With her Daisy Duke jean shorts pulled wide open, Amanda slipped both her middle and ring fingers beneath the elastic band at the top of her panties. She looked up at her roommate, Becca, who held the digital camera. “Like this?” Amanda asked.
“Mm, that’s good,” Becca said, clicking another picture. “But maybe you can move your hand a bit to the side so we can see your belly button, too.” Amanda made the adjustment. “Yeah, that’s good. I love your belly button.”
“Why?”
“Because you have an outie, not an innie.”
“You don’t think it’s gross?”
“I think it’s sexy,” Becca said, moving to Amanda’s right and left side for a couple extra shots.
Lounging on her bed, leaning against her Fall Out Boy poster, Amanda waited. She felt sexier than she thought she would when Becca first asked if she would pose for her. It had taken a bit of convincing before Amanda was willing to do it. A bit of convincing and a bit of wine. Becca said she needed the shots for her photography class. She promised Amanda the pictures would be tasteful; sexy without being hardcore. She also promised Amanda no one would ever know it was her in the pictures.
“Okay, that’s really good. Now, reach all the way inside your panties,” Becca said. Amanda gave her a confused look. “You know, like you’re playing with yourself.”
“But that’s…” Amanda started before stopping. But that’s not how I do it, she started to say before catching herself. Instead, she said, “But isn’t that crossing over the line?”
“Why? It’s not like you’re showing anything. It’s all just suggestion,” Becca countered.
Amanda thought about it for a second longer before shrugging away her concern. Becca was right, she wasn’t going to be showing anything more than she was already, her flat stomach, her panties, and one hand, so why not? She slipped the rest of her fingers beneath the elastic of her panties, sliding her fingertips past the landing strip patch of pubic hair she kept between waxing or shaving. Inside her head was a tiny buzz from the wine they were drinking. That felt good, too, not as good as pretending to touch herself for Becca’s camera, but good all the same.
Becca moved closer for her pictures. Amanda could smell the sweetness of Becca’s shampoo. She wondered briefly why she had never noticed how sweet Becca’s hair smelled, then let go of the thought. It wasn’t really important.
“Can you, um, make it look more like you’re having fun with yourself?”
“Yeah, I guess,” Amanda said. “Can I have another sip of wine first?”
“Sure,” Becca said, handing her roommate her cup and waiting until she was done with it. When Becca put the plastic cup back on the desk, it was empty. She smiled. “Good?”
“Mm, yes,” Amanda said, putting her hand back inside her panties. “So how do you want me?”
“Like you’re really into yourself, y’know?”
Beneath the cover of her thin panties, Amanda used her index and ring fingers to part her bare pussy lips. She let her middle finger slip inside against her clitoris. Her pussy felt warm and slightly wet. Touching her clit felt even better.
“Yes, that’s it,” Becca said, her voice a soft sigh. “Really go for it, y’know? Wiggle your finger around a bit like you’re really into it.”
“If I do that, I really will get into it,” Amanda giggled, half wishing for a bit more wine.
“I won’t tell if you won’t tell.”
Amanda rubbed her clit a bit. It felt good, really good, but it felt funny to have Becca hanging all over her while she did it, too.
“Why did you stop?”
“Because,” she said without offer any more of an explanation.
“Because you’re getting turned on, aren’t you?”
“Hey! You put your hand in your panties, rub yourself, and see what happens, okay?”
“But that’s what I want. I mean, that’s what I want to photograph, just your hand, and your flat stomach, having fun. It’s not like I’m showing anything.”
“Can I have some more wine?”
“You’re getting drunk.”
“So?”
“So nothing,” Becca said, grinning. She handed Amanda a full cup and waited for it the way a nurse a waits for her patient to hand back a cup of water. After she took back the cup, she asked, “You think you can lose the shorts?”
“No way. Next, you’ll want me naked, too.”
“No. I just want to capture the outline of your fingers inside your panties. The shorts are in the way.”
“You take off your shorts and I’ll take off mine,” Amanda said, grinning.
“Why do I have to take off mine?”
“Just because.”
Becca stared at her for a moment and smiled. “Okay, what the fuck, y’know?”
“Exactly, what the fuck,” Amanda agreed, finding it interesting how her tongue felt lazy inside her mouth. She waited until Becca slipped off her shorts first. Beneath her shorts, Becca wore her white thong with the red stripes to it. There was nothing special about them. Amanda had seen her roommate in them before, but still, it felt different.
