Grace went through the motions of the next day without really thinking about them. She went to classes, did her work, and ate. All that she could think about was the night to come. Finally it was an hour where she wouldn't feel insane if she started to get ready. She prayed that he would be there as she climbed into the shower and carefully shaved herself until every inch of her skin was smooth and soft.
She ran her hands across her legs, making sure she hadn't missed any spots in the dim light of the shower. As she reached her shaven pussy she couldn't help but give it a little rub. She bit her lip but didn't stop her caresses until she was ferociously rubbing her clit. Grace's breathing became heavy as she became extremely turned on. Her other hand traveled to her breasts and she began playing with her nipples, sending extra little shocks of pleasure down to her cunt. Her fingers moved from her clit to her vaginal opening. She slid two fingers inside herself and almost cried out with pleasure as she strummed her g-spot.
She hadn't masturbated in some time and by god it felt good. The hand on her breasts went down to her clit and began to rub it in gentle little circles while her other hand continued to drum at her g-spot. Soon her impending orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. She fell to her knees in the bathtub, cumming violently as she felt a torrent of her own juices pour out of her onto her hands and down her wrists. She kneeled gasping for breath for a few moments before noticing that the shower water had begun to run cold.
She turned the water off and climbed out of the shower. She felt amazing. Grace dried off then carefully lathered her skin with baby powder, rubbing it in well while enjoying the feeling of her own hands on her body. She came out of the bathroom smelling fresh and feeling smooth. Her sister eyed her curiously as they passed in the hall, but Grace just grinned. She'd contemplated asking her sister for advice but she knew what Liza would say already, she'd say jump in and go for it, and that was exactly what Grace had decided to do.
About an hour later Grace walked into Liza's room. "Do you think this outfit says, if you don't make out with me your losing a huge fucking chance?"
Liza looked over her little sister. Her hair was carefully faux hawked again, looking modern and hot. She had on eye makeup and her lips were shiny with some sort of gloss. She had on a tight David Bowie t-shirt which was black and let her mid-rift show, making her tattoos obvious. Liza's eyes scanned lower to the tight-as-hell black pleather mini skirt that barely covered her sister's ass and the fishnet thigh highs pulled just above the knee. On Grace's feet were simple black open toe flats. Liza couldn't help smiling when she noticed her little sister had even painted her toenails, they were hot pink and matched her finger nails, as well as the lettering on her t-shirt. "Goodness, dressed to kill tonight aren't you? Well, I say don't worry about it," Liza nodded her approval, "Whoever you're trying to catch, she's in the bag baby."
Grace grinned at her big sister. "Actually, it's a he I'm trying to catch tonight. Can I hang out in here for awhile? I still have like over a half hour before Chris is supposed to come pick me up."
"Of course! We haven't hung out in days! Plus, you need to tell me about this boy your after!" Liza scooted over and patted a slice of bed for Grace to climb into. She was definitely curious about a boy who had caught her sister's eye. She was the only one in the family who had known about Grace's sexual experimentations with the same sex, and about the whole situation with Angela, the girl who had broken Grace's heart. Liza was really the only person Grace had opened up and talked to.
Grace climbed into the bed and cuddled with her sister, telling her about Todd, until she heard a car honking outside. "I think that's Chris, I love you, I'll see you later." Grace pecked her sister on the cheek and hopped out of the bed. Liza grinned as her sister walked to the door. "Go get 'em!"
Grace walked out her front door and could see Chris' jaw drop all the way from her walkway. She grinned broadly as she strode to the car. She opened the door, still smiling, "you like?" "I haven't seen any of those outfits in awhile, you look great. Todd is probably going to jizz his pants when he sees you." Chris smiled back, letting her know he was kidding.
Grace climbed into the car and they made their way to the playground that they often visited at night. Some crazy things had happened when they hung around there but they still went, usually getting high and playing on the swings and slide and sometimes barbequing. It wasn't far from her home and they reached it fairly quickly, John and his friends were already there, playing a game of basketball, she scanned the small crowd for Todd and didn't see him, she felt her face fall.
"He didn't come." Grace stared at her lap, trying not to feel so disappointed. Chris snaked his arm around her shoulder and squeezed her, "don't be so down, maybe he's just late or something." He rubbed her arm, trying to reassure her, she'd looked so happy before. "I could call him and invite him if you wanted."
"No!" Grace even surprised herself by how forceful it came out. She looked down again and spoke quieter, "I wanted him to come because he was excited and wanted to, not because someone called him. It's not like he didn't know, I'm sure John told him."
Chris nodded and squeezed her again, trying to comfort her. "It's not like it's that late, he might come later, Nina's not even here yet." Grace forced a smile, realizing she was being ridiculous, but she couldn't seem to shake it. "I know. I'm just bummed. It's obvious I dressed up for him and if he doesn't show I'm just going to feel dumb again, like when he just got up and left the other night."
"Don't worry about it, John told me he wouldn't talk about it really but he said that was the dumbest thing he'd ever done. So we know he likes you. He'll show, and if he doesn't he's a dumb ass."
Grace nodded her thanks and gave Chris a real smile. "Well, we'll just wait and see, in the mean time, lets get this party started!" Chris laughed and they climbed out of the car. Grace shut her car door and turned around, she then froze realizing the basketball game had stopped and they were all staring at her. "Hey guys, isn't it hard to play basketball with your mouths hanging open like that?" Grace composed herself and shot them an aggressive look, making sure they knew she wasn't about to take any shit from them. She hadn't dressed up like a typical girl in awhile and she was nervous. She hated the leering looks boys gave her, it was one of the reasons she had preferred girls in the first place.
John threw the ball to someone else and jogged over, she could see his grin and she braced herself for his comments. "Hey Grace; lookin' hot!"
She punched him playfully when he made it over to them, then allowed herself to look worried. "Do I look hot for nothing?"
