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 Naiya's Fresh Start by pointless () any and all feedback welcome and deeply
appreciated.

   Codes: FF, college, first time lesbian, light tribbing, oral, fingering,
pot smoking.



   Author's Note: This is the fourth story in a series that begins with
"Macy's Crush" and "Ashlee and Naiya's Sleepover" and is directly preceded
by "A Sudden Change".  For the most part I feel this story should be
capable of standing on its own, but please feel to read those as well if
you find that I am wrong in my assumption.  If you enjoy this one I have no
doubt that you will enjoy those as well.  If you don't... oh, well.  Either
way, any and all constructive feedback is appreciated and very welcome and
thank you in advance for reading my story.

   Disclaimer: Any and all characters in this story engaging in any sexual
acts are at least eighteen years of age.



   Naiya didn't deserve to be happy.  After the way she'd broken Ashlee's
heart she knew she deserved nothing but pain and suffering until the end of
time.  Nothing she could do would ever make that right.  She'd betrayed her
best friends trust, destroyed her innocence and she did it all for what
turned out to be a sexually and emotionally disappointing one week fling
with her ex-boyfriend who didn't even care about anything besides getting
her into bed to use her and then throw her away liked he'd always done.

   Honestly, as far as Naiya was concerned she'd deserved that, too.  It
turned out to be exactly what she'd needed to show her that she truly was a
stupid, foolish little girl who really should've known better than to throw
the perfect relationship with the perfect girl away just because she didn't
want to be gay or bisexual or whatever she was.  She still wasn't sure,
but, really, she no longer cared.  All she knew was that the one person who
had ever made her feel truly happy and complete was no longer hers because
Naiya simply didn't deserve her.

   Even she met someone even half as good as Ashlee Naiya just knew she'd
never be worthy of them.  How could she be?  No one could ever love her
after the horrible things she had done.  Even if someone could she wouldn't
deserve that love.  Besides, there was no one in the world who could
possibly love her like Ashlee did.

   At least that`s how Naiya felt in the brief tumultuous time between
leaving for school and ruining her own life with cowardly decisions. 
Luckily, she was dead wrong bout at least one thing: There was at least one
other person who made her feel the same way that Ashlee did and who loved
her even knowing what she'd done.  Another girl, in fact, but still, even
after having her in her life almost from the moment she'd left home, Naiya
really couldn't see how she'd been granted the chance to have her, to be
with her and love her.  In fact, for a long time her guilt and the fear she
would only end up somehow sabotaging this new, wonderful and absolutely
perfect relationship just as she done to her relationship with Ashlee had
made it almost impossible for her to even think of allowing anything of the
sort to happen.  Luckily for her Megan was too strong of a person to allow
Naiya's doubts and fears to get in the way of their happiness.

   It had been a hard fought battle, though, and even after Naiya had
finally given in and allowed Megan to claim victory over her heart she
couldn't help but be amazed at the love, the warmth and beauty of the
sweet, angelic goddess that Megan truly was.  Really, she should've known
better.  Even on their first meeting that day when all the freshman arrived
on campus and began filling up the dorm with their nervous, chaotic energy
and Naiya finally met Megan, the girl she would be sharing a room with at
least until the end of the year or until one of them got sick enough of the
other to request a change of roommates, she couldn't help but be stunned by
not only her beauty, but by the seemingly inexhaustible energy that just
seemed to hover about her at all times.

   This energy was especially shocking since at the time Naiya was almost
Megan's exact opposite in the energy department.  She carried her
depression with her everywhere she went almost wearing it like a badge.  It
was intentional.  She wanted everyone to know what a horrible and sad
person she was if only so they'd leave her alone and let her wallow in her
sadness because that was exactly what she deserved.  She didn't deserve any
friends, she didn't deserve any lovers, she didn't even deserve to be alive
and she definitely didn't deserve to have a pretty and friendly roommate
like the one she found waiting for her when she came to the door of their
dorm room and saw her standing their humming along to some song Naiya had
never heard before as she organized her clothes into a small dresser.

   What Naiya saw there in the split second before her step-father came
bumbling up behind her and blew her cover by loudly dropping the two rather
large and fairly heavy boxes in his arms in a sad, but amusing attempt to
impress all the young college girls wandering up and down the halls was
simply amazing.  No, stunning was a better word as she authentically
stunned for that brief moment when she managed to somehow take in Megan's
long, thin body perfectly outlined in her tight, black Ramone's t-shirt
that did nothing to hide her small, perky breasts and her tight, very
holey, very comfy looking blue jeans that almost showed just enough of the
soft, lightly tanned skin on Megan's thin, but shapely legs that Naiya's
heart almost skipped a beat despite her dreary and dark world view. 
Naiya's eyes were also drawn to Megan's cute, no, beautiful, oval of a face
top with lovely dark hair (that was at that moment tied back in a loose
ponytail) with it's large dark eyes and soft, full lips before she was
caught staring when Megan jumped and even squealed a little at the sound of
the boxes loudly smacking against the floor.

   "Uhh, sorry," Naiya's step-father said with just a touch of
embarrassment as he tried to catch his breath while Naiya looked at him and
shook her head.  He then quickly excused himself to go get some more boxes
out of the car leaving Naiya alone with her roommate who still looked a
little startled until Naiya forced herself to break the tension with an
introduction.

   "Ah, well I wondered when you'd get here," was Megan's initial response
before she introduced herself and then they awkwardly stared at each other
for a moment before Naiya started back out the door only to be stopped by
Megan continuing "So... do you need any help?  I've like been here since
like, fuck, I don't know.  I haven't plugged in my clock yet, but I'm
totally almost done and looks like your... Dad?..."

   "Step dad," Naiya corrected her.  It was not an unusual question since
her step father looked nothing like her being a pale white, red head with
freckles compared to Naiya's much darker brown complexion and her jet black
hair.

   "Ahh," Megan said before quickly adding almost without missing a beat.
"Well, it looks like your step dad is about to have a coronary, so I'd
totally be glad to help."

   "Sure, if you want," was Naiya's casual response and almost instantly
regretted the decision.  Not for any good reason, but because she was quick
to discover that Megan, who'd just assumed that Naiya, like herself, had
actually read everything the college had sent her and knew her name before
realizing she obviously hadn't and finally divulged her name as they made
their way to the first floor, was Naiya's exact polar opposite.  She was
bright, she was cheery and she was extremely friendly in a way that under
normal circumstances would've just drawn Naiya in.  Now, however, Naiya
found herself struggling against a strong urge to withdraw under the
assault of positive energy that was emanating from her roommate as they
unpacked her things from her step father's Jeep and then carried them up to
the room the effort apparently doing nothing to hinder Megan`s positive
outlook or ability to talk.

   By the time Naiya's step father finally satisfied himself that she was
good and left her alone with Megan Naiya was silently wishing for some way
to politely tell her to fuck off so she could be alone with her thoughts.
Megan, however, was completely oblivious as she tried her best to crack
through Naiya's shell and get to know her despite Naiya's constant refrain
of curt one word answers to even the friendliest inquiry.  Still, Megan
just seemed ignore the obvious as she kept plugging along and eventually
Naiya found her will to be sad lump of self pity weakening as she found
herself warming to Megan's personality.  Of course, there was a selfish
reason for this because after a good hour Megan finally asked what turned
out to be the right question.

   "So, look, I know we barely know each other, but since we're totally
stuck with each other at least until someone drops out or however it works
and this is like way fucking important I'm just gonna come right out and
ask: do you smoke?"
"Smoke what?" Naiya had answered in all innocence and was actually quite

confused when Megan smiled at her.

   "That is a yes," Megan said brightly and then added upon noting Naiya's
confused expression.  "Dude, weed."

   "Oh, duh," Naiya said as she smiled weakly feeling a bit dumb.  "Yeah,
that's a yes."

   "Thank fucking god.  I was totally worried I was going to get stuck with
some straight edge super Christian or something.  Not that I have anything
against Christians or anything, but you know what I mean, so yeah... the
next question is obviously do you wanna get high?  Please say yes, because
I`m going to regardless and if you don`t that`ll be so weird and this is
totally weird enough with the living with a stranger and everything, so
don`t make it weird and just say yes."

   "Uh, yeah, but..." Naiya said cautiously in part because she was still
getting used to Megan's convoluted and verbose speaking style, but also, as
Megan quickly picked up on, because she was still a tad unsure about their
surroundings.

   "Oh, don't worry about it.  I met the RA earlier and she basically came
right out and said that she didn't care as long as we aren't dumb about it,
you know light incense, cover the cracks in the door with towels or
whatever and stuff, so that's no big deal.  Also, no biggie if you don't
have any.  I totally stocked up before I left home `cause god only knows
when I'll find a connection here.  Well, a good one anyway, so yeah?"

   Megan didn't really expect an answer and she didn't wait for one as she
grabbed her backpack while instructing Naiya to lock the door and stick a
towel in the crack while she began to the process rolling a joint.  Naiya
got up to do just this, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the bag
that Megan pulled from her backpack.  It was absolutely amazing.  Naiya had
simply never seen that much weed in one place in her entire life.

   "Wow, you weren't kidding, were you?" Naiya said when Megan noticed she
wasn't moving and glanced at her oddly.

   "I never kid about smoke.  Everything else, yes, but weed?  Never."
Megan said, not bothering to hide her smile as Naiya continued to look at
her, obviously impressed.  "But, seriously, cover the doors.  We can gaze
in wonder at the weed once we're stoned.  Oh and there's some nag champa in
my desk drawer.  Feel free to grab it when you're done.  This stuff is
hardly the greatest, but it freakin' smells.  If we don't light some half
the potheads on campus will come over and this room is way too small for
that."

   Naiya couldn't help but chuckle a little at this impromptu speech.  Not
because it was funny, but more because it was just delivered in such an odd
and quirky fashion.  She had to admit that she was already beginning to
warm to Megan despite the fact that she really didn't want to.  As they got
down to the task of smoking the nice, almost perfect joint that Megan
rolled while continuing to speak volumes about nothing in particular this
feeling only continued to grow.

   It may have sounded odd if she were to speak the thought aloud, but one
of the things about Megan that she was starting to like the most was the
fact that she talked so damned much.  Sure, it had annoyed Naiya at first
when she was busy trying to be depressed, but not that she had relaxed she
was quickly learning there were some definite benefits to it.  Namely,
Megan's willingness to fill all the air in the conversation with her
apparently abundant reserve of random and odd, little thoughts left Naiya
completely free to just sit and listen without having to reveal too much
about herself because while Megan definitely seemed to be interested in
getting to know Naiya better her way of getting to know her obviously
didn't involve asking too many direct questions.

   At least not right away.  Not that night, nor the first couple of weeks
as they were far too busy with getting back into the idea of taking classes
(which, as it turned they shared three, but only took two of them at the
same time and beyond that, actually had quite a similar schedule time wise)
after a summer of marijuana fueled relaxation for Megan and stressful, life
changing, friendship ending self destruction for Naiya.  No, for awhile
there Naiya actually thought she might get away with being able to forget
the many mistakes she'd made over the summer as she made fast friends with
Megan as well as a few other friendly souls.

   Not that Naiya didn't reveal anything about her past.  She just didn't
have to and she definitely enjoyed this freedom to avoid discussing those
things that were truly painful for her.  Basically this involved not
talking about anything relating to Ashlee or Macy.  Max, though, was
actually easy to speak of and she'd done it more than once.  Honestly, she
found bitching about him to actually feel pretty damned good.  She actually
had Megan to thank for that.  She'd first mentioned him when Megan had been
bitching about her ex-boyfriend during one of their many hangout sessions.
Still, the information had not been forced out of her in the least and that
was nice.  It was very freeing to know that she was allowed to fill in the
blanks of her life on her own without having it dragged out of her by some
nosy busybody.

   Sadly, this didn't last forever.  One night when they both were
relatively free with Naiya no class the next day and Megan just having to a
little Art History class that she was so far doing great in even though she
kept showing up to class high the inevitable finally happened.  Well, not
the inevitable, because the way it all came about was actually quite a
freak occurrence.  In fact, if Megan hadn't accidentally wandered her way
into such a sore subject Naiya likely would've been amazed at her ability
to recall such a seemingly insignificant event.  Nonetheless, though, it
was still quite a jarring moment when Megan stunned with what to her could
only have been a perfectly innocent question

   "You know," Megan had started as she took a hit off of yet another joint
(the bag had since been sold off once Megan found a good connection with
much better weed) and then passed it to Naiya as she paused to hold in the
hit "I finally figured out something that's been bugging for like forever."

   "Yeah?" Naiya had responded absent mindedly as she took a hit herself.
"What's that?"

   "I finally figured why you seemed so familiar too me when I saw you.  We
totally met at orientation."

   "What?" the question was sincere.  Honestly, Naiya barely remembered
orientation.  It seemed like years ago, already.  What little she did
remember of it didn't involve really meeting anyone.  Of course, at the
time she really wouldn't have noticed if she had because she had been a
little bit distracted by Ashlee who had given her a ride as well as tagged
along and who at the time was still very much in love with her.  It was
also before the doubts that eventually drove Naiya to make the dumbest
decision of her young life starting creeping in.

   Of course, as Naiya asked that one word question she wasn't even
thinking of any of that.  She had finished her paper over an hour ago and
since then she'd be sitting on her bed next to Megan watching the Daily
Show and getting stoned.  Thinking wasn't exactly the easiest thing for her
at that moment and if Megan hadn't continued with her thought after finally
exhaling her hit Naiya likely would've completely forgotten what Megan had
been talking about by the time she took her next hit.  As fate would have
it, however, Megan continued.

   "Yeah, I didn't think you'd remember, but we totally met.  Well, we
didn't really meet, but I totally remembered seeing you there like `bam!'
today after class when I saw you wearing that Super Girl t-shirt and I was
like god, I want that shirt because I totally used to have one just like it
and I loved it and that`s when it clicked.  I totally saw you at
orientation.  You were like walking right next to me when we were touring
the campus and you were with this cute, little cheerleader type chick and
you were wearing that same fucking t-shirt and I totally thought the same
thing I thought today because, seriously I love that shirt and I am so
borrowing it from you as soon as possible.  Just fair warning, but...
anyway... who was that chick anyway?  Was she like your sister or
something?"

   "Umm," Naiya began as she was still struggling to decipher everything
that had just come flying out of her roommate's mouth.  She wasn't too
successful and eventually she just said "What?"

   "I'm not repeating all of that, but basically one: I want to borrow your
Super Girl t-shirt and two: who was that girl who came with you to
orientation?  You know who I'm talking about.  You guys like totally knew
each other because she was like the only person you talked to the whole
time, but she's like not here because me and Connie and Becky are like the
only people you hang out with and none of us knew each other before we got
here, so..."

   "Oh, that was..." and paused as she suddenly felt her heart begin to
sink.  She would have been lying if she'd said at that moment that that was
the first time she'd thought of Ashlee since she'd started to relax and
make the best of her fresh start with new people, but she'd managed so far
to keep those thoughts to herself and generally only suffered from them
late at night or when she was alone and it was safe to cry without being
questioned as to why.  Now, however, she was not alone and while she wasn't
on the verge of tears she definitely didn't want to think about Ashlee let
alone talk about her.  Still, she could think of no way to get out of
answering the question without it being weird, so, as Megan began to look
at her funny for taking so long to answer such a simple question Naiya
finally managed to say "...Ashlee.  That was Ashlee." in a soft, flat
voice.

   "Oh," was Megan initial and very uncharacteristically short response. 
At first, Naiya thought that would be it, but apparently Megan was just
getting ready to take another hit as a few seconds later she continued in a
voice that made it clear that she was holding in a hit "So who the hell was
she anyway?  You guys seemed really close, but like you never mention her."

   "She... She was just a friend..." Naiya responded, her voice even
quieter than before.  If Megan had noticed the change in tone she didn't
let it show as she continued to question Naiya in a light, airy and
friendly tone as if they were just talking about something incredibly
unimportant just to have something to talk about.  Of course, as far as she
knew this was true.  She talked about her old friends all the time and even
bitched about several of them often.  Nothing mean or cruel, but just for
the hell of it and to have something to say.

   "Was?" Megan continued before tapping Naiya on the shoulder as she tried
to pass her the joint.  When Naiya just sat there without responding while
staring into space with a dead expression on her face Megan finally began
to catch on that she might have hit a nerve.  "You okay, Naiya?  I'm not
like bugging you about some..."

   "I don't want to talk about it," Naiya interrupted bluntly and then
instantly felt bad about it.  When Megan meekly responded with a softly
spoken "Okay" followed after a short pause by "I'm sorry" Naiya felt even
worse.  As they both sat there in silence for a moment with Naiya feeling
bad about being so emotional and rude to such a nice person as Megan while
Megan was obviously wondering what exactly she'd done wrong Naiya just kept
feeling worse and worse about it until finally she took a deep breath and
gathered up as much strength as she could before she finally broke the
silence with a softly spoken voice "Can you keep a secret?"

   Megan, still looking slightly wounded actually managed to look a little
relieved as she nodded and then added "Of course I can.  I mean I know we
haven't known each other very long, but you're totally my friend.  If you
tell me something and tell me not to say anything my lips are sealed. 
Swear to god.  No one will ever know.  I mean, ugh, don't think you have to
tell me anything.  I mean, I feel like I'm almost begging for you tell me
and I totally do want to hear it, but I don't..."

   "I want to tell you.  I mean, I have to tell you at some point.  Well,
not... I don't know... it's just... fuck, okay, here goes..." Naiya said
and then covered her eyes for moment as she thought of the best way to say
it and then decided that blunt was best if only for clarities sake. 
"Ashlee was my girlfriend."

   "Well, I figured that, but...oh..." and now it was Megan's turn to pause
as a look of shock came over her face for a second and remained there as
she asked "You mean like girlfriend not girlfriend, don't you?"

   "Yeah," Naiya said with a sigh as she turned away from the shocked look
on Megan's face as she actually began to cry.  She wasn't bawling, she
wasn't sobbing, but she could feel the tears beginning to form and swell up
in her eyes as she began to think she'd made a mistake.  As she turned
away, however, Megan couldn't help but notice a tear as it began to roll
down her cheek and she instantly shot into action.

   "Oh, fuck, Naiya," Megan said as she sat up and then pulled Naiya into a
hug which was instinctively returned as Naiya almost instantly stopped
crying as a feeling of comfort just washed over her.  "I'm sorry.  I didn't
mean to look all shocked it's just... I don't know.  I just didn't know.  I
mean you were bitching about some dickhead named Max like a week ago.  I
just thought... wait, what about him?" As Megan asked this she loosened the
hug so she could look Naiya in the eye.  Her look was inscrutable, but
somehow very non-threatening.  Still, it was a little uncomfortable for a
second as Naiya studied that face wondering how to answer the somewhat
accusatory question and her response was just naturally a tad defensive as
a result.

   "Well, I wasn't lying about him.  He was my boyfriend and he was an
asshole and I did break up with him just before I left for school because
he fucked my friend.  I wasn't lying.  It's just... it's really fucking
complicated.  I don't... I don't know how..." Naiya said and she was cut
off by an apologetic hug.

   "Girl, don't stress yourself.  I'm just totally stoned right now.  Never
mind me and my confuzzled brain.  I just had no idea.  I mean, why should I
right?  I don't know.  Just don't cry about it.  I mean, seriously, what
girl hasn't at least made out with another girl?  Hell, I've done it like a
billion times.  Shit, my best friend Mandy has like the softest lips.  Oh
my god, that girl can kiss, but you know... I don't know.  Dude, don't
worry about the kind of stuff around me.  I don't care if you like girls.
Shit, Mandy did and I made out with her.  Never anything else though,
but...whatever.  Is that what was stressing you out?"

   Naiya found herself smiling at this classic Megan response and even
initiated a quick warm hug herself before they naturally just broke apart
both of them knowing that the tense moment had passed, but for the first
time in a long time Naiya actually found herself wanting to recall her
wonderful and disastrous relationship with Ashlee.  Sure, as Naiya began to
tell her tale Megan again assured her that she didn't have to.  Naiya
however insisted on the basis that she really needed to get it off her
chest, so she did.

   It wasn't really a long story, but it was tough to get out because,
honestly, it was definitely not Naiya's proudest moment.  She'd barely got
to the part about how she had been Ashlee's first when Megan started
rolling another joint because, as she put it, "I'm guessing you're gonna
need this by the time you're done."

   She was right, too.  Sadly, without the calming effect of the marijuana
on her mind Naiya likely wouldn't have been able to get through how she'd
started to question her sexuality after she started to realize that she was
beginning to have real, deep feelings for Ashlee.  In fact, even with the
weed and Megan's non-judgmental attitude and rapt attention Naiya still had
a hard time when she got to part where she starting talking to her
ex-boyfriend while she was still going out with Ashlee and even did it
right in front of her.

   "Damn, you're cold," Megan had said when Naiya told her that part.  She
then quickly apologized when Naiya frowned sadly, but Naiya just shook her
head and brush off the apology.

   "No, it was a fucked up thing to do.  It's like the whole time I knew if
I just talked to her about everything that she'd totally understand.  I
mean, you don't know Ashlee, but she was totally like the nicest, most
caring person I've ever known and she totally would've understood.  Dude, I
almost guarantee you should've let me fuck Max just to get it out of my
system or whatever, you know... even knowing that there was a chance that I
might break up with her, but like I still couldn't say anything to her
about it.  I mean I just couldn't.  I wanted to, but I fucking couldn't do
it.  I mean that's kind of why I talked to him in front of her.  I was
kinda hoping she'd just say something, but she never fucking took the bait.
Not once and the bam!  I actually started buying that assholes crap and
next thing I know she's fucking my stepsister."

   "Dude, what?" Megan said and then coughed harshly as she choked on her
last hit.  It took her a minute recover, but when she did she repeated the
question and then clarified by adding "She fucked your step sister?  I
didn't even know you had a step sister."

   "Well, yeah, I don't like talking about her.  They're kind of living
together.  That's actually one of the things that kinda set me off."

   "What they were living together before?  I thought Ashlee was like our
age."

   "No, they... you see, they're both going to ______ and they don't have
that rule that we have about freshman having to stay in dorms, so as soon
as they realized they both got in there they talked our parents and
Ashlee's parents into letting them rent an apartment and living together
instead."

   "Lucky bitches.  I mean, no offense, but I'd love to have my own place.
Sure, if I did we'd probably have never got to know each other or Connie
and Becky or whatever, but you know what I mean?"

   "Yeah, I get you.  I was totally jealous about it for forever, but then
I realized that it would've sucked to be all by myself... and that's half
of it right there..." as Naiya said that she started to feel a little
depressed.  This was why she didn't like talking about it.  It just made
her feel so incredibly and impossibly dumb to realize how childish and
irrational she had been in those last few months at home.  Even being with
Ashlee had just been a whim really, something she hadn't thought out. 
Honestly, if she had known that she would have developed feelings for
Ashlee so quickly she likely never would have even approached her.