“Okay, you’re turn,” Becca said, tossing her shorts on the floor near her clothes hamper. “Or do you want me to get naked the rest of the way?”
Amanda giggled. “Ooo, go for it, girlfriend.”
“I will, you know. I don’t care. You’ve seen me naked before.”
“So then go for it.”
“You first.”
“You’re the one who brought it up.”
“Okay, fine,” Becca said, pulling off her t-shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra. All that was left was her thong. She pulled it off, too, tossing both her t-shirt and underwear on top of her shorts. “There, better?”
“Yep,” Amanda said, finally pulling off her shorts.
“Oh no, that’s not good enough. If I’m naked, I think you need to be naked, too.”
“But you said I didn’t have to get nakie,” Amanda whined. The word “have” came out as “haff.”
“Okay, then at least take off your t-shirt. I’m not taking pictures up that high.”
Amanda didn’t see why not, so she pulled off her shirt. Like her friend, she was braless. She looked down at her chest and giggled. “My nipples are hard.”
“Mine too,” Becca said. Amanda looked, seeing that they were.
“I like your nipples,” she said.
“Really? Why?”
“Because they’re longer than mine. You can see them like all the time. Doesn’t matter if you’re wearing a bra or not.”
Becca blushed a bit. “You think we can get back to taking pictures?”
“Sure.”
“Cool. Put your hand back in your panties, okay?”
“Like this?” Amanda asked. This time she wasn’t bashful about shoving her hand inside her panties or pushing her middle finger against her clit.
“Yeah, like that. And wiggle it, too, y’know?”
“Like this?”
“Yeah! Just like that!” Becca said as Amanda started stroking her clit. It wasn’t how she usually touched herself. Usually, she went side to side over her clit, barely touching it. Instead, she rubbed it up and down. It felt good, but not quite the same as when she was doing it for herself.
Becca went back to aiming her camera at Amanda. She moved up, down, and around her roommate, sometimes kneeling one leg on the bed as she shot her pictures. She gave more instructions as she worked, telling Amanda to open her legs farther, then to bend on knee, and then to let both legs dangle off the edge of the bed. Amanda felt silly, as if she was staring in some kind of porno movie. She made more of a show out of stroking herself, rubbing harder and faster, in bigger motions. Apparently, Becca liked what she was doing, because she kept asking her for more. “Yes, just like that. Yeah, rub it. Uh-huh, that’s really good. Yeah, like that,” she said.
All around her, Becca moved. Amanda couldn’t stop herself from noticing her roommate’s naked body. She kept staring at Becca’s breasts, admiring her long nipples. She mused about how Becca’s boyfriends probably liked those nipples, too. She had noticed it before but it felt different this time. Becca waxed or shaved all the way. Her pussy was completely bald. While Becca was kneeling with one leg on the bed, Amanda looked at her pussy, seeing how smooth it looked without any hair. Next time she got waxed, she decided, she was going to do that, too. She was going to get rid of all her hair to see if she liked it.
“Wow, that is just so sexy,” Becca said, still kneeling on the bed. She was leaning over Amanda, shooting down her body. As she moved, her chest moved closer and closer to Amanda’s face. Amanda stared again at her friend’s long, hard nipple. She couldn’t avoid it; it was right in her face. She thought about Becca’s boyfriend sucking on it. Sucking on a long nipple like that would be sort of like sucking on a tiny cock, she decided. She wondered how hard it was. When Amanda’s smaller nipples got hard, they were like little pebbles sitting on top of her spongy breasts. But Becca’s nipples were so much longer, were they hard all the way from the tip to where they met her tit? Was it stiff and hard like a cock? Amanda liked cocks. She liked sucking on them. When Becca leaned closer with her camera, her nipple touched Amanda’s nose. Amanda tilted her head back a bit farther, opened her mouth, and sucked her roommate’s nipple between her lips.
“Whoa, hey! What was that about?” Becca squealed, pulled away and grabbing her wet nipple. Amanda had had enough of a lip lock on her nipple that there was a small popping sound when Becca pulled away.
“Hey, you’re the one who shoved it in my face.”
“You’re drunk.”
“You’re right,” Amanda said, slowly feeling self conscious about what she had just done. “Sorry.”
Becca laughed. “No, it’s okay. It just surprised me, that’s all.”
“I won’t do it again,” Amanda mumbled, trying to get the buzzing to stop inside head.
Becca laughed again. “I said it was okay.”
“They’re just so long and hard looking. Like little, tiny cocks, y’know?” Amanda said, trying to explain herself.
