“Bella what the fuck?”
I felt someone nudging me as I opened my eyes blinking furiously against the bright sun.
“Stop Kate…fuck me! I’m awake.” I complained swatting at Katie’s foot that was prodding at my ass.
I rolled over onto my back and stretched, my muscles and back aching from a night spent in an awkward pile on my floor. I looked up and saw the TV had timed out and was just a silent black screen. I frowned slightly. I had fallen asleep with Edward last night. That was embarrassing.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes trying to focus.
“What the hell are you doing on the floor?” Katie asked standing over me her slender hands resting on a set of curvy hips. She was wearing a pair of short boy shorts that left little to the imagination and a too small wife beater.
“What are you wearing?” I asked tugging on her boyshorts hoping for a diversion. “You are such a slut.”
“Cute right?” She asked turning around and showing me her perky ass. “But don’t distract me with flattery. You were on Xbox live last night. Who with?”
So much for distraction. I thought standing up and attempting to pull the headset out of my tangled hair. It was pretty stuck and Katie had to help unwind my hair from around the cord and mic.
“I couldn’t sleep. So I jumped on for some Peggle.” I explained not wanting to offer any more information.
“Just a lonely game of Peggle huh?” Katie asked suspiciously. “What’s with the headset and mic then?”
I rolled my eyes at her. Thankfully she let the whole thing slide even though I know she knew more than what she was letting on. Not much got past Katie. That was why I loved her and hated her at the same time.
“Well until you are ready to fucking disclose your super secret online friend then I will just have to show you the amazing threads I brought for us to wear today.” She clapped her hands excitedly and skipped over to her pile of bags on the floor and started rooting around in them tossing clothes all over my floor.
I lay down onto the bed and yawned while I watched her.
“Alright, for you my pretty little Call of Duty vixen I have a camo skirt and camo green crop top complete with knee high combat boots. And for me…oh for me…I have slightly slutty modified Halo Scout combat armor.”
She proudly held up several pieces of a costume that looked like something out of a ridiculous sci-fi porno.
I laughed. “I’m going to walk like…ten paces ahead of you. I do not want people to know I’m with the Halo whore.”
“Bitch.” She smiled throwing me my costume. I turned the fabric over in my hands and grinned approvingly. It was a hot little outfit and I honestly couldn’t wait to put it on.
She sat down next to me on the bed and leaned her head against my shoulder.
“I really miss you Nymphella.” She whispered reaching her hand over weaving her fingers with mine.
“I miss you too.” I sighed pressing my lips to her temple. Katie and I had been through a lot together. We had been in rehab twice; both times for ninety days. Ninety days for a sex addict is complete and utter torture. Masturbation only gets you so far. You crave the physical connection with another person and more than anything you crave the hunt.
During my first stint at rehab I had only been there a few weeks when Katie had started a hunt of her own and I had been her prey. We were not lesbians. In fact, we both strongly preferred cock to taco but when you have no other option you start to get desperate. Four weeks in at that point, Katie had gotten desperate.
She had started by flirting here and there. Being sweet and funny and spending time with me every second of every day. Then at some point something changed. Either I caved because of her pressure, or the lack of sex had finally taken its toll on my resolve and I lost the ability to say no.
Most would think that this kind of relationship was twisted or dark and dangerous; but for us it only brought us closer. We had found a way to deal with our addiction. It wasn’t the most mentally healthy option, but it allowed us to cope. I’m sure it would be almost impossible for the normal non sex addict to understand the level of our connection, but I didn’t care. She was my Katie, my support, the only person who knew even my deepest darkest secrets. She saved my life in rehab. I’m positive that had she not pursued me I would have ended my life a long time ago. I loved her in a way I could never love another person.
I felt her shift her position on the bed and she lifted her chin slightly. I felt her press her warm lips to mine and my heart skipped several beats. Without hesitation I turned into her, opened my mouth and quickly and eagerly deepened the kiss. I loved the way she tasted and how soft her lips were. I missed this as much as I missed her. I felt her tongue against mine and I heard her moan softly as she buried her hands in my hair.
We didn’t stop for a long time and when she finally pulled away from me we were both gasping for air. She looked up at me her face flushed.
“Wow.” She cleared her throat. “Sorry. I wasn’t planning on that. I just sort of missed you.”
“It’s ok.” I sighed laughing. “I missed you too.”
“Alright, enough of that.” She stood up quickly and threw her hands in the air. “Let’s go find some gamer boys! I need a dick so bad right now I might just hump a COD dude.”
“Wow Kate. That’s slumming for you isn’t it?”
“Totally slumming.” She picked up her costume and headed for the bathroom. “I call dibs on the shower!”
I waved her off and lay back on the bed hoping to get a quick snooze in before she came back. I closed my eyes and tried to think of nothing but there was an annoying little voice in my head that kept buzzing its way to the forefront.
He had been so sweet last night it was unreal. He had stayed online with me until I fell asleep talking about nothing at all. It hadn’t been all boring though. I did learn a little bit about him. His dad was the only Veterinarian in town and he was an only child. He wanted to be a video game tester after high school and maybe eventually design his own games. His best friend was Jacob Black and he lived on the Quileute reservation in La Push. His favorite movies were Grandmas Boy and Goonies. He liked heavy rock, some metal, and a little bit of trance and techno. I had found him interesting and funny and I hated myself for falling asleep on him without saying goodbye.
I hoped I would see him today at GameCon. I hoped he would see me in my outfit. This thought made me sit bolt upright. I needed to get ready. I needed to look hot.
I kicked a perturbed Katie out of the shower and started the primping process.
In just under two hours we were ready to go. We had our costumes on under another layer of normal looking clothes so Charlie wouldn’t ask any questions.
“Hey Dad!” I yelled as we both tore down the stairs. I felt Katie slam into my back as I slid to a stop at the bottom of the stairs. And we both burst into excited giggles. “We are headed to Port Angeles. We are going shopping and then to lunch ok?”
“Just be back before dark ok?” I heard Charlie say from the kitchen.
I walked in and saw that he was cleaning his gun at the kitchen table his expression slightly skeptical. I can’t say I blamed him. I was a conniving sex addicted teenage girl. I was shocked he was even letting me out of the house.
“Deal.” I leaned over and kissed his cheek.
“Bye Charlie.” Katie said seductively leaning over and kissing his cheek her tits brushing his arm. I saw Charlie shift uncomfortably.
“You girls have fun.” He grumbled turning his attention back to his gun.
When we got out onto the front porch I shoved Katie. “What the fuck was that? Don’t get all creeper on my dad!”
“What?” She shrieked shrugging. “He’s cute! That moustache, and the flannel…mmmm. Oh and the gun. I’ll polish his gun anytime.”
“So gross.” I made a gagging sound and glowered at her. “You are such a dirty skank.”
She shrugged as she yanked open the truck door. “Yup. But that is why you love me.”
“You ready for this shit?” I asked feeling my whole body tingle with excitement. I briefly wondered if I were more excited to go to the convention or see Edward? I quickly pushed the thought from my mind as Katie squealed excitedly.
“GameCon…here we come!!!!”
As we pulled out of the driveway I plugged my iPod into the stereo and cranked up the volume.
Suckin’ on my titties like you wanted me callin’ me all the time….
Friday, 26 February 2010
Chapter Nine: Sometimes Its Okay To Like Tacos
“Bella what the fuck?”