Nichole had been my best friend since second grade. We were as close as sisters and share everything. She had been shocked but supportive when I told her that I was bisexual, and then when I went on to tell her in detail about my first lesbian encounter with Sam.
A week after Nichole's eighteenth birthday she found out that she was pregnant. She was absolutely devastated, not because she was pregnant, but because she would be stuck with the father. I don't know how to say it nicely, so I won't, but the father of Nichole's baby was a complete asshole. He never paid Nichole any attention unless he wanted sex, and after finding out that Nichole was pregnant he didn't even want that anymore. The one upside to the situation was that his family was filthy rich, and had offered to take Nichole into their home, pay for her to continue her college education, and make sure that her child never wanted for anything.
Nine months passed and little Emma came into the world. She was a beautiful baby and I loved her to pieces and spoiled her rotten as any good Godmother would.
When Christmas break came a long that year, I was bored out of my mind and sexually frustrated. Johnny had gone out of town with his family to spend Christmas with his grandparents. Sam had gone to Europe with her parents. All I could do was sit at home and masturbate and it was starting to get old, I was longing for some human to human contact; and then my phone rang.
I picked up the phone and heard a sobbing female on the other end.
"Hello."
"Lily, can I please come over?"
"Nichole? What's the matter? Are you alright?"
"I just...I really need to talk someone....can I please come over?"
"Of course you can, but what about the baby? Are you going to bring her?"
"No she's at my Mom and Dad's, they wanted to spend some time with her."
"Okay, well are you going to leave right now?"
"Yes, I'm walking out the door as we speak. I'll be there in about fifteen minutes."
"Okay, see you then. Bye."
"Bye."
I hung up the phone, and ran downstairs to the kitchen. "We'll get through this disaster the same way we've gotten through every other disaster" I thought, "Junk food and porn". For years now, Nichole and I had been watching porn together and recently we had started to masturbate together while we watched. My parents would be gone until morning so we had nothing to worry about.
I got the Oreos, chips and dip, and soda, and then I called dominos to have them deliver some pizzas. I went into the den and set up the junk food, and then I went up to room to pick out some toys and some porn. I chose my eight inch vibrating dildo, and then pulled the box of porn movies out from under my bed. I looked through the movies for a minute and then I found the one a I wanted, a lesbian film starring Jenna Jameson, "Mmm, my favorite", I thought. I also picked out a straight movie, "I better ease her into this slowly" I snickered.
I took my things downstairs to the den, and then I heard the doorbell ring. It was Nichole. She walked through the door and I grabbed her and hugged her, she was sobbing uncontrollably. I led her to the den and we sat on the couch.
"Tell me what's wrong, Nichole."
"It's just Josh, I am so unhappy, he doesn't even touch me since Emma's been born, we haven't had sex in five months, I took Emma to my parents today hoping we would have time alone together, but he told me he didn't want to have sex, and he went to the bar to meet up with his friends. It's not just the no sex thing either. He's a terrible father, he barely even looks in Emma's direction, and yet every time I suggest that I am going to leave he goes crazy. I don't know what to do; I can't live like this anymore."
She fell into my arms and sobbed. After awhile she regained control of her tears, and we sat and snacked on our junk food and had a little chat. The pizzas came and after we were finished eating, we decided we would put in the porn movie. We started with the straight movie. As we were watching it Nichole broke down into tears again, so I paused the movie.
"What's wrong, Nichole?"
