“No, I can’t,” I say and try to escape, but my body won’t move. She kisses my chest, neck and stomach, I moan. It feels so good; she’s offering herself to me, no strings attached. Why not? With Alice, it’ll be just sex, raw, pure, lust driven sex. I’ll regret this in the morning for sure, but my body was screaming out for attention. In a split second I decide. I flip Alice over and I ravish her body, all the while I’m thinking of Tina.

“Yes, Bette, fuck!”

“No talking,” I command as I proceed to rip the rest of our clothes off. As I continue to ravish her body, something inside me is screaming no, but I ignore it and I push that to the side. I continue to fuck Alice all the while Tina was in the back of my mind. After we finished, Alice passed out and I faintly remember falling asleep with tears rolling down my face.

I woke the next morning to my doorbell being rung. I grimaced as I felt the rings in my head reverberating in my brain. I gripped my head and sighed, I hadn’t had a hangover like this since I was in college. I sit up to find myself naked, and I panic, I look over to a disheveled head of blonde hair. Fuck. I look closer and it was Alice. Fuck! The bell rang again once more and I slide out of bed and throw a shirt and boxer shorts on. I slowly walk through the house and noticed that Shane had put herself on the couch. I walk to the front door just as the doorbell sounded again.

“H-hi,” I stuttered as I opened the door, I grimaced as the sunlight hit my face.

“Hangover huh,” Tina asked and smiled.

“Yeah first one in about three years,” I say and chuckle, “what are you doing here?”

“Well I wanted to talk about what happened last night and,” she started then paused.

“What,” I asked and she looked passed me and I turned to find Alice had stopped dead in her tracks, with a sheet wrapped around her, “fuck.”

“And never mind, seems we don’t need to talk,” Tina said, backing away and Alice hurried back down the hall.