I am literally cringing after realizing so many people have written party scenes.. I was going to just delete it but a lot of what happens at the party is setting up for the rest of the story, unfortunately.
But they will be going to parties probably often if I'm being honest here.
The rest of the week flew by, and it was finally Friday night. Marina and Wendy got ready for Token's party together. Marina decided on wearing a cute, short, flowy red spaghetti strap dress.
"Are you going to wear special underwear underneath that?" Wendy asked as she watched Marina fixing her boobs in it.
"Should I?"
"Well what if you get drunk and fall or something. Won't everyone see your full butt?"
"Isn't that the fun of it though? How many girls have I seen there, wearing dresses and no underwear at all. At least I will have a thong on ya know. My vag won't be out, but who doesn't love seeing a little ass every now and then."
"God Marina. I love this version of you. I want this I don't give a shit mood you're rocking." She said as she pulled on a pair of skinny jeans. Wendy put on a black v-neck t-shirt that had a choker built into the top of it.
The girls showed up at the party and weaved through all of the people looking for the guys.
"Marina!" A guy who she forgot the name of caught her attention.
"Heyyy." She smiled at him as she passed by.
"Save a dance for me!" He yelled after her.
She put a thumbs up in the air as she continued on her hunt, trying not to lose Wendy in the process. Wendy did have a hold of one of her hands. They found 3 out of the 4.
"Hey guys!" Wendy yelled over the blasting music.
"Hey!" Stan kissed her.
"Kenny find a girl?" Marina asked.
"Of course."
"I think he's on his second one of the night already." Cartman yelled.
"No hes not!" Kyle shook his head.
"Wanna get a drink in the kitchen, sexy?" Cartman asked her.
"Sure."
She followed behind him until they entered the large kitchen. She never failed to be amazed at Tokens house.
"I can make you something." He told her.
"Cartman you're one of my best friends but I'm sorry I still don't trust you to make me a drink."
"If I drugged you, the guys would murder me."
She raised her eyebrows.
"Scouts honor." He held his hand up.
"Fine. Make it really strong though. I want to black out later."
Cartman stopped looking at the alcohol to look back up at her, "You want a Cartman special?"
"What is that?"
"You'll see. It's drug free. Promise."
Marina was beginning to worry when he kept pouring from a whole bunch of bottles into the red solo cup.
"Try it." He held it up, it was completely full.
She looked at it and then back to him. He had a proud look on his face. She took a slow drink and choked a little. "Holy shit!"
"I know." He laughed.
She took a couple more sips. "My body already feels like it is getting warm."
"It's like an alcoholic hug."
She giggled.
"CARTMAN!" A girl's voice yelled from behind her. She turned around to find Heidi.
Heidi was obviously very drunk already, "Cartman. I wan you t' take me in the bathroom an' bang me right nooww."
Marina's eyebrows went up and she looked back at him, his eyes were as wide as they could get. Heidi hadn't wanted anything to do with him since they tried to date again in 9th grade and broke up again.
"Gotta go!" He told her before he ran over to Heidi grabbing her hand and pulling her away.
"K byee." Marina said out-loud, to nobody.
"Hey Marina." Clyde walked up beside her.
"Hey Clyde."
"You look pretty tonight."
"Thank you Clyde. Lookin' pretty good yourself."
He was pouring straight whisky into a cup.
"Aren't you going to mix anything in that?"
"No." He swallowed.
"What's wrong?"
"Bebe is upstairs with Kenny. We were trying to make it work again. And then she gets here and sees Kenny in his tight shirt and all of a sudden she wants nothing to do with me."
Marina was shocked to realize she felt a pang of jealousy, she honestly didn't know if she was jealous of her or him. She just knew she felt jealous.
"I'm sorry. Do you wanna dance?"
"Not in a dancing mood."
"I'm not either but sometimes just moving your body in a group of people dancing and getting drunk at the same time makes you feel better."
