Curiousity compels us.

They've spent most of the night working their way through the various improvised bondage toys Nick scrounged up. Nick doesn't even know anymore what time it is, only that, somehow in the heat and excitement of fucking their way around the place, they've finally made it to a bed. The sheets and blankets are all over the bedroom, Tommy laying still, gazing adoringly at Bailey, who is curled up with her, eyes closed, a gentle smile on her face. Nick is sitting up over them, aware of how beautiful the girls are. He's got one hand on Tommy's ass, rubbing gently; the other hand is running through Bailey's hair. The three of them are catching their breath; Nick suspects Tommy is working her strength back up for another go.

Bailey sighs, contentedly. She opens her eyes, looking up and them both. "Thank you," she says, true gratitude in her tone.

"Are you kidding?" Tommy smiles. "We should be thanking you." She grins, slightly self-conscious. "This way, Nicki gets to play with a real girl."

Before Nick can correct her, Bailey sits up and places her hands on both sides of Tommy's face. She kisses Tommy deeply, lovingly, intimately. "You are beautiful, Tommy," she whispers. "So very pretty, and sweet, and you make me feel-"

She chokes out, and a few tears trickle down her face. Tommy hugs her tight, kissing her all over her face and throat. "Please don't cry, Bailey," she says, tearing up also. The two girls hold each other, letting their emotions out.

After a few minutes, when both girls have cried themselves out, they sit there silently, holding hands and resting on each other. Nick has stayed as quiet as he can, trying not to interrupt their moment. Bailey seems to realize he's holding back, and rolls over onto her back, pulling Tommy down beside her so they are side by side in the bed. Pulling a blanket up to cover them both, she smiles at Nick. "Tell us a story, Nicki," she murmurs.

"There was once a damaged and evil man who found himself in love with two unique and lovely creatures," he intones, seriously.

"You're not evil," Tommy complains. "No one who was evil could be so wonderful."

He shrugs. "Even a monster can be saved, sometimes."

Bailey hugs Tommy close. "Do you mind if I ask how you two met?"

Tommy and Nick look at each other, and Tommy laughs. "It's kind of embarrassing."

Bailey smiles, then nods. "Okay." She thinks for a moment. "How about if I go first?"

"We already know how we met you, silly," Tommy giggles.

"No," Bailey says. "I mean, how I ended up there."

Nick stills, not sure she really wants to tell them her secrets. Tommy knows, though; she kisses Bailey's cheek. "If you do, I'll tell my story, too." She looks over to Nick, sneaky. "And then it's your turn, Mr. Mysterious."

He realizes they're at a point of no return. Can he do this? Should he? Before he can decide, Bailey takes a deep breath, and dives in.