Author's note: Hey everyone! Here's the second chapter for "The Good Deed".
I would like to thank "AdventurousLover" for reading my draft and confirming that is was in good shape. (Sorry for being a pain by the way.)
Unless I'm inspired or asked to write additional chapters by several people, this will be my last chapter for this story. Feel free to review, comment, and favorite.
Thanks and enjoy!
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Megan sits on her bed and looks at her cell phone as it lights up on her nightstand.
She stares at it. "Courtney...she actually texted me."
She quickly picks up her phone and reads Courtney text: "Thanks for the sex yesterday, Ms. Poland!"
She smiles, her hand hovering over the keyboard. "Um...," she says to herself.
Suddenly her white and yellow Birman cat jumps unto the foot bed, making Megan jump in place, yell lightly, and then laugh. The reflex action makes her cat quickly jump off the bed.
"Sorry April."
Megan texts back: "You can call me Megan outside of school Courtney. And you're welcome."
"It's naughtier when I call you Ms. Poland. What are you doing right now?"
"I was about to go sleep."
"Why, it's only ten? Saving your energy for me?"
Megan smiles as she immediately texts: "You're bad."
"No, I'm horny. Send some inspiration my way?"
"Inspiration?"
"You didn't ask me what I was doing."
Megan laughs at the winking smiley face Courtney sends. Megan then texts: "What do I get?"
"I'll send something hot."
Megan looks over her wrinkled pajamas and socks with bunny designs. Megan texts: "One minute."
Megan jumps off her bed, runs to her clothes drawer, and quickly looks through it. "Ok...not that...that's too formal...that should have gone into the wash...perfect!"
She takes out and switches into a black bra and matching panties. Then she puts on a white button shirt, buttoning it low enough to show a little cleavage.
She then goes into the bathroom and combs her hair. She smiles as April looks at her. "I have to make my hair look neat and give it some body."
Just before she puts the comb down and prepares to apply red lipstick, April meows and she laughs. "I'm not going to lie to you April, this is for an added trampy effect."
As she runs back to the bedroom, April meows at her. She looks at April and says, "Don't judge me."
Megan quickly straightens the sheets on her bed, scaring April enough to walk closer to the door. Megan then lies on the bed and takes several poses with her phone. April meows at her.
"Don't judge me April!"
She looks over the pictures and picks the one of her lying on her stomach, showing cleavage, a little of her backside, and none of her stomach.
She sends the picture with the text: "Worth the wait?"
After a minute, Courtney texts back: "Damn! There is no dislike button for this picture."
"Thanks."
Courtney sends her pictures and Megan's mouth is open. The first picture is Courtney standing in front of the bathroom mirror.
"April, you should see this. She's wearing only tight pink Victoria Secret pants and she's covering her breasts with her free arm...tease. But her lips are puckered...cutie. The second picture is Courtney showing off her ass...wearing a black g-string...oh boy." Megan immediately texts: "Now I am going to do something on this bed now."
"Nice."
"Before I do...want to do something tomorrow?"
"Sure, where do you want to go?"
Megan says to herself, "Um, my bedroom, a hotel, anywhere with a bed...but since I don't want to come off as a creep..." Megan texts: "We could go to Red Riding Hood's bowling? I'll pay off course." Megan wonders if someone Courtney's age even went out bowling.
"You better! Just kidding, that's fine. But you're going down sucker!"
Megan smiles with relief and does a fist pump. "Yes!" Megan looks down at April staring at her. "What April? What?"
April simply walks out of the room.
"Freaking cat."
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Megan sitting next to Courtney at a booth table, Megan isn't really paying attention paying attention to the words coming out of Courtney's mouth as Courtney flicks her hair, fiddles with her chain necklace that hangs just above her loose blue racerback tank top, or plays with her stylish cuffed short blue jean shorts.
"Why don't you kiss me already?"
"What...wait...what?"
Courtney smiles. "Kiss me or pretend to listen to me some more, your choice."
Megan immediately kisses until their order of nacho covered tortilla chips and cups of water are brought to their table. Courtney immediately grabs a chip with a good amount of cheese.
Courtney says before eating the chip, "Do you want to get lucky tonight?"
"Ok...that's not even a question. Check please!"
"Stop it," Courtney says, elbowing Megan.
They kiss and then feed each other chips. And in her moment of nacho cheese and emotional bliss, Megan looks across the aisle and sees two of her friends coming straight towards her table.
"Be prepared for a meet and greet," Megan says as she waves with fake enthusiasm. "The woman on the right is Dianna. She's Saudi-American. Despite her wearing the pink Ted Baker Jersey top and tight jeans that shape her big hips and backside like a beauty queen, she's couple's therapist. So, don't let her pull you in a personal discussion with her beautiful, dark...sensual...eyes." Megan clears her throat.
"She's vain, pushy, and you have a girl crush on her...I get it."
Megan turns to Courtney and watches her grin. She kisses Courtney's cheek. "The one of the left, Dianna's partner, is Lisa. And yes, she's wearing a gray fedora hat to match her grey buttoned shirt, grey tie, slim black pants, and stylish Prada shoes. She's also my best friend and the lead singer of a small band that plays in bars and clubs. So...I allow her to dress...interestingly."
"Be nice to both, gotcha." Courtney laughs lightly as they wipe their hands with paper napkins.
As her friends approach the table, Megan stands up. "Hey Lisa, look at you! "You're still skinny as a stick." Megan smiles while hugging Lisa; their hug is firm, but brief.
"I know, I'm hot stuff," Lisa jokes.
Megan turns to Dianna. "Hey you...I love those pink flats you are wearing," Megan says before exchanging cheek kisses and a light hug.
Dianna says, "Ten percent off the full price, because I'm me."
"And yet I still paid for them," Lisa added.
"And then I thanked you wearing only them that same night, sweetie."