"No offense, but I don't want Bebe to think I want to get with you and then drop me for good."
"We don't have to bump and grind." Marina laughed, "We don't even have to touch, we can just dance in the same area!"
He looked at his cup and then nodded, "Fine, screw it, let's go."
She continued drinking as she danced, feeling the alcohol consume her more and more. He definitely made that drink strong. Token always got someone to DJ in his basement and hung string lights up to keep it dark in there. It reminded her of what a club would feel like. It was also never just their grade at the parties he threw which made the party so much bigger. Random teens she didn't even know were there. Some of them even looked like lower classmen. Usually, she was able to name almost everyone, but this time there were a lot more people than were typically there. His parties got super out of hand sometimes but his parents never seemed to really complain.
Kenny PoV
Kenny made his way back downstairs. He regretted every time he did anything with Bebe. This time was worse than usual. "Hey Kyle." He said once he made it into the kitchen.
"Have you seen Marina?" Kyle asked instantly.
"No, is she here?"
"Yes! And she's wearing a dress and she is already drunk."
"No way! A dress?!" Kenny answered sarcastically, trying to think of why her having a dress on would even matter.
"I've overheard 3 different guys already talking about dancing with her and that she is so drunk they're going to try to take her home."
"She's dancing with guys?" Kenny's sarcasm continued.
Kyle glared, "Stop doing that! This is serious! She's dancing on the fucking high top chair Kenny! Exposing her ass to all of the guys under her."
Kenny laughed, "You're joking. Where?"
Kyle turned to his right and held his hands up presenting Marina on the other side of the kitchen, some girls were on the table, Marina had one hand on the back of the chair and the other holding her cup. There were guys surrounding the whole table, some of them looked to be in Karen and Ike's grade. 3 of them were standing specifically behind Marina while she was bent over slightly. "The fuck!" Kenny slammed the bottle down and walked over to her.
As soon as she saw him she smiled brightly, "KENNY!" She yelled excitedly.
"Get down Marina." He said loudly as he approached her.
She put her hands on his shoulders and hopped down, but instead of letting her feet touch the floor, she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist. Her arms around his shoulders, he took a step back to keep his balance from the impact. He hugged her back, putting his hands on her butt to keep her dress down.
"Grabbin' my ass Ken?" She asked as she let her legs go, she swayed once she got on her feet.
He steadied her, "I wish." He smiled, trying not to let her realize he was worried about the perverted guys looking up at her bare ass.
"I waas waitin' on you to finishh whateva with Bebe again. I'm havin' so much funn!" She was slurring so badly he could hardly make out her words over the music.
"How much have you had?" He furrowed his brows.
The song changed and Marina squealed, starting to dance to it in the kitchen, she quickly bent her knees and placed her hands on her legs, starting to twerk. Kenny grabbed her arm, standing her up straight, "Let's not do that right now." He told her as he glared at the younger guys across the room behind her, looking at her ass.
"Kennyyy lemme be freeee!" She whined.
"Sweetie I will but I'm trying to figure out how drunk you are."
"I haaaad... 1 Cartman special annnnd then I had couple vodkas since."
"A what?"
"Cartman special! He made it for me before uhhh.. Heidi took him to screw in the bathroom. He's lucky. I wan-ned to screw someone too but I don think thas gonna happen. Kyle keeps ruinin my fun."
"Kyle is trying to protect you." Kyle cut in. She stuck her tongue out at him.
"Did Cartman drug you?" Kenny asked, his hands on her shoulders trying to look into her eyes and see if her pupils looked weird.
"Noo. No no. He scouts honored." She was looking at Kenny's chest.
He stood up straight and dropped his hands after realizing she was probably not drugged.
"That shirh luhgs good on you. Reminess me of the one you wore when we had the segs."
Kenny's eyes went wide and he glanced at Kyle to see if he heard her. Kyle's brows were up and he half smirked.
