Laurie and Jennifer each carried a bag from Jennifer's dorm room down to Laurie's silver Mustang convertible. It was a warm day for November, so Laurie had driven down from Arlington with the top down. As Jennifer tossed her laundry bag into Laurie's back seat and Laurie followed by laying Jennifer's suitcase next to it, Laurie said, "Your roommate seemed less tense than she did the last time I came and saw you."
"Did she," Jennifer said as she slid into the passenger seat and Laurie took her place behind the wheel.
"Yeah," Laurie said. "Considerably less tense."
Jennifer giggled as Laurie put the car in drive and pulled away from the curve. She glanced at Jennifer who was still giggling and smiled as she said, "You two hooked up, didn't you."
Jennifer just giggled some more as she found Laurie's pack of Marlboro Reds in the glove box and dug through the regular cigarettes until she found one of the joints she knew Laurie would have hidden with them. As Jennifer used the car's lighter to put fire to the joint, Laurie said, "I've got some blow in my purse if you want to stop and do a couple of lines."
Jennifer shook her and sucked deeply on the weed. After she could no longer hold the smoke in her lungs, she let it out and said, "This is fine with me."
She took another long pull on the joint and then held it to Laurie's lips so her friend wouldn't have to take a hand off the steering wheel. After Laurie had drawn as much marijuana smoke into her lungs as was humanly possible, she held her toke for a minute and then blew the remains in Jennifer's face. Jennifer giggled some more.
"God, you're goofy today," Laurie said. "Have you already been smoking some shit?"
Jennifer shook her head and said, "Nope, but me and Becky sucked our pussies until we were out of juice for about two hours before you showed up."
"Damn," Laurie said. "I didn't think that little honey was up for it."
"She is."
"Tell me the whole story about how you nailed her and I'll even let you drive."
Jennifer took another hit on the joint, coughed as she held the smoke in too long, giggled some more when she finished coughing and said, "Deal, bitch. Pull the fuck over."
"Yeah, right," Laurie said. "Maybe after I hear the story."
"I can drive you know."
"I didn't say you couldn't," Laurie said. "But this is my 'stang."
"Shit," Jennifer said as she tossed the residual of the joint out of the car. "It's just a car."
"True," Laurie said. "But it's MY car."
Jenny laughed. "You got me there. What are we doing tonight?"
"We could have a little party at my place."
"Sounds cool," Jenny said. "Who you inviting?"
"You."
Jenny laughed again. "That's a start."
Laurie laughed too. "Taylor went to England with Frankie. Howie is in town, so my sister will be shacked up with him. We could go over to Cleo's."
"Cleo's cool."
"She's always got good blow."
Jennifer rolled her eyes and said, "Would you forget about that shit? It's going to kill you one of these days."
Laurie shrugged and said, "Wasn't planning to live forever; but since you are, we could just soak in her hot tub if you want."
"Oh yeah," Jennifer said. "I love her hot tub."
"Cool," Laurie said. "We can hit some balls first. They've got the court right there on the estate."
"Gee, Laurie," Jennifer said. "I play tennis every fucking day."
"Scared I'll beat you."
"Of course not."
"I'm pretty good, Jenny. I used to play in high school too."
"But I play in college."
"Only because your mom is friends with someone that knows the coach and pulled some strings to get you a scholarship."
"Fuck you, Laurie. Yes. Coach Reardon is married to my mom's sales manager's brother, but she still gave me the scholarship because I can play. If I couldn't play, she never would have."
"So play me tonight."
"I'll tell you what," Jennifer said. "Let me toss the snowflake you've got in your purse out of the car right now, and I'll play tennis with you tonight."
Laurie looked horrified. "Why the fuck would you want to do that?"
"So, you can prove to me that the stuff doesn't rule your life."
"It doesn't rule my life, Jenny; but throwing that shit out the window would mean I sucked that cock this morning for free."
Jenny rolled her eyes and said, "Oh, in that case, I see your point."
*
Sandy Gordon dropped her purse on her desk and answered the ringing phone. "Hudson Pharmaceuticals."