   But what hurt most about thinking like that was the fact that she really
didn't know if never being with Ashlee would have been better than what
happened.  The first couple months of their relationship had been the best
thing that had ever happened to her.  Sexually, emotionally and in just
about every other imaginable way it was so perfect, but still she'd thrown
it all away for reasons she still didn't fully understand.  An odd mixture
of jealousy over things that hadn't even happened, the fear of loss over
what might happen when they were separated, fear of losing herself in the
murkiness of her own confused and seemingly incomprehensible sexuality and
her need to regain some control over the emotions and feelings that had
been building in her ever since she'd had sex with Kelli seemingly just for
kicks only to find herself wanting to feel more of what she'd felt that
night.

   It was still all just too overwhelming to even begin to think about and
now here she was stoned and tired and trying her best to explain all these
complicated and maddeningly irrational thoughts that had driven Naiya to
destroy her relationship with Ashlee to both herself and Megan and feeling
like she was failing completely.  It only got worse when she got to the
part where she was forced to recall what she'd given it all up for: One
whole week of boring sex, bad conversation and overall dissatisfaction with
Max that she ended herself much to his surprise and anger.

   And in the end the only one true friend she had left was Kelli and by
that time she just wasn't enough and Naiya even ended up just using her as
well.  Not that Kelli had cared.  She'd been more than happy to play the
role of Naiya's grudge fuck for her own selfish reasons.  Naiya, however,
felt so guilty about it that she couldn't even talk to her anymore either,
so she was left with nothing.  Of course, there were other issues with
Kelli as well, but, frankly she didn't even care about that.  It was
nothing, as far as she was concerned, compared to her own sins.

   Naiya had also lost the respect and love of the girl she`d always
concerned the closest thing she`d ever have to a real sister.  Not that
Macy had actually cut Naiya off or even really stopped loving her, but for
obvious reasons that that love had changed and was no longer unconditional.
Most of the few conversations they had had before they'd both left for
school had been almost painfully polite with a few exceptions.  Those
exceptions had hardly been better as they were mainly Macy showering Naiya
with pity because she more than anyone else actually understood what was
going on in Naiya's head, but that in no way meant she approved of the way
Naiya had chosen to behave.  Still, those few conversations where Macy had
let her guard down and let Naiya know how she truly felt really had been
the best thing for Naiya even though they still made her feel like the
worst person who had ever lived.

   All this, more or less minus some extra embarrassing, but thankfully
unnecessary details here and there, were all coming out of Naiya's mouth
and going straight to Megan's ears.  Megan's expression was unreadable, but
she was definitely listening, taking in every word while urging Naiya on as
she purged her soul of at least a portion of the pain she'd been keeping
bottled up inside of her.  Only when Naiya had apparently petered out after
talking about her newly strained relationship with Macy did Megan say
anything besides "yeah?" or "mmhmm..." and when she did it was almost
shocking in its simplicity.

   "That's it?  Well that aint too bad."

   "What?  Dude, were you not listening to me I..."

   "Yeah, I heard you, but, girl, we've all fucked up in the past.  I mean,
hell, when I was in junior high there was this guy named Kyle who had a
huge crush on me, but who I was totally not into but I went out with him
anyway and then totally punched him when he tried to kiss me.  Poor kid
actually cried.  I felt like shit for forever about that."

   "Yeah, but did you lose your best friend?  Did your sister stop loving
you?  Did you..."

   "Oh, shut up.  Look, I'm just saying that we've all done stuff that was
either mean or stupid or for reasons we never really understand, but you
can't just like dwell on it forever.  I mean, you were a cunt, but as far
as I can tell that's hardly the norm.  I mean we've been living in the same
room together for weeks now and, seriously, girl, you're like my best
friend.  Fuck, I like you better than I like my best friend back home.  At
least you don't like the Jonas brothers.  That's far worse than anything
you've done."

   Naiya couldn't help but laugh at that last little bit and she easily
returned Megan's friendly smile as they continued to talk for the next hour
with Megan returning to her natural role of dominating the conversation as
she made many obvious attempts to make Naiya realize that while, yes, what
she had done was messed up she was hardly the only person to have ever made
a mistake or done something worthy of regret.  She was right, of course. 
Naiya couldn't help but admit that and by the time they'd smoked yet
another joint and moved on to talking shit about one particular professor
they both hated she actually felt better about herself then she had in what
seemed like an eternity.  Even when they both called it a night went to
their separate beds to sleep Naiya still felt much more at ease with
herself then she would have ever imagined possible.

   This feeling actually lasted quite awhile.  In fact, it never really
went away.  Oh, she still felt bad over what she had done, but she was no
longer beating herself up about it or keeping it inside.  She'd even
decided that when she went home for Thanksgiving break she'd actually try
to apologize to Ashlee.  Sure, she had no delusions that would be easy or
even necessarily mean all that much to Ashlee, but she wanted to at least
make an attempt to mend their friendship.  Whether she failed or succeeded
she really didn't care.  She felt like it was something she simply had to
do and somehow she knew she would if given the chance.

   Eventually, however, Naiya began to realize she had other more immediate
problems beginning to develop right under her nose.  Problems that weren't
at all unforeseen, but problems nonetheless.  Problems that made all the
progress she'd made completely meaningless if she didn't handle it all
very, very carefully.

   The problem was that she was beginning to get odd vibes from Megan ever
since she more or less came out of the closet to her.  Not negative vibes
which would have been terrible, but eventually she couldn't help but notice
that there was a definite, though at first subtle, change in Megan's
behavior that was more than a little worrisome.  Worrisome because Megan
was definitely starting to remind her of herself when she was still very
curious about what it was like to be with another girl.

   Of course, to some this might have seemed like no problem at all.  After
all, it wasn't as if Naiya's initial burst of physical attraction upon
catching her first glimpse of Megan was an anomaly.  Hardly, in fact, after
she got to know Megan better Naiya actually found herself even more
attracted to her very pretty, smart and fun roommate, but until Naiya had
told Megan of her experiences with other Kelli and Ashlee and the fact that
she was fairly certain she might be gay or at least a very female oriented
bisexual Naiya had kept that attraction under control based on the
assumption that Megan was as straight as a girl could be.

   That assumption of straightness, however, had started to look a little
presumptuous fairly shortly after Naiya was out.  Not just from the mention
of the kisses that Megan had shared with her friend, either.  Naiya wasn't
naïve.  She'd known several girls back in high school that had made out
with other girls and while some of them may have gone a little farther she
was absolutely certain that a good number of them never did and never
would. Even some of the girls who might have gone further probably didn't
find themselves suddenly realizing they were gay or bisexual.  It was just
something some girls did for various reasons from simple curiosity, a sense
of experimentation and even, sadly, just to get some attention from the
opposite sex.

   No, that kiss had hardly meant anything to Naiya when Megan copped to
it. What did mean something to her were the other things that started
coming out of Megan's unfiltered mouth as well as certain subtle changes in
behavior that may have meant nothing, but which seemed to mean an awful
lot. It took awhile for Naiya to start wondering though because, really, it
built up slowly over time as if Megan was building up her courage or maybe
just overcoming a small bit of shyness that had gone previously undetected
by Naiya.

   At first, it was just questions that spoke of a certain amount of
curiosity.  Nothing big at first.  Really it all started out with some
basic and really quite unobtrusive queries about whether or not Naiya liked
this or that about some girl or whether she thought this girl or that girl
was cute and some teasing about whether or not Naiya would or should go
with just about any girl she said was cute.  Again, nothing big and,
honestly, nothing Naiya minded in the least even though she wasn't quite
sure she was ready to get back in the game quite yet.  Still, it was fun to
have someone to talk to about that kind of a thing.  For once, it actually
felt normal to be checking out other girls, assessing their physique and
personality from a far.

   That wasn't it, however.  No, there was also the fact that Megan
definitely seemed to gradually get more and more comfortable being nude in
Naiya's presence.  Not that she'd been exactly shy before, but Megan
definitely seemed to spend a bit more time naked or, at least, in less
clothes then Naiya had become accustomed to in the weeks after Naiya had
come out.  Honestly, at first it had been so subtle that Naiya hadn't even
noticed and by the time she realized that Megan had stopped sleeping in her
jammies and had switched to panties and relatively tight t-shirts just when
the weather was starting to get colder Naiya was inclined to pass it off as
just her mind playing tricks on her.  At least, she had been until she
started noticing that Megan also seemed to have lost her ability to dress
in the bathroom after her shower when Naiya was awake and in the room and
she often took quite a bit of time to do it once she was in the room as
well.

   Not that Naiya even allowed herself to read into any of that very far at
all.  After all, she was deeply aware of the fact that she was attracted to
Megan, so she was more than willing to just pass it all off as her own
desires playing tricks on her brain.  At least, until Megan started the
touching.

   Again, though, even that was never really anything that crossed any
definite lines.  Just offers of and requests for foot rubs and back rubs as
well as a bit more hugging than had previously been normal and the
occasional toying with her hair.  Again, nothing too beyond the pale, but
enough to feed her imagination a bit during late night masturbation
sessions times when Megan was at class and Naiya had their room all to her
self.  A couple of times, when she'd been desperately in need of some
relief in the middle of the night she'd even dared to do it right there in
the room when she thought Megan was safely asleep, but eventually that came
to a stop after a couple of instances where she could've swore that she
heard some noises from Megan's bed that led Naiya to believe she may have
much more awake than Naiya had thought and may even have been doing a bit
more than just laying there.  As usual though Naiya just pushed those
thoughts to the back of her mind and allowed her doubts to make excuses for
the soft sighs and subtle movements she may or may not have heard and sign
in the darkness of their dorm room.

   Again, there was more.  More than just talking about what kind of woman
was attracted to, the tempting nudity and the playful touches, more than
just those little steps towards intimacy that may have just been Naiya
misreading someone she was really still getting to know, more even then
Naiya`s suspicions that they have masturbated together without Naiya really
knowing it.  There was also another phase of seemingly endless questions,
usually asked when they were both good and stoned, about some more specific
aspects of Naiya's sexuality.  They were nothing like the earlier questions
about whether she liked girl x`s butt or if she thought girl y was
fuckable. No these questions came a bit later then those seemingly innocent
questions about attraction and at first they were always asked awkwardly
and in a very un-Megan fashion.  When Naiya at first seemed more than
willing to answer them regardless of their somewhat personal nature this
too changed and Megan quickly started to seem much more eager to learn
while asking for ever greater details as she listened intently to every
word whenever she could get Naiya to open up and spill all that she knew
about having sex with girls.

   Suddenly, however, everything kind of took a shift that was both
unexpected and even a little weird.  Well, not suddenly, really.  At first,
it really seemed like it was just going to be another innocent question and
it was really.  At least she thought it was and treated it as such.  It
wasn't though.  It was just the beginning of a very interesting night that
would change their relationship forever.

   "So," Megan's had begun and then paused and took a deep breath as she
often did when she was about to start one of her interrogations.  "Like...
what does it taste like?"

   "What does what taste like?" Naiya asked her confusion evident and
completely understandable since they'd been talking about Naiya's American
Lit paper only moments before.

   "Like... what does it taste like?" Megan repeated and pointed at her
crotch as if she was afraid to say pussy or cunt or any other word one
might use for a vagina.  In fact, she even looked like she was a more than
a little embarrassed which almost made Naiya laugh.  She didn't though. 
Somehow she managed to stop herself before responding by taking a deep
breath and shifting a little to face her friend more directly as they sat
on her bed before she asked a question of her own.

   "Haven't you ever tasted yours?"

   "Dude, what?  Gross!"

   "You serious?  You've sucked like how many guys and you think tasting
your own come is gross?  It comes from you!  Girl, that was like one of the
first things I did when I first figured out that if I touched my pussy it
felt good."

   "Really?  I always just washed my hand."