"Stop." Kenny said to him and then turned to her.
"Stop? Aren' you gonna thank me?" She asked confused, stumbling to the side, Kyle stepped over and put his hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"You guys had sex?" Kyle asked.
"Oh yes. Kenny took my v-card." Marina nodded.
"Damn. When was this?"
"Marina stop." Kenny told her.
"OhMyGosh. I juss forgot! It was our secret."
"I'm not mad. I'm just curious because you guys never even made it seem like that."
"We didn' get naket. We jus wan-ned.. to lose our virgin-" She made a face, trying to move her mouth to say the whole word, "-titties."
Any other time Kenny would have laughed at that, but one of his biggest secrets was being drunkenly revealed to one of their best friends.
"Marina took your virginity?" Kyle asked Kenny.
Kenny sighed, looking up to the ceiling and then nodded. "Yea."
He really didn't want to deal with this right then.
"This is awesome." Kyle laughed, looking at his phone and then texting someone.
"Are you telling people already?"
"Nah, my date just got here. She's you're responsibility now. Do not let her get raped Kenneth or I will kill you."
Kenny sighed at the thought of someone now knowing their little secret. He liked that it was something only they knew, it felt more special. "I'm going to get more to drink. Stay right here." He told her.
"Yessirrr." She giggled, drinking out of a cup.
He gently grabbed it from her hand, "I think that's going to be enough for tonight."
She pouted, her bottom lip poking out, and he suddenly felt his heart pick up for some reason. He quickly turned away and threw something to mix in it. He added a little more alcohol and then just drank from her cup. He turned around as he was about to take her to another area and he realized she was gone. "Damn it!" He groaned. He was scanning each room close by, trying to spot her blonde hair.
He finally found her in the basement dancing on some guy. As soon as the guy saw Kenny and his glare, he moved away quickly. Kenny chugged the drink. He contemplated if he should take her somewhere else and find their friends or if he should just dance with her. She was moving to the beat with her eyes closed, not even caring that she was dancing alone now. He wanted nothing more than to feel her under his fingertips and press his body against hers. He was desperately trying to be good. He was trying so hard not to ruin anything by being stupid and then Kenny saw her strap fell down on her arm. He convinced himself that he needed to be a good guy and make sure she wasn't exposing her tit. So, he walked over and fixed it. His finger brushing her smooth skin, she shivered and he couldn't resist after that. His hands slowly slid over her hips from behind her. She swayed backward, pressing herself against him. He didn't even know if she knew it was him, he felt it was probably better if she didn't. His hips moved in rhythm with hers and her head leaned back against his shoulder blade. Her hand snaked up and her fingertips dug into the hair on the back of his head, pulling his head forward. His face moving right next to her neck, she had to be able to feel his warm shaky breath. She finally stopped pulling his head when his mouth was against her neck and he took that as a sign to kiss it.
Kenny swallowed hard, he knew he needed to stop, this was going to make him want much more and he didn't want to take advantage of his drunk best friend. No matter how sexy she was looking. His lips brushed against her skin and he inhaled a deep breath through his nose. He loved the way she smelled, he always had. Kenny forced himself to keep his mouth closed. When he pulled back slightly, she pulled on his head again. He internally cursed at himself because he was way too eager to continue. His hands tightened on her hips as he slid his tongue against her neck and then drug his teeth back down across her skin. He heard her let out a gasp. His whole body broke out in goosebumps and he was desperately trying to distract his mind to keep himself from getting hard right then.
She turned around quickly, drunkenly losing her footing and falling against him, she ignored it though, her arms moving over his shoulders, she began grinding on him again. Her eyes were weirdly closed the entire time. His hands were on her hips again, holding just tight enough to held her move them, until he didn't care anymore and they moved down to her butt. As soon as this happened her arms went back to his hands and she moved them under her dress, covering them back up with with the dress. He bit his lip to fight a groan as he gripped tightly for a second and she danced closer to him. He felt like he couldn't get a full breath. She was driving him crazy. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down, her mouth pressing against his ear, "Les go somewhere." Her warm breath sent shivers down his spine. Images of just taking her to the nearest bathroom kept filling into his mind. He thought about just lifting her up onto the counter and kissing her wildly, her hands roaming his body.