"Mr. Hudson wants you in his office."
Shit, Sandy thought. "He say what he wants, Carmen?"
"What does he always want?"
"Fuck," Sandy said softly. "I should have gone into real estate."
"You don't have to do it, you know," Carmen said.
"Yeah I do," Sandy said. "And you know it. But, you know what. Fuck it. And Fuck him."
"You sure about that, Sandy," Carmen asked?
"Yep," Sandy said. "It's after five. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and I'm leaving. If he asks where I am, tell him I went to Baptist Memorial."
*
Laurie pulled off of I-35 at a little town called Temple and parked at a McDonald's so she could run inside and use the bathroom. Jennifer wasn't as desperate to go as Laurie was, so she followed her at a calm stroll. When Jennifer stepped into the ladies room, Laurie was standing outside of the single stall hopping from one foot to the other. Jennifer giggled at the sight of her friend in agony.
"Shut up, Jenny," Laurie said. "I'm about to hop up and pee in the sink."
"I'm almost done," a voice from inside the stall called. "Don't do anything drastic."
Laurie and Jennifer both laughed, but as soon as they heard the toilet being flushed and saw the door open; Laurie grabbed Jennifer's hand and, the very second the handsome black woman with a shift manager's uniform on exited the stall, Laurie pulled Jennifer inside with her.
They heard the black woman laughing as she washed her hands at the same sink Laurie had threatened to pee in. As Laurie was dropping her shorts to the floor, Jennifer said, "You need some help, or did you just bring me in here to watch?"
Simultaneously, while Laurie was dropping her shorts, she sat on the toilet; and almost before she even finished sitting down, the urine began to flow. Laurie sighed and said, "That feels so fucking good."
Jennifer couldn't help laughing and saying, "You'd think you were cumming the way you're carrying on."
Laurie opened her legs wider to give Jennifer a good view and said, "You like?"
Jennifer blushed as she watched the steady stream of pee flow out of Laurie's pussy and nodded.
Laurie smiled. "Turns you on, doesn't it?"
Jennifer's blush deepened and she nodded again.
"Take your shirt off," Laurie said. "Let me see those tits."
Jennifer hesitated, but at Laurie's urging pulled her maroon and black Texas State University tee shirt over her head and laid it over the toilet paper dispenser. Jennifer's firm melons fell into view and she fidgeted with the anticipation of what was to come. Laurie reached out to touch them and squeezed them together, loving how heavy they were. Loving the way Jennifer's nipples responded and grew with her touch. Loving the way they looked like pink gumdrops.
Laurie finished peeing and Jennifer leaned forward so Laurie could take a nipple in her mouth and begin to suck. Jennifer gasped and sucked in her breath as Laurie worked the nipple with her tongue. Jennifer reached below and undid the buttons to Laurie's brown sleeveless blouse and softly massaged Laurie's breasts as Laurie switched nipples and began to suck the other one. Laurie's breasts were smaller than Jennifer's but Jennifer still loved the way they felt in her hands.
As Jennifer kneeled down and was about to meet her lips to Laurie's, they both jumped with a start as they heard a fist pounding on the door of the stall and an elderly female voice saying, "What the hell is going on in there? I've got to go and you girls are in there moaning like you're in heat."
They both began laughing and quickly pulled their shirts to cover their bouncing boobs and ran out of the stall to Laurie's car.
*
Sandy found the door to Cleo's office open and tapped on the glass to get her attention. Cleo looked up from the chart she'd been reviewing and smiled widely at her friend's presence. "Sandy," she said. "I haven't seen you in forever."
"I know," Sandy said as she sat in the chair across from Cleo's desk. "I went to New York for a couple of weeks at the beginning of the month, but Scott's back in Iraq so I came home."
"Workaholic like you," Cleo said. "I'm surprised you took the time off."
"You're one to talk," Sandy said. "Look at that stack of charts on your desk. Those all your patients?"
Cleo shook her. "Nope, but as chief resident, I have to review the charts of all the surgical resident's patients everyday."