Raven slept in on Monday until noon. She had been up late last night trying her hardest to relive every moment of her playtime with Sam Watkins.
It had been better than she'd ever imagined – and she never even touched Sam physically. They had masturbated together using some of Liz's toys. Raven couldn't believe it when Sam had put that vibe in her own ass and let Raven watch. She never expected a bookworm like Sam to be that wild. But then again she was a bookworm herself, and she knew how crazy her own thoughts and dreams could get if she let them.
She wanted so badly to run to the phone the moment she got up and call Sam. Still she needed to exercise some restraint. Sam still didn't know Raven was an actual lesbian, and not just a girl who occasionally got a little carried away when drunk.
She was beginning to worry about the possibility that Sam would tell her twin about everything. But she had to hold on to hope that she would keep the secret – if she didn't she may well drive herself crazy before Liz and dad arrived home from their honeymoon.
There was a message on the machine that said they wouldn't be in till around midnight. A full twelve hours to wait and agonize over the many uncertainties that had arisen in the past few days. Raven again considered calling Sam, but she was supposed to be working today. She'd recently started a temp position at some office building downtown. Her sister Staci would likely be home to pick up the phone, she worked nights at some posh restaurant But Raven was worried that Staci would get suspicious of something so again she decided against it.