   "Ah, so that's why you're always waking me up at night to go to the
bathroom," Naiya said and she was kidding.  Well, she was half kidding
because Megan actually did wake her up on occasion by doing just that. 
Naiya had no idea why that bugged her so much, but it did.  You could play
music, you could talk, you watch TV, flush the toilet or do any number of
things and she'd never wake up, but if you opened the door even a crack
she'd wake up from a dead sleep almost every time.  It was weird, but she'd
been doing it since she was a little kid and there was no fixing it now. 
In fact, it didn't even really bother her.  It just woke her up for a
second and then once she had chance to look and see what was going on she'd
simply roll over and go back to sleep.  No big deal.

   But, now, she was about to find out that it was kind of a big deal after
all.  Well, not really or at least not at first, but when Megan responded
with "Well, yeah.  I am human." in a calm, but quiet voice she couldn't
help but look at her with wide eyes for a second before she could think of
a response.

   "You pervert!" Naiya was again kidding, but a little part of her was
suddenly intrigued by the idea that she might not have been imagining
things when she'd thought she'd heard her pretty, awesome and sexy roommate
masturbating less than ten feet away from her while she slept those few
times they`d laid awake to do the same thing.  She even found herself
really wanting the conversation to continue.  Not just in the normal way,
either.  She was finding herself suddenly and deeply intrigued by this
whole topic.  Luckily, Megan seemed more than willing to capitulate to her
desires.

   "Whatever.  Like you don't do it, too.  I'm not deaf, you know.  By the
way, that little whimper thing you do when you come is really cute." Megan
said with a wicked little smile as Naiya blushed briefly at the thought of
Megan overhearing her despite the fact that she`d suspected exactly what
they were talking about for at least a week or two at that point.  Of
course, it wasn`t the simply realization that her suspicions had been right
that was making her blush.  No, what she was thinking about as the blood
rushed to her face was the comment about her whimpering as she came.

   "I do not whimper!"

   "Liar, you totally whimper.  Don't worry.  It's totally cute," Megan
said.  That wasn't all she said, however.  No, she added something after
that, something hard to make out and much quieter than the rest of it that
sounded like "I know it get's me off." It was almost an inaudible whisper,
as if Megan had almost caught herself before she said it, but it slipped
out anyway.

   For a moment Naiya just stared at Megan not quite sure if she'd heard
what she thought she'd heard even as her body reacted in a way that she
wasn`t quite sure she was comfortable with as her nipples got just a little
bit hard and she started to feel a little warm.  If she had heard her
roommate correctly, however, Megan wasn't letting it show unless you
counted the awkward way she said "What?" when she noticed Naiya was looking
at her a bit too intensely.  It wasn't enough to make Naiya feel
comfortable about pushing the issue; however and instead she just shook her
head and responded to this slightly nervous question with "Nothing" even
though she wanted to say so much more.

   "Well, anyway," Megan said and then cleared her throat nervously before
she changed the subject back to her original question.  "Seriously, what's
it taste like?"

   "I don't know," Naiya came back as she shifted a little beginning to
feel as if something might be going on between them and not being one
hundred percent certain if she wanted something to be happening or not. 
Still, she didn't try to change the subject.  In fact, she was actively
trying to keep the conversation going despite the nervousness she was
beginning to feel all too acutely.  "It's really hard to say.  I mean what
does cum taste like?  It tastes like cum.  Same for pussy.  Pussy tastes
like pussy.  I mean, it's good and, honestly, a whole helluvalot better
than getting a hot shot of gross ass warm ickiness in your mouth, but I
don't know how to describe it.  Shit, I've only eaten two girls out and
tasted myself.  It's not like I'm an expert or anything."

   "Well, does it all taste the same?" Megan asked, looking at Naiya with
unquestionable interest even though she was obviously trying to appear coy
about what was going on.

   "Well, no, not really.  I mean... well, no, but yeah... Well, shit...
girl, I am so high right now..."

   "Well, does it or doesn`t it?"

   "Well, no.  Like Ashlee was really sweet and Kelli, well, she was sweet,
too, but not the same way.  She had like this... God, dude, this is hard to
describe... she was like spicy."

   "Spicy?  Like pepper?" Megan's face was incredibly cute at that moment
and Naiya just had to laugh.  She just looked so confused, but absolutely
intent on learning the whole truth about this odd little subject that it
was both hilarious to Naiya and incredibly endearing.  Of course, after
Naiya laughed at her that look disappeared and was replaced by a mildly
angry sneer as Megan grabbed a pillow and whacked Naiya over the head with
it.  "Shut up, jerk.  You're the one that said spicy."

   "I know, I know.  Seriously though, it's hard to describe.  You just
taste yourself next time you... you know." Naiya said as she stopped
laughing.

   "What about you, though?" was Megan's response.

   "Maybe if you get me drunk," Naiya responded quickly without thinking
about how it might sound until she felt the pillow come down on her head
again as a now seriously blushing Megan lashed out at her for teasing her.
"Ouch!  Jerk!  What was that for?"

   "Teasing me," Megan said, looking more than a little sullen as she
continued.  "You know what I meant."

   "Who said I was teasing you?" Naiya came back, not exactly sure if she
was teasing or not, but still letting the words escape.  She was, however,
completely aware of the fact that she was still very much aroused despite
the fact that she knew she really shouldn't be.  Or did she know that?  The
more they played around and talked and kept sending off these weird vibes
to each other the more uncertain Naiya was becoming, but she was definitely
aroused as she herself grabbed a pillow and returned the favor by playfully
striking at Megan and hitting on her back.

   Suddenly, seemingly completely out of nowhere, they were having a good,
old fashioned pillow fight.  It was exhilaratingly childish, but somehow it
just perfectly fit the mood.  They struck each other with playful violence
laughing loudly at their childish and spontaneous behavior.  It was a bit
weird how they`d gone from almost having a tense moment to playfully and
giddily battering each other with pillows like two thirteen year olds, but
neither of them were thinking about it too much.  Even as the pillow fight
began to give way to a little bit of playful wrestling neither of them was
really doing to much thinking until Naiya found herself pinned beneath
Megan on Megan's bed, breathlessly laughing until she noticed the strange
way Megan was looking at her.

   "What are you..." was all Naiya had time to say before Megan answered
her unfinished question by kissing her with force and with passion.  Naiya
was stunned and for the briefest of moments she almost found herself driven
to push Megan away as panic threatened to overtake her senses.  Luckily, it
was only a fleeting thought that vanished as she felt her hands being
released and the true and simple pleasure of Megan's soft, warm lips
pressing so gently against her own seemed to cut off any rational thought
and instead of struggling to escape she found herself bringing her hands to
Megan's face as they both simultaneously parted their lips.

   It was amazing to Naiya how natural it all felt, how perfect it was to
be kissing Megan, to feel Megan's tongue begin to venture out to
tentatively touch and tangle with her own.  Megan's body pressed against
Naiya as Megan just seemed to sink into Naiya.  Megan's hands slowly began
to come to life copying Naiya by cupping her roommates face gently.

   The passion of that first almost frightening contact seemed to have
vanished, but in its place there was now a soft sweetness that was just as
good if not better in many important ways.  It just seemed to fit the
nervousness they both were secretly feeling and were fighting to keep
bottled up.  As their hands began to slowly find their way away from each
other's faces just to feel and touch that much more it seemed that they had
succeeded in that front admirably.

   Despite this and the fact that it had been Megan's aggressiveness that
had allowed this moment to even occur Naiya quickly began to realize that
her inexperienced friend had already reached the limits of her
aggressiveness.  Luckily, Naiya was hardly averse to taking control of the
situation even if a part of her was still unsure if what they were doing
was right or wise.  It was a part of Naiya that was thankfully far in the
back of her mind as she slowly began to assert herself and roll her
roommate on to her back.

   If Megan was disappointed in anyway about her loss of control she didn't
let it show.  In fact, as Naiya rolled her over Megan just sighed sweetly
and even squeezed Naiya tighter as Naiya eased them both into a more
comfortable position so their legs were no longer dangling of the edge of
the bed barely breaking the kiss as she did so.  As soon as they were
settled again Megan wasted no time and began using her hands new found
freedom of movement to more openly caress the silky skin of Naiya's back,
naturally and quickly finding their way underneath the thin material of
Naiya's t-shirt.  Naiya couldn't help but sigh under her roommate's soft
touch even as she did her best to return the favor even sliding her body
off to the side just so she wasn't fighting against her own weight.  Soon
they both just naturally found themselves on their sides kissing and
fondling each other gently as the passion slowly began to return to their
kiss.  It was Naiya's sudden and strong desire to feel the small, lovely
mounds of flesh that were Megan's breasts that helped that passion not only
return to the levels of their first, clumsy contact, but also easily
surpass it.  Even when she was just gently kneading them through the thin
clothe barrier of Megan's shirt the reaction from Megan was instant as she
both sighed and reached up behind Naiya's head to pull her tightly to her
as their tongues began to explore each other's mouths more aggressively.

   When Naiya's hands began to ease themselves under the front of Megan's
t-shirt to feel the softness, the fullness, the firmness of Megan's breasts
more intimately Megan's reaction was just as instant and even more
passionate as she almost squealed and somehow managed to pull Naiya even
closer before suddenly changing her mind.  Instead Megan decided to return
the favor as her hands began to slide their way up the front of Naiya's
shirt.  Then it was Naiya's turn to sigh as her roommates gentle hands
began to feel her up in earnest.

   From there the pace quickly began to pick up as their kissing began to
become braver and no longer focused solely on exploring each other's mouths
and lips.  Ears were nibbled, necks were bitten and licked and even eyelids
and their tips of their noses didn't escape being kissed as both girls
t-shirts began to bunch up under their arms until Naiya had enough.  Not
enough of their unplanned make-out session, enough of her damned t-shirt
getting in the way, so she quickly and almost violently removed it and
then, as Megan tried in vain to return to kissing her, she did the same for
Megan.

   Suddenly, there they both were, lying on Megan's bed, both of them
almost naked except for their panties and, in Naiya's case, socks.  This
seemed to shock them both.  Why, neither had a clear idea, but for several
seconds after Naiya had stripped them both of their shirts she and Megan
just kind of stared at each other.  For a moment Naiya thought that maybe
Megan was having second thoughts.  It was a frightening notion.  Luckily,
it quickly proved to be nothing more than that as Megan spoke for the first
time since she had so unexpectedly kissed Naiya.

   "Beautiful," was all Megan said as she gazed up and down Naiya's body
and then bent her neck to place a kiss on the very top of Naiya's breast.
Naiya could only sigh in response as Megan placed a few more light, loving
kisses on each breast and the valley between them, but this was cut off by
Megan's lips once again finding their way to Naiya's and once again they
were kissing and pressing their bodies together.  This time, however, the
kiss didn't last and once again Naiya was pushing her friend onto her back.


   Megan didn't complain one little bit at Naiya's assertiveness.  She
couldn't have even if she wanted to because Naiya's mouth found its way to
hers almost as soon as Megan was on her back.  She also wouldn't have even
when the kiss proved brief.  Well, the kiss on Megan's lips, anyway, as
Naiya was still kissing her lovely roommate.  The kisses were just no
longer centered on her lips or anywhere else on Megan's beautiful face. 
No, the kisses were clearly heading in a downward direction.

   For Megan everything seemed to be going at an almost excruciatingly slow
pace.  Naiya, on the other hand, felt like she was actually rushing through
everything, but she just couldn't help herself.  Not only could she sense
Megan's mild impatience (and it was definitely mild at best), but she also
realized that this moment could be incredibly fragile.  At least, she
feared that it could be.

