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Maranda and I laughed together, sitting on the couch with a bag of chips and a card game between us. "The best part was that he didn't realize it was me!" she told me, and we laughed harder. "That's crazy." I told her as we calmed down. "Yea. So anyway, whats up?" she asked, picking her cards up and continuing with the game of rummy we had been playing. "Not much, just trying to get ready for school and stuff. I can't believe we're in freaking high school already, ya know?" "Yeah. It seems like just yesterday we were trading lunches in 2nd grade because I liked ppj and you liked turkey and cheese." I giggled. "We still do that." "Oh yea."

"So, do you remember that guy Sean or whatever?" she asked me as I discarded a 6 of clubs. Instantly she snatched it up and played it with a 5 and 7. "Uh, sure I guess. I mean I remember the face and name but not so much of the guy himself. Why?" "Because," she explained "the other day at the mall I saw him watching you in that one store when you were trying that skirt on." I blushed slightly. "You sure it was him?" I asked. She nodded. "He was behind the clearance rack, pretending to look at clothes while he really watched you." She then glanced up at me.

"You okay?" I asked her after a moment, and she looked back at her cards. "Yeah, I'm fine.. Hey Danni?" "Yeah?" She hesitated a moment before speaking. "Do- do you like him?" I paused, thinking. "Not- exactly... Why?" She then blushed slightly and looked back down at her cards. I looked at her a long moment. When she looked back up, she was blushing more. "What are you looking at?" she asked, and I only blinked. Then it hit me. "Maranda, are.. Are you jealous?" Her cheeks darkened. "Of him? Of course not!" Now it was my turn to blush in surprise. "I- I meant of me.. Why would you be jealous of hi-" and then I stopped. She narrowed her eyes slightly, then widened them as she realized what she said the moment I did.

There was a long silence between us as I stared at my life-long friend. "Do you mean to tell me.. that you're.." I started, but was unable to finish. "I'm sorry.." She started. "I didn't want to tell you, not yet. I was so worried that you would reject me, laugh at me.. Hate me.. I wanted to tell you, I really did. I just wasn't sure when the right time would be." She moved closer. "I noticed some time around 7th grade that I felt different around you than with others. In my eyes, you were prettier than all the other girls, and i enjoyed being with you more than with guys. The more time I spent with you, the more I found myself becoming quite fond of you.." She then slowly leaned in and kissed me gently.

I felt her lips on mine. They were surprisingly soft and warm. we parted a moment and each took a soft breath. After this slight pause, we both leaned in and met in the middle, bringing our lips together once more. One of her hands softly held the side of my neck, her other holding one of my hands. My mind was racing with confusion, surprise, and enjoyment that only added to the confusion and surprise. She started to lean in closer and without thinking, I pushed our card game off the couch and out of the way. What am I doing? I've never looked at another girl in this way, much less my own friend! Yet here we are.

She worked her way over and pressed her body into me more, her tongue parting my lips and greeting my own. Unintentionally I made a sound of gratification, and in turn she pressed into me until my back was on the couch. There was a moment when we stopped kissing and our eyes met. Her eyes were asking if I wanted to continue, asking if I was liking it or if I wanted her to stop. My eyes told her I wanted more. Taking the hint, we kissed again. This time I was more into it. She was on top of me now, one of her legs between mine while her hands began to explore my body.

Her hands found my breast and she lightly cupped one a moment before sliding her hands down my sides and hooking them up under my shirt. Soft fingers grazed my stomach, bringing forth goosebumps. Upon reaching my bra, I took a short breath through our kissing. I could feel my nipples hardening beneath the small bit of clothing left between me and her wandering touch. For a moment, I feared she may have felt my rapid heart when she again separated our lips. "We can stop now, if you like. Before it's too late?" she offered, her voice soft and understanding. Unsure of how else to say what I wanted to, I simply lifted my head and this time it was I who met her lips, bringing a look of surprise before excitement.

Anxious fingers pressed under me and I arched my back so they could explore. After a moment of feeling however, they came back to the front and my friend looked at me. "No clip?" she panted out softly, both a question and a statement. "Its in the front." I told her, reaching for it. Putting her hand on mine, she stopped me. "I want to do it." she replied before kissing me once more. Fingers felt at the odd clip at my front before I slid my fingers in too and guided her just enough to show her what needed to be done. Once she opened my bra, my breasts were greeted with the cool air and my already tightening nipples hardened more.

Her hand lightly cupped one of my breasts on the bottom to the side, simply feeling its size. I couldn't help but want more, so I arched into her hand slightly. She then slid to the front and felt my nipple, rolling it between her fingers a little before giving my breast a decent squeeze. A soft moan escaped my lips and she smiled, kissing me even deeper. I had never looked at my friend in this way, or imagined she and I doing such a thing as we are now. However, I must admit, I'm enjoying this way more than I would have ever expected. Her hand now simply rested on my breast, my body didn't want her to stop. I put my hand over hers and curled my fingers, silently telling her that I wanted her to keep feeling me. She shifted her position slightly as to access my breasts easier and her leg grazed between mine. Until then, I hadn't even realized how wet I was getting from this all.