“I said it was okay,” Becca said, turning the camera to Amanda’s face and snapping a picture. “You don’t think they’re like freaky long?”
“No, I think they’re sexy. Are they always that long?”
A faint blush of pink darkened Becca cheeks. “No, just when I get a little turned or cold.”
“So which is it now?”
Becca’s cheeks flushed a deeper red. Amanda smiled. It was fun seeing Becca blush. Becca either blushed easily or it showed more readily because of her reddish hair and fair skin, Amanda was never sure which it was, she just knew she liked to make Becca blush. It was fun for her. “Well, it’s not really cold in here, is it?” Becca said with a smirk on her blushing face. She covered her face with her camera, taking another picture of Amanda’s face. “You’re still looking at my tits, aren’t you?”
“I like them.”
“You want to suck on it again?”
“Lesbo,” Amanda said, still staring at her roommate’s chest.
“Hey, I was just offering, that’s all,” Becca said, straightening up.
“Wait,” Amanda said. “Can I really? I mean, without it being like all gay or anything?”
“As if this isn’t gay enough already? I mean, shit, Mandy, I’ve been taking pictures of you playing with yourself for the last ten minutes. That’s pretty gay, isn’t it?”
“But it’s for your photography class, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, but why am I naked, too?”
Amanda frowned trying to remember why Becca had gotten naked and couldn’t quite remember how it had happened. Something about getting naked first or something. “Oh yeah!” she said at last. “You had to get naked before I would take off my shorts.”
“That’s it, no more wine for you.”
“Can I still suck on your titty?”
“I guess, if you want to.”
“Do you want me to?”
“Why don’t you do it and then I’ll tell you?” Becca asked, leaning back over her friend. This time, Becca arched her back and presented her chest to Amanda. And Amanda didn’t hesitate to do what she had accidentally down just moments before. She sucked one of Becca’s longer than usual nipples between her lips, nursing on it before she started treating it just like she saw it, like a pint sized dick. With another popping sound, she moved from one to the other, again sucking it up and down, in and out of her mouth, her tongue flicking across its tip as she did it.
“Wow, those are really cool,” Amanda said.
“That felt really good, too,” Becca sighed.
“Good like how?”
“Good like I wish Brandon would do it like that.”
“I was just pretending they were little dicks. Maybe Brandon needs to suck some dick?” Amanda said, laughing.
“You ever do that before?”
“Suck dick?” Amanda asked, laughing more. “I love to do that.”
“No, I mean, suck on another chick’s tits.”
“Nooo,” Amanda assured her. “I don’t go that way. What about you? You ever let some chick suck on your tittes before?”
“No, but it felt good.”
“You want me to do it again?”
“That’s a little too lesbo, isn’t it?”
“I won’t tell if you won’t tell,” Amanda said, turning Becca’s own words back on her.
“Okay, maybe just one of them, because that felt really good.” Becca leaned back towards Amanda. Amanda didn’t hesitate to draw her friend’s nipple back between her lips. Like before, she sucked on by sliding it in and out of her mouth while she flicked her tongue across its tip.
Becca pulled away before Amanda was done. “Okay, that’s started to feel too good.”
“So now I’m not the only wet, eh?”
“You really wet?”
Amanda felt a blush blossoming on her cheeks. “A little.”
Becca slid off the bed. Kneeling on the floor between Amanda’s legs, she held the camera back out in front of her. “Touch yourself again.”
“Like this?” Amanda asked, her hand back in place beneath her panties.
“Yeah, like that. But do it on the outside of your panties.”
“You mean like this?” she asked, moving her hand.
“Yeah, like that. Hold on. Yeah, do that again. Good. Keep going.”
Amanda used her left hand to pull up on her panties, stretching them tight against her pussy. With her right hand, she pressed the fabric inside her pussy so she could put her middle finger against her clitoris again.
“Oh wow, that’s hot,” Becca said between clicking sounds of the digital camera’s tiny speaker. “Now push your panties to one side and keep doing that.”
The wine buzz in Amanda’s head had faded away, replaced with a more lustful sensation. She was turned on and just barely drunk enough not to care. Rubbing her pussy for the last fifteen minutes had gotten her motor going to a point to where she didn’t want to stop what she was doing. Without thinking about it, she did as Becca said. Picking up the crotch of her panties, she moved them to one side of her swollen pussy lips. When her middle finger dipped back between the folds of her labia, she began wiggling her finger side to side in the way that she used when she really wanted to get off. She rubbed herself for a few seconds longer before she realized what she was doing.
“Hey,” she said, stopping and pulling her panties back into place. She looked down her mostly naked body at her roommate crouched between her legs. “I didn’t think you wanted to show that much.”
“For my project, I don’t. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to see it.”
“Wow, now that’s getting a bit too gay.”
“Why? It’s not as if I’m sucking your titties or anything. I’m just watching.”
Amanda ignored the titty sucking comment. “And photographing me doing it.”
“Yeah, isn’t that something you want? Haven’t you ever wanted some pictures of you showing off? Y’know, to give to your boyfriend or whatever.”
Amanda hesitated for a second. Becca did have a point. Daniel had asked her for some x-rated pictures of herself before they broke up, she supposed whoever would be next would like it, too. “What about Brandon?” she asked. “Doesn’t he want some pictures of you like this, too?”
“I’ll let you take some of me, too.”
“Really?”
“Sure, I mean, it’s not like you’re going to tell anyone that you took them, right?”
“Won’t he wonder who did take them?”
“I’ll tell him I took them in the mirror or something.”
Amanda thought it through for a second longer. Did it really matter? Becca had the pictures she needed for her project, so that was good. And now, if they took some pictures just for the fun of it, so what? It wasn’t as if she had to show them to anyone. And who knew if the two of them would ever get to this point again? After convincing herself to go for it, she decided that if she was really going to do it, she wanted to do it right. “Okay,” she said at last. “But if these pictures are for me and not your project, then I want to do it the way I want to it.”
“Sure, okay,” Becca said with a shrug. “You go for it and I’ll document it, deal?”
“And then I do you?”
“Yep.”
“Okay,” Amanda said, slipping off her panties. “Usually when I do myself, I lay on my stomach.”
“Show me.”
Amanda rolled around on her bed until she was facing the right way on it. Laying on her stomach, she put her hand between her legs and started masturbating again.
“Wait a second,” Becca said, interrupting her. “I’m sure that feels really good and all, but it doesn’t make for good pictures. Maybe you can like kneel on the floor and bend over the side of the bed, that way we can really see what you’re doing.”
“I don’t know, I’ve never tried it that way,” Amanda said, moving into the position Becca had suggested. Kneeling on the floor and laying over her bed, she felt like she was in a doggie style position. That actually felt good to her. She liked doing it doggie style. “You mean like this?”
“Yeah, that’s really hot. Spread your legs farther apart and like put a finger inside yourself.”
“Like this?”
“Oh yeah, that’s really hot. You look really wet.”
“I am.”
“You’re finger is all wet. Can you put two in?”
“Like this?”
“Yeah, like that,” Becca said as her camera made several more shutter sounds.
“Fuck, I’m so horny,” Amanda moaned, frustrated with continuing to tease herself instead of please herself.
“Then go for it,” she was glad to hear Becca tell her. “Get yourself off. I want to see.”
Trapping her hand between her body and side of her mattress, Amanda rubbed her clit in a rapid side to side motion, barely brushing against her hyper sensitive clitoris as she did so. It was just the sensation her body needed to feel to trigger the mass firing of endorphins as her body experienced its orgasm. She bit back her moan, a skill she had developed from two and half years of sharing a room with a usually sleeping roommate. Her body shivered against the mattress, pleased with the unique position it was in as her orgasm arrived. She came and felt good about it.
“That was so hot,” Becca said, her camera still making electronic shutter noises. “That’s the first time I’ve ever seen another chick have an orgasm.”
“Hot?” Amanda asked, turning to face her roommate as she slid to the floor.
“Really hot. How do you feel?”
“Sober, for whatever that matters.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“A good thing,” Amanda decided quickly. “I might be sober, but I still want to take pictures of you getting off, okay?”
“Good,” Becca said, sounding relieved. “Because I really need to get off.” She passed the camera off to her friend.
“Okay, so how do you do it.”
“How do I do it or how am I going to do it while you photography me?” Becca asked with a sly grin on her face.
“Um, both?”
“I’m just going to go for it,” she said, laying sideways on her bed, feet over the side, and legs parted so her bare pussy faced Amanda and the camera. She was already rolling one of her longer than usual nipples between a finger and thumb.
“But I want to know how you usually do it.”
Becca blushed. “Uh-uh, no way.”
“I’ll suck you’re nipples again if you tell me.”
Becca giggled. “How are you going to do that and take pictures?”
