The Block Estate

Massie's Room

Saturday, February 14

7:34 p.m.

Massie dragged Dempsey into her room and closed the door.

Dempsey gulped. He had never been in Massie's room with the door closed or at night. It was quite sophisticated and…royal. Tall grey candle holders held tall white candles that smelled faintly of roses. Her soft duvet cover had been replaced by a red silk blanket, where Bean napped silently.

"Bean!" Massie hissed into the lightly lit room. "Get-out!"

Bean woke up, hopped off the bed, and ran into Massie's closet, collapsing into the pile of soft chiffons, silks, and satins.

Massie turned to Dempsey and smiled self-consciously. She couldn't believe that she, Massie Leslie Block, was about to do this…thing with her boyfriend.

"Massie…are you sure?" Dempsey asked, his eyes darting nervously around the room, probably waiting for William Block to jump out at him and scold him.

"I've never been surer about anything in my life," Massie assured him. Well, that's not entirely true. There was that time she was sure she wanted Bean when they'd found him in that little doggie boutique on 8th and Watson, Biscuits and More; and the time she convinced Kendra to let her take riding lessons at Galwaugh, even when Kendra hated horses and hated it even more when people smelled like them. But as far as being sure about things, this was a close 3rd. She led Dempsey to her bed and sat him down while she went to her bathroom to change. In the little cabinet above her mirror she'd stashed a fire-red silk bustier and frilly red underwear.

When she was changed, she ventured back into her room, Dempsey was laying down with nothing but his boxers (hearts with arrows through them!) on. He looked nervous and relaxed all at the same time. He smiled his little crooked smile when he saw Massie.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. He sat up.

Massie straightened up her posture and glided toward her boyfriend, her hair falling lightly over her shoulders. She lay down next to him and he hugged her close. This would also be her first kiss with Dempsey.

Dempsey lowered his head to hers and kissed her pink mouth, and she could instantly taste her Classy Block Colada and peppermints in his mouth, and it tasted delicious.

"You know we can't really do this, right? I mean…" Dempsey stopped kissing her. "We don't have… protection or anything."

"Shit," Massie mumbled. She hadn't thought about that. "Well," she turned on the rose lamp on her white nightstand, the pinkish light illuminating her face. "We'll just have to find something else to do, won't we?" She giggled and got on top of Dempsey, and kissed him again, his hand brushing over her taut butt every once in a while.

They were in her room playing around for about twenty minutes till Dempsey said, "I guess we should get back to your party now."

Massie sighed disappointedly. "Yeah, I guess we should. I'll go get dressed." She went to her closet and pulled out a silk red high-waist skirt. All she did was pull it over her underwear and pull her hair back into a bun. She applied more lip gloss and followed Dempsey back outside to the party.

As soon as they came outside, Alicia shot her a suspicious look. Massie dismissed Dempsey to go talk to his friends and Alicia walked over.

"Call me crazy, but I'm pretty sure you weren't wearing that sultry seductive goddess outfit before."

Massie shrugged. "I just felt like changing…into something more sexy." She smiled.

Alicia raised an eyebrow. "Okay…but you'd tell me if you did anything, right? I'd be the first?"

"Puh-lease! You'll always be the first one!"

Alicia smiled satisfied. "Ok. Well, I gotta go meet Josh by the cabana."

"Ok, see ya later tonight."

"'Kay, bye."

This was the shortest and most awkward conversation Massie had ever had with Alicia. She had a feeling Alicia didn't fully believe her about that whole 'you being the first person I tell' thing. But, it'd probably be months before she did anything like that again with Dempsey. Wouldn't it?