Inclining rather uncomfortably against the door while he allowed his companion to sprawl comfortably across the other three-fourths of the seat, Kenny gazed his blue, blue eyes upon Hunter as he reconciled the fact that he was in fact a she. Caught in the moment, it had not initially occurred to him that just because Hunter had tits, that didn't make her a girl; however, having seen what laid beneath her pants - aside from matching underwear - any doubts he might have had were soundly squashed. From a business point of view, that should have changed nothing, but since the blonde had foolishly allowed himself to get close to Hunter, this changed a great deal of things.

For one thing, Kenny might never have considered entering business with one of those complicated creatures called woman, if only for the reason that in his own experience, virgins tended to be more clingy than their male counterparts when they were "deflowered". And for another, the boy had had his doubts about extending their relationship from client to that of a friend, but now knowing that that so-called 'friend' was in fact female, it was impossible. Guys couldn't be friends with girls, that was just a fact. And yet, now intimately aware of her gender, he had the feeling that it wouldn't have mattered if she had been upfront about her sex or not, because sooner or later, they would have ended up sleeping together one way or another...

Now that it was done and all there was to do was dress and reflect, Hunter stared up at the ceiling, wondering how much was going to change, if anything. Having done it, did that mean that she would no longer care for Kenny, or because he was her first, did that mean that some part of her would always care? Upset to learn that she had wasted the last of her money on an eleventh hour trip to the mall for something that was both uncomfortable and completely unnecessary, she figured that there would only be more bad news to come. Like the fact that because of the circumstances, she would now technically be labeled as 'easy'.

How could anyone ever look at her seriously again? Her father, her brother, or even Kyle? How could she even stand to look herself in the mirror now? And if she somehow did, could Hunter still possibly like the person looking back at her? This had seemed like a good thing to do at the time, but now the girl wasn't so sure...

Stealing a glance at precisely the same moment, their eyes met for the first time since Hunter's cherry had been so throughly popped. Blushing, they both found it too much to look directly at the other, so they quickly averted their gazes. But still, it was somehow a comforting thing to see that the other was looking - nay, most probably thinking - of their opposite. But why should it feel like a good thing when it so obviously was not?

Noticing that fewer people were passing them now, Kenny figured that there was still time to get in there for the game. "We should get going." Acting every inch as gentle as he had been once the novelty of Hunter having boobs had died down (down, but never away), the boy considerately picked up the bandage that was trailing onto the floor. "Do you need help?"

"I appreciate the offer," Honestly, Hunter was grateful any time someone offered to help her with menial tasks, even if they didn't mean it, but she wasn't prepared to bite that bullet again so soon. "but I'll pass. Stan probably wouldn't notice if I walked in there naked, and Kyle already knows-"

"Kyle already knows?" Kenny couldn't explain why, but he suddenly found himself getting jealous. "How?"

While traumatic, it wasn't that big of a deal, since they were just friends and that was all that they were ever going to be. "He walked in on me in the bathroom."

And she saw absolutely no problem with that? It made more sense than ever why people came to the conclusion that Kyle and Hunter were more than just friends, and if he hadn't known that he was in fact the first one to play on the jungle gym, he also would have been right behind everyone else. "We should hurry."

Hearing that Kyle had seen Hunter naked before he had had struck such a sour note with the blonde, it hadn't even crossed his mind to demand monetary compensation for her precious time - time that she could have been using to flash her friends. Oh Jesus Christ, even Cartman had seen her tits before him! The fuck had even confronted Hunter about it, and none of them had stopped to think that maybe he wasn't talking out of his ass for once! What, did Stan see them too?! Learning that he was not the first to gaze upon Squishy, Kenny felt cheapened...

[South Park]

"Hey, before we join the others..." Standing in the winding line leading up to the concession stand, forced to lean against Kenny if she wanted to remain vertical, Hunter couldn't help but to voice some of the things on her mind, at the same time wishing that there were less people around to snoop. "I wanted to ask you..." Hunter didn't want to paint the wrong picture, but somehow she always manged to ruin any pretense of coolness around Kenny, especially in moments like these. "...What happens now?"

That was the kind of thing that really only answered itself in due time, even if you could articulate it properly. She probably knew that, but she still looked to him for answers, showing Kenny that she continued to put her trust in him, that she could set aside pride and reason to ask for advice. What, was she scheming to string along the both of them? Or was Hunter the kind of spider that greedily spun her web for as many juicy flies as she could catch?