He needed to get out of there. "You're too drunk." His voice came out rough and hoarse, he swallowed hard and cleared his throat.
"I am not. I'm givin consent."
"Do you even know who I am?"
"No. So it doesn' mattah. Les jus go somewhere."
He tried to think of some way to talk her down without killing her confidence.
"McCormick would kill me." He breathed.
"No he wouldn'. If Kenny cared he'd be here right...now. But he's prolly off sleeping with some stranger he met tonight. And.. I'm jealous! I wanna go sleep with a stranger tonight too!" He could almost barely understand her again with her slurring.
He contemplated his reply, since she was this drunk he felt like he could ask her what he really wanted to ask, "Jealous of him or her?"
Marina rested her head to the side against his, her hips swaying slowly, "Him.. Maybe both? He's not goin' to ever touch me segsually again though so it doesn' matterrr. We are bes friens. He can't be mad at you!"
"Do you want him to touch you?" Kenny asked, swallowing hard and hating himself, but he wanted to know so badly.
"Sometimes.. buuut It doesn' matterr." She sang.
She continued swaying her hips as she started to turn her head, Marina's lips brushed against his cheek and traveled along his skin until she planted her lips onto his. He sighed, knowing she didn't even think he was Kenny was making it very hard for him to enjoy it. He also didn't feel right with her being so drunk she didn't even know who he was.
But at the same time, he had been daydreaming of the feel of her lips again for like a week now. His lips moved over hers, she slid her tongue between them.
He let out another sigh and she pulled away, whipping around so fast he had to catch her from falling. She grabbed his hand and started walking out of the room.
His heart was pounding as he walked behind her. She stumbled up the stairs, letting his hand go.
As soon as she got to the top she swayed and fell on her knees. Marina started laughing hysterically. Kenny rushed around her to help her up by grabbing her hands.
She grabbed them and stood up. It must have sobered her up just enough that she saw who he was.
"Kennnnyyy!" She slurred happily, "I've been lookin' all over for you!" She threw her body against him, hugging him tightly. Over her shoulder he could see Cartman approaching them, a huge shit eating grin on his face.
"What the hell Cartman?" Kenny asked him.
At the mention of his name Marina let go of Kenny and turned around.
"CARTMAN!" She cheered, throwing her hands up in the air.
"What the hell did you give her?"
Marina started to sway and fall again, Kenny wrapped his arm around her side.
"Just a Cartman special." He shrugged.
"What is in the special dumb ass?"
"A mix of everything."
"And then she drank more after. Cool."
"I've never seen her so drunk before."
"She didn't even know who I was for a little bit. I would punch you right now if this wasn't as bad as it is, all because she continued to drink whatever she drank on top of it."
"I'm so happy you got laid Eric!" Marina ignored their conversation, probably not even listening in the first place.
"Aw me too." Cartman beamed.
"Who the hell did you sleep with?" Kenny asked, instantly worrying it was Marina.
"Heidi!" Marina yelled.
Kenny laughed, "Your ex?"
"Yeah she dragged me off when I was hanging out with Marina."
'Good.' Kenny thought.
"Do you know where Stan went?" Kenny asked.
Cartman just pointed in a direction, Kenny and Marina looked over.
Stan had Wendy up against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist as they were intensely kissing.
"YESSS!" Marina yelled, she started going toward them, "THAS MY BETCH! GET IN THERE WENDY!"
Kenny tried to grab her arm to stop her from going over there but his grip slipped as she unsteadily moved very quickly.
Kenny tried to take some quick steps to catch her but her smaller frame was weaving in and out of people very easily, though she was bumping into some.
