"Shit!" Lacey thought to herself. Why did she agree to this, she wondered? Although she desperately wanted to spend the weekend with Kristi, she told herself that she DID need to eat after all, and what else did she have to do while Kristi was away?
With only an hour remaining before her rendezvous, she again reached for her book, trying to read while absorbing everything that had occurred that day. Unlike Kristi who was clearly confused about her sexuality, Lacey suddenly knew that she had no interest in boys. After years of being invisible to them, a new world had opened up to her in a matter of days, and she finally allowed herself to admit that she had much more than just a physical attraction to Kristi. It was way too early in the relationship, but the "L" word kept creeping into her head. She was tempted to text Maddy to cancel, but decided to let things play out. Besides, she told herself, it's just pizza.
A half hour later she looked up from her book to see Kristi entering the room. Her jaw dropped as Kristi extended her arms out to her sides, and said, "Ta Da!" Gone was the slightly tomboyish athlete -- which Lacey found to be extremely attractive - and now standing in front of her was a pure work of art. Her hair and makeup along with a stylish beige and brown-checkered gingham top perfectly complemented her white capris jeans and combined to force a gasp from Lacey.
"Wow. Who are you and what have you done with my cousin?" Lacey kidded admiringly, although deep down she kept hearing "booty call" running over and over in her mind.
Kristi did an exaggerated pirouette and laughed. "Too much?"
"No, it's just -- I never really saw you, you know -- made up. Kristi, you're stunning, really."
"Thanks Lace. I'm running behind as usual. I'll see you tonight, not too late I hope. Have fun, whatever you decide to do."
Lacey rose and gave her an awkward hug, careful not to disturb her makeup, then watched her leave the apartment. She couldn't resist looking out the window. As she expected, Kristi left the top of the Miata up, which mildly disappointed Lacey. To her, it meant that Kristi didn't want to mess up her hair for her 'date.' Oh well, they weren't a "thing" -- not officially anyway. Despite her feelings, Kristi was free to do what she wanted, and Lacey knew she couldn't stop her. She looked at her phone -- 5:50. She still had time to change and walk to the pizza place, roughly a half mile away.
Impulsively, she entered Angie's room and sorted through her bag for her lone thong. Although she hated how uncomfortable it felt on her, she had to admit that it made her ass look sexy. She slipped her shorts off, dropped her plain Hanes cotton panties and replaced them with the satiny violet thong before putting her white shorts back on. She checked herself in the mirror, making sure the color didn't show through, and immediately she felt sexier. She just wished that she could get used to the feeling of a permanent wedgie. She slid her light green "Life Is Good" t-shirt on and decided on sandals despite the nearly half-mile walk to the pizza shop.
She left the apartment, remembering to take the spare key with her. "It's not a date, it's not a date," she kept telling herself, although there was something about the text that felt uncomfortably "flirtatious" -- even exciting in a small way. Even though she was looking forward to seeing her new friend, something about it felt like she was cheating. She slowed down several times and considered reversing course, but her stomach told her to continue on. She chalked up her insecurity about Kristi and Jake to her own youth and inexperience. Maybe this is how college really is, she thought. Openness and freedom. Still she wasn't sure that she could get used to that.
She reached the pizzeria a few minutes late and looked around for Madison, not seeing her, finding that she was actually relieved that she may have been stood up. She looked up at the menu and her stomach growled, telling her that it couldn't wait any longer. Despite the temptation to load up with meat toppings, she opted instead for two slices of plain pizza and a small diet coke, a contradiction if there ever was one. Nothing like a 1500 calorie meal washed down with a zero-calorie drink, she thought. She paid and grabbed a few napkins, then sat down at a small bistro table around the side of the establishment and facing the front door. As she waited for the pizza, she looked down at her phone. No messages. Ten minutes later the pizza was served at nearly the exact time the door opened. Lacey looked up to see a smiling Madison strolling in and waving to her. She tried not to stare, but it was nearly impossible.
