment. "Ya know, Tawny..." I said and put my hands in my lap, while looking at her chest and pondering a little what it would look like without the shirt on, "Bobby and everybody...all the guys I've gone out with, even in middle school, I always wanted to kiss them really bad and wasn't afraid to do it except that I didn't know how, but you...I wanna kiss you and all, and other stuff...but I'm scared to."
"It's cus I'm a girl, isn't it? Why the hell don't you look at my face instead of my chest when you're talking?"
I looked up, found her glaring at me, and looked around, then shrugged nonchalantly. "Remember how I wanted to jump on you and rip your clothes off last night?"
"No. I forgot all about that. Girls tell me that all the time." She said sarcastically.
"Well...I'd still like to do that..." I twiddled my thumbs like the loser that I am.
"Slow, Ren, slow. We talked about it a few minutes ago. We were gonna take this slooooooow."
"Shut up. We're talking way too much." I grumbled. My messed up hormones were taking over more and more. I slowly reached for her shirt, and began to slide it down her shoulders. I was revoltingly nervous, so nervous that my stomach was feeling gross. It was nothing I hadn't seen before. I stared at her face, and she let her shirt fall off of her arms.
"You were staring at my boobs when my shirt was covering them. Why are you not looking at them now?"
She was so harsh. I crawled up to her and kissed her neck. I felt her hands rubbing my back, and I continued with her neck. Her hands started picking at my bra, which I had also slept in. She wanted it off of me.
"God, you fucking weirdo." She managed to spit out, "You slept with your bra on."
I forced her down into the jumbled blankets, then reached back and unhitched my own bra. I pulled one strap off of my arm, then pulled the other one, and got it off, rather quickly. I tossed it toward my bed, "Happy?"
"Never." She grinned stupidly biting on her own tongue. "You don't have any boobs anyway. There's no real point in you wearing one."
"Shut up." I growled, and put her earlobe in my mouth.
"Damn...you get all feisty...when...someone insults your lack of...of boobs...I like it...I'll do it more often..."
I started to run my hands down the front of her, and she buried her hands in my hair, and guided my lips to hers, then once she had me where she wanted me, she put her hands up the back of my shirt. She moved them around to the front and touched the sides of my breasts with her thumbs. Damn, she was good with her hands, but was doing so little. It was very fascinating to me.
Carefully, I moved my own hands to her breasts. I cupped them, and continued to kiss her. I didn't know what to do, other than do something that I thought I would like since we were both girls. I squeezed them gently, loving how they felt. I ran my thumb over one of her nipples, and she moaned, very quietly. I broke the kiss, and backed up to look at her, while I groped her, which I thought I would never do.
Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was partially open. Her chest was rising and falling as she took in air. I took my hands away from her. Hers were resting on the sides of my lower back underneath my shirt. She opened her eyes slightly, when she realized that my hands had moved from their places.
"Ren..." She whispered.
"Oh my dear God!" Monique squealed, "Please let me be dreaming! Please let me be dreaming!"
Tawny covered herself with her arm and raised her head to look toward Monique just as I turned to do the same. My poor cheerleader friend was sitting up, with her hand over her eyes.
"Where's my shirt?" Tawny hissed.
"You're laying on it." I hissed back.
"Am I that damn pale?!" She yelled, pulling her shirt out from under her.
I got off of her, "Um...Monique?"
She peeked between her fingers, "Oh my gosh, Ren. I thought you were just having sex with Tawny."
I forced a little laugh, "No, we weren't having sex." I said, and scratched my head, "I fell on her."
"That's what they all say!" She flopped back down, her face out of view behind my bed again.
I looked back at Tawny. She put her shirt back on, and was hugging her pillow trying not to laugh, "She had sex with Louis, and her little clone-buddy last night...I don't think she remembers."
Smacking myself in the forehead, I muttered, "You just had to remind me, didn't you?"
She laughed, "I'm sorry. Really. She interrupted us...it's quite a pity."
"Yeah," I sighed, "We weren't just having sex, but we might have had she not said something..." I was half glad she had said something, but I also wished that she hadn't, just a little.
"Do you really think we would've ended up having sex?" She asked curiously.
I shrugged, and crawled back to Mr. Pookie and my designated spot by my bed.