A Fairy Tale Part 2

"You guys are sick." Amy said finally, moving a little faster then to
finish her shower as quickly as she could.

"That wasn't very cool." I frowned.

"Yeah it was." Denise laughed. "She'll be thinking about it now, you'll
see."

"I don't know." I said, standing up and sighing. I wasn't totally
embarrassed, but I was a little just because I sorta wished Amy would like
me. Well, I really wished she'd love me, but I'd settle for like.

"A girl like that just needs to get it into her head. Like a forbidden
fruit deal." Denise took the razor out of my hand. "You'll thank me later
when she asks you to do it."

"You're high." I laughed, taking Denise's place under the shower as she got
to her knees, reaching for the shaving cream.

"Trust me." Denise said. "I fucked half the cheerleaders in high school
like that."

"You liar!" I giggled.

"I swear! I like tried everything and then one day, I just asked one if I
could suck her pussy."

"What did she say?"

"No." Denise shrugged. "But like a week later, she asked me if I really
wanted to do it."

"Oh yeah?" I thought about that for a second. "It worked?"

"Like a charm." Denise nodded and she was working that greenish cream into
white foam. "See, you never tried to pick up a girl, you always let some
dyke hit on you."

"So?"

"So, if you wanna be queer you gotta learn to be queer." Denis grinned up
at me. "Hold still now, I never did this before."

"Watch out for my clit!" I said, watching Amy leave the shower, wrapping
that pink towel around her perfect body, giving us a brief look and little
else.

"I am, I am...Jesus. Hold still, I said." Denise told me. "If I cut
something off, it's your fault."

"That's not funny."