Quinn was sitting on her bed with her face burrowed in the stolen sex book, her eyes were wide and her breathing was shallow. At first she had just flicked through the pages, and then she began paying closer attention to things. Finally she had stopped gone to the first page of the book and started from the beginning. The book was incredibly comprehensive and instructive. The more she read the more the blonde became aware that she was more or less a total novice when it came to sex. Quinn had thought that learning how to put a condom on had filled in all the gaps in her sexual knowledge. Then again she hadn't known that women were capable of ejaculating either. What surprised Quinn more than anything about what she was reading was that the point of the book seemed to be for women to learn how to use their partner's body to reach their own climax. All the techniques seemed to be focused on taking control; they also promised that whatever felt good for the woman would also feel good for her partner.

In the early pages of the manual Quinn had made the decision to mentally replace any him, his, he or any other male pronoun with she, her, hers, Rachel. The side-effect of this was that now the blonde was halfway through the manual and incredibly aroused. Quinn's nipples were hard and her clit was stiff and aching. She began to move one of her hands to rub herself when suddenly there was a knock at the door Quinn startled threw the book across the room it hit her vanity with a thud.

"Quinnie dinner is ready sweetie"

"Be down in a second mom" Quinn said with a strangled voice, she took deep breaths trying to slow down her rapidly beating heart. The blonde calmed herself and went downstairs to join her mom for dinner trying her best not to look guilty.

"Santana"

"Yes Berry?"

"Would you mind not telling Quinn about what you saw?"

"I dunno Berry, Q is my best friend it wouldn't be right for me to keep secrets from her" Santana swung back in Rachel's desk chair giving her best queen bitch smirk. The situation she had found herself in was particularly hilarious from her point of view.

"Please Santana, I have this sneaking suspicion that Quinn is the jealous type, I don't want to upset her"

"Oh you can consider that suspicion one hundred percent confirmed, Q is the most jealous possessive bitch you have ever met"

"Santana that's a horrible thing to say"

"When in reference to Q, the terms bitch, tubbers etc are all meant to be taken as affectionate insults"

"I guess I just don't speak Santana fluently yet"

"It takes time to learn the difference between me calling someone a bitch and me actually meaning that, that person is in fact a bitch" Santana spun the chair around in circles. Rachel was sitting on the corner of her bed she was still recovering from having Santana burst into her room catching her off guard. Rachel's initial shock had worn off and she was now questioning why Santana was in her room at all.

"Santana please don't take this the wrong way but why are you here? I thought you and Brittany were hanging out tonight?"

"We were and then Blanch Hudson called requesting her company. So I figured while I was all the way over this side of town I'd drop by. Don't start getting all flattered and shit though your competition was my math homework." Rachel tried to hide a smile, she was starting to catch on to Santana's way of communicating. Rachel was pretty sure she should interpret the Latina's reasoning as 'the girl I love is with the boy she loves and I don't want to be alone'.

"I'm impressed"

"With what Berry?"

"You made a reference to the Bette Davis, Joan Crawford classic Whatever Happened to Baby Jane. I'm surprised you know it most kids our age wouldn't"

"There's a lot you don't know about me Berry, but yeah I love me some Bette Davis that broad had brass didn't take anybody's shit"

"I can see the appeal; I have to say I prefer Audrey Hepburn myself, Breakfast at Tiffany's is one of my favourites"

"You know in the book she was a prostitute right?"

"I'm aware that they took some artistic license with the film adaptation yes"

"I'm pretty sure Q gets down to Audrey Hepburn as well. Actually she loves all those old movies I mean take one look at her when she's not in her Cheerio's uniform and it's like she walked out of a fifties laundry detergent commercial...Although come to think of it you've done a lot of seeing Q out of her uniform lately" The Latina stoped spinning on the chair and smirked at the blushing brunette.

"So Berry how is Q in the sack?"

"Santana! How could you ask me something like that!" The Latina took one look at the brunette and let out a giggle she liked making the tiny diva outraged and embarrassed.

"Relax Berry I don't actually want any details of your sex life. Call it force of habit"

"What do you mean force of habit?"

"Its just what girls do Berry, when one gets laid they dish the details to their friends who are not getting laid. But now that I have had time to realise that the person being dished about is in fact Q I'm no longer interested"

"We're friends?"

"Berry one day I am actually going to punch you" Rachel decided to interpret the Latina's statement as a yes. Rachel relaxed, she liked talking to Santana the more she got to know the girl the more she realised how right she had been in her assumption that the two were very similar. Santana was as misjudged as the diva herself perhaps even more. This is why she felt brave enough to ask her next question.

