Chapter 3 - Chapter 3

And the final chapter. Mostly one giant sex scene, but I don't think I'm going to get complaints about that :).

Content: ff oral fingering toys bondage anal fingering mild violence

She moved to sit beside her, just barely staying on the narrow bed, and helped her to sit upright, nestling her body against her side.

"You have fun too?" she asked.

"Um. Yes?" the girl said, uncertainly. Her brown wrinkled. "Who are you again?"

Carmine licked some of Max's wetness off her cheek and kissed her lightly on the mouth.

"Carmine," she answered.

"But... Are you, like, Max's girlfriend? Why are you kissing me?" She looked confused but yielded to Carmine's tongue and opened her mouth when Carmine kissed her more deeply, and when Carmine broke the kiss she looked into her eyes, panting.

"Not her girlfriend. Like I told her, I'm here for some hot sweaty fun." She reached up, tucked a loose strand of blond hair behind the girl's ear and smiled at the way she unconsciously leaned into the touch. "I think you're interested in that as well, aren't you?"

"I... have a boyfriend," the girl protested. She looked down and then quickly up again when her eyes encountered Carmine's naked body.

Carmine pulled her close again and put her chin on her shoulder.

"This isn't anything... girlfriend-like," she said, her breath tickling the girl's ear. She went on, in a whisper, "Also, you just had your roommate sit on your face and you ate her out until she came. You're still covered in her cum."

The girl turned red and looked away. Carmine was pretty sure she saw her lower lip tremble. Feeling like she was losing the upper hand, Carmine leaned in and kissed the side of her mouth. Some reassurance was called for.

"Hey, don't worry," she said, huskily. "Tomorrow, all this will be like a dream. so why not make it a good dream, with some new experiences?"

The girl turned her head and Carmine caught her gaze again. "Really?"

"Promise," Carmine said, caressing an arm and pulling her warm body against herself. The girl's mouth fell open again, the green eyes looking into Carmine's darkening as, Carmine could tell, the 'dream' idea caught her imagination. There was no further protest when Carmine moved a hand to the back of the girl's head and pulled her in for a deeper kiss.

She claimed the girl's mouth, tongue playing against hers and their lips molded together until the girl pulled back with a gasp. She was panting, her eyes glazed as she regained her breath. As Carmine leaned back a little she followed, desperate to keep the contact. Time to see how much thought she was still capable of.

"You did well with Max," Carmine whispered to her. "Now, what are we going to do?"

"Um. I've never, like, done anything with another girl?"

"Shall I lead, then?"

The girl nodded, wide-eyed and panting.

Carmine smiled. "Stand up."

The girl obeyed immediately, jumping to her feet and standing up straight, shoulders back to show off her magnificent breasts. Her cute little belly button was just about level with Carmine's face like this, and she darted forward to give it a quick lick, making the girl shiver.

Then Carmine rose as well. The girl turned at a touch of fingers to her hip, and gasped as Carmine pressed herself against her back. Carmine embraced her from behind, one hand curling around her stomach while the other raised to her breasts, playing along the underside. The girl giggled, then gasped as Carmine licked a trail up the back of her neck.

Carmine grabbed a breast, roughly, and wrapped her right leg around the girl's, encouraging her to spread her legs more widely. Then she let her other hand trail down, along the line of the girl's hip, until she encountered the heat between her legs. The girl's pussy was pleasingly wet, Carmine noted, as she curled a finger and slid it inside. Another gasp, and the body jerked in her grip until she twisted a nipple and commanded, "Stand still."

The girl obeyed, though she still trembled as Carmine's practiced fingers played along her folds, dipping inside to explore her channel. There were little gasps as Carmine found all her most sensitive spots.

Eventually, there was a soft noise from behind them. It looked like Max was ready for more. Carmine let go of the girl's breasts and raised her hand to her chin then tilted her head back so she could reach her ear. The fingers in the girl's wet pussy never stopped moving.

"Max is looking at us," she commented. "And she was rather mean to you just now. What are you going to do?"

She felt the girl's pulse beat under her hand while she though through Carmine's suggestion.

"I've got some toys?" she said, uncertainly. "And some handcuffs…"

Carmine smiled and kissed her back. It looked like Justine had some experience.

"I'm sure you want to try those out on you roommate," she suggested, nibbling an earlobe.

