Another friend

Everyone turns to the door and freezes. You try to remember if you ordered a pizza or something, but don’t think you did.

“Is anyone expecting someone?” you ask the room.

Sabrina shakes her head and Skylar shrugs, saying, “I don’t think anyone else knows I’m here…”

Chelsea gives Skylar an embarrassed look. “I… may have told Olivia where I was going…” she tells her friend. You head over to the door and peek through the peephole.

“Dark hair, light skin, hazel eyes? Slender body?” You ask, scanning the person on the other side for identifying features.

“Sounds about right,” Chelsea confirms.

“What? Why did you bring Liv?” Skylar asks as she covers herself with her hands, suddenly self conscious about her state of undress.

“Because I don’t go rushing off to some stranger’s place without letting someone know…” Chelsea chastises, less ashamed about her body. “I didn’t know if these people were creeps looking to take advantage of you and leave you in an abandoned alleyway or something!” She glances at you, then at Sabrina. “No offense.”

You shrug, “I can see where you’re coming from.” You then add in, “For the record, we don’t normally do this sort of thing…” Sabrina shrugs as well and gives an embarrassed, toothy smile.

Chelsea turns back to Skylar and tells her, “Seriously, you could have been hurt or worse if you met up with some bad characters! This is why I keep telling you that we have to run our plans by each other, so we don’t run into trouble!”

“But Sabrinathevirgin looked so innocent,” Skylar reasons. “I mean, look at her, she doesn’t look like the murderous type…”

“Well, thanks, I guess?” Sabrina shrugs again.

With all the talk of murderous creeps and alleyway trash, you can sense the sexual momentum dying a tragic ****. The knocking on the door picks up urgency as well.

“We should probably answer that,” Chelsea says, getting off the couch. Skylar digs around for her clothes. Sabrina is also putting her top back on too. It looks like the evening festivities are coming to a close unless you can act to save it.

“So… what are the odds of your friend Olivia joining us tonight?” you ask, in a last ