I had a really hard time deciding wheather Gwen and Duncan should do it or not, so I gave up and decided to let my facebook friends decide. I wrote a status simply saying "yes or no?" without saying what it's about. It came out: 4-yes, 4-no, 1-snitzel. o_o" then one girl said her other personality split says yes, so... It was a yes. ;) Any complaints should go to them! hehe...

Not waiting for an answer, Duncan started kissing Gwen's neck, slowly down to her cleavage. Gwen shut her eyes tightly, blushing. The punk finally left her hands to unbutton her dark blue corset.

"Duncan, stop." Said the goth in a shy, unconvincing tone. She put her hands against his shoulders as if to make him go back, but without actually pushing him - just slightly holding him.

He took off her corset, kissing her all over.

"D-Duncan..."

The next morning Gwen woke up on Duncans chest. She woke up first. She looked at Duncan's bare chest and then at her own under the covers, as if to check that last night really happened.

She sighed, still unsure if she did the right thing or not. Suddenly, she heard a shout - "Gwen, I'm home! Are you here?"

Gwen was shoked; her little brother just got home.

"Aunt Susan's here to see you!"

-Oh, joy.

"Duncan, Duncan!" She wispered-yelled and shook him. "Get up!"

The punk rubbed his eyes trying to wake up properly. "Mornin', Sunshine." He greeted.

"You have to go, now!" Said the startled goth. "What? Why? Whats the rush?" Asked the punk, surprised.

"Gwen!" Another yell was heard. "Get up!" The voice was getting stronger - her aunt was coming upstairs.

"Oh, crap!" Murmured Duncan as he got up, pulling up his pants and looking for his shirt. "Get out!" Yelled Gwen as she put on a plain t-shirt.

"Bye." He finally said, burshing her hair and giving her a kiss on her head. In a matter of seconds, the punk was out the window, the goth was dressed and the aunt was at the door.

"Gwen?" She said quietly. "Hi, Aunt Susan. I just got up."

"I see." Replied the woman, looking at the girl's hair and bed. "It's already ten AM. Come on, get dressed, I'll take you over to my house. What happened to the window?"

"Where's my mum?" Asked Gwen, surprised that she wasn't home yet and trying to avoid the question.

"She was here earlier this morning. She didn't say goodbye because she didn't want to wake you up." -Oh, thank god! "She had to replace her boss in some convention. He got sick but needs someone to go meet clients..."

"I understand." Gwen said simplely. "When is she coming back?"

"Monday moring." Susan replied looking dissapointed.

"...Does that woman ever rest?" Gwen murmured.

"Get your things ready, you'll be staying over at my place for the weekend." Said the woman with a slight, trying-to-cheer-up smile. "Ok. Now that I think about it, I haven't been to your apartment yet, only Frankie has."

Since Gwen only recently moved to this part of the country, she never got to be at her aunts. When she could go visit, she'd prefer to stay home with Duncan.

"Well, I think you'll probably like the place." She said and smiled. "Come on then, don't waste time. Pack your things, I'll go make you something to eat."

After a 20 minute car ride there, the three finally got to the apartment building. It wasn't as small and smelly like Gwen pictured it... In fact, it was a luxury building. There was a huge lobby with loveseats and vending machines. The whole building was clean and well kept. Pictures and plants all around to decorate the hallways. The apartment itself was huge and elagant, as to expect from such an elagant woman like Susan.

"The guest bedroom's over there, hun." Signaled Susan to a room down the hall. Gwen and her little brother Frankie went in. Frankie threw his bag on the top bunk of the bunkbeds and left to watch tv. He was already used to the place. Gwen took a few seconds to look around, absorving the new place, before placing her bag on the bottom bunk and going out to see the rest of the house. In the kitchen she found her aunt making ice tea.

"Bored, honey?" Before getting a reply, Susan continuted to talk. "There's a pool of the roof. You should go get some sun, you look like a zombie!" She laughed and pinched the goth's white arm.

"I didn't bring a bathing suit..." Murmured the goth.

"Who cares? Underwear is just the same as a bikini. Besides, you'll probably be alone. Most of the people that live here are buisness people who spend most of their day at work."

Gwen smiled. Laying in the sun didn't sound like her ideal image of fun, but it's better than wasting a sunny day indoors."Ok." The goth agreed and smiled. The woman gave her a towel and sun lotion. Gwen took the heavy book the brought along with her and went up to the roof. Her aunt was right, there was no one there. Such a waste of a beautiful place; a huge, clean pool and long deckchairs with colourful umbrellas above.

Gwen picked a chair next to the pool. She took off her clothes, staying only in her undies and her bra. After ten minutes of reading, she put down the book and shut her eyes, trying to nap a little unsuccessfully, yet she still kept her eyes shut.

"Boo." A familliar voice was suddenly heard, starteling Gwen to jump off her chair. It was Trent, bending down by her chair smiling in only his boxers.

"You scared me!" Yelled the girl while smiling due to the source of fear. He laughed. "What are you doing here?" He asked and stood up.

"Isn't that my line?" she giggled. "Well, I know what I'm doing here. I live here. What about you?"

"My aunt lives here. I'm spending the weekend over." She smiled. "But I don't know anyone from around here and there's not alot to do..."

Trent smiled, his green eyes sparkling in the sun. "I guess that means you're stuck with me, then."