The girl nodded unsteadily, then groaned as Carmine removed her fingers, with one last flick at her clit, and let her go, taking a step back and glancing at Max. She was lying on her side, head propped up on one arm and looking at Carmine and her roommate.

Justine stood between the beds for a moment, swaying, until Carmine spoke again.

"Come on, show me what you want to do to her."

Justine turned and looked at Max. Max returned the gaze, here eyes flicking curiously to Carmine once or twice. Then Justine walked to her own bed and rummaged in her bedside cabinet. She returned quickly with her hands behind her back and a wide grin on her face. When she held out her hand, a pair of handcuffs dangling from her fingers, Max turned to carmine with an uncertain look on her face.

Carmine could feel her lips curl into a smirk "It's only fair," she said, stepping closer and running a finger over Max's foot. "You had your way with her, and now it's her turn."

Max shivered at the contact and then nodded hesitantly at Justine, who darted forward. There was a clatter as she dropped some more toys at the side of the bed, and then she hopped onto the bed. She straddled Max's stomach, pinning her to the bed.

Max gasped as her roommate bent down, took her head in both hands, and smothered her with a kiss. As the two girls moaned against each other, Justine's hands struggled blindly with Max's wrist. Finally, there was a metallic sound and Justine sat back up, smiling at where Max's left wrist was now chained to the bed frame.

"You just stay there," she said to Max as she stood up again, leaving a wet spot on her roommate's stomach.

Max looked at Carmine, and Carmine could see her lips begin to form a protest. She sat down at the foot of the bed and caressed Max's knee, then trailed fingers up the inside of her thigh.

"Don't worry," she said. "I'm here."

Max swallowed. Then nodded quickly.

The byplay had been lost on Justine, who had been rummaging in the pile of toys beside the bed. Now she popped back up, holding another pair of handcuffs and a pair of silk scarves. Carmine was impressed.

"You're well-supplied," she said.

The girl smiled broadly, bent down over Max and, after giving her a quick kiss, began to attach Max's wrist to the other corner of the bed.

"My last boyfriend was really into, like, getting tied up," she said. "Shame he turned out to be an asshole. It's a shame Ben-" Her expression turned uncertain for a moment, until gave her invitingly-available butt a caress and a squeeze, "Ben doesn't like it."

"Well, what are dreams for?" Carmine encouraged her, standing up and giving the girl room to work as she moved to Max's ankles.

Max was trembling by this point. Her pussy was still wet, and Carmine was fairly certain it wasn't all from earlier, but there was uncertainty and maybe a bit of fear wrestling with the excitement, too. Carmine kneeled down by the head of the bed and stroked the Max's hair, which was spread out over the pillow like a dark, curly halo.

"It's just your roommate," she whispered, her lips ghosting over the trembling girl's cheek. "Don't you want to see what she comes up with?" There was an uncertain nod. "I certainly do, and you want to please me, right?" This time the nod was firmer. "Good. there will be a reward, afterwards."

She smiled and bent down over the dark globes of her breasts, giving a long lick along the underside before nibbling on the peaked nipple. At least the girl's hesitation wasn't stopping her body from responding.

"There, all done," Justine's voice came a minute or two later.

By that point, Max was panting again, her breasts covered in saliva and bite marks. Carmine sat back and admired Justine's handiwork. Max was lying on her back on the bed, arms and legs spread with each limb tied to one of the corners of the simple, dorm-issue bed frame.

She looked back at Justine, who was smiling proudly, and stood back up, gesturing encouragingly at the girl tied to the bed.

"Well, what are you planning? It's your turn to do what you like."

Justine looked down at her roommate and touched her ankle, stroking a finger along the edge of the silk scarf.

"She was a little mean to me," she said, as a teasing finger edge slowly up Max's leg, "Throwing me onto the bed and making me eat her out and all. So I think I'm going to be mean too."

She climbed back onto the bed and straddled one of Max's legs, leaning down until her face was mere inches from the restrained girl's glistening, still-swollen pussy.

"You got me all hot and bothered, sitting on my face like that, and you didn't even make me cum as well," she said softly. Max shivered as the warm breath caressed her pussy.

Carmine smiled. After her initial hesitation, the new girl was really taking to her role. She stepped back and sat down on the other bed, watching the girls at play. After a few moments, she brought a hand to her own slit and began stroking it slowly, not looking for an orgasm but simply wanting a little pleasure to go along with the view.