"So do you think you and Brittany are ever going to sort things out and finally get together?" Rachel wasn't sure if she had crossed a line or not and was preparing herself in case the Latina hadn't been joking about the punching.

"I don't know" Rachel looked at Santana and felt her heart break for the girl. Rachel could see every moment of pain, fear and sadness in the other girl's expression.

"I don't know what its worth but I think you two will"

"You do?"

"Well you're obviously made for each other, neither one of you functions properly when you're not together."

"I just don't know where I stand with her, Brittany knows how I feel and I think she feels the same but she's with Artie"

"Are you two still fooling around with each other?"

"No we haven't done anything since she dumped him"

"Wait so you two didn't do anything while she was single?"

"No because I fucked up with the lying about the cheating aspect of the lady-kisses we were getting on and then I fucked up more by bailing on her cheese show and dating Karofsky because that's what I do"

"Okay firstly I don't think its fair that you take the whole blame for the cheating thing. I know I don't know her all that well yet but there is no way Brittany actually believed that what she was doing with you wasn't cheating. Sam and Finn believe crap like that but Brittany's smarter than that. It was still wrong though. Furthermore can you please explain the whole David Karofsky thing?"

"Karofsky is a total closet case who has a major boner for Kurt."

"Oh my god it all makes sense now"

" Anyways I blackmailed him into apologising so that Kurt could come back and then I made him start the Bully Whips with me so that I would be voted Prom Queen and Brittany would be with me"

"While I am happy to have Kurt back I just have to say that, that plan makes absolutely no sense." The Latina girl paused and thought for a second.

"No it doesn't but like Dave I'm all repressed and self-loathing and shit which means I do stupid ass shit...like all the time"

"Don't be so hard on yourself we all do stupid things when we're scared like this one time I sent a girl to a crack house" Santana let out a laugh which lightened her mood dramatically. She didn't know why but she felt safe telling Rachel about Brittany.

"Gotta give you props for that one Berry, that displayed a side of crazy bitch that I admire"

"Well it wasn't my finest moment but I did it because I was threatened. I didn't want anyone taking away the one thing I have that I know is mine." Rachel steadied herself for what she was about to say next.

"But I know why I was afraid all I've ever really had was my talent, I've never had friends. My freakdom is a well documented fact among our peers so I just worked my best at the one thing I was good at and the thought of having someone normal take that away from me leaving me with nothing was too much to bear. But what I don't get with you Santana is why you're afraid I mean you have it all. You're smart, pretty, and talented and you have someone who loves you just as much as you love her."

"It's not that easy Berry"

"Actually it is Santana, you love Brittany and she loves you"

"Then why is she with Wheels"

"Because he doesn't keep her a secret."

Santana was angry, but not at Rachel. She was angry at herself she knew that Rachel was right. The Latina just didn't know what to do. She loved Brittany so much it hurt she was just so fucking scared.

"She loves you just as much as you love her Santana. Brittany one of the privileged few that knows the awesome person that you actually are and she wants everyone to know. The problem is that Brittany is just as awesome as you are, she deserves to be shown off."

"I know I'm just too much of a coward to step up"

"That's not true you're just not quite ready yet but the next time you get an opportunity to step up I suggest you take it because you might not get another one"

"So how about you Berry, are you going to step up and claim Quinn Fabgay"

"I'm working on it"

"You better be, also you hurt her I'm going to kick your ass"

"Okay that sounds fair"

"So Berry about what I walked in on before"

Rachel couldn't believe how long it was taking Friday to roll around. After all that had happened to her it was still only Thursday. At the same time she was also grateful that it was Thursday because that meant she still had time to perfect her plan for her date. Rachel needed her first date to be perfect not just for Quinn but for herself. In her mind she had most of it planned but she was still struggling with one thing. What was she going to wear? It was the diva's fourth day in a row wearing jeans to school, which was completely unprecedented behaviour for the girl. Rachel had found that if she wore jeans then she could get away with not having to wear her special underwear. The heavy denim did a good job hiding any surprise boners and the diva had noticed that by dressing more like everyone else she drew less attention to herself. Still she missed wearing her skirts they had always helped her feel feminine. Rachel had tried on all her skirts while wearing her now preferred underwear. She'd been surprised that for most of them there had been no visible bludge unless she had a hard on. Still after the events of the previous week the diva was no longer as confident as she once had been about her perilously short skirts.

