Easy Morning

In the light of the morning, the swirling mess of hormones and lust back in their proper places, Taylor ponders last night. Should they have done that? What would Watson think if he knew? How could she look him in the eyes?

THAT WAS SO FUN! Cary is so great... Watson is so hot... If I could sleep here every night...

She looks to her right and sees Cary sleeping peacefully. Beautiful greasy black hair strung over her pillow. She's tempted to look, to touch, to grope, to kiss, all these things are just within reach... but it's not even breakfast yet, that would be quite rude as the guest.

Taylor sleepily walks to the bathroom to pee. As she sits her mind wanders.

I didn't think it would be so easy to touch myself right next to another girl-- let alone my best friend. I'm not sure if she wanted to do anything together... I don't know what I would have done if she tried to touch me or kiss me. I think I would like it... But how could I like a brother and a sister? That only seems disastrous, this isn't a fanfic where I can just have anything happen I conjure up in my horny-porn-addled brain. I need to find a way to get closer to Watson... Maybe without assaulting him this time. Unless he likes that...

She dries the excess pee with a little bit of toilet paper and flushes. She puts her purple panties back on that smell a little from the night before and goes back to Cary's room. Watson's door is still closed, she wonders when he usually wakes up. She also wonders if she should leave a little gift for him to find...

Upon entering, Cary is naked, back facing her combing her hair in the mirror. A blush comes upon her face as she closes the door, nervous to hide herself from the beauty in front of her.

"Good morning!" Said Cary, in a way happier mood than usual. It's almost as if last night unlocked something in her, something new, something joyful, something full of friendship and discovery.

"How'd you sleep?" She asked, taking off her stinky clothes and putting on clean ones.

"So well! Taylor, I need to say this, I'm so glad we're friends. I feel so bonded to you after last night. I don't think I've ever had a friend who I've been so close with before."

"Me too! Oh Cary!" Taylor didn't know what else to say. They hugged and brushed cheeks and smiled at each other like youth in motion.

"Okay, I'm gonna go brush!" She said leaving to go use the bathroom. They seemed to have an understanding that last night was special, but neither of them were serious romantically about each other. They knew Taylor's heart belonged to Watson.

I need to figure out a way to get my panties in his room, or at least a way for him to find them without knowing I want him to. Perhaps Cary can help me when she comes back.

Back from the bathroom, both fully dressed in fresh clothes now, Taylor asks Cary. "Hey so, um, quick question."

"Yuh huh?"

"I want to um..."

"Yeah?"

"I want to give Watson my purple panties from last night without him knowing... How do you think I could do that..."

"Girl you got it baaad."

"I knowwwww."

"Okay okay. Um, go down to breakfast and wait for him, he was just going into the bathroom when I was out. I'll go in his room, and slip it in with his laundry, he'll think it's mine or Cams and it got mixed up with his?"

"Do you think he'll..."

"What do boys usually do with old underwear?"

"I-- Well I'm not sure, but I want him to smell me and like it..."

They both blushed. "Well, Taylor, maybe your dreams shall come true."

"Has he ever... with yours?"

Cary stood confused for a second, "I've honestly never thought about that... I don't know how I would feel if he did... But let's focus on you for the first round hehe."

"Okay-- down to breakfast."

Watson woke up oblivious to all the girls had gotten up to last night. Although he was still thinking about seeing Taylor in the bathroom. It was strange for him to see her at the breakfast table when he walked downstairs. She was wearing just a t-shirt and jeans this morning, no hoodie to hide her petite figure. His mom and her are chatting about the newest episode of such and such. Taylor looked happy, content, at peace. Very different from her demeanor at school. He liked it... He liked it a lot.

Soon Cary bounced downstairs. She looked different as well. Her gothic and dark tones often clouded her mood, but this morning there was something different. Still the black cloth covered her, but there was a joy that seeped through that Watson grew curious of.

Cary and Taylor shared a look and a nod, she had done it, panties planted. After some small talk with mom, the three of them got in the car and drove to school. Camille hadn't come home last night--they wondered where she was, what she had gotten up to.