Allison was getting increasingly frustrated.
"And it wasn't even just the first time!" she told Diana one evening, pacing back and forth in her friend's room while she complained about her sex life with Roger, "EVERY time we have sex - and it's not even really sex, it's making love - it's just so slow and soft and gentle... and every time I try to get him to go harder or faster he just tells me that I don't need to pretend for him!"
Throwing herself down on the bed next to her friend, she looked up into sympathetic slanted brown eyes, "I spend so much time PRETENDING that I like everything like a lady should, romantic and sweet and slow... DAMMIT!" she slapped her hand against the bed in frustration, "I just want to get FUCKED... I've actually had to fake an orgasm with him a couple times." She could actually feel tears starting in her eyes now, "And all I can think about is how great sex was with Todd... he wasn't even my boyfriend and he did things better than Roger!"
Diana started stroking her brown curls, soothing her like a mother would sooth a fretful child. Allison accepted the touch, letting it calm her a little. Hesitating, she turned her face towards Diana's and made a full confession, "I tried to call him a couple days ago... Todd, I mean."
"Really?" Diana looked surprised and slightly encouraging, not condemning at all. It made Allison feel a lot better that her friend didn't think that this was a bad thing, even though Allison had a boyfriend which really made her feel even worse about it.
"Yeah," she sighed, "It had been disconnected. I think he moved or something." She rocked back and forth a little, moodily, "I don't even know what I would have done if he'd been there... I mean, I have Roger, and he's so good to me that I can't just ditch him because I'm a horny pervert."
"I don't think you're a pervert," Diana told her, "It's just that sometimes a girl needs to get fucked. Royally pounded and fucked... and if Roger doesn't understand that then that's his failing not yours."
Allison considered this. "Yeah, but it's not like I can break up with him for that," she said.
"Well, you could," Diana countered, "but then you would feel like a horny slut... I don't understand why you'd feel like that, but I know you would."
Brown curls shook a little as she laughed, "You're right. And that's my fault not his. Still." she chewed her lower lip. Her feelings didn't have the kind of words she needed to explain them, that or she still just didn't want to face the kind of girl Todd had turned her into.
Looking over her moody and sullen friend, Diana decided that she needed a distraction. "Hey, I never did get to watch that tape of you guys... do you think we could watch it now?"
Allison perked up a bit, "Yes!"... really, any excuse to watch the tape that didn't make her feel like an oversexed slut was fine with her... and she remembered the way Diana had seemed to come onto her the first time she'd asked to see the tape. She also remembered how nice it had been with Carrie, the other girl during the gang bang. Even though Diana was dating Chad steadily now, maybe she'd be willing to help Allison out every so often. It was another thought that made her feel like a horny slut, but if it would help her reconcile herself to Roger than she didn't care.
A few minutes later the girls were sitting on Diana's bed watching as Todd shaved Allison's pubic hair.
"Are you still shaved?" Diana asked, her brown eyes riveted to the screen.
"Yeah," Allison answered, not looking away from the scene before them.
Silence as moans from the TV filled the room as Todd worked the vibrator in and out of Allison's newly bald pussy. When he tied her up so that she was practically bent in half Diana let out a low whistle.