On the bed, Justine had approached even closer, and now lightly flicked the tip of her tongue along her captive's slit and over her swollen clit. Max gasped and her arms struggled against the handcuffs.

"Oh, still sensitive?" Justine teased. "Maybe I shouldn't touch it for a while?"

She sat back up abruptly and shuffled forward, rubbing her pussy along Max's leg and hissing when she encountered the bump of her knee. Her hands skimmed along Max's torso, tickling her belly button before caressing the undersides of her breasts. Fingertips played over the globes as Max's breathing grew harsher. Finally, she took the stiff nipples between her fingers and pulled on them lightly, smirking down at Max's hiss.

"You've got a really nice body. I think I'm going to play with it a little more while you give me that orgasm you owe me.."

She shuffled further forward and turned around, kneeling over Max's face and pinning her spread arms to the mattress

***

Max watched her roommate's pink pussy descent toward her mouth as dexterous fingers returned to her breasts. She was still a little uncertain about being chained to the bed, but she found herself craning her neck to reach the glistening lips just a little sooner, reaching out with her tongue.

She moaned as she tasted pussy for the second time in her life, savoring Justine's sweet flavor. As Justine lowered herself further and pressed Max's head into the pillow, her tongue went deeper inside, playing along her folds. In the back of her mind, Max couldn't help comparing her roommate to Carmine.

The taste was different but just as sweet, and Justine's swollen lips felt hot against her lips and tongue. She explored every spot she could reach, feeling Justine's thighs tremble against her head. When Justine's fingers tweaked her nipples particularly hard, she groaned into the cunt covering her face.

Breathing became difficult, and se heard the clatter of metal as her hands struggled against the handcuffs, but thankfully Justine noticed and raised her hips, letting Max take a welcome breath saturated with the scent of female excitement.

"You're pretty good at that. Got a lot of experience, have you?"

Justine didn't wait for an answer, pressing herself against Max's face again and smothering any reply.

Max could hear Carmine's voice, muffled by the thighs pressed against her ears, "It's only her second time eating pussy, as far as I'm aware. But she's very attentive, I've found."

Max felt her cheeks heat up at the woman's frank words, but there was no time to dwell on it as she continued to lick and probe at her roommate's pussy.

With a last sharp pinch of Max's nipples, Justine shifted position abruptly, her movements rubbing her pussy all over ax's face. When she stopped moving, she was laying on top of Max's body, and Max could feel her warm breath on her own pussy.

Happy that at leas she could now breathe properly, Max went back to her task, flicking her tongue over Justine's clit as she licked in long strokes along her clit. She heard a faint buzzing sound a moment before something cold and hard was pressed hard against her clit.

She jerked in place, her limbs straining against her bindings as the vibrator buzzed against her clit, making it hard for her to keep up her rhythm against Justine's pussy.

The buzz stopped abruptly as Justine sat back up, smothering Max again. "Hey, its about me right now! So keep going!"

Max, her head full of the heady scent of Justine's pussy, tried to focus as Justine bent down again and reapplied the vibrator. She fought the urge to struggle or to lose her rhythm as her roommate slowly slid the vibrator between her own nether lips, entering her inch by inch, her inner walls passing the vibration to her clit.

Her face quickly became covered in Justine's fluids as she continued licking. She stiffened her tongue and thrust it into Justine's pussy as deep as it would go, feeling her thighs tremble and jerk with every movement. Justine moved the vibrator in and out, making Max's toes tingle with pleasure. She licked more and more frantically as the pleasure rolled through her. She shifter positon to suck on Justine's hard clit, feeling lightheaded from the vibrator's stimulation and from the lack of air.

Her world narrowed to the buzzing in her pussy, on her clit, and the feel, the smell, the taste of Justine's pussy on her face. She lapped and sucked, feeling Justine's thighs tighten around her head until the suddenly stiffened and spasmed when she gave another hard suck on the clit in her mouth. There was a loud moan, muffled by the thighs against her ears, and the vibrator stopped thrusting into her. She clenched her cunt to hold the buzzing toy in place as Justine rode her face through her orgasm.

Her roommate wobbled but stayed upright as her climax passed, and after a few minutes she carefully moved away. Max blinked in the sudden light, to she Justine looking down at her, pink-cheeked and smiling.

She bent down until they were face to face. "That was nice," she said. She hesitated for a moment, but then closed the distance and licked a long trail from the edge of Max's jaw, over her mouth, to the opposite cheek. "Never tasted myself before," she giggled.