Wary of the spider's venom, there was a kind of iciness in his tone as he replied, "There is no one answer."

The kind of answer she had been expecting to hear, Hunter didn't actually think that she would hear him say it. "Oh." But why shouldn't she have expected it? It wasn't his place to comfort her. But what was his place in her life? "Of course..."

She seemed to take that harder than he had thought she would. "What were you expecting to hear?"

Honestly? Anything but that. "I don't know... Maybe that everything goes back to the way that it was... But even if that could happen, I don't know if I'd want that. I mean is it so naive to think that..." From the way that she had moved her head away from him, the embittered blonde could almost see her blushing before his eyes one more. "Never mind, I'm just being stupid. Forget I said anything."

How could he when he was just as invested in the final outcome as she was? "How can I now?"

An excellent question. Part of her was screaming to answer it, while the other half was demanding that she just drop the matter before irrevocable damage was done. "Sometimes people say things for a reason, like how the definition of insanity is repeating a task over again and expecting different results."

"Or how two people should get together?" Hunter really was insane if she thought that he was going to play into her hands. And sorely mistaken if she had the impression that he didn't see through her feeble excuses.

While Kenny thought that he was on to something, Hunter truly was lost and speaking on a different level, not even heeding those lingering rumors. "Yeah? You think that-"

"That you stand a chance? Why don't you flash him again and see?" Kenny considered himself to be a reasonable enough guy, taking pretty much every thing that had been thrown his way without gripe, but this, this was the straw that broke the camel's back. He might have to degrade his own body, but he wasn't about to give license to someone else to wage war on his mind. "Or you could bribe him into it - Christ knows this was a good enough start."

Spinning on the ball of her foot, she swiveled around with some difficulty, but once that had been managed, the girl gripped the front of his shirt in one hand and pointed at him with the other. "How dare you! I might have used this trip as a means to make friends, but I would never buy someone's affections! And secondly, there's no one else that I want!" She was so furious, Hunter was almost spitting. "And even if I did, I thought that you knew me better than to think that I would do that with just anyone! I'm not easy."

Of all the words that had crossed his mind of what Hunter was - both bad and good - 'easy' was not one of them. Fuck, putting it like that, Kenny realized that he had made a grievous error in judgment. Yeah, she did let him in after only knowing her for a short time, but the way he saw it, if she had been so quick to bed just any guy, she wouldn't have still been a virgin. She also wouldn't have donned the drag. Whores were whores, and he would know.

He admitted with no slight twinge of guilt, "I know." If Hunter had liked Kyle even a little, she easily could have fucked him by now, but instead she had chosen to give her first time to him. And from what he could gather, both Cartman and Kyle seeing her had been completely unintended accidents, so he really couldn't hold that against her. She was a good person, and too inexperienced to even try to screw with someone else's heart...

Dammit, that led them right back to square one again! She was too soft to handle the problems he came with, even if she did have skeletons of her own, and like she said herself, it was only a matter of time before she moved again. Impossible as it was, what if they fell in love, and then her family suddenly had to change addresses? What would they do then? Move together? Try to have a long distance relationship? Break up? It was all just too much to add...

And to make matters worse, it came out of her own mouth that she would never associate with a prostitute... Even losing her as a client, she would never want him if she knew what he had done, no matter how much she thought she wanted him now.

Far from completely abated, her anger had simmered considerably when he told her that he knew that she wasn't a tramp. In fact, there was a bubble of happiness forming inside of her that swelled in size with each passing second at those two simple words. Well, at least now Hunter had the answers to two of her questions - whatever came her way next, she knew that if she could look in the mirror, she wouldn't hate herself completely, and she was still very much in like with Kenny. Ok, so maybe neither were full answers, but they were enough for now...

"Thank you, Kenny."

The full extent of that thanks was expressed more in the look on her face than in the words themselves, shining bright in her eyes. This damn girl and her eyes... He swore, were mortality not denied him, he would have guessed that he would die for eyes like those. Maybe not Hunter's exactly, but eyes with the same kind of light.

The heart is a complicated beast, blinding us to reason sometimes. And yes, after having sex with Kenny, Hunter is concerned about what Kyle will think of her. Originally, I had an entirely different outcome typed out, and then another, but the tone for that was all wrong (which sucks because I had actually hit like the third subsequent chapter). And then that led to what feels like a hundred different drafts. But now, with this, I feel like it's in an ok place. Maybe not great, but not terrible.

I do not own South Park, that's all on Matt and Trey, but I do own Hunter and Avery!