Want to hear a juicy secret? I've got a huge crush on my roommate. I know. Crazy right? Crushing on your roomie is right up there with wearing your t-shirt inside out on the list of things you shouldn't do. Ever. It's just awkward, but sometimes things happen without any reason or explanation. This is definitely one of them. Mallory is so pretty and fun that I couldn't help but fall for her. She's like a fairy-tale princess but with a new-age spin. This girl had me at "hello."
Mallory and I have lived together for the past three years, and we've been friends since long before I can remember. We do everything together. Well, everything except sex. Yep, I'm a lesbian. I'm actually bisexual if you want to be technical about it, but who wants to be technical? When we're talking about Mallory, I'm totally lesbian. She knows I like girls too, and she's fine with it. We have fun swooning, whether it's a smokin' hot girl for me or a stud muffin boy for her. The things is, I don't want just any pretty girl. I want Mallory. Unfortunately for me, she's totally boy crazy. There's my problem.
That's why when Mallory sauntered into the living room one night with her bright kool-aid blue shoulder length hair tied up in a pony tail, those athletic hips swaying side to side inside her white sweatpants, and those absolutely perfect breasts tucked inside her tight sky blue camisole, I just couldn't help myself.
"I can't believe you're watching one of those Brittany Murphy movies again. You're such a nerd," Mallory teased, smiling at me with a playful roll of her deep blue eyes. She plopped down on the couch next to me and took a swig of her water bottle. She'd been working out.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever little Miss Picard," I quickly retorted with a nudge to her side. Mallory was a total Trekkie. "See any cute boys at the gym tonight?" I asked, hoping to change the subject from our mutual nerdiness.
"Nah," Mallory shrugged. "Just the typical 'I pick things up and put things down' types and then the creepy 'I think I can stare at her butt while she does leg curls and she won't notice' types."
"Awww. I'm sorry Mal. Maybe next time eh?" I said with a giggle, snuggling up on Mallory's side. I rested my head on her shoulder but then suddenly perked up. "Ya know.. just cause you didn't get any boys tonight doesn't mean you can't get any..."
Mallory looked blank for a few moments before realization suddenly dawned on her face. She slipped out of my embrace and turned to face me. A look of concern filled up her pretty face.
"You don't mean...?" The blue haired girl asked quietly, unsure of herself in this new territory.
I wanted to blush, to run and hide, but I knew I couldn't turn back now. I stepped out on the ledge, and it was time to jump off and see where it took me. Maybe my blue haired roomie would catch me. I could only hope.
"Y-yeah ya know." I stammered, trying to spit out all of the words at once. "You're pretty. I'm pretty. We're both horny and don't have anything to do. We can help each other out, ya know like friends but with benefits."
Okay, that was really hoakie. What am I doing?!
"I don't know hon." Mallory replied, shifting in her seat on the couch. She sounded skeptical. "You know I love you, but don't you think this might be a little, ya know, weird?" She looked me up and down and sighed with a little smile, rubbing her palm up and down my arm soothingly.
I blushed bright red and looked down from her friendly gaze. I felt so embarrassed and insecure, but more than anything, I was afraid. I was afraid I'd made a big mistake, afraid I might lose my best friend forever. Nothing to do now but to just press on and hope for the best.
"Yeah, I know this is out of the blue and all," I said with quivering lips, stuttering over my words. "I shouldn't have said anything... but... I just really really wanted it. I-I.."
Mallory slid two of her fingers under my chin and pulled me up to make me look into those lovely eyes of her's. I looked up in awe, and her smile made my heart soar with hope.
"You don't have to be afraid of me silly," Mallory said sweetly, sliding closer to me. "Besides, we all know you're not exactly good at keeping secrets." She nudged me with a wry grin curling at the corner of her lips.
"I guess a little romp couldn't hurt anything," Mallory finally decided. "It might even be fun! I've been experimenting with my magic lately, using it to play with myself, and it feels really good. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't let you try it out too?"
Have I told you Mallory is a sorceress? No? Now you know.
My heart thudded in my chest so hard, I thought it might come crashing out like a freight train. I'd always dreamed of something like this, but I didn't think it would actually come true. Things like this just didn't happen to me. I've always been the type of person who draws the short straw or rolls snake eyes at the worst possible time. Now that it did happen, I didn't know what to do or say. This was totally new territory!