Charlotte fucking herself to Melody.

Charlotte was panting quietly. Her undies had been pushed down her thighs, nearly to her knees, entirely by accident. She just couldn't stop thinking about Melody. She was thinking about all the nights in alone when things could have gone so much further. She was thinking about the years they had lived together, first in the school dorms and then in their own apartments. Those had been good times. And now they were almost over. Now Charlotte's greatest fantasy was at risk of never coming true at all, and that had never happened to her before.

There had been once-- the closest she had ever gotten. It had been at the end of their senior year. Both Charlotte and Melody had been accepted into their postgraduate programs, and they were celebrating by going out to a party where all the staff of the coffee shop the two of them worked at had been invited.

Charlotte remembered how they had prepared for the party. She could remember staring at Melody's back as she zipped herself into a tight blue dress. She remembered how Melody hadn't worn a bra that day. That thought had distracted Charlotte throughout the party, and now, she imagined how her friend might have looked under that dress when they were only inches apart.

Things had gotten steamier a few hours into the party. Someone had suggested a game of truth or dare, one that Char and Mel had enthusiastically taken part in. "It'll be like freshman year all over again!" Melody had said, smiling at her friend. That had lit a fire in Charlotte's breast, made her believe that she might actually have a chance at making her dream come true after so many nights.

She had gotten so close, too. The boys had focused on the girls, of course, as they always did. The six girls playing ended up in various states of undress, but no one more so than Charlotte. Within three turns, she had ended up fully naked, as usual. Her shorts and her halter top and her bra and undies had been thrown to the corner of the room, and she was waiting for anyone to seize the opportunity.

It had finally come. There was one guy-- Dylan. Once, he had gotten caught jerking it to a picture of Charlotte and Melody in bikinis on spring break. His ex girlfriend had drunkenly told Charlotte about it once, and it had been on her mind ever since. He got the chance to dare Charlotte, now, and to her glee he didn't waste his chance. The dare was given:

"Charlotte, make out with Melody."