   If only Naiya could have read Megan's mind at that moment as she kissed
her way to Megan's beautiful breasts she would have known that while there
was definitely more than a little fear inside of Megan that fear was more
than balanced by her desire and curiosity.  When Naiya placed a little
butterfly kiss upon one of Megan's nipples before Naiya took it between her
lips to suck it gently and caress it with her tongue that balance was
destroyed as the fear just seemed to evaporate instantly.

   "Oh shit," Megan whispered softly as Naiya began to nibble gently on the
turgid, little nipple before her.  She whispered it again, but a bit more
forcefully seconds later when Naiya's attentions shifted to her other
tender bud.  In fact, she repeated it a few times with small variations as
Naiya kissed, licked and nibbled her way back and forth between the two
nipples making sure to kiss whatever soft patch of skin her mouth came
across as she moved between them.  It wasn't until Megan felt one of
Naiya's hands on her hip slowly gliding it's away across the top of her
panties, easing its way between the thin fabric and Megan's soft skin that
the litany changed to a soft, sharp sigh of anticipation.  When that hand
slid down to cup Megan's pussy for a moment before Naiya's index began to
slowly slide its way between Megan's labia that sigh became a whimper.

   "God, you're so fucking wet," Naiya whispered as she stopped suckling on
Megan's breasts so she could kiss Megan's sweet lips once again.  This she
did as her fingers continued to tease Megan's pussy while Megan continued
to whimper softly.  Then the whimpering once again changed into a sharp
sigh as the teasing went to the next step and that finger entered Megan and
the sigh was released into Naiya's mouth.  Then the sigh became a whimper
again, but this time a whimper of protest as Naiya removed first her finger
from Megan's slit and then her hand from Megan's panties.

   "Shhh," Naiya said as she brought her hand up to her lips and licked off
some of Megan's juices.  "Mmm, you're yummy." Megan sighed involuntary and
tried to kiss Naiya, but instead found herself bring offered Naiya's wet
finger.  Megan understood instantly and barely hesitated before taking the
finger into her mouth.  An oddly surprised look instantly came on her face
that made Naiya smile before she said "See?  Told you.  Pussy tastes good."


   If Megan had any response to this it was lost in the kiss she planted on
Naiya's lips as soon as Naiya's fingers were out of the way, heading back
down to Megan's pussy.  This time those fingers found their way under the
thin fabric with ease.  The index finger once again teased its way past
Megan's lips before slipping inside to explore Megan as Megan sighed.  She
then sighed again when that finger was joined by another.  Then the sigh
became a groan as those fingers began to search out and find with ease
places inside of Megan that Megan had had no idea even existed while
Naiya's palm applied pressure to Megan's clit.

   "That's so... Fuck, Naiya," Megan whispered harshly as the kiss
momentarily broke.  Naiya just smiled and kissed her friend again.  It was
a good decision on her part as seconds later Megan's hips began to buck
involuntarily against Naiya's digital explorations and her sighs became
louder and more wanton.  Even with Naiya's mouth covering Megan's Naiya was
acutely aware of the fact that anyone walking by their door wouldn't have
had a hard time figuring out what was going on.  Oddly, she didn't care all
that much at the moment.  Still she made sure to maintain the kiss as she
felt Megan's pussy begin clench at her probing fingers.

   Of course, maintaining the kiss as Megan came was hardly a difficult
task as one of Megan's hand quickly found its way to Naiya's head to hold
her to her mouth as if she feared Naiya might stop kissing her.  At the
same time Megan's other hand found its way to Naiya's hand down at her
pussy to similarly hold it in place as her body was overcome with pleasure.
Naiya couldn't help but laugh a little at this even as continued to try and
kiss her beautiful friend passionately until her pleasure had passed.

   This took awhile as Naiya mercilessly continued to finger Megan's pussy
until she felt her come once more mere moments after the first.  This time
Megan almost screamed into Naiya's open mouth and her body seemed to
actually shake with pleasure as she coated Naiya's fingers with her cum. 
Still, Naiya kept on going until Megan managed to catch her breath enough
to find the strength to pull Naiya's hand out of her panties.

   "Oh, God, stop..." Megan panted after breaking the kiss once more.  "It
feels so good it hurts."

   "That's a good thing," Naiya said, smiling broadly as she did so.

   "Fuck yeah it is," Megan said smiling back before she started laughing
until she noticed that Naiya was looking at her bemusedly.  "Sorry, it's
just... Oh my god, I don't think I've ever come that hard in my life.  Holy
fuck and that was just fingers.  Oh... where have you been all my life?"

   "Thank you," Naiya said softly as she brought her hand between them
again to show Megan the cream that was still on her fingers and then, as
Megan stared in amazement, she licked some off before saying "And thanks
again." She then offered the fingers to Megan who gladly and greedily
cleaned of the rest.  This was followed by another long kiss.

   "You're right.  I do taste good," Megan said with a smile after the kiss
had ended.

   "Yes, you do," said Naiya simply before kissing Megan softly again until
an idea struck her and she began to speak again.  "You know... I think I
might have to get a... more direct sample though... You know, just for
verification purposes." As she said this Naiya's kisses were slowly
beginning to once again make their slowly down Megan's face, neck and
chest.

   "Yeah?" was all Megan could think of in response as she quickly began to
realize what Naiya was planning.  The oddly scared look on her face made
Naiya smile as she responded by just repeating Megan's one word question as
she sat up quickly and removed Megan's panties before lying back down on
her lover's soft body.  Naiya then returned to her task kissing her way
between Megan's breasts.  The scared looked disappeared rapidly when Naiya
once again took first one nipple between her lips and then, after paying it
plenty of affectionate attention, the other.

   By the time Naiya was kissing her way down Megan's soft, smooth belly
whatever fear that might have welled up to the surface had dissipated once
again.  The look in Megan's eyes could have only been described as dreamy
as she sighed softly with anticipation at every little kiss or bite.  Her
hands had quickly found their way to Naiya's dark mane of hair which she
was stroking gently, trying to keep the hair out of Naiya's face. 
Initially Naiya thought this might be some silliness Megan had picked up
from watching porn, but she quickly realized there was something more to it
as Megan just seemed to be unwilling to take her eyes away from Naiya's.

   This little staring contest actually proved to be quite arousing for
Naiya as she approached her goal.  Watching Megan's eyes Naiya found she
could easily read how much Megan enjoyed each little contact of mouth with
flesh whether it be a bite, a lick or a kiss.  She could also almost see
the anticipation building in Megan's mind and body as Naiya drew ever
closer to Megan's wet and open pussy.  Only when Naiya finally placed one
soft, very gentle almost feather light kiss just above Megan's mound did
that eye contact finally end as Megan's head fell back against the pillow
and one of her hands sought out one of Naiya's as Naiya began to kiss her
away around Megan's cunt.

   It was weird in a way, but as Megan continued to stare off into the
ceiling of their small dorm room while Naiya kissed her inner thighs Naiya
actually found herself wishing she would look at her again.  Her wish was
granted eventually, but only when Naiya started adding words to her teasing
almost on a whim after Megan jumped a little after Naiya took a tiny,
little nip of her creamy, tanned thigh.  The weak whimper that escaped from
Megan was just too much to leave unanswered.

   "You like that, baby?" Naiya whispered, feeling a little weird about
calling Megan baby, but not letting it bother her too much after Megan
propped her head again to look at her and nod simply in response.  "Does
this feel good?" Naiya asked as she did it again, just trying to keep those
beautiful eyes locked on hers just a little bit longer.

   "Oh, fuck yeah," was all Megan could say in response as Naiya bit her
again on her other thigh.  Sadly, as she said this she also let her head
drop once more against the mattress.

   "Look at me," Naiya said quickly and, to her surprise, Megan's head shot
right up in response.  "I want you to watch me, baby.  I want you to watch
me eat you."

   With that Naiya brought her full attention to Megan's pussy and the
results were amazing.  Usually, Naiya, in her limited experience, had
always tried to maintain some semblance of control, had always tried to
prolong the exploration phase before diving right in.  Now, however, with
Megan struggling to stay in constant eye contact almost solely by grabbing
onto the back of Naiya's head seemingly unwilling to release Naiya's hand,
Naiya couldn't help but feel driven to make her roommate come and come
fast. Her tongue instantly sought out Megan's clit, the fingers on her free
hand found their way quickly back inside of Megan's warm, moist depths and
soon Megan was bucking almost uncontrollably in response.n

   It was amazing.  The wantonness and the power that Naiya felt as she
simply devoured Megan's pussy, fucking her roommate with her fingers,
almost attacking her poor clit with her tongue as they gazed deeply into
each other's eyes was beyond words.  She didn't even care that Megan was
almost pulling her hair out by the roots trying to hold herself up or that
Megan's grip on her hand was quickly getting almost painful.  She also
didn't care that Megan's moans were quickly getting loud enough that just
about anyone on their floor was bound to know what was going on.  All that
mattered to her was making Megan come.

   This goal was apparently easily achieved as after only a handful of
minutes Megan's moans started to give way to a slightly more softly spoken
and definitely much sexier recitation of Naiya's name combined with the
words "I'm gonna" until there were no more words, no more noises at all for
a moment as Megan collapsed taking a long, deep breath and held it before
releasing it all in a long, quaking groan as her whole body just seemed to
overtaken by a small tremor as the orgasm coursed it's way through her
body. Megan's pussy even squirted a little juice onto Naiya's chin and her
pussy was clenching hard.

   When the tremors and groans gave way to exhausted panting and Megan once
again made it clear that Naiya had to stop immediately because she was now
definitely far too sensitive to come again Naiya was reluctant at first,
but she gave in quickly enough.  This time when Naiya crawled up to kiss
Megan Naiya didn't even have to ask if Megan wanted a taste of her own
juices.  Megan just licked it right off of her chin and then pulled Naiya's
hand to her mouth to once again greedily suck them dry as well.  Naiya
could only chuckle lightly in response while teasingly calling Megan a
narcissist before her roommate pulled her into another loving and
appreciative kiss that quickly turned passionate as Megan rolled Naiya onto
her back.

   Naiya had no intentions of asking for any reciprocation.  Hell, she
hadn't even intended or expected any of what had just transpired to even
happen.  Still, when Megan made clear her intentions of returning the favor
by sitting up and removing Naiya's panties Naiya didn't even think of
stopping her.  Nor did she consider it when Megan's kisses reached Naiya's
breasts as her hand began to softly caress Naiya's inner thighs.  In fact,
even as those fingers began to home in on Naiya's center to gently, if
somewhat clumsily, explore her wet and swollen folds, even as Megan looked
her in the eye with a nervous gaze that spoke simultaneously of desire and
vainly hidden need for reassurance the only thing Naiya could even think to
say was "I trust you."

   This turned out to be an excellent choice of words.  Not only because it
was the truth, but also because it brought an instant response that was
both sweetly endearing and incredibly satisfying as Megan slowly began to
ease her index finger between Naiya's labia and into her depths.  Megan
then eagerly moved back in for a shared kiss that was both gentle and
absolutely perfect.  Sure, the kiss meant that Naiya's nipples, which were
hard enough to cut glass at that point, would at least momentarily go
without, but as Megan's finger delved deeper and deeper and then curled
that kiss was only thing that prevented Naiya from letting out a yelp that
would have waked the whole dorm.  If it hadn't have been for the kiss Naiya
may have been tempted to spout the porn cliché "I thought you said you'd
never done this before." Well, she might have if she'd been capable of
rational thought as Megan bravely made to add her ring finger to the mix
almost as soon as Naiya had regained her senses.