Max smiled back, then rattled the handcuffs. "Are you done now?" She wanted to reach for the buzzing vibrator still in her pussy.

Justine tweaked a nipple, and then reached for the cuffs.

"Leave her for a little while," Carmine's voice came suddenly.

***

Carmine enjoyed the look on the girls' faces as they suddenly remembered she was there. She noiselessly moved up behind Justine and gently took the hand that had been about to release Max.

"I like the way she looks like this," she added, over Justine's shoulder, and pressed herself against the taller girl's back. Her arms curled around the girl's torso and she found her breasts, nice and heavy in her hands, nipples like pebbles against her palms.

She hear the girl's breath hitch in her throat as she nuzzled the back of her neck, one hand drifting down her stomach , tickling her belly button before her fingers reached warm, wet heat. Another hitch of breath as her fingers slid between slick folds. On the bed, Max was panting, her eyes dark and fixed on Justine and Carmine while the vibrator buzzed away inside her.

"It looks like she's fine where she is, and I haven't had my turn yet," Carmine whispered in Justine's ear, tweaking a nipple. "So why don't you help me with that for a while?"

Justine turned her head to catch Carmine's eye and swallowed heavily. "Yes," she whispered.

Carmine smiled and let her go. The girl swayed for a moment and turned to face her, taking in Carmine's naked form, her gaze lingering over her peaked nipples and the glistening lips of her pussy. I have done a good job on this one, Carmine thought to herself. Though I think the inclination was there already, I just woke her up to it.

The girl's slim, strong hands went to Carmine's breasts, stroking and caressing them tentatively as Carmine looked on benevolently. Justine took half a step forward and then hesitated and looked over her shoulder.

"One minute," she whispered, then tore her gaze away and quickly darted over to where Max was still tied to her bed. She was trembling on the bed. Carmine could see the muscles in her stomach and thighs tense, but the silvery vibrator inside her was slowly sliding out.

Justine looked down at her, then bent at the waist until her face was inches from the girls stomach. One hand caressed the underside of her breasts and the other smoothly pushed the entirety of the vibrator back inside her, extracting a long moan from the bound girl.

"Let's make sure this stays in," she said. Carmine couldn't see her face but could hear the smirk in her tone as she rummaged among the toys next to the bed. She came back up holding a couple more silk scarves, like the ones that tied her roommate's ankles to the bed. With a couple of quick knots, she tied them around her thighs and hips and a few moments later a bright yellow strip of cloth pressed into her crotch, hiding it from full view but keeping the vibrator in place.

Justine caressed Max's hip once more, then turned and quickly returned to Carmine, smiling wickedly. The girl had some natural talent at this, Carmine considered as she watched her approach with glittering eyes. When Justine reached her, she reached out a hand and tangled it in the girl's blonde hair, then gently pushed her down. The girl understood immediately and fell to her knees at once, tilting her head to keep eye contact. Carmine felt herself smile as the blonde leaned forward and, without preamble, began devouring Carmine's waiting pussy.

They kept looking in each other's eyes as Justine's mouth clamped over Carmine's dripping wet folds, her eager tongue darting out and swiping along her slit as she sucked on her pussy. Carmine smiled down at her and kept a strong grip on her hair, holding her in place as she ground her pussy in her face. Watching the two roommates together had gotten her plenty excited, and she knew that she would not last long under Justine's inexperienced but enthusiastic assault.

As Justine licked wide swathes over Carmine's swollen cunt and sucked hard on her clit, Carmine broke eye contact to look at Max, still tied to the bed and writhing in her bonds as the humming toy inside her made her drench the cloth wrapped around her crotch. Her gaze was fixed on the other woman, though Carmine was sure she couldn't see much of the action beyond Justine's head moving between Carmine's legs.

Carmine smirked as she looked into Max's eyes, the pleasant tingle from Justine's lapping tongue only enhanced by the way Max's dark, wide eyes locked with hers. She saw Max tremble, making the handcuffs rattle against the steel bedframe, as the girl visibly got closer to her peak. Not yet, she decided.

"No cumming until I give permission," she commanded.

