Hannah and Taylor's sex toys

Heather looked at the contents of the drawer, then back over her shoulder. Taylor and Hannah froze with the most fake innocent "Who me?" looks on their faces.

Heather had a big, fat smirk on her face. "Well, YOU TWO are well-prepared." she said.

"I see we can't hide anything from you," Taylor said.

"It's not like we were gonna be able to hide it all break, Sugarbees," Hannah said to Taylor.

"Especially when you TAKE ALL THE TOYS OUT OF THE BAG," Taylor replied.

"Wait, is this one...?" Heather said, her voice trailing off. "And this...?"

"All right, all right, bring them all over," Taylor said. "Sex education class is in session."

Heather scooped up a drawer full of this and that, silicone and straps and snaps and bottles and capped tubes and things and brought them over to the bed.

"Yeah, me and Taylor were peer educators for the dorms this year," Hannah said.

"Not with THESE as visual aids," Taylor said. "Well, MOSTLY not these." Taylor swept her hand over the coverlet and picked up a realistically modeled silicone penis, one of several from the drawer. "This one is a 50th-percentile American male erection," she said. "Just about six inches long from here to here."

Heather laughed. "Fiftieth-percentile?"

"Guys want to know how they measure up," Hannah said. "They get all puffed up if they measure bigger."

Taylor shook her head. "Unfortunately, one of the big questions from women is 'What do I do if my boyfriend is too big?' Ever had that problem, Heather?"

"Noooo, it always works," Heather said with a grin. Then she frowned and looked up to one side. "Oh. Well, a couple times when the guy was long it kind of hurt when he went deep. But only in some positions."

Taylor nodded. "Yeah," she said. "So your favorite position may not work for every guy you want to be with."

Hannah added. "A lot of what we end up doing is encouraging people to speak up if things aren't working, in ways that don't break the moment. We do a lot of roleplays. A lot of people are really scared to put their partner off."

"So they ruin it for both of them because they're afraid of ruining it," Taylor said. "But you, we're not worried about. Class dismissed."

Hannah laughed.

"Seriously, what did you bring all this stuff for?" Heather asked. "You weren't going to have sex ed class out here at the lake."

Taylor and Hannah looked at each other.

"Should you tell her, or should I?" Hannah asked.

"You do it," Taylor said. "No, we'll both do it."

"We have sex with each other," Hannah and Taylor said in chorus.

There was a pause. Somewhere outside, a door closed, a few pairs of feet went down the cabin steps and scuffed onto the path toward the lake.

"You're girlfriends?" Heather asked.

Taylor and Hannah looked at each other.

"Um, no," Taylor said. "Well, not now."

"Not now?" Heather asked. She wore confusion on her face.

"Yeah, not now," Hannah said. "Should we tell her?"

"We better," Taylor said. "Quick version. Best friends. Roommates. We talk about everything. We started doing the peer sex education together. And of course we'd talk about it afterward. Sometimes it gets intense. Real. You feel like you've helped someone, saved them from misery. It's powerful."

"Yeah," Hannah added. "So on top of that, you know roommates tend to sync up their monthly cycle? You bleed at the same time, you get cravings at the same time..."

"You get horny at the same time," Taylor said.

Heather's eyes widened.

Taylor continued, "So we're doing this real, intense, good work around sex and we're turned on by it and we're talking about it into the night and we look at each other and..."

"And we kissed. And," Hannah said.

"Yeah. And," Taylor said. "The next morning Hannah ditched her boyfriend and we were steady girlfriends after that."

Hannah looked at Taylor. Taylor looked at Hannah.

"It was magic," Taylor said.

"It was heaven," Hannah said.

"For about two months," Taylor said. She closed her mouth, her lips curling. "Until."

"Until Taylor stood me up when we had a special evening planned," Hannah said.

"Well, actually, it was until Hannah cheated on me with her old boyfriend," Taylor said. "When I had to stay late that night for extra study time because it was so hard for me to concentrate."

They looked at each other again.

"Because it was two months later," Hannah said.

"Because we were both horny at the same time again," Taylor said. "So that was the end of us going steady."