He groaned, apologizing to them for her as he passed them. A dude younger than them stepped in front of her, she ran right into him. The guy grabbed her shoulders, steadying her.
"Hey Marina." Kenny watched his lips say with a huge smile, "You look hot tonight!"
In a split second her hands were on the sides of his head and she pulled his face to hers, planting her lips onto his. Kenny rolled his eyes, as he stepped up to them. "Excuse me?" He pushed their shoulders apart, he hated that he felt like he was acting like a dad and not encouraging her to just have fun. Usually he was way more drunk at his point, and he would have been, had he not been tasked with babysitting her drunk ass.
Marina looked over to see who interrupted her. "Kenny! Do I ev-verrr step in on your sesssionss?" She snapped at him.
"Yeah bro get lost. There are other girls here." The dude told him.
"This one is my best friend and she is drunk. I'm not going to let you take advantage of her." Kenny shoved his body between them, which was harder than he thought it would be.
"First Kyle, now you? Why can't I have fun!?" Marina stomped her foot on the ground like a child.
Kenny looked from her back to the guy, "Get lost. She's going home. Alone."
"I am not!" She yelled at him.
The guy backed off and Kenny turned around to Marina. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest and she had a childish angry look on her face, "You have had enough fun tonight Mar. Let's go home."
"Why can't I be a slut? You get to be a slut but not me. Why? It's jus not fair."
Kenny put his hands on either side of her face, rubbing his thumbs over her cheek bones trying to calm her, "Because you are better than that honey."
"No I am not. I jus only had boyfriens. I am single, I can play!" She whined.
"Marina, I'm not going to argue with you. I'm not letting you do this when you are this drunk! This is how girls end up pregnant before they are ready! With douchebags who are no help!" He let go of her face.
"I will make em wrap it up!"
"You're too drunk to know if they actually do or not."
"Youuu." She put her pointer finger on his chest, "You are different! Actin different than my perverted bes fren! Where he go?"
"I'm just not letting MY best friend get taken advantage of. I'm trying to be your best friend right now."
"Kay then. You have fun with me." Her finger moved from his chest up to underneath his chin. She slid it from the top of his throat forward, to the tip of his chin.
"Marina," His voice came out as a rasp, he swallowed hard, her eyes on his neck, "stop." He felt his face heat up.
Her eyes moved up to meet his and she pouted again, her lower lip moving out making him weak again. He was fighting himself so hard.
"Hey guys!" The sound of Stan's voice made Kenny let out a relieved sigh.
Marina lowered her hand and turned to them.
"Wendyy." She hugged her, Wendy hugged back trying to keep them upright.
"How drunk is she?" Stan asked.
"She has had way too much. I'm trying to take her home before she does something stupid but she just keeps telling me everyone is ruining her fun."
"I saw you guys makin' out! So hot!" She laughed drunkenly.
Wendy laughed in return, Stan just glared at Kenny. "Why did you let her get this drunk?"
"I found her this drunk. Cartman apparently gave her a "special" of a shit ton of mixed liquors. And we have no real idea what she drank after."
"I have her keys. Drive her home and please make sure she ends up in bed and not somewhere else. And do not take advantage of her Kenneth McCormick!" Wendy handed Kenny the keys.
"Kenny is going to take you home okay Mar?" Stan leaned down slightly to look her in the eyes.
"Kenny?"
"Yes." Stan nodded.
"Did we find him?"
"I'm right here." Kenny sighed in annoyance.
She turned to face him, "Oh yeah!" She laughed.
He helped her to the front door. She shoved off of him slightly, "I got it!" Kenny shrugged, letting go of her. She walked forward some and then she stumbled forward a little and completely lost her balance, falling in the grass. Marina's dress came completely up, exposing her back, thong and ass to the world. She was laughing hysterically as she turned to her side and then to her back, "I don' got it!" She tried to get up and couldn't, "I'm like a turtle!"
