I
Erin and Jenna have been best friends forever. They had met the first day of school, on the bus, on the way to school. Ever since that first meeting, they were inseparable. While Erin had become an actress, Jenna worked behind the scenes in tech and lights. Every show either one had been in, the other also had worked on in some way. They were both in the school band together, the same math class, and sat together at lunch. Erin's family was Jenna's, and Jenna's was Erin's. Every Friday night, Jenna came over to Erin's house for pizza, a movie, and a sleepover.
After an excruciatingly long week of rehearsals and cramming for final exams, Friday night rolls around, and the doorbell rings. It is Jenna, of course.
"Coming, coming!" Erin yells. She runs down the stairs and rushes to the door to open it. "Hey there, stranger."
"Howdy."
She points to the objects in Jenna's hand. "What's that you got there?"
"Oh, these are just some movies I thought we might like to watch. I brought some CDs, too, that I have wanted you to listen to. And, of course, I brought popcorn!"
"Most excellent. Do come in, doll." Jenna eases in the door, and Erin shuts it behind her.
"So, did the pizza come yet?"
"Twenty minutes ago. You're late. Again."
"I'm always late. What else is new?" Jenna smirks. "Hey, where are your parents?"
"Oh, they went out of town. Didn't you get my message? My third cousin's wife's sister died, or something, and they rushed out to the funeral. Apparently my parents knew her really well. I still don't know who she is or how we are exactly related. But, anyway, yeah...we have the whole house to ourselves. I toyed with the idea of throwing a party, but decided against it. I don't really feel like seeing anyone tonight, except for you, of course."
"How sweet." She smiles again. "Well, sorry to hear about your...um...relative. When are your parents getting back?"
"In a few days or something. They have trusted me, and you, with the house for the weekend. They said if you want, you could stay the whole weekend."
"Great. Well, I don't have any plans or anything, so let's plan on it."
"Alright, wonderful. Here, let's get your stuff upstairs and get some food."
Erin grabs a duffle bag from Jenna and hauls it up the stairs. When all of Jenna's things have been put down, they run back down to the kitchen to eat the pizza. Jenna takes the seat across from Erin. They each get a slice and began to eat. There is silence for a few moments, as they eat their pizza.
"So," Erin says, "What do you want to do tonight?"
"The usual, I suppose. Watch movies, eat popcorn. Same as always."
"Sounds like a plan. Though, we should try something else, sometime. Spice things up a bit."
"I love tradition, I guess. I'm satisfied with this."
"Eh. So am I, I just wanted to try something else."
"Well, what do you want to try?"
"I dunno. Let's go rummage around my house and try to find adventure!"
"I hate to sound cynical or anything, but I do not believe we will find much adventure in this house."
"Oh, you never know until you look! Excitement could be right around the corner!"
"Well, I guess that sounds alright."
The girls quickly finish up their pizza, and Erin walks up to the stairs, with Jenna close behind her. "We can try to look upstairs for stuff, I guess. I really don't know what all is down here."
"Okay."
They head up the stairs. First they look through Erin's bedroom and find nothing they hadn't seen before, except for a load of laundry begging to be washed. Next, they check the study, the library, and even the bathroom. Nothing. They last approach Erin's parents' bedroom.
Erin smirks. "Do we dare go in?"
"I don't know. I mean, I know your parents pretty well, and this feels like an invasion of privacy."
"Yeah, but you know, parents invade teens' rooms all the time. Besides, we're not snooping; we're merely looking for some sort of entertainment, that's all."
"Well, maybe you go look and I'll stay out here."
"Oh, come on. We've been in there before. Let's quickly look, and then we can leave if you feel uncomfortable."
"I guess that sounds fine."
"Trust me." Erin grabs Jenna's hand firmly. "Everything will be just fine, darling."
Erin pushes the door to her parent's bedroom open. She reaches over and turns on the light. The room is fairly empty and very neat looking. At the center of the room is a king-sized bed, all made up with pillows stacked high. On the far side of the room is a large dresser and television.
"Gee, hon, this looks awful exciting."
"Oh shut up. We have not even begun looking yet." She searches the room with her eyes for some sort of clue to where there might be hidden treasure. "You know, I cannot help but have this feeling of wanting to jump on the bed. Be bad. They're gone and I just want to act stupid."
"Erin, that's stupid as hell."
"Oh shit, we're still kids. Come on. I'll race you to the bed."
"No. I refuse."
"Fine...here I go!" Erin runs to the bed, does a flip onto the bed, and rolls over in a somersault. "See, see how fun it is." She steps up so that she is standing on the bed and starts to jump up and down. "Haha, I only got four hours of sleep last night! Isn't that incredible? And look how hyper I am!"
"Erin, you look ridiculous. Get down."
"No, you come up here. Come on. I know that you want to. You're just too shy and far too sophisticated to partake in this immaturity."
"You're right. I am not going to jump on your parents' bed."
"Suit yourself." Erin continues to jump up and down. Her small breasts bounce up and down as she moves up and down. She is dressed in her pajamas already: light pink pajama bottoms and a matching pink tank top, with no bra underneath. It is a bit frigid in the house, and her nipples are very visible through the thin fabric. "Oh, how fun this is! I wish you would join me!"
"Never."
Erin jumps off the bed and grabs Jenna and twirls her around. "Dance with me, my lady! Oh dance with me! Let us dance!"
"What the fuck is up with you? You're acting so queer. Jesus. Did something happen? Or are you just dealing with death this way?"
"Are you kidding? I am just on top of the world!" 'After getting her pussy licked on a desk, who wouldn't be on the top of the world?' she thinks to herself. "You need to lighten up, let loose. Hey, I know final exams and the show coming up is really making things stressful, but all the more reason to snap out of this and do something crazy. Be 'crazy,' as you say I am. Come on."
"Well, I guess maybe I could loosen up a tiny bit," Jenna concedes.
II
'I could loosen you up a little bit,' Erin thinks. Jenna is the polar opposite of Erin. She is very tall, close to six feet, with long golden hair and bright blue eyes. Her figure is very curvy, with rather large breasts and a round behind. While Erin has dated Josh for two years, Jenna has not dated anyone. In fact, Jenna has never dated anyone in her life. Though she is incredibly attractive, she tends to be very reserved and not very social. When they go to dances, Jenna, Josh, and Erin tend to go as a threesome. As a result of her dating Josh, her and Jenna's relationship has been a little strained and certainly is not as strong as it once was. Still, they meet every Friday night for a girl's night out.
After her escapades with Ms. Rivera, Erin feels differently about everything, mainly Josh. Josh has been a wonderful boyfriend to her, but just looking at Veronica did more for Erin than anything sexual she had ever participated in with Josh. Moreover, this experience allowed her to look freely at other people and critically at other relationships in her life. For instance, Jenna. No one could look at Jenna and not see that she was probably the prettiest young woman she would ever meet. Jenna was hot. Jenna is hot. Erin deliberates about this newly admitted thought of her friend for a few minutes as they dance around. Her friend is beautiful, and Erin, for the first time, is horny and incredibly full of desire.
The question really is, does Jenna have bisexual tendencies? Could she like girls? Perhaps she did not date anyone because she really loved women. That was a thought. Erin does not want to do anything, though, that could ruin their relationship. On one hand, they had a beautiful, intimate friendship that she would not sacrifice for anything in the world. Yet, Jenna is so beautiful and delicious looking...and, Erin has to admit, making her a bit turned-on.
Finding out if she had these tendencies could be a bit tricky and problematic. First of all, once Erin reaches a particular point, it is, in fact, a point of no return. She cannot take back what she says or does to Jenna. Does she want to go through with this? Isn't a friendship enough for her? Wasn't getting eaten out seven hours ago enough for her?
As they continue to spin in a circle, Jenna laughing and shouting at Erin, Erin looks at her beautiful body and decides she must try. The worst that can happen, she rationalizes, is that Jenna could decline her offer. No hard feelings. They had talked about gays before, and both of them were big advocates of gay rights. Jenna was not homophobic, by any means. Oh, to kiss her lips and make her feel so soft. Soft. As Veronica had made her feel soft.
Men could kiss women, and Erin had to admit, Josh was pretty good at it. But only when women kiss other women do they truly know what they desire, and where they want it, what they feel when they touch. Men guess. Women know how to be so soft...Veronica knew how to be so soft and touch Erin at just the right times.
Oh, Erin cannot wait to go back and see about her next assignment. Though, for now, her quest is simple: seduce Jenna. To do this, she is willing to consult anything and everything and stoop to whatever she needs to in order to get what she desires.
"Stop a second. Stop." Erin stops spinning with Jenna.
"What? Why stop? We were just getting started."
"Oh, I know. But I just had a thought."
"Another thought? You are full of those tonight."
"My parents aren't home, you know. And remember what a liquor cabinet they have downstairs?"
"Yes...I do recall..."
"What do you think if we just take a taste? Come on. They will never even notice that any of the liquor is gone. No harm done. We won't be excessive or anything. Just a taste."
"Hey, you don't have to rationalize. I'm up for it."
Erin is taken aback by her friend's newfound audacity. "Serious?"
"Totally. Let's go for it."
Both girls giggle, and arm in arm, head down to the kitchen again. Erin opens the cabinet and finds stacks of alcohol bottles. "Well, hon, take your pick."
"Gosh, do I really have to choose?"
"Just close your eyes and point. Whatever you pick, I'll pour into a glass."
Jenna closes her eyes and reaches out to touch a bottle. "There."
"Let's see what you got." Erin pulls the bottle out and reads the label. "White Zinfandel."
