Prim and Kit-Kat continue their naughty behaviour. But will it last? Please review!

A huge neon sign of a naked woman opening her legs. I knew I must've been at the right place. It sure was a sleazy area but I could never imagine Kit-Kat ever coming anywhere near a strip club. The heavy bouncer looked me up and down when I made it to the door. I guess I would look very out of place there; big sunglasses, blue trench coat.

"Um, does this girl work here?" I showed him a picture, he seemed pretty unsure about all of this. It was clear he had seen her before by the way he raised his eyebrow. He told me she was in back and let me in without even carding me, which really told me a lot about this place.

I felt so out of place, way out of my comfort zone that was for sure. Everyone was staring at me when I walked to the far back of the club. So many creepy faces, even the strippers and waitresses. I found myself staring at a doorway with hanging beads. I took a huge breath and stepped through.

Things escalated quickly. Kit-Kat declared her love for me, she didn't want Gale or any of those other boys. I probably shouldn't have said anything. Why did I do that? Why did I have to open my big mouth? Kissing her was a lot of fun but to have those kinds of feelings for her? I don't think I could admit something like that. If there really was water that made you gay then it must've been effecting our brains; I knew I couldn't think straight.

We continued our makeout sessions behind the tree in the yard. I might have missed a soccer practice or two, Kit-Kat didn't see basketball as a big priority any more and I think quit. Neither of us realized when Dad left; it was a lot quieter in the house.

Kit-Kat and I were in the middle of our latest kissing episode with the blindfold when Mom was looking for us. "Girls, I...Girls?" Kit-Kat hadn't even touched me yet. We were both stunned that she was there and so close to catching us playing our maury after school games.

"Yeah, Mom?" Kit-Kat answered nonchalant. I pulled my blindfold off; she looked so anxious.

"I'm going to be out late but dinner is on the stove."

Kit-Kat and I looked at each other, the whole house to ourselves was extremely tempting. "Yeah, sounds great," I hesitated.

"I'll be home by 10. No parties...," she looked over our faces, we must've looked so guilty, "What are you two doing?" She laughed naively.

"Uh...," Kit-Kat came up with nothing.

"I don't want to know," she threw up her hands and left us to our devious pleasures.

I knew Kit-Kat was excited about having some freedom, so many thoughts brewing in her head. I was a bit nervous about taking things too far, as far as I knew both of us were still virgins and had no real experience especially with another woman.

It was getting dark out so we decided to head inside. Kit-Kat happily served dinner; I almost didn't realize what cleavage she was sporting as she filled my plate with meat loaf. "Prim, dessert is after dinner," she laughed when she noticed me staring. We both shovelled the food into our mouths, we didn't care about manners we just wanted to lust after each other.

I was taking my plate to the sink when Kit-Kat charged at me, pinning me against the wall. "Kit-Kat!" I struggled.

"Gotcha!" She kissed my neck all over; I wasn't sure I could handle any more hickeies, it was getting harder to explain them away.

She unbuttoned her top, that was gone in seconds and next was her bra, "Wait!" I protested. Then I took the time to look, no study those big knockers. Those dark areolas. I was nearly knocked flat. She pushed them into my face, she held onto my head and forced me to motorboat them, it was good but felt wronger by the second.

"Oh, you love it!"

"I...I do!"

"They're yours now, baby and no one can take them away from you!"

I got serious for a moment, so many emotions flooding my thought process, "Do you think what we're doing is wrong?"

She looked right at me with those melting brown eyes of hers. "Do you think it's wrong?"

I stammered but I knew I couldn't deny my feelings, "N-noo."

She smiled, "Good. I knew you wouldn't quit me. I'd never quit you."

We kissed there for a while, her boobs must've had superhuman strength, I couldn't get away from them. I relaxed and even lifted myself up with my legs wrapped around her. She took this as an opportunity to take me to her bed.

I played with her chest, she gave me a little spanking which I suppose I needed. We lied there on our sides just staring at one another and running our fingers through the others' hair. "We don't have to do anything you don't want you know...I can wait..," she bit down on her bottom lip, "But you make go crazy some times."

"I do?"

"You should feel how wet I am down there," she hissed.

I gulped. I think she liked how naive I was around her, how curious and excited I could get. I was scared but very hopeful of making this relationship work. But low and behold, not even a week later I found Kit-Kat packing in her room on Sunday evening.

"Kit-Kat? What are you doing?"

She had tears in her eyes, she threw her remaining underwear into the bag. "I'm leaving...I can't do this any more."

"What?" I got close to her, standing by her side as she packed very little of her life away.

"We shouldn't have done that! I don't know what I was thinking!"

"But, Kit-Kat, I..."

"I feel so terrible, Prim, I shouldn't have made you do that..."

"You didn't make me do anything. Let's just sit down and talk about this."

I went to touch her hand to comfort her but she irked her hand away. "No, Prim. I've got to get out of here!" The next thing I knew she was climbing out the window. "Don't follow me, Prim!"

It took me a moment to take in what was happening before my eyes. I ran to the window when she was already on the ground. "Kit-Kat, wait!" I cried, "Come back, please! Please don't leave!"

It was too late. This was the last I would see of her.

To be continued...