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Chapter 11 by whizzper

How does the meeting with Sara Lang go?

"I'm feeling depressed right now..."

Sharon looked at her smaller red headed friend, with a depressed look to her face she said, "I'm feeling depressed right now..."

Bridgett's face fell, she hated it when her friends were depressed. Bridgett reached out a hand and stroked her tall friends face, wiping some tears away that had escaped, "Oh, she'll forgive you. I know she will."

"You don't know what it's like, Bridge. My mom and I lived in almost fifteen different cities, in four different countries before I was ten years old! For the last two moves I didn't even bother to make friends. Just to lose them again so soon. When my mom and I settled here... On the first day of school that year... I know everyone was looking at me thinking, 'I wonder who the tall goofy kid with the weird accent is...' I know it, because I've felt the look. But then I was sitting alone at lunch and Courtney just plopped down right next to me and started chatting away like we'd known each other for years. I went home and cried because I thought I'd lose her soon."

"Aww...I was absent that day. Had the flu. Summer flus are the worst evah." Bridgett said, wiping away some more tears as she shifted to sit closer to her taller friend. Bridgett felt some tears coming to her own eyes as well as she tried to imagine feeling like she had felt.

"My mom came in and saw me crying, she asked 'How bad did they treat you already?' I said it was the opposite. She made me feel like I belonged here. I begged my mom not to move again. I wanted to stay here with Courtney. Later with you and Carla and the rest."

"And I'm glad you did." Bridgett said placing a hand above Sharon's bare knee, massaging her leg gently.

Sharon moaned slightly at the touch and turn her head to look at Bridgett. "What are you doing?"

Bridgett blushed, "I don't know. I've never felt like this before. I just want you to feel good. Not depressed. You know I'd do anything for my friends...anything."

Sharon and Bridgett stared at each other for another thirty seconds, their faces inches apart. Sharon brought her hand up to Bridgett's cheek.

Bridgett inhaled sharply at the touch, "I've never done anything like this..." She said quietly.

"Don't worry. We'll go as far as you want." Sharon said as she leaned in to kiss Bridgett lightly.

Bridgett's nerves gave way to lust as she kissed her tall friend back.

How far do they go?

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