When Rachel had told Quinn that she planned to spend the rest of her day catching up on homework and working on her self-imposed glee assignment she had meant it. Unfortunately for the tiny diva she found herself unable to focus on any of the things she was supposed to be doing. The brunette had returned to her bedroom and on entering it was hit with the smell of sex. Taking one look at her cum stained sheets she realised that before she could start on her homework she would have to do a load of laundry. It was while she was pulling the sheets off her bed that the she located Quinn's lost pair of panties. Rachel held the tiny pair of white cotton briefs and felt herself starting to harden yet again. No wonder the boys in glee are always so underprepared its much more fun letting your dick think for you, she thought to herself. Without really registering what she was doing the brunette had situated herself back on her bed. With one hand massaging the bludge under her skirt while the other held up Quinn's underwear Rachel leant back against the headboard closed her eyes and let her mind wander.

In her mind she pictured Quinn, in her cheerio's uniform, then in one of her cute sun dresses and then not in anything at all. In her mind the images of the blonde kept changing trying to find one that she could turn into a story. She pictured the blonde spread out before her, then on all fours waiting to be entered, on her knees with her mouth wrapped around Rachel's rock hard cock. Rachel moved her skirt out of the way, reached into her underwear and released her member. As she slowly stroked herself she let the images play out before her. Santana's lips wrapped around her member looking up at her with longing eyes...wait Santana? The brunette was appalled at herself she shouldn't be thinking about the Latina while she was doing what she was doing. Quinn was the one who had been in her bed no less than two hours ago. She had the blonde's underwear in her hand. Her other hand however was still stroking her rock hard cock and the feeling it was creating was a lot more fun than guilt. Rachel gave into the fantasy.

She was back in her living room Santana was there in the recliner her short dress had risen up so that her wet pussy was visible. The Latina's eyes were fixed on Rachel's rock hard member hypnotised the same way Quinn had been. Rachel stood before the girl stroking herself, as a naked Quinn entered the room and made her way over to the Latina. The blonde pulled the Latina to her feet and helped her pull her tight dress up over her head. The two cheerio's then embraced in a passionate kiss. Rachel could see their smooth slippery tongues gliding over one another. The blonde broke the kiss and looked into Rachel's eyes.

"Baby I need you inside me"

Rachel's hand pumped faster and faster

The blonde moved herself so that she was on all fours on the floor. Rachel positioned herself behind her and began to thrust into her, harder and harder. Santana had once again returned to her chair and was fingering herself with one hand and pinching her nipple with the other, watching Rachel pound away on the blonde. The Latina opened her mouth to speak to the diva.

"Rach-

Hot ropes of cum shot out of the brunette as she released a breath she didn't realise she had been holding in. Rachel looked down at her crotch where hot cum rested on her thighs, she noted that there was far less of it than there had been when she was with Quinn. Then again the tiny diva was having a little difficulty recalling the number of times she had been brought to orgasm during the last twenty-four hours. Actually a lot had changed in the last twenty-four hours. The realisation made the diva a little dizzy. Then again that could also be attributed to loss of bodily fluid.

Wholly crap the brunette was struck with a sudden realisation I lost my virginity...to Quin Fabray! I'm not a virgin anymore, I had a naked Quinn Fabray in my bed, I ejaculated in her mouth, she's seen me naked...fuck practically half the glee club has seen me hard. The brunette felt conflicted and confused and discombobulated and about every other word for not okay. She mopped herself up got of her bed and went to have a shower. Showering always helped clear her head and at the moment her head was as full as it had ever been. Underneath the hot water the brunette decided to make a list of all the things she was thinking and deal with them one at a time.

Meanwhile in Santana's SUV

Santana had pulled out of Rachel's driveway and then had continued to drive without any destination in mind. Her dad payed for gas for her obnoxiously large SUV and she was pretty sure that global warming was a myth. Once in the car Santana had been able to get a better look at the blonde and now she was positive that something had gone down between her and Berry. The Latina was annoyed at herself any other time in her life she wouldn't have hesitated before interrogating the blonde. But this time was different and Santana wasn't sure whether it was because she was sure that Quinn had had sex with a girl. That if it was because that girl was Rachel Berry. That if it was because that girl was Rachel Berry who happened to be packing the biggest dick the Latina had ever seen. Or if it was because of something else that the Latina was not even going to let herself think about. Regardless the sassy mouthed cheerio was off her game and not particularly happy about it.

The two girls travelled in silence while the Latina tried to think of what to say. However the Latina's uncharacteristic silence had let the blonde know that she hadn't gotten away with anything. The blonde was full of silent panic as she realised that hooking up with Rachel was going to have consequences.

"Soo.."