   Naiya was absolutely stunned by the feelings Megan's finger were
bringing about after a less than two minutes of pleasure.  Maybe it was the
fact that she hadn't had sex with a girl (unless she counted herself, and
she didn`t) in at least a month at that point that made it all feel so
damned good, but she doubted that.  It was also possible that making Megan
come had been much more arousing for her then she had realized.  Not that
she was at all unaware of the fact that it had been deeply arousing as it
had been in the past when she`d made Kelli and Ashlee come, but it didn't
matter.  Nor did it matter if it was just because Megan was a fast learner
and intuitive lover.  Whatever it was she had very little time to think
about it once Megan's thumb found her clit just as she broke the kiss and
once again took a nipple into her mouth and suddenly realized that she was
only seconds away from an amazing orgasm.

   "Fuck yeah!" were the last words out of Naiya's mouth before she shoved
her hand over her mouth to muzzle herself.  When that didn't work she
buried her face in her elbow.  That seemed to do the trick quite well until
Megan's magical fingers finally hit that one, special spot just one time
too many as her teeth gently sank into Naiya's nipple to give it a tender
tug.

   Suddenly, Naiya's vocal expressions of pleasure were no longer held in
check by her arm.  Her heartfelt moans and groans of orgasmic joy seemed to
echo off the walls as she felt every nerve ending in her body come alight
all at once.  She saw stars flashing on and off behind her tightly closed
eyelids as her body undulated and her breathing became ragged.  It was
perfect and it was great and seemed to go on and on until she came back
down to earth and suddenly realized there were no longer any lips on her
nipples or any fingers in her pussy.  Instead those lips were now kissing
their way down her stomach and those hands were spreading her legs apart
gently as Megan crouched next to her.

   "What are you..." was all Naiya managed to get out before those soft
lips and that long, agile tongue arrived at her crease.  Her head dropped
to the mattress instantly, one of her hands quickly found its way to Megan
hair while her other hand just mindlessly grabbed Megan`s foot.  Again,
Megan`s effort were hardly expert, but there was a definite enthusiasm
about the way her tongue eagerly explored Naiya's pussy with no apparent
intent beyond licking and tasting every square centimeter of Naiya`s cunt.
At least that's how it seemed until Megan`s tongue found Naiya`s clit and
stayed there as Naiya groaned and thrust her hips in response.

   "Fuckin' Christ, Meg..." Naiya said, but found herself cut off by a
sharp squeal thanks to the re-entry of Megan's finger into the fray.  Again
Naiya's hips bucked of their own volition and her hand momentarily forced
Megan's head into her crotch before she realized what she was doing.  After
that she tried her best to be nice, but it was hard as Megan's tongue and
fingers were swiftly driving her towards another orgasm.

   "God, you're fucking yummy," Megan said once between licks, but by that
point Naiya was beyond answering her.  Instead she just moaned a little
louder and gently guided Megan back to her task.  Megan laughed a little at
this, but she did not argue with the unspoken command as she quickly
returned her tongue to work.  Naiya just sighed as her free hand began to
find its way up Megan's leg until her fingers found themselves in Megan's
crease.

   Now it was Megan's turn to jump a little as Naiya's fingers began to toy
with her clit, but she didn't let it distract her from her task.  She did,
however, shift her body just a little bit to make it easier for Naiya to
toy with her as she continued to lick and finger Naiya closer and closer to
yet another climax.  She even let Naiya guide her until her pussy was over
Naiya's mouth and Naiya was pulling her hips downward, but even when
Naiya's tongue met her clit Megan didn't even think of stopping no matter
how close she may have felt to yet another orgasm after only a little more
than a minute of Naiya's skillful tonguing.  She just had to make Naiya
come first.

   Megan needn't have worried, because even as Naiya's hands found their
way to Megan's butt cheeks to knead those small, soft globes of flesh and
pull her even farther down Megan suddenly felt Naiya's body shake
underneath her as she groaned into Megan's pussy.  The vibrations from this
were almost enough to put Megan over the edge, but instead she concentrated
on lapping up the sticky dew of Naiya's essence and continuing to finger
Naiya's beautiful pussy.  Still, as Naiya somehow managed to keep her mouth
on Megan throughout her orgasm, licking and sucking even as she panted and
groaned.  Megan soon found herself unable to control her own need to come
for more than a few seconds before she too was sighing into Naiya's pussy
as she reached the point of release.

   It was glorious and even though they both tried to keep everything going
for a few minutes after they had shared that last orgasm they both quickly
realized they were simply spent.  Instead, Naiya just urged Megan to turn
her body so they kiss once more, softly and lovingly as they cuddled on
Megan's bed.  For a long time that was all they did, but soon the afterglow
began to fade just enough to allow Megan to speak.

   "That was so fucking awesome.  My god, you have no idea how long I've
wanted to do that.  Fuck it was so much better than I thought it would be.
I mean, I totally thought it would great, but, girl, I feel so good I'm
like almost buzzing.  I've never come that much in my life.  You're like a
goddess or something.  We got to do that like every night now.  Seriously.
I think you just ruined me for guys for like forever.  I mean, shit, I'm
not trying to sound all clingy, but... I don't sound clingy do I?  I'm not
trying to sound..."

   Naiya was smiling when she cut off Megan off with a kiss.  She was still
smiling when she did it again once Megan threatened to start up again.  She
finally had to stop once she realized that Megan was now an automatic and
that if she didn't say anything the poor girl was going to explode.

   "Don't worry about it.  You don't sound clingy.  Well, maybe a little,
but I don't care.  I'm not in the mood to get serious right now, but don't
worry.  I'd be more than happy to do this again and again." Naiya then
kissed Megan again and this time Megan kissed her back without reservation
until several moments later when she broke it to ask Naiya if she had any
idea what time it was.  At first Naiya wondered why she even cared or
couldn't check herself until she realized that her alarm clock was no
longer on the night stand thanks to wrestling match earlier, so she checked
her watch and learned that it was just after a quarter past one.

   "Shit, I really need to go to bed.  I have to be halfway across campus
by nine thirty."

   "Oh, yeah, I forgot.  You want me to turn off the light so you can
sleep?" Naiya in a slightly defeated tone.  The thought of actually having
to get up and turn off the light before going to her own bed just wasn't
that appealing at the moment.  She was actually kind of enjoying just
making out and cuddling with Megan.

   "Please?" Megan replied in a cute, little voice that she often used when
she was tired.  Naiya couldn't have resisted that even if she wanted to, so
she did as she was asked and received first a thank you for her efforts and
then a question she didn't expect just as she was throwing back the covers
to her own bed.  "What are you doing?"

   "What do you mean?  You said you wanted to go to bed, so I'm letting you
go to bed.  Duh."

   "Yeah, well, I know, but I was kinda hoping you'd... you know..."

   "What?"

   "I was kinda hoping you'd come back here..."

   Naiya had a hard time pretending that this wasn't exactly what she had
wanted to hear.  Not just because she had already been busy reminding
herself how silly it was to expect or even want that.  No, there was also a
small desire to play it just a little bit coy even as she crossed the room
smiling broadly.  Luckily, it was dark, so Megan had no idea.  Not that she
cared as she politely asked Naiya to set her alarm for her and put it back
on the nightstand before she threw open her blankets in the dark and
allowed Naiya to join her in bed where they quickly cuddled up and fell
asleep in each other's embrace in no time at all.

   Honestly, Naiya hadn't slept as well as she did that night since her
time with Ashlee.  In fact, she slept so well that she didn't even hear
Megan's alarm go off only waking when she felt Megan roll away from her and
slide off the end of the bed.  When Megan noticed that she was awake she
apologized for waking her up and gave her a kiss like it was the most
natural thing in the world.  Of course, in a way it was, but for a second
it felt a little weird.

   Of course, that feeling passed almost as soon as it entered Naiya's mind
and she felt Megan's lips touching her own.  She even found herself trying
to hold Megan to her just a little bit too long causing Megan to laugh
playfully as she chided her and reminded her that she had to hurry up and
take a shower or she'd be late for class.  Reluctantly Naiya let her go and
laid back down while silently damning her parents and the college for not
getting her a dorm room with a private shower.

   By the time Megan was out of the shower Naiya was already halfway back
to sleep.  In fact, she barely even stirred when Megan once again leaned
down to give her a kiss and tell she'd see her later.  Naiya could only
think to say "You'd better" in response while Megan just chuckled lightly
at her and told her to shut up and go back to sleep, so she did and she
slept like a baby until three hours later when Megan came back to the room
and once again woke her with a kiss before she sat down on the bed and
looked at her with an odd, little smile on her face.

   "What?" Naiya said after her rubbing her eyes and returning the smile.

   "Nothing," Megan lied and then bent to kiss Naiya again.

   "That's nice, but seriously what's with the smile," Naiya continued
after the quick, little kiss ended and Megan sat back up.

   "Nothing, you just... you just looked really cute for a second there
laying all naked in my bed with your hair all fucked up," As Megan said
that she reached down and roughed up Naiya's hair a little bit before Naiya
pulled her back into another kiss which Megan broke several long seconds
later by saying "You'd better stop or your breakfast will get cold."

   "Why is that?"

   "Because if you keep kissing me it's just going to lead more of what
happened last night and I don't have class again until Monday, so..." Megan
responded teasingly.

   "If I keep kissing you you're going to fuck me all weekend?" Naiya said
enjoying the little game they were playing.

   "Mmhmm," Megan replied, predictably.

   "You know, I'm failing to see the downside to this."

   "Well, the downside is we'd probably starve to death, so why don't we
eat this deliciously nutritious fast food I bought with the money my Mom
sent me, then smoke a bowl and then we can fuck?  Sound like a plan?"

   "Fine," Naiya replied with a forced sigh before stealing one more kiss
from her roommate, friend and lover.  She then sat up and threw on the
t-shirt and panties she'd discarded the night before so she wasn't the only
naked person in the room before then they ate.  While they ate they talked
and while they talked it suddenly struck Naiya how odd it was that their
relationship had changed so completely over night and yet, in a lot of ways
it had barely changed at all.  Sure, there was a lot more openly
flirtatious behavior between them as they ate and then smoked, but still it
was like there was just something a little extra to their friendship. 
Honestly, it reminded her a lot of the way she felt when she first realized
that seducing Ashlee had changed something in their friendship, but this
time it was different.  This time this feeling, this realization wasn't
tainted by any fear of what this change meant.  This time she realized she
was perfectly okay with the change.  In fact, she actually welcomed it and,
if she wasn't mistaken, so did Megan.

   Of course, the more they relaxed together as they shared the bowl while
sitting back against the wall on Megan's bed listening to some music the
less she thought about her feelings and instead she just let herself feel
them.  Sadly, this was something else that was different from her
relationship with Ashlee, but as Megan's finger began to tickle her knee
teasingly she was too busy laughing and threatening retaliation to
contemplate her past mistakes.  In fact, she wasn't really thinking abot
her past at all when she finally made true on her threats and once again
they were wrestling on Megan's bed.  This time, however, it wasn't long
before Megan simply gave in and suddenly they were kissing.

   Amazingly, from that first kiss it was already even better than the
night before.  Better because from the first moment their lips touched
there was just something different about it, something deeper, something
softer.  There was a slowness, a calmness to this kiss that wasn't there
the night before.  A slowness that was not born of fear or timidity, but an
overwhelming sense of comfort that was obviously shared between them.

   Where this comfort came from was beyond Naiya, but she didn't really
care.  All that mattered was that it was there and as they both sat up and
looked each other in the eyes and smiled as they crossed legs and pulled
each other close again there was also something else there, too, but Naiya
didn't even try to put a name to it.  Instead she just held Megan close as
they kissed each other with a softness that made Naiya's heart just swell
as their hands began to gently caress and explore each other's bodies.