Kenny chuckled as he stepped to her side and helped her up, making sure her dress was back down. "Why didn't you wear shorts under this? I've seen your bare ass way too many times tonight." He said as he helped her walk through the yard.
"I have a good ass. Why hide it!?" She giggled.
Kenny couldn't help but laugh. She was right though.
"Do we have to leave? I don't wanna go home yet! The night is young! We are young!" She whined, stumbling even with his help.
"You just keep getting worse somehow." He sighed, "And yes we have to go home because you drank way too much Marina."
She groaned.
They got to her car and he opened her door, helping her inside. She managed to fall into the passenger seat, "Ouch!" She gasped as her back hit the center console. She was lying across the seat and her legs open in front of him, luckily her dress stayed down this time. Kenny sighed, shaking his head as he gently grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him. Using his right hand to lift her legs into the car. He grabbed the seat belt and reached over her, buckling her in.
"Kenny. I danced with someone tonight. And they smelled like your soap."
"A lot of guys use Axe soap." He told her as he moved to get out of the car.
"I jus remembered that I lost him when I was takin him upstairs." She mumbled.
Kenny shut her door and ran around to the drivers side.
He got inside buckling up and turning the car on.
"Do you think I hurt his feelings?"
"Probably not." Kenny smirked, pulling out of the spot.
"Wanna know a secret?" She giggled, looking over at him.
"What?" He asked.
"I already knew he smelled like you."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yes. And I kept my eyes closed and pretended it was you."
"Why?" He asked slowly.
"Um.. 'Cause I thought it would be fun bein' risky with you. I wanted to pretend I knew what all those girls drool over you for."
Kenny laughed, not knowing how to reply to that. He swallowed loudly. He could feel her staring over at him. Marina unbuckled her seat belt.
"What are you doing? Buckle up again Marina." He told her quickly.
She ignored him, moving her legs, she was shifting to sit on her knees.
"Marina, you need to sit correctly. We could get into an accident and-"
"-Kenny." She interrupted, "Shut the hell up."
She sat up on her knees, moving over the console.
Her hands were on him quickly, her left on the back of his neck and her right hand on his jaw, keeping his head facing straight ahead of him. He was thankful she wasn't trying to pull him to face her.
"Marina please. I'm trying to drive I-" His breath hitched in his throat when she pressed her mouth against his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine, the car jerked slightly.
"Pretend we aren't friends tonight." She whispered into his ear.
He gasped softly. 'Why am I so fucking weak!' He thought to himself.
His brain fogging from his dirty thoughts, the road blurring.
He tried his best to focus on the road as her teeth lightly clasped on his ear lobe.
"Oh my god." He squeaked.
"Pull over." Her voice was breathy and deeper than usual.
He wanted to pull over so badly. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.
Her right hand moved to his leg, while her left hand held onto the side of his head so he couldn't move his head away from her mouth. Kenny pushed on the gas trying to get her home faster.
He had to remind himself that she was drunk and sober Marina would definitely not be doing this.
"I want you to screw me like it's the last time." She breathed into his ear.
His willpower was dwindling as he let out a trembling breath.
"In the car. Against the car. On top of the car." She continued, his face burning hot.
"Marina-" He tried to tell her to stop but she just kept going.
"-do me like one of your one night stands." She whispered.
"You don't want that." He whispered back. His knuckles white. He couldn't even believe how strong he was being. Any other girl and he probably would have stopped in the middle of the road.
"I do want it. And I want it tonight. Right now." Her hand moved up his leg and the car jerked again.
He let one hand go to stop her from going further, "Please Marina I am trying so hard." He begged.
"Stop trying and let go."
Luckily he was only one turn away. As soon as he got to her house he quickly got out of the car, he was breathing so heavy he felt like he had just gone running. His entire body was shaking. The motion caused her to fall forward, stopping herself with her hands. The motion must have made her sick because she started throwing up all of the driver's seat. Kenny quickly helped her out of the car and she ran to the grass, dropping to her knees and continuing to throw up. He rushed over to her, bending down and then gathered up her hair out of her face with both of his hands.