Max's eyes widened, and it looked like she was about to protest, but after a look at Carmine's expression she lowered her gaze, though she let out a little whine. Her thighs trembled and she frowned, struggling more against her bonds as she tried to keep the vibrator from pushing her over the edge. Carmine smiled approvingly, then looked down again as Justine's tongue flicked over her clit and the girl's hands gripped her butt, pushing Carmine's pussy hard against her mouth.

She looked into the girl's eyes, her expression hidden by Carmine's own cunt but the lines of a smile visible around her adoring eyes. Carmine focused on the girl and on the licks and nips on her cunt, only vaguely aware of Max's tortured moans and the rattle of metal on metal as she tried to keep herself from giving in to her orgasm. Carmine could feel her own orgasm approach quickly, especially once one of Justine's fingers snuck between the cheeks of her ass and gently pressed against her back door.

Carmine could feel her smile widen, making no protest as the questing finger slowly pushed inward, her dark hole accepting it after a moment of resistance while the girl's mouth continued to work away at her pussy and clit. There was a brief, muffled yelp of pain from the girl as Carmine's fingers tightened in her hair, but she didn't stop, her tongue now penetrating Carmine's pussy as deep as it would go while the finger slipped inside to the second knuckle.

It took only a minute or two, the tongue wriggling inside her channel while like the finger in her ass, and the girl's nose pressed against her clit. Carmine's legs locked and she trembled in place, letting out the first real moan she had all evening as a wave of pleasure washed over her. The girl hesitated for a moment but then continued, the continuing stimulation from her finger and tongue keeping Carmine's orgasm rolling along.

Carmine never lost eye contact, the girl's worshipful gaze filling her vision as her ministrations filled her body with tingling pleasure. She rocked against her face, no doubt cutting off her air as she pressed against the working mouth as hard as she could, extracting as much enjoyment as she could.

Then, finally, it was over. Little aftershocks jittered through her body as she hauled Justine up by her hair until they were face to face, the finger in hole making her twitch as it slipped out.

"Well done, girl," she said, her voice as steady as she could make it. She leaned forward and pressed herself against the girl, claiming her eager, juices-covered mouth in a deep kiss and exploring it mouth with her tongue.

When the girl began to struggle at the lack of breath, she let go, watching her heaving chest and glittering eyes.

"Shall we let your friend cum now," she asked.

Justine nodded eagerly. "Yeah! I want to watch!"

Carmine smiled at her and let her to the other bed, sitting down with her legs wide, uncaring of the wet spot she was leaving on the sheets and encouraging Justine to sit in front of her. She enjoyed the sensation of her sensitive nipples pressing against the girl's back and toyed with her hair as she watched her roommate writhe on the other bed.

A finger dipped between Justine's legs, sliding over slick, heated flesh and making the girl moan softly.

"Watch," Carmine said, and added, more loudly, "And you watch us, girl. Warn me before you cum."

The first part of the command was unnecessary, since Max's eyes had been fixed on them the entire time, but she nodded, her panting breaths and the moans escaping from her lips no doubt making it hard to form a coherent reply.

Carmine lay her head on Justine's shoulder as her fingers played with the girl's pussy. She felt her tremble with every swipe of her fingers and kissed the side of her neck. It would be time to end the evening soon.

"Can you cum again?" She asked, then continued, after the girl's unsteady nod. "Good. But not before your friend does, understand?" There was a hum of agreement.

Carmine moved her other hand to the girl's chest, hefting her breasts and playing with the nipples, one at a time, as her experienced fingers continued to thrust, slide and flick. On the other bed, Max's dark body was jerking and twitching, struggling against her bonds as the toy continued to buzz inside her. Carmine admired the toned body, the bright scarves setting of her curves nicely as her sweat-dampened skin shone in the light.

She could feel Justine begin to pant quickly, the practiced movements of her fingers pushing the girl toward her second orgasm quickly as her roommate approached hers on the opposite bed. Soon she felt a hand clench and unclench on her thigh as Justine tried to keep her orgasm in, obedient to Carmine's order and determined not to cum before her roommate did.

That roommate was by now moaning unrestrainedly, her jerking movements making the handcuffs rattle as her body curved up like a bow form the sensations running through her. Still, she never broke eye contact with Carmine, her eyes pleading as the buried toy pushed her inexorably toward her climax.

Then there was a final, spastic jerk, a stuttering, "Ca-Carmine, cum-" which turned into a moan at Carmine's pleased, "Yes!"