"So..."

"Soooo"

"Santana, if you have something to say would you just say it, so we can get this over with!"

"Are you okay?"

"Huh"

"Are you okay? Look we both know something went down with you and Berry and I'm asking if you're ok. Because the last time something like this went down with you were drunk off wine coolers and ended up pregnant with a mow-hawked lizard-baby"

"For the last time she wasn't a lizard baby and she didn't have a mow-hawk"

"But are you okay Q, I don't think I'm exactly going out on a limb here by assuming that whatever happened wasn't something you planned. Berry didn't have a lighting arraignment and a playlist set up or anything?"

The blonde was quiet for a moment.

"No It wasn't planned it just kind of happened"

"I'm getting tired of asking this, are you okay?"

"Yes, no, maybe, I don't know. I haven't had time to process it yet or think about it at all really"

"So tell me what happened, maybe that will help you process and shit"

"Its all kind of a blur. I went to Rachel's house to see if she was okay. Then we were talking and having fun. Then she asked me to spend the night and we were sleeping then..."

"Then what?"

"The I woke up and we were spooning I guess and...Rachel had a um-"

"A hard-on"

"And then Rachel woke up and we started doing stuff with each other"

"What kind of stuff are we talking about...although judging by the way you're walking"

"God S! I don't know the usual stuff that happens in those kinds of situations"

"Um Q there aint nothing usual about this situation but I think at this point saying that is just beating the dead horse...or in this case beating off the hard berry"

"Gah I knew you would do this Santana, its so like you. Look if you're just going to make fun of me you can just take me home okay I don't want to hear it."

"Calm down Q, I'm not making fun of you...well actually I am but not for the reasons you think. I'd be making fun of you no matter who you boned."

"But this is different S and you know it and I think I might be freaking out and you're not exactly helping okay."

"Ok I'm sorry, don't freak out ok, its not that bigger of a deal" The Latina spoke in a soft voice that the Blonde hadn't heard before.

"Its just...I'm just...fuck I don't know"

"Okay Q, baby steps. So your having a sleepover with Berry you both wake up she's all creature of the night aroused and then what? Did she make a move or did you"

"I did...actually I don't know why I guess it just felt right in the moment but now-"

"Because you hooked up with a girl? Because that girl was Berry? Because Berry is packing?"

"A little of all of the above, I don't know I didn't think I was that kind of girl. I mean I thought after Beth I would have learned"

"Wait hold up Q, firstly you're not that 'kind of girl' I know that kind of girl. I see her in the mirror every day and you look nothing like her, your rack isn't nearly as impressive. Secondly you started things with Berry so which probably means something deep and shit. Like that maybe you have a thing for her. I mean you've spent the majority of your high school years making her life miserable...but as soon as someone else takes a turn, you're running off to comfort her...fuck if you'd gone to elementary school with us you would have been pulling her fucking pig tails"

"That's messed up"

"Yeah it is but it doesn't mean its not accurate. Look Q I don't think you should be freaking out over this. I mean you spend all your energy making yourself into this perfect little virginal Christian girl which despite having a bastard lizard mow-hawk baby you still manage to pull off somehow. Then in a moment you're not expecting you're given the opportunity to finally let go and have some fun and you took that moment. But now because the only way you know how to be is all repressed and shit you're sitting here trying to feel guilty when you don't actually feel that way and the lack of guilt is making you guilty"

The blonde was couldn't believe the words that had come out of the mouth of Santana Lopez of all people. She was shocked at how true they all were and a little creeped out that she could almost hear Rachel saying the same thing.

"Jesus Santana"

"What can I say I watch a lot of Oprah, make sure you call Berry tonight though because if you're freaking out then she must be near melt-down"

"Actually I think she's calmer than I am. This morning she said she didn't feel awkward about what we did together"

"Yeah thats probably because she got to put her penis in you and guys err individuals with penis's enjoy that kind of activity"

"Gross"

"but accurate"

Quinn's stomach let out a rumble

"Burgers?"

"Bacon burgers"

"Done and Done" The Latina drove her SUV to her favourite burger joint, it was a total dive but it had its benefits. Sue Sylvester didn't seem to know it existed which meant that she hadn't put the fear of god into the owners not to serve any of the Cheerio's. Also the burgers were pretty amazing. The two cheerio's loaded up burgers, fries, onion rings and the Latina drove the two of them to the park to eat. The two girls relocated themselves to the back of the SUV so they could stretch out while they enjoyed their calorie filled meal.

Quinn attacked her burger she hadn't realised how hungry she was until the smell of the greasy food hit her. She was also feeling a lot calmer having being reassured by the other Cheerio. Santana on the other hand was uncharacteristically taking her time with her food. Normally when she got near a burger she would practically inhale the thing. This didn't go unnoticed by the blonde.