   Again, nothing about the kiss was rushed.  For a long time they were
just kissing, just pressing lips together occasionally sliding out a tongue
to softly explore, occasionally gently sucking on the tongue that was
offered and every once in awhile a gentle bite of the lips and not much
more.  Sure, their hands were definitely busy pushing past each other's
waistlines to touch and explore and bunching up their t-shirts to caress
each other's soft smooth backs, but there was almost no aggressive action,
no pushing for more from either of them for what seemed like an eternity.

   Even when Megan's kisses began to meander away from Naiya's lips it was
done slowly and patiently.  It took her easily a full minute to even kiss
her way to Naiya's ear while Naiya just let her go enjoying the sensation
of Megan's lips kissing her gently.  It wasn't until Megan's kisses reached
Naiya's neck to kiss and nibble the sensitive skin there that Naiya made
the first truly aggressive move of the afternoon by reaching up the back of
Megan's shirt and unhooking the clasp of her bra.

   "Naughty, naughty," Megan said between kisses, but that was it.  She
just kept right on kissing Naiya's neck even when Naiya's hands eased their
way between them and slip up under the loosely hanging cups to caress
Megan's breasts and to play with her already hard nipples.  Only when Naiya
playfully pinched those turgid little bumps of flesh did Megan really
react, but even then she just sighed and returned the kiss to Naiya's lips
until Naiya stopped and made to remove her roommate's shirt.

   Megan, of course, acquiesced to this request gladly.  She even let Naiya
do all the work of removing her shirt and bra before returning the favor by
removing Naiya's t-shirt.  After that, she was a bit less cooperative with
Naiya who had only wanted freer access to Megan's breasts.  Of course,
Naiya couldn't think of a reason to complain because Megan's idea of being
difficult was to push Naiya back until she was leaning against the wall
before craning her neck downward to take a nipple between her lips.

   "Now who's naughty?" was all Naiya could think to say between sighs as
her hands stroked Megan's hair while Megan made love to her breasts. 
Apparently it was good enough because Megan chuckled before telling her to
hush and kept on kissing her way back and forth between Naiya's small,
lovely mounds.  Every little kiss was so tender and sensuous that several
times Naiya actually shivered even though Megan wasn't even close to a
nipple.

   "That feels so good," Naiya said more than once in a light whisper as
Megan kept kissing her breasts.  Every time Megan would just smile and keep
right on kissing her.  Naiya didn't mind one little bit.  She was happy to
just sit back and enjoy the pleasure and keep on muttering to Megan as her
caresses began to slide down Megan's back.

   Naiya had no conception of time, but she knew that it was several
minutes of this sensuous foreplay before she started realizing that Megan's
kisses were slowly heading downward.  It just felt so good to feel Megan's
lips softly kissing their way across her ribs and then down her belly. 
Still, she was almost disappointed when Megan began to move and their
closeness was broken up for a second before she was back to kissing the top
of Naiya's belly until she started to run out of room on the bed and then
got up and told Naiya to put her legs over the edge of the bed.

   Naiya did as she was asked, but not without a token protest that Megan
laughed off as she got down on her knees between Naiya's legs and returned
to kissing Naiya's belly.  Naiya's hands once again found their way to
Megan's head to softly pet her hair as she kissed, nibbled and licked her
way slowly down the flat expanse of Naiya's belly.

   Again, Naiya couldn't help but shiver every once in awhile when Megan's
lips hit a particularly sensitive spot or when she dragged her hair across
Naiya's belly teasingly.  Naiya occasionally still ventured to tease back
with her words, but Megan, apparently intent on continuing at her own pace
never did anything more than smile teasingly or laugh lightly in response
as she took her time.  She even seemed to slow down a bit whenever Naiya
got too lippy, but eventually Naiya learned her lesson.  By the time Megan
was teasingly dipping her tongue into Naiya's navel Naiya was already
biting her lip half in anticipation and half to hold back her tongue.  It
was a successful strategy until Megan broke the silence herself.

   "Mmm, I can smell you," was what Megan whispered as she kissed her way
to just above Naiya's shaved pussy still covered by her panties.

   "Yeah?" was all Naiya could think of in way of response as she craned
her neck to look Megan in the eyes as her roommate smiled up at her.

   "Mmhmm," Megan said and nodded before placing an incredibly soft kiss on
Naiya's panties just above where Naiya's clit resided before obviously
inhaling Naiya's scent before adding "Mmm."

   All Naiya could do was shiver and groan in response.  Sure, it was a bit
cheesy, a bit porny, but, god damn it, it was just too cute and with the
soft, loving lick that Megan applied to Naiya's panties along Naiya's
crease immediately after she was done speaking she just couldn't help
herself.  She didn't want to either as Megan continued to lick, kiss and
tease her through her panties and occasionally veering off to kiss and bite
Naiya's inner thighs before she finally pulled Naiya's panties to the side
and kissed Naiya's pussy before she finally began to get a little more
serious.

   "Holy fuck," Naiya said as Megan's tongue began to toy with her crease,
slipping between her labia, sliding up and down her slit, occasionally
applying just the right amount of pressure to her clit for the briefest of
moments as Megan teased her some more, but in a much more satisfying
manner. Hell, it barely even qualified as teasing.  She just wasn't at the
point where she was ready to concentrate on making Naiya come.  Instead,
she was still testing the waters and taking her time enjoying the reactions
of Naiya as she tried and failed to get her to commit.

   "You're such a bitch," Naiya managed to spit out as Megan finished
teasing her clit for what seemed like the hundredth time before turning
away again and kissing Naiya's silky smooth inner thigh and then slapping
away Naiya's hand away when she tried to touch herself.

   "You just need to be patient, you crybaby.  Let me explore." Megan
replied, smiling impishly.  "Besides, you know this is fun and it's just so
much fun making you squirm."

   "You know what's more fun?  Making me come." Naiya was actually
surprised she was able to get that all out.  Megan had been busy nibbling
on her other thigh as she started speaking and it felt great.

   "Hmm, maybe, but what's in it for me?" Megan was still smiling even as
she finished asking the question and then made sure Naiya would have a hard
time responding by spreading her open and giving her a nice long lick that
ended right on her clit.  She then blew a stream a cold air on the
sensitive little nubbin of flesh causing Naiya to squirm before she veered
off again to kiss Naiya just above her mound.

   "Oh my God!  You are so mean!" Naiya said laughing a bit as she
recovered from the shiver all that teasing had caused to race through her
body.

   "You still haven't answered my question..." Megan said, still smiling
and once again she did her best to make it hard (if not impossible) for
Naiya to answer by biting her inner thigh ever so gently and then blowing
on her aroused pussy once again.

   "That is so wrong... I can't even remember your question, you evil
bitch."

   "Ah, poor baby." Megan said and pouted ironically before adding "Am I
being mean?" Again, she didn't let Naiya answer, but this time she decided
not to simply tease her.  Instead, she started to lick and tongue the soft
pink flesh that was still exposed to her and didn't stop as Naiya started
to squirm on the bed.  Nor did she stop when Naiya's hips began to grind
gently against her face.  No, she just kept right on exploring and tasting
Naiya's soft, pink folds only teasing her roommate and lover by
occasionally flicking her tongue across her throbbing clit while denying
Naiya the prolonged stimulation she so obviously desired.

   At least, Megan didn't do that right a way.  No, she held off and
instead took the time to enjoy and savor the taste of Naiya's sweetness,
the smell of her warm, wet folds, the sight of that beautiful pink flower
nestled between its dark brown petals in between those soft, light brown
thighs for as long as Naiya would allow her to do so.  This proved to be
quite awhile as Naiya just reveled in the end of teasing letting one hand
gently caress and guide Megan's head while the other was busy caressing her
own breasts in a slow, luxurious manner.

   "God, you really do taste good," Megan whispered once and Naiya
responded by simply sighing and guiding Megan's head back to her pussy. 
Megan didn't mind one little bit.  In fact, she actually found it more than
a little pleasing to know she was giving Naiya that much pleasure and it
just made her want to give her even more.  Which is exactly what she did as
she finally, but still slowly, began to bring her oral attentions to a
focus on Naiya's hooded clit.

   Naiya's reaction was instantaneous.  The sigh she was in the middle of
releasing was cut off as a shock went through her entire body.  When
Megan's finger made it's presence known before the shock of pleasure had
fully wore off Naiya couldn't help but release that breath in a quick, high
pitched squeak that almost killed the moment completely when Megan had to
stifle a laugh.  Stifle it she did, however, as she continued to ease her
finger deep inside of Naiya's cunt before slowly inserting another while
Naiya just sighed contentedly and occasionally moaned as Megan began to
slowly move her fingers in and out of Naiya's tight pussy.

   It wasn't until Megan started to curl her fingers a bit like Naiya
herself had done the night before that Naiya found herself having to bite
her pillow in order to keep their neighbors from overhearing.  Somehow she
even managed to reach her stereo on the table at the end of her bed to turn
up the volume just a little bit more in the hopes that it would cover the
ecstatic cries she felt building within her as Megan pushed her ever closer
to the edge.

   Not that she had any idea that any of that actually worked, because the
closer she came to coming the less she cared if anyone could hear her.  She
also had other things to worry about: like the fact that her legs were
starting to shake as her butt kept sliding off the edge of the bed. 
Luckily, that was solved quite easily when Megan urged Naiya to throw her
legs over Megan's shoulders.  Sadly, this caused a momentary interruption
of Megan`s task as well as making it harder for Megan to finger her, but
Megan more than made up for it by somehow seemingly putting just a little
bit more into her oral efforts.  Naiya had no idea how it was done, but it
was and suddenly she felt the rush beginning to build inside her as Megan's
tongue traced odd little patterns across her clit at a break neck speed.

   When Naiya came she had no idea if she was screaming or not, no idea if
she was even breathing.  For a second she had no clue whether she was alive
or dead.  All she knew was that suddenly her head was full of stars and
that her ears were full of buzzing and her muscles had gone slightly mad as
they clenched and released wildly.  How someone as inexperienced as Megan
had managed to do this to her wasn't even on her mind at the time, but when
she finally came down she couldn't help but be amazed.  Coming down took
awhile however and by the time she could even think clearly enough to have
that thought Megan was already pushing her to another mind blowing, body
shaking orgasm that left her limp and sweating and delirious to the point
that she didn't even know how ended up sitting on the floor of their dorm
room passionately devouring Megan's sweet mouth and licking her own cum
from her lover's face when it finally passed.

   Still, Naiya was hardly sated.  No, even after all the pleasure she had
just received, even though it left her feeling weak as a kitten, she just
couldn't bring herself to be satisfied with just that.  No, she wanted more
and she wanted to give back at least a portion of what she'd just received.
No, wanted was the wrong word: Naiya needed to make Megan come and she
needed it more than anything in the world at that moment and it was with
that thought in mind that she began to ease her friend onto her back on the
floor.

   Naiya tried to be as patient and methodical as Megan had been, but she
quickly found it impossible.  She was simply too driven by her passion to
control herself enough for that.  Luckily, Megan clearly didn't mind.  If
she did it was hard to tell through all the soft sighs and sweet little
moans she was breathing into Naiya's mouth as Naiya kissed her deeply.  In
fact, she almost seemed to revel in the slightly more animalistic nature of
Naiya's lovemaking, gladly opening her legs for Naiya's hand when it sought
out her already dripping wet pussy not long after Naiya had pushed her to
the floor.

   When Naiya quickly added a second finger Megan's moans and sighs quickly
lost their softness.  After Naiya's thumb joined into add direct
stimulation to Megan's clit Naiya was almost afraid to stop kissing her
because Megan was already beginning to get quite loud.  Still, there were
nipples and soft skin to kiss, lick, nibble and bite such a temptingly
short distance away.  It was quite the dilemma, but she quickly realized
she still didn't care who knew that they were fucking and she quickly
attempted to satisfy her desires to ravage Megan's beautiful breasts.