Justine had been ready for a while. Her body tensed against Carmine's, and Carmine could feel her pussy begin to clench around her fingers as her orgasm set off as well. Without breaking eye contact with the girl writhing on the bed, Carmine bared her teeth and bit down at the juncture of Justine's neck and shoulder. It only made her moan louder.

She kept her gaze locked with Max's, the girl unable to look away as her orgasm rolled through her and made her thrash on the bed. Carmine savored Justine's taste, feeling her heart beat rapidly as her own orgasm kept going under Carmine's skillful ministrations. Finally, as the climax ended and before the girl's heart began to slow, she took her mouth away, her tongue darting out to lick up the last drops before she moved back, letting the girl drop to the bed. The last orgasm must have been too much, and it looked like the girl had passed out.

She moved quickly to the other bed. Max's eyes were still fixed on Justine. Her expression was uncertain, but Carmine could see her thoughts racing behind her wide eyes.

This is what comes from improvising, Carmine thought to herself. It's all well and good to add another girl when the chance presents itself, but now I'm going to have to think about what to do about this. I only managed a quick job on the second one.

She looked down at Max, seeing the lust, the adoration and a tiny hint of fear.

"Max!" she commanded, in a low, purr, "Look into my eyes..."

***

Max woke up and blinked in the sunlight. Her mind was a little fuzzy, but there were no signs of a hangover. In fact, her whole body was still pleasantly sore and tingly. She yawned and swung her legs off the bed, then caught sight of her sleeping roommate in the other bed.

Memories from the previous night came rushing back and she felt her cheeks heat up. She couldn't quite believe she had been so open about her fantasies at the club. Or, she thought as she rubbed her eyes and felt the soreness in her wrist, back here in her room.

The memories were a little hazy, like the last night she had had with Carmine. God, the effect that woman has on me, she thought to herself s she remembered… Confessing all her fantasies about her roommate to Carmine? That was what had happened, right? And from the circle of lightly bruised skin around her wrist, they must really have raided her roommate's toy drawer.

Max's eye's flicked over to her roommate's sleeping from in embarrassment. She hoped that they had least they had put everything back where they found it.

She thought back to the vivid images. She had never fantasized in so much detail before, and Carmine had been all too willing to… Help her live them out, right? In her mind, she could almost remember doing all kinds of things -- having all kinds of things done to her -- by Justine. She must have been really explicit in her talk with Carmine.

She shook her head and looked down at Justine's sleeping body. Too bad her roommate had given no indication that she was interested in doing any of those things for real. Still, she had had a good night with Carmine.

She hummed to herself as she went to take a shower and brush her teeth.

***

Justine woke slowly, in no hurry to rise from the soft embrace of sleep, but eventually the sun shining in her eyes made it impossible to keep slumbering. She rolled over and opened her eyes, yawning as she stretched.

At the sight of Max's empty bed on the other side of the room, she suddenly came wide awake as a memory, hazy in detail but still intense, came rushing to the front of her mind. She had seen Max making out passionately with an attractive woman. That must have been... outside their room, right? And then she must have left them alone for a while, because she remembered getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and the room had still smelled like sex, and max had been sprawled on her bed, clearly naked and barely covered by the sheets.

Justine thought hard as she tried to piece together the previous night. She must have come back after Max's lesbian lover had left. She couldn't quite remember it, but it must have happened. And then she had had a really intense dream of a kind she didn't often have.

Justine got out from under the covers and blushed. she must have masturbated in her sleep, because she was still a little sore down there. She had never fantasized about Max like that before. Oh, she was aware that she herself wasn't completely straight even if she had never acted on her attraction to girls, but she was well aware that her roommate was a very attractive girl, had seen her half-dressed often enough, might even -- before she had a boyfriend -- have thought about making a pass if she hadn't been -- if Justine hadn't thought she was -- so very straight.

But never had Justine's fantasies been so vivid, not of anyone...

She sighed an pushed herself to her feet. Now she knew that Max wasn't straight, not entirely, but right now she was involved with someone. As was she. Still, she might get an opportunity to tell Max about her fantasies sometime.

She stretched and winced at a pang of pain on her neck. Her hand found a Band-Aid there. Had she cut herself or something? She couldn't remember. She must have had a couple more drinks than she'd thought, last night.

She shook her head. It didn't matter, really. Right now she wanted a shower. And, as she felt a low-down tingle at the thought, maybe she would think back on some of those fantasies for a bit while she was in there.