She finally stood up and stared at him, wiping her throw up with her arm. "Thanks." She half smiled.
"Let's get you inside and clean you up."
"Good idea." She nodded.
"Remember to stay quiet because your parents are asleep." He told her as he opened her front door for her.
He helped her up the stairs and to her room, which was a task, trying to keep her upright and not stumbling into the walls. Once they got to the top he turned the corner taking her to her room, he shut her door behind him and locked it. Kenny hated locking it, but he was unsure what she was going to be like and he didn't want her mom walking in if she happened to be trying to do stuff again. She was resilient in the car and he didn't want to look bad if someone walked in. Kenny turned the bathroom light on for her and helped her sit down on the closed toilet.
He reached into her shower, turning the water on. Then he knelt down, pulling her shoes off of her feet. He could feel her eyes on him, looking up at her, she smiled softly. He stood up and helped her up. "Can you get yourself undressed?" He asked.
"No." She breathed.
"No you can't or no you don't want to? Because you will need a shower, you're covered in throw up."
She didn't respond for a few seconds, "No I don't think I can. Do it for me."
Kenny stared into her eyes, trying to figure out if she was trying to get him to touch her or if she really just didn't think she could. He decided it didn't really matter because she needed to get into the shower. He slid his hand under the sides of her dress, his finger tips hooking onto the sides of her thong. She let out a shaky breath, he was trying to touch her as little as possible but that noise made him want to just say fuck it and just forget his morals. He had never had such an internal battle, and didn't just do what he wanted, he was so exhausted. Kenny also never wanted to sleep with a girl who was more drunk than him, but Marina was doing something to his brain that was driving him crazy. He slid her underwear down to the floor. He watched the goosebumps raise on her skin.
He could easily just lean up and hook his head under her dress. He imagined himself just doing it. But instead he stood up and turned her around, he pulled the dress over her head. Her entire back side was exposed to him. Kenny stepped back, if he was going to deprive himself of everything else he wanted to do, he was at least going to get a good look at her ass. His eyes started from her shoulders and traveled down to her butt, sure she was a really skinny girl, but she definitely had curves. He had never seen skin that looked so perfectly smooth and even. She had definite tan lines from the summer, and it just made it much easier to picture her in a bikini. She turned her head to look back at him.
"Sorry." He stepped forward and helped her into the shower.
"Don't go. I'm scared I'll fall." She told him.
"I'll sit on the toilet out here." Kenny sat down and closed his eyes. He let out a long sigh, he couldn't believe himself tonight. He was thankful he wasn't drunk because if he was, this situation could have ended up being something they regretted.
She shut the shower off eventually and he grabbed a towel, looking at the wall as he wrapped her into it. "You can look at me you know?" She giggled.
"Nope." He breathed.
"We had sex before."
"Did you forget we kept our clothes mostly on? Tonight is the first time I've even seen your ass Mar. I'm not looking at you naked after the effort it took to not see you naked when we lost our virginity." He groaned.
Once he got her towel completely around her he helped her out. He helped her to sit on the bed and went to find her a t-shirt and shorts. Once he finally found them he came back to her. He lifted her feet one by one and slipped them on, shoving them up her legs until he stood her up. And then he pulled the shirt over her head and helped her get her arms through before taking the towel.
She laid down and he tucked her in, sitting on the edge beside her. "Thank you Kenny. You're a really great guy. I don't care what anyone says."
He smiled at her, brushing a piece of her hair out of her face.
"I love you best friend." She softly smiled.
"Love you too Mar."
"You really are my best friend, I hope you know that."
"You really are mine too." He told her as he leaned forward and kissed her forehead, "Get some sleep Marina. Tomorrow is going to suck for you."