The men behind the counter all stopped what they were doing and gazed. Maddy was nearly the polar opposite of Kristi, tall and slim, blonde and surprisingly busty. Amazing what a sports bra can hide, Lacey thought as she smiled and waved at her new friend. Despite her best efforts not to admire Madison, she had to admit that her friend's sense of style was well beyond what she was accustomed to in her small rural North Carolina town. Her hair bounced as she walked and flowed well below her shoulders, barely covering the spaghetti strings of her white camisole top. Her tan shorts were just slightly shorter than Lacey would have considered to be acceptable, making Maddy's long legs appear even longer. Like Lacey, Maddy opted for sandals, but unlike her, Maddy's Bohemian-style sandals accentuated a perfect pedicure with turquoise color that nearly matched her eyes. Lacey guessed that the pedicure itself likely cost more than her entire wardrobe. Lacey hated that her pulse rate jumped, and she took a few deep breaths, again saying to herself that Maddy was just a friend, nothing more.
Madison reached Lacey's table and made no excuse for being late. She looked down at the plate.
"I'll order something fast. Don't wait for me - your pizza will get cold." She turned and sashayed to the cash register where three older men nearly stumbled over each other in their hurry to take her order. It took all of Lacey's willpower to
not
focus on Maddy's hips as she walked to the counter, but she managed. She tried not to be offended that
she
didn't get any special service from the men behind the counter, but she really couldn't blame them. She had to admit that Maddy lit up the room. In minutes, her friend returned to the table with a small white veggie pizza slice and a bottle of water. Unlike Lacey, Maddy used her knife and fork to separate her meal into small pieces, while Maddy just shoveled her first slice into her mouth, partly out of hunger but mostly out of habit.
"I like your top, Maddy. It's cute on you."
"I know, right? Daddy's credit card didn't like it, but I couldn't resist."
Lacey resisted the strong temptation to roll her eyes, thinking that Maddy and Stacy really were more alike than she had originally thought. As they made small talk, Lacey thought she smelled a trace of alcohol and asked if everything was okay.
Maddy shrugged. "I called Carmen tonight. She almost acted like she didn't know me. People suck," she said before sipping from a different water bottle than the one she had earlier. Lacey was naïve, but she had been around family members who drank, and she suddenly suspected why Maddy was late.
"I'm sorry Maddy. Maybe she was just having a bad day, or was stressed out or something."
"Well, fuck her. She was only good for one thing anyway," Maddy said just a bit too loudly. "How about you, Lace? What are
you
good for?" As she asked, she flicked the tip of her tongue just slightly, then giggled.
Lacey slunk down in her seat, totally embarrassed. She couldn't finish her pizza quickly enough. If only she had considered an "escape" before getting herself into this nightmarish situation, she thought.
"Well, um... maybe give it some time with Carmen," Lacey said, ignoring the lewd comment and realizing how ridiculous her advice sounded even as she was saying it.
"She had her chance," she said, taking another sip. "She doesn't get another one. So," she smiled through glazed eyes at Lacey while licking her lips. "I guess I'm totally available."
Lacey ignored the comment, now more concerned about Maddy's safety. "Um, did you drive here, Maddy?"
"No, daddy filled my Uber card up. Once you go 'Uber black' you never go back!" She snorted as she laughed at her own joke, then dropped a piece of pizza onto her shorts.
"Oh shit!" She dabbed at it with a napkin while Lacey looked at her phone, dying to be rescued somehow from the awkward situation.
Thankfully Maddy's phone buzzed with a text and she quickly picked it up. As she read it a smile came across her face. She fingered the phone, typing a response before sliding it into her back pocket.
"Well, we have a party to go to if you're up for it," she said, beaming. Before Lacey could respond, Maddy explained. "It's one of the better house parties off campus, over on Phillips Street. They have all kinds of drinks and there's usually a DJ there. You just HAVE to go! We're already late," she said, pulling her phone out and bringing up her Uber app.
"Um, I'm not really feeling very well, Maddy. It's okay. I'm not even a student here anyway."
Maddy looked up from her phone. "Seriously? It's like a tiki theme. It's great. Stacy said she can get me in. I mean, get 'us' in."
If Lacey had any remote thoughts of going to the party, hearing Stacy's name made up her mind completely.
"Uh, no. I think I'll just go back to Kristi's place and relax, but thanks. Have a good time with Stacy, okay? And Maddy?"
"What?" She asked, not looking up as she played with her phone.
"Don't take any shit from her, okay? You're better than her." With that, Lacey stood and walked out of the pizzeria. Maddy took another sip, shrugging her shoulders and saying to herself," Her loss."
Lacey was relieved to have escaped, and she made a mental note to do whatever she could to avoid drinking. Seeing its effect on Maddy and hearing the sorority horror story from Kristi made her wonder why anyone would ever indulge in it. Although she felt a bit sorry for Maddy, she didn't feel like it was her place to play 'therapist' tonight, and she could only imagine what the party across town would be like. A nice quiet time at home sounded so much better, although thinking about being in the apartment and waiting up for her lover tugged at her heart. She spotted a park bench and sat down to take her sandal off, massaging her sore heel. Looking up, she read a sign on the storefront of the building across the street -- "TAMMY'S PET STORE -- GOING OUT OF BUSINESS. EVERYTHING 75% OFF!" She slipped her sandal back on and crossed the street, as much out of boredom as curiosity.
A few miles away, Jake and Kristi were catching up, sipping colorful 'hurricanes' at the house party's makeshift outdoor Tiki Bar and slowly moving to reggae music. Kristi hated dancing, but she found herself swaying awkwardly to the beat and trying her best to enjoy herself. Although she rarely drank, seeing Stacy and Andrea at the party fueled her thirst for alcohol, and as much as she wanted to leave, she forced herself to remain there. She was determined not to let the two girls deny her yet again. Easier to just pretend they weren't there at all. They were nearly a perfect match with both in white designer blouses and jeans, although they had huge differences in their sizes. One cup of the beverage was normally Kristi's limit, and she now found herself reaching for her second. Despite her determination not to let them ruin her night, she felt their eyes on her. She asked herself why she was even there in the first place, but she knew the answer -- she was literally terrified at the suddenly intense feelings that she had developed for her cousin, even before the earth-shaking orgasm that Lacey's inexperienced tongue provided earlier that day.
As the song changed to yet another Bob Marley tune, Jake shifted behind her and pressed his bulge directly against Kristi's ass through her white capris, holding on to her hips as they moved in rhythm. The rough push against her butt normally would have excited her; however, tonight it had the opposite effect, perhaps because his cock was very close to the sacred virginal place that Lacey's tongue surprisingly and lovingly worshipped earlier. She moved away from Jake and set her drink down, no longer wanting or needing it or him. Confused, Jake asked what was wrong, but the music was too loud to carry on a conversation. She took his hand and navigated through the crowd, bee-lining to the entrance and coming just a few feet from the judgmental pair. Their revulsion was apparent on their faces, and Kristi couldn't help but slow down long enough to glare at Cyndi. Although she envisioned dumping what was left of her drink on both of them, she took the high road instead -- well 'almost' took the high road.
When Kristi got close enough to the two girls, she couldn't resist asking Andrea, "How is that cell phone working? Did you glue all those little plastic pieces together yet?"
The girls both turned beet red, and she laughed as she dragged Jake through the house and out to the street.
"What was that all about?"
"LONG story Jake. You really don't want to know. Listen, I... I'm sorry but I probably shouldn't have come to the party. I'm kind of, well, seeing someone."
"Jesus Kristi. Why didn't you tell me? I mean, I missed you." He looked around before taking her hand and placing it on his bulge. "WE missed you."
She didn't stop him, and she gently squeezed him through his shorts. It was a totally different type of desire that she felt, and the alcohol didn't help with her temptation. God, why had she made that promise, she wondered? He was totally hard in her hand, and she felt his rough stubble against her cheek as he kissed her neck. He made out with her on the quiet street, backing her against the driver's side of his car. She knew that she should resist, no - needed to resist, but wasn't sure that she could. He began dry-humping her against the car, and she wrapped a leg around him, thankful that it was just past dusk -- dark enough to be somewhat discreet. She allowed him to lewdly rub against her as a black car pulled up. They briefly looked up in time to see Madison glancing over at them before staggering into the home. The vision snapped Kristi back to reality, and she gently pushed against Jake.