"Um S, your not all weirded out are you?"

"Um no I was just wondering, when did you figure out you were into girls and why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't know probably the same reason you still haven't actually told me that you're into girls"

The Latina went a little red upon being called out.

"Okay you have a point there Fabray...I just didn't want to be the only one I didn't want that to be the only thing people see when they look at me. You know what Kurt went through I just don't want to have to deal with that."

"But San you strike fear into the hearts of like everyone, also I hate to break it to you but you being gay as a dolphin isn't exactly a secret and you know what no one really seems to care. Kurt was already on the bottom of the social ladder when he came out"

"You know Britt said like the exact same thing... and then I told her I loved her and then told me she loved that reject transformer"

The blonde wasn't sure how she should respond Santana had never opened up to her like this before. She wasn't surprised that Santana was in love with Brittany she was surprised that she'd said it out loud though.

"Then Britt broke up with him and wanted to be with me and I blew my chance because I'm too much of a coward and now she's back with him" a tear ran down the Latina's cheek. The blonde moved over and wrapped her arm around the other girl's shoulders and hugged her tight.

"Oh San I'm sorry"

"Quinn?"

"S?"

"I'm gay"

The blonde squeezed the Latina again.

"Thanks for telling me San, I'm proud of you. You want me to help you push Artie down some stairs"

The Latina suddenly aware that she was showing more emotion than she was comfortable gently pulled herself away from the blonde and tried to regain some of her usual badassery.

"I was thinking more into ongoing traffic...and jesus Q when did you get so dark"

"I'm just sick of his gansta speak"

"Oh my god you're so right and those stupid light up wheels he has on his chair like what the fuck ...wait hang on Fabray its your turn, when did you figure out you were captain of the Queerios?"

"I don't know if I have"

"Q, you just banged a girl, granted she's a girl with a cock but the rest of her is all girl. ..Wait it is right?"

"Yes the rest of her is very much lady parts"

"Ok well in that case its kinda like using a strap-on then and you got down and dirty with a girl and I haven't once heard you mention wine coolers so Ima go ahead and assume you where stone cold sober when you did it"

"Yes we were sober but I didn't really get to spend a lot of time with said lady-parts. Rach was kind of in charge of the situation"

"Berry's a top, makes sense."

"I don't know I've never liked a girl. I thought I liked Finn, but I think that was just because he's the boy you're supposed to like, quarter-back boy next door all American blah blah blah. But he's just so god dammed dumb. I mean c'mon I convinced him got me pregnant via hot tub. Puck I liked or I think I did...I had his baby so. He's less naive than Finn but he drove his mom's car into an atm so really he's just as stupid. And Sam gah he's just a blonde Finn with a massive mouth"

"You're preaching to the choir Q. But you said it yourself you liked those guys because they're the guys you're supposed to like. That's the reason I dated slash had sex with them...Fuck It's so weird that we dated the same guys. But I never had any real feelings for them well except for annoyance and anger. Britts the only one I've ever felt something for, maybe its the same with you and Berry."

"I'm not going to lie...I am totally creeped out at how similar we are"

"Yeah but I'm way hotter"

"Ok I get that Brittany is the only person you've had feelings for but is she.."

"Is she what?"

"The only girl you've been attracted to"

"No she's not, I just worked really hard at pretending those feelings weren't there. How bout you Q? You have to pray extra hard after any locker room showers with the Cheerios?"

"Maybe, but its like you said I guess I got really good at ignoring them"

Having realised that the two of them had talked more about their feelings more in one sitting than they had their entire friendship they both silently returned their meals. Santana was feeling a lot lighter practically inhaled the last of her food and then threw the scrunched up wrapper at Quinn.

"You're on trash duty Fabray"

Quinn left the back of the SUV to empty their trash, while she was walking back she was given a clear view right up Santana's dress. The sight made her centre tingle even in her exhausted state.

"My god Santana!"

"The fuck Q"

"Underwear...I'm seeing far far too much of you right now"

The Latina found the blondes flustered state hilarious.

"Awww am I turning you on Quinnie,?"

"Shut up and put your legs together for gods sake"

Instead the Latina got out of the back of the car and headed towards the driver's seat.

"I better get you home Fabray I wouldn't want to get all sex-crazed and jump my bones or anything"

"You are so full of yourself"

"I know you want me Fabray but right now you have to go home and call Berry"

It was around this time that the blonde realised how the other girl was dressed. Quinn wondered why Santana had put in so much effort when they were just going to be hanging out. The question occupied the blonde's thoughts for the remainder of the car trip home.