The effect of which was making the diva less sure about what to wear on her date. Rachel loved Quinn's cute fifties-esk sun dresses and little cardigans. Rachel had been toying with dressing like the T-Birds in Grease. The thought had turned into a fantasy in which Rachel played Danny Zuco and Quinn played Sandy. Rachel re-worked the scene at the drive-in so that instead of Sandy storming off and leaving Danny by himself, Rachel undid the buttons on Quinn's dress so that her breasts were on full display and played with her nipples pinching and sucking the perfect pink buds. Then Quinn gave Rachel blow jobs were Rachel would blow her load into Quinn's mouth and watch her cum dribble down the blonde's chin. The fantasy always ended with Rachel pounding away on Quinn in the backseat until the blonde squirted. It wasn't an especially romantic fantasy but Rachel got incredibly hard every time she thought about it, which was often.

On the flip side Rachel was a little uneasy about taking on a masculine persona. She didn't want to be the 'guy' in the relationship. Rachel loved being girly, she loved dresses and makeup and all the stereotypical things a teenage girl should like. Part of the problem was that Rachel was unsure of exactly how Quinn identified. Was she gay, bi, pansexual or just into Rachel because she happened to have a dick? Not that Rachel cared about labels per se, she knew Quinn liked her and that was enough for the diva, she just wanted to make Quinn happy.

Actually Rachel was working pretty hard at making the blonde happy the two girls had figured out that they shared a free period and were currently hidden away from sight in the back of the library. Quinn had reassured Rachel that no one would happen upon them there. She knew because Brittany and Santana used to use the same spot all the time. So Rachel had Quinn pinned up against a book shelf and was kissing the blonde slowly and deeply. Rachel had snaked one of her hands up Quinn's Cheerio's top and pushed her bra out of the way and was gently pinching and pulling on Quinn's hardened nipples alternating between the two. The sensation was causing the blonde to moan into the kiss. Rachel was taking note of how much Quinn seemed to enjoy nipple play. Rachel's other hand held Quinn's face gently while the two kissed.

Meanwhile Quinn had moved her hand into Rachel's pants and was squeezing Rachel's rock hard member. Without breaking their kiss Quinn used her free hand to undo the button and zipper of Rachel's jeans. Quinn pulled Rachel's member free, Quinn smiled into their kiss as she felt Rachel's whole body jump with excitement. Quinn took a grip and started to pump up and down on Rachel. As much as Quinn was enjoying what they were doing to each other she was also mindful that soon the bell would ring and they would have to go to class. She also knew that while she could just adjust her bra and go back to class like nothing had happened she would defiantly need to take care of Rachel before the brunette could leave. Sex was still off the table and Quinn was enjoying kissing too much to use her mouth on Rachel's member. Quinn was pretty confident she could get Rachel off with just her hand but she knew it wouldn't satisfy the brunette quite as well as the other two options. Then an idea struck the blonde, she changed her grip on Rachel slightly. Quinn flattened her hand against the member and slid her fingers down Rachel's full length to where Rachel's split into a slit. Quinn tentatively slid her fingers between Rachel's folds which were slick with arousal. The feeling made Quinn feel something fiery swell in her stomach. Rachel gasped into Quinn's kiss which only motivated Quinn to kiss Rachel harder. Quinn ran two fingers gently through the folds, gathering arousal on them. When they were coated the blonde slipped them deeper into the folds searching for Rachel's entrance. Quinn found it and broke her kiss with Rachel

"Can I?"

"Please" Quinn resumed kissing Rachel as deeply as she could. Quinn took her free hand and pumped Rachel's cock while she steadied her other hand. Slowly she pushed her two digits inside Rachel's incredibly tight pussy. This time it was Rachel who broke the kiss to let out a deep moan. The diva had her eyes clamed shut and pushed her face into the crook of Quinn's neck. She was so overpowered by what the blonde was doing to her. Quinn pushed her fingers in as far as she could then pulled them towards her pressing them into Rachel's internal walls which clenched around them. Quinn slowly began to slide her fingers out, while she maintained a steady pump with her other hand. Rachel couldn't believe the pleasure she was experiencing her cock was oozing with pre-cum and her pussy was dripping with wetness. Quinn's competing rhythms where unrelenting and Rachel could feel a powerful orgasm building. Somehow the brunette regained enough control to kiss Quinn again. Quinn kissed back deeply their tongues were gliding over each other and then Rachel let out a

"Errougghh" Rachel shot out rope after rope of hot cum which hit Quinn's thighs and the unfortunate books on the lower shelf.

Author's Note: Sorry about the wait my life went and got all life-y on me. It shouldn't be too long until the last few chapters are up though so stay tuned. The godamned date which I feel like I have been promising forever will be in the next chapter. I changed my mind about it a couple of times but now I think I've found a way to make it work. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and please continue to let me know what you think.