Brandy sat staring at the e-mail from her best friend on the computer screen. She couldn't believe it. Her best friend from junior high wanted more than friendship.
The last line of the e-mail said, "Call me." Brandy picked up the phone and pressed the speed dial button that corresponded to Alex's number. It rang and rang until finally, "Hey, this is Alex. Leave me a message and I'll call you back when I can." Beep.
Brandy wasn't expecting to be forced to state her case in a voice mail. "Alex... it's Brandy. I just got your e-mail... um... I really don't know what to say. Maybe we should talk in person. Come to my house tonight at ten, okay? See ya then!" She hung up the phone with slightly shaking fingers and went outside for a cigarette.
She spent the remainder of the day wasting time, trying to occupy herself until Alex called. The phone only rang once all day, a telemarketer.
Nine-thirty rolled around and Alex still hadn't called. Brandy couldn't concentrate on the television program she had in front of her, so she decided to take a quick shower to at least ease her tense muscles, if not her mind.
The hot water felt good on her body; it seemed to ease everything, even her mind a little. She got out of the shower, wrapped her towel around her damp body out of habit and walked into her bedroom. When she opened the door she screamed - there was Alex lounged on her bed as if it were nothing strange. "What are you doing in here?!" Brandy screamed. "And how did you get in?"
Alex gave a casual laugh. "I know you keep the extra key on top of the doorframe... which isn't the best of ideas because the guy in 3B is a real pervert. He left his door open the other day and as I walked by I saw some really kinky porn on his tv. Creepy if you ask me, considering he's sixty-something."
Brandy's mouth flopped open and closed, but she couldn't say anything. She was suddenly very aware that she was only wearing a small towel. "Can you please go so I can at least put clothes on?"
Alex gave a sexy little smile and got up. "If you insist."
Brandy closed the door and leaned against it for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts and what to say when she finally left the bedroom. She threw on some sweatpants and a t-shirt, without underwear out of habit (she hated underwear around the apartment) and took a deep breath, opening the door. Alex was lounging in front of the tv, in a way that made her tiny breasts seem bigger and her long legs seem even longer. Brandy realized for what certainly wasn't the first time, that Alex was incredibly sexy. Sexy in an unconventional way, and they way she didn't see it at all made her even sexier.
When she heard the door open, Alex looked up. "You wanted to talk in person?" She sat up on the couch, her short denim skirt going a little higher up her perfect thigh.
Brandy bumbled, "I... uh.. kinda... um... hoped you would do more of the talking." She looked down at her bare feet and bit her lower lip.
Alex took a deep breath. "If you insist. Listen, I know there's tension between us, and there has been since high school. I want to end it, right now, tonight." She scooted to the edge of the couch, her skirt showing the very bottom of her black panties, and beckoned for Brandy to sit next to her. "I know you're curious, and I'm a lot more than curious. I want you. I never thought I'd say that, but it's true. I've wanted you from the time I realized that I like girls; you were the girl I liked the most."