"You're still friends after all that?" Heather asked. "You didn't, like, have to move out?"

Taylor and Hannah laughed.

"You know how hard it is to get a new dorm space three weeks before exams?" Taylor said. "I wasn't gonna drop a grade for this."

Hannah shook her head. "It's not like we hated each other. It's just that it wasn't working."

Taylor looked back at Hannah. "Not as a steady thing," she said.

Hannah laughed. "Not QUITE steady," she said. She tossed her golden hair. "Just frequent."

Taylor laughed. "Take this, Hanners." She grinned and poked Hannah in the belly.

"Take that, Sugarbees," Hannah said, poking Taylor below the panty line. "And that, and that, and that. Just say when."

"Oooh!" Taylor said, and giggled.

Heather's mouth loosened, then tightened. "OH," she said, nodding. "THAT'S what these are for?"

Hannah left off poking Taylor. "Yeppers," Hannah said. "This one with the snaps, that's Taylor's, it goes on like that. I have the one with the straps that adjust with the rings because I like to adjust mine each time."

"Actually they're kind of new," Taylor said. "Well, hers is." Taylor's cheeks turned a little pink.

"She just got me a new one," Hannah said.

"Okay," Heather said, watching as Hannah held up the two hip harnesses. Taylor's had nylon straps with snap catches, a triangular front panel with a single anchor ring to hold a trusty, non-fading silicone erection of whatever percentile was desired. Hannah had a larger model to fit her figure with broad, soft leather straps, a couple of cinches for tightness, and a front panel with two anchor rings closely stacked together, the top ring a little smaller.

Hannah laughed and put the toys down. "Sugarbees, we'd better get started on our nap if we're gonna make it to the lake this afternoon." She lay down beside Taylor and hugged her around the shoulders.

Taylor wiggled. "Ew, girl germs," she joked. "Haven't we weirded-out our roommate enough already? Ow! Quit it! Ooh!" Taylor's protests dissolved into giggles as Hannah went from nipping her earlobe to tickling her ribs.

Hannah desisted. "Okay," she said. "Whatever you say." Hannah got up and gazed out the window. "I'll just take my girl germs over here."

Heather broke up in a laugh. "You two," she said. "Mind if I change?"

"Go right ahead," Taylor said. She fixed her eyes on Hannah, posing at the window.

Heather changed into her white bikini, new for this season, and adjusted it in the mirror. She packed a beach bag and grabbed her hat and sunglasses. When she turned around, she saw that Taylor and Hannah were stretched out in bed together, cuddling gently. The toys and things had been rearranged onto the bedside table in easy reach.

"You two...you're gonna do it?" Heather said. "Now?"

"We were hoping you'd put a sock on the doorknob first, actually," Taylor said, snuggling a little closer to Hannah.

"It doesn't have to be one of our socks," Hannah said. "But if it's easy, here they are." She stuck her feet off the bed.

"Okay," Heather said. She shook her head and laughed. She collected a silky lightweight tan sock from Taylor and a bright pink half-calf sock from Hannah. They wiggled their toes at her.

"Take the other one off," Hannah said.

"Mine too," Taylor added.

Heather rolled her eyes and pulled off the other two socks. Hannah and Taylor giggled.

"Thanks!" Hannah said.

"Yeah, thanks!" Taylor said.

Heather looked at them skeptically. "I think you're still girlfriends," she said. "You're certainly acting like it."

Taylor blinked her bright blue eyes. "I couldn't possibly say," she said. Hannah was nibbling at Taylor's earlobe again. "But if you stick around... eek! ...you might have some evidence... eek! ...one way or the other."

Heather said, "Maybe you two should be sharing a room with Brandon and Ashley, so we can keep it all contained."

"You better go now," Hannah said. "Unless you're planning to stay."

Heather snorted. "I bet I'll get another chance," she said. "Geeze, you two."

"But will you get a better chance?" Hannah said with a laugh.

"What, are you serious?" Heather asked.

"Stick around and find out," Hannah said. "But first put a sock or two on the door, huh?"