Amanda shrugged. “Over my shoulder?” she offered.
Becca considered her friend for a moment longer before telling her the truth. “Fine. Usually, I use a toy.”
“I wanna see.”
“No way. I already said I wasn’t going to do it that way, it was just going to go for it.”
“I know, but I still want to see it.”
“Why? You’ve seen sex toys before, haven’t you?”
Amanda shook her head. “Actually, never in real life.”
“You are shitting me!” Becca squealed, laughing while Amanda shook her head and assured her friend she never had. “Well then, fuck, let me show you,” she said, pulling open the top drawer of the chest of drawers at the foot of her bed. Without looking, she felt around inside the drawer and pulled out not one, but three toys, one by one. The first was a long, white, plastic vibrator. The second one looked much the same, except it was very small and pink. “This is the one I travel with sometimes,” she explained. “Because it fits in my purse without attracting attention.” Reaching back inside the drawer, she pulled out her last one, that roughly the same length and size as the white, plastic vibrator, but that’s where the similarities ended. To Amanda, the toy looked rubbery (it was latex, as she later figured out). It was shaped to look exactly like a man’s cock, complete with veins and the mushroom shaped head. It looked a bit bigger than most of the real cocks Amanda had seen, but it wasn’t monstrous. “This is my current favorite,” Becca said with a hint of pride in her voice as she displayed it. “Brandon gave me this one.”
“Is that how big Brandon is?”
“No, not even close, but I still like it because it looks like the real thing.”
“You have got to use that one,” Amanda insisted.
“Why?”
“Because Brandon will want to see you using it,” Amanda said, catching herself before she told the truth, because I want to see you using it.
“Mm, you’re probably right,” Becca said, looking lovingly at the toy in her hand. Amanda was quick enough to get a good picture of that look, too, just as she made sure to take several pictures of Becca sucking on the rubbery toy.
If she had been hesitant to use the toy, Becca lost her inhibitions as she sucked on it. Amanda noticed how Becca’s long, stiff nipples looked even harder and stiffer. “Can I suck on those again for you?” she asked. Without waiting for an answer, she put one knee on the edge of the bed, leaned over her friend; she sucked one of those little dick-like nipples back between her lips. Holding her head in place on her nipple with one hand, Becca pulled the camera from Amanda’s hand with her other. Before Amanda had a chance to realize what she was doing, Becca had snapped three pictures of Amanda sucking on her nipple.
“Hey, that’s not right,” Amanda protested, pulling away and grabbing the camera away from her friend.
“Aw crap, we’ll just delete them later. You going to take pictures of me or not?”
“Go for it, baby,” Amanda said, getting off the bed and taking a few pictures of Becca sprawled out for her. No stranger to this side of the camera, Amanda knew standing over her friend would produce odd looking pictures. She squatted down so she had an eye level view of Becca as she started to work the toy over her bald pussy. It took a bit of direction from Amanda, but she finally got Becca to slow down and give her some shots of the toy just beginning to go inside her pussy. Amanda shot the toy as its head began to nestle itself inside the folds of Becca’s labia. She followed that with one of the toy just beginning to enter her, the ridge of the toy’s cock head still visible outside of Becca’s pussy. Finally, she took pictures of the toy sliding inside inch by inch until it was just a nub sticking out of her friend.
“This is teasing the hell out of me,” Becca complained.
“Now you know how I felt,” Amanda said, taking a couple more shots before she settled back to let her friend have fun with herself. “Okay, go for it,” she said. Without giving Becca any further instructions, Amanda just moved about, taking pictures from different angles, unconcerned if they showed Becca’s face or not, after all, these were just pictures for themselves or for them to share with their boyfriends.
What startled Amanda was how sexy it was to watch Becca playing with herself. Seeing Becca fucking herself with that toy; hearing her moans (and even better, hearing the soft, squishy sounds of the toy sliding in and out of Becca) all of it taunted and teased at Amanda’s libido again. It made her wonder how excited Becca must have gotten when she was behind the camera. With one hand still snapping pictures, Amanda clutched her pussy with her free hand.
Becca moaned louder. Her body tensed and then shook rhythmically. Amanda didn’t need to be told what that meant. A sympathetic ripple surged through her body as she watched Becca’s orgasm. Amanda’s sympathy shiver wasn’t quite an orgasm, but it did make her body crave another. Moving the camera to catch the expression on her face, Amanda saw that her friend was staring right at her. She snapped the picture just the same.
