Hello everyone! To all those who have continued reading Trading Places, I congratulate you! To all those who didn't, well, they're not here so I can say whatever I want about them: may you, your children and your children's children never know anything but pain and suffering. May your life turn into nothing shy of pitiful and useless. So sayith JinSun, speaker of the gods. Leave a comment/suggestion below, and thanks!
"All right Hazel, do you promise not to freak out?"
"Annabeth, trust me. You're helping me, so I'm sure it can't be that bad."
She chewed on her bottom lip. "Okay well…and try to hear me out on this one, but I think you and I should engage in some…well…sex."
Dead silence cut the air. Only the gentle wind was audible.
"I'm sorry, did I hear you right?" Hazel asked, her face pale.
"Look I've done it before." Annabeth paused to stand up. "It's really quite nice once you get used to it, and I think it'll be a great learning tool for when you meet up with Frank."
"That's so, that's so wrong though."
"Remember Hazel, what was dirty or immoral seventy years ago isn't anymore. Nowadays plenty of people do things like this, and it doesn't mean that you're a lesbian. Some guys even do things like this. It's what has become normal."
"I'm just not as comfortable with it like you are though. Maybe it's just because I'm new at it, but I can't even see any girl I know doing something like this."
Annabeth smiled, "I'll tell you a secret Hazel. The person who first introduced me to this kind of sex was Piper."
"N-No! I don't believe you!"
"Well it's true! Go ask her yourself! I'll warn you though; she can be a bit frisky, so watch what you say."
"I'm not going to say anything to her! That's just so…"
"I know it's a lot to process Hazel, I do, but just know that I'm not trying to manipulate you or anything. I'm just looking out for you."
For how long they stood there, neither could tell. The day passed slowly overhead though, and the humidity began to rise.
Hazel finally gave in, "All right, as long as it's just you, I'll give it a try, but anything I'm not comfortable with, I'm not doing."
"Of course," she smiled.
The two girls gathered themselves and walked towards the cabins. Morning was quickly turning into noon, as small clouds drifted over and the heat increased. Hazel and Annabeth were soon sweating; the increase in moisture not helping. On days such as these, even the magic from Hectate did little to stop the weather. Camp Half-Blood could stop storms of any kind, but heat waves were different.
"Where did you guys, you know, do it?"
"Behind the Big House. It was actually yesterday night when the air was cooler and there was a soft breeze."
"Oh," she said meekly.
Annabeth shrugged and kept walking. On a day as hot as it was, she wanted to be indoors for as much as possible during the brutal hours of the day. She figured the rec room would be a good place to do it, as it was undergoing renovations, and therefore no one would be likely to come in.
When they arrived, Hazel gasped, "We're not doing it in there are we?"
She had said 'there' as if it was the worst thing in the world.
"Why not? No one will bother us. Plus, it's cool in here."
Inside, the walls were freshly painted and the ping-pong table was pushed to the side. In the center sat a workers' bench and several paint buckets.
"Hop up," Annabeth said gesturing to the ping-pong table.
"On there?" Hazel replied skeptically. "Why not on the couch?"
"Because I think it might be easier to reach your…area…if you're higher up."
She slowly nodded in response.
"Remember, if I do anything that bothers you, tell me right away. The last thing I want to do is drive you away from sex. I'm going to start by pleasuring you, and if you want me to stop, just say so. After that we'll see if you want to do me."
"Okay."
"Hazel."
"Yes?"
"This tends to work best if you're on the table."
"Oh right, sorry."
"It's fine, now are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes, yes! It's fine, now please move on! The suspense is worse than you can imagine!" she chastised.
Annabeth laughed, "Just making sure."
She lifted up Hazel's skirt revealing a pair of light pink panties. Her dark, toned legs flawlessly met with her thin waist. Immediately, a change came over Annabeth. Her eyes were fierce with hunger, almost as if she was in battle.
"Umm Annabeth?"
"Hmm?" she looked up.
"Are you alright?"
Hazel was blushing deeply, her freckled cheeks stood out against her flushed skin. Despite her unfamiliarity with anything sexual, she couldn't help but feel aroused at the thought of having passionate, forbidden sex with Annabeth.
"I'm going to pull your panties off now. Is that all right?"
She nodded.
The pink cotton underwear was quickly pulled down revealing a very neatly trimmed pussy. Instead of an unkempt bush like the one Annabeth had expected, she found herself lustfully gazing at Hazel's smooth mound with a small 'landing strip' of hair.
"Oh Hazel!"
"What?" she asked nervously.
"It's-It's beautiful!"
"Wait what?"
"I'm serious!" Annabeth continued. "I've never a better looking crotch than what you've got going here! When did you start shaving you naughty girl?"
"I've always shaved. Back when I lived with my mother, she said it was the lady-like thing to do. I never questioned it. Is it something that's not normal?"
"Oh, no plenty of women do it, it's just that I never expected to see it on you!"
"Do you think Frank will like it?"
"Hazel, I'm sure Frank will like you no matter what you do. He's a sweet guy."
She giggled in response, "I know…I just wanted to be sure."
Annabeth looked back down towards the feast spread in front of her. Hazel's inner lips spread out, an obvious sign of arousal, revealing a light pink interior.
End of Part 15