   Sadly, Megan just wasn't in the mood to cooperate on this small point.
Instead as Naiya made to break the kiss and maneuver her head downwards
Megan's hands, which had previously been busy mindlessly caressing Naiya's
back, were suddenly pulling Naiya back into the kiss.  Naiya almost
laughed, but she held it back as she quickly decided to give her friend a
minute before she tried again, but when she did Megan again refused, but
this time she did it in a way Naiya simply could not refuse.

   "Please kiss me," Megan said at that moment, in a soft, quaking voice
with a look in her eyes that could only be described as one of pure,
unadulterated need.  It was a look that Naiya had no hope of fighting
against, so she didn't even try.  She simply gave in and returned to
kissing Megan with passion and even a little bit of what she had to admit
was love as she penetrated her tight, warm pussy, curling her fingers while
searching for and finding that sweet, little spot inside of her lover until
Megan was shaking underneath her and sighing out her pleasure into Naiya's
mouth.

   Megan's orgasm seemed to go on forever.  When she was finally done and
Naiya removed her fingers from Megan's warm, wet snatch they were simply
coated with Megan's cum.  Naiya actually stared at her fingers stunned for
a moment at how much there was on her hand before Megan gently grabbed her
hand and, just as she had done the night before, she began to lick her own
creamy secretions from Naiya's fingers silently begging Naiya with her eyes
to join her.  Naiya didn't even have think about it before she joined her
and then, naturally, they were kissing once again.

   This kiss, however, was not the end of their lovemaking.  Not by a long
shot.  It was as if they were both suddenly insatiable, like they now
needed this beautiful thing they were sharing more than they needed
anything else.  Even the kiss and everything else that they had just shared
was nowhere close to enough.  They needed more.  They need to give each
other all that they possibly could and it was with that in mind (though it
was a hardly a fully formed thought for either of them) that they found
themselves opening their legs and sliding their bodies until they found
themselves, almost without a thought as to what they were doing, grinding
against each other on the floor of their dorm.

   It was actually a much more complicated maneuver than either of them
could have anticipated, but by the time Naiya realized there was a good
chance she was going to get serious carpet burn on her knees from the
cheap, rough carpet that covered the floor it was too late.  She was far
too lost in the pleasure that was emanating from her pussy as she pounded
it more or less against Megan's cunt to even think of turning back. 
Honestly, it was highly doubtful that Megan would even have let her as she
had wrapped her legs around Naiya's hips and her arms around Naiya's back
with her hands on the back of Naiya's head to hold her in a kiss almost as
soon as she realized what Naiya had had in mind and she didn't let go until
not only she came, which she did quite quickly, but Naiya as well.

   Of course, that was hardly all they did that afternoon.  In fact, by the
time they heard the halls filling up with the sound of girls (and some boys
since it was the weekend and well before eleven as per the rules of their
school) coming back from the game they had practically wore each other out.
Luckily, they had also managed to get in a shower and get fully dressed
before Becky and Connie came by to bug them to go to some random party as
usual which they declined because they were honestly far too tired to even
think about it.  Not tired enough to keep them from enjoying a little more
private time together exploring each other's bodies, but even then it was
much more making out and gently fingering each other and much less vigorous
grinding and doing their best to try and make each other come over and over
again.

   At least, not that night.  Many other nights over the next month and a
half were a different story as they both quickly realized that what they'd
shared that weekend was hardly a fluke or an experiment for either of them.
In fact, it never had been as Naiya eventually learned when Megan finally
admitted that she'd been thinking about what it would be like to be more
than friends with Naiya ever since they'd both moved into their dorm room,
but had sadly never had the courage to let Naiya know because until Naiya
had come out to her she had no idea she was even into girls and after that
she was still at a loss because, honestly, she had no clue how to even
bring it up.  After hearing Naiya's story about her relationship with
Ashlee she hadn't even been sure she wanted to because by that time Megan
had started to think of Naiya as the closest friend she had.  Naturally
Megan hadn't wanted history to repeat itself not only for her sake, but for
Naiya's as well.

   Oddly, though, that worry proved to be completely unfounded.  At least,
so it seemed for the time being because they'd both quickly realized that
were now much, much more than simply friends and roommates after several
weeks of fucking like bunnies, cuddling like lovers and sleeping in the
same bed with each other even on those nights when one or both of them were
far too tired or busy to spend the night discovering new ways to make each
other come.  In fact, they had both pretty much realized that right away,
but it wasn't until a month after that fateful night when Becky, who'd been
acting odd and suspicious around them for a couple weeks, finally asked
them if they were dating (as they found out that same day she'd figured out
they were fucking long before that, but had kept quiet not wanting to seem
nosy) that they both simultaneously answered yes without even thinking
about it that it was finally confirmed much to their mutual relief.

   It was actually a relief to Becky as well, because, as they found out as
soon as they'd said yes, Becky was more than cool about it.  In fact, she
was almost happier than they were because she finally had someone to
confess her feelings for Connie to.  Sadly, unlike Naiya and Megan's
relationship that was a hopeless cause because Connie was incurably
straight.  Eventually, with Naiya and Megan's eager help, Becky did finally
find someone, but that was another story altogether.

   Yep, all in all, by the time Thanksgiving break came along Naiya was an
incredibly happy person, but the way her relationship with Ashlee had ended
was still bothering her and that made the happiness feel more than a little
undeserved as the time to go home for the long weekend approached.  Luckily
with the help of Megan, whom she refused to make the mistake of not
communicating with, she was beginning to realize that it was something she
could at least try to fix.  In fact, Megan even offered to go with her just
for the added support, but Naiya had refused.  Besides, Naiya really wanted
to test the waters with her parents before bringing her roommate home for
the holidays.

   She was seriously tempted to say yes, though, but more because the
closer they got to the break the more she began to realize just how much
she'd miss being around Megan even if was only going to be just an extra
long weekend apart.  The fact that Megan had openly admitted feeling the
say way on multiple occasions made Naiya feel a little less silly about it,
but it didn't stop Becky from teasing them both relentlessly whenever she
caught them pining for each other before they`d even left.  Not that they
minded one little bit because it actually helped them realize how silly it
was to worry about being apart for not even four whole days

   Still, Naiya was more nervous about what would happen when she got home
than she was about being separated from Megan.  Having long ago decided
that come hell or high water she was going to go through with her plans to
at least try to apologize to Ashlee when she went home didn`t mean she was
all that stoked about what it would be like to see her former best friend
and lover again to offer her an apology she wasn`t even certain would be
welcomed let alone accepted.  It was just something she had to do.  Not for
selfish reasons (though she had to admit there definitely were a few of
those), but because she authentically felt she needed to.  She felt she
owed Ashlee at least an admission that it was all her fault and that it had
nothing to do with anything Ashlee had done whatsoever.

   It was important to her and luckily Megan realized this and supported
her fully.  Even Macy did to an extent as she found out when Macy called
her one day about a week before thanksgiving just to let her know that she
at least didn't hate her and that she didn't want the holiday to be all
weird and awkward.  She was even happy to hear that Naiya had found herself
a girlfriend and was starting to actually become comfortable with her
sexuality.  She was however more than a little cautious about Naiya's plans
to apologize.

   "Look," she had said in a cautioning voice when Naiya had revealed her
plans "I understand why you'd want to do that and, not to shit on you or
make you feel bad or anything, but I'm definitely glad you understand that
it was you and not her, but I have to warn you: don't expect miracles.  You
hurt her Naiya.  You broke her heart.  That's not going to just go away
because you're sorry."

   "I know," was all Naiya could say in response.

   "But... ugh, you know, do it, though.  She needs to hear it.  I mean,
you know... she still talks about you, Naiya.  I know she misses you. 
Hell, we both do and I'm sure you miss us, but don't think that that means
you guys are suddenly going to be best friends again.  I mean, I don`t want
to rub it in or anything, but even I was really pissed at you for a long
time.  I know you know that, but... yeah.  Just don`t expect an apology to
make everything better.  I know I`ve said that like a billion times, but...
you know..."

   "Yeah, I know..."

   And on and on like that.  It was actually something Naiya knew she
needed to hear if only because it helped her lower her expectations, keep
them realistic and down to earth.  Sadly, as the time to leave grew closer
her expectations started go beyond harsh realism to the point that she was
actually starting to feel pretty down about the whole idea.  In fact, two
days before she was supposed to leave to go home she told Megan that she
wasn't going to go.  When Megan told her bluntly that yes, indeed she was
going they actually had what might be called their first fight that almost
ended with Naiya walking out the door in a huff.  Luckily, Megan stopped
her and refused to let her leave until she saw reason.

   "Look, you know you want to and you know you have to.  You've built it
up so much that if you don't you'll just hate yourself for it.  Look it
took me awhile to fully understand this whole thing, but I get it: you need
closure, so go get it.  Please, just do it and just remember that whatever
happens I'll still be here for you, I'll still love you, I'm not going to
promise to make everything perfect if... I don't know, but whatever. 
You're like the best thing that ever happened to me and I just want you to
be happy, okay?"

   "You love me?" Naiya had said, smiling sadly even as she felt tears
beginning to well up in her eyes.  That was actually the first time either
of them had used the L word in that context.  Even without the turmoil
Naiya had been putting herself through she still would've been touched just
to hear Megan say it.

   But it wasn't just that or even the conversation/fight they'd just had
that helped bring the tears to her eyes.  There was also the realization
that it had been Ashlee saying essentially the same thing that had helped
throw Naiya mind completely out of whack.  Now, however, as Megan said it,
it just made her feel so damned good she felt like she could almost burst.

   "Of course I do.  Don't be silly.  You're the best thing that has ever
happened to me.  I mean you're like the best friend I've ever had.  I've
said that a billion times and I've meant it every time.  You're smart,
you're fun to talk to, you're beautiful and sweet and you're... God, I hate
saying it like this because it sounds so shallow, but you're fucking
awesome in bed.  I'm like the luckiest girl in the world.  It's like fate
or some shit just brought us together, like it was meant to be.  I... I
don't know, I just love you, Naiya."

   "I love you too, baby," was all Naiya could think of to say in response
to all that as she pulled Megan to her for a hard, loving hug that quickly
became a deep, passionate kiss.  Really, there wasn't all that much more
for her to say.  Megan had pretty much said everything she would have said
in her place.  After only knowing Megan for just a few months and being her
lover for not even two of them Naiya couldn't help but realize that she
definitely loved Megan in a deep and powerful way and it felt great to know
that Megan felt the same way.  In a way, it felt even better for Naiya to
be able to say it out loud to both herself and her lover.

   There were other things that felt good as well.  Like the way their
embrace quickly became more than just a simple kiss and instead it quickly
built to something much more as Megan guided Naiya onto her back and then
slowly began to remove her lover's clothes before, as had quickly become
something of a pattern, she slowly and methodically began to kiss every
inch of skin on Naiya's body that she could from the top of her to her arm
pits, breasts, ribcage, belly, legs, feet and so much more before finally
going down on Naiya in a slow and loving way that had never yet failed to
leave Naiya a quivering, sweating mass of used up girl.  Then, of course
Naiya did her best to do the same for Megan until they were both thoroughly
exhausted and satisfied sometime after midnight.

   By the time Naiya awoke the next morning to shower and grab a bite to
eat before heading off to her last class before break Naiya felt much
better than she had before.  Sure, she was still worried about whether or
not she was making a good decision with her plan or if she was just setting
herself up for an incredible disappointment, but now she at least felt like
their would be someone there for her to help soften the blow, someone who
loved her, someone who cared for her and someone whom she loved and cared
for as well.  Whatever fate might have in store for her over the next few
days she was fairly certain that at least that wouldn't change any time
soon.