“Are you going to get off again?” Becca asked, her voice soft and a little breathless.
“I’m pretty worked up.”
“Me too. Can I keep going? I want to come again.”
“Yeah, go for it,” Amanda said.
“You do it, too. I want to see you doing it.” Amanda sat on the edge of her bed, parting her legs and starting to rub the hard bud of her needy clitoris again.
Becca sat up a bit on her bed, the toy still in her pussy. She fucked herself as she watched Amanda. “You’re so far away,” she groaned. “Can’t you do it over here on my bed? I really want to see you doing it.”
“Yeah, okay,” Amanda said, not really thinking about it. She was too much into what was happening to have a second thought about much of anything. She was hot, horny, and wet. What’s more, they both were doing the same thing, getting themselves off. She stood up, keeping her finger pressed against her pussy as she moved to Amanda’s bed.
“Do you need to lie on your stomach?” Becca asked as she made room by sliding closer to the head of the bed.
“Mm, that would be good,” Amanda said, stretching out on her roommate’s bed. Her feet hung over the end of the bed, but that didn’t matter to her. This was better for her, she was able to trap her hand between her body and mattress in the way she always liked best. When she first discovered how to masturbate, that was her position. It was still her go-to position. Meanwhile, Becca was still sideways on the bed, her feet off the side. Wiggling a bit closer to her friend, Amanda was able to do one more thing, suck on her friend’s nipple while they played.
“Oh fuck, yes,” Becca signed as soon as Amanda’s lips and tongue touched her swollen nip. Amanda felt the same way. A wave of extra pleasure coursed through her system as she nursed on that long, tiny, cock-like nipple. She felt another orgasm closing in on her. From the way Becca was breathing, she didn’t feel alone in that need to orgasm again. She looked down Becca’s long, thin body; enjoying how Becca’s flat belly gave way to the naked curve of her pussy. As before, when she didn’t think past wondering how it would feel to suck Becca’s nipple between her lips, Amanda wondered how Becca’s smooth, bald pubic area felt. What did it feel like to touch that fleshy curve of flesh where a woman’s stomach changes from stomach to pussy? She laid her hand on Becca’s stomach, just below her navel, and slipped her fingers downwards, following the smoothness until it made the curve and change into pussy.
Between Becca’s parted legs, Amanda felt her pussy lips. She felt them moving ever so slightly between her fingers as Becca pushed and pulled the toy in and out of herself. Becca’s bald lips were smooth and slick. Without thinking about it, Amanda traced her fingers over that smoothness, enjoying how similar and yet foreign it felt. Together, the two of them came with very intense and satisfying orgasms.
Becca pulled the toy from pussy. She pulled it up to her lips, sucking it again while Amanda watched her. “Wow, cool,” Amanda said, sliding her hand slowly and discreetly away from her friend’s pussy.
“Want a taste?” Becca asked, holding the toy out to her. Amanda sucked on it like the cock it was. It tasted rubbery, but she could also taste a different taste, the taste of Becca’s pussy.
“Wow, I think we both just came much closer to crossing over that lesbo line than maybe we ever met to,” she said, sitting up and suddenly feeling very, very naked.
Becca shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe. It all felt really good though, didn’t it?”
“Mm, yeah, it did,” Amanda said, still not sure how she felt about it. The fingers on both her hands felt slick and slippery. One felt that way from touching herself. The other hand felt that way from touching Becca. She wondered if it would rude for her to go wash her hands.
Apparently, without any similar concerns, Becca sucked on her once more before sliding past Amanda to put it back inside her drawer. Picking up the other two toys, she smiled. “If you ever want to try one of these out, that’s okay with me, okay?”
“Uh, yeah, okay,” Amanda said, offering her friend what she hoped was an appreciative smile. Moving back to her bed, she picked her clothes up from the floor as she moved and got dressed again. “Well, that was certainly interesting, wasn’t it?” she said, just to make conversation.
“Yeah, it was,” Becca said, holding her camera and reviewing pictures on it. “Wow, some of these pictures you took are really good.”
“Thanks,” Amanda said, standing and stretching. Dressed, she didn’t quite so weird anymore, but it still felt odd to think about what had happened. She excused herself and went into the bathroom they shared. She peed and was glad to have a reason to wash her hands when she was done. Glancing back into the bedroom part of their dorm room suite, she saw Becca was already downloading pictures from her camera to her computer. Amanda left her alone, choosing instead to stare at worthless television programs and trying not to think too much about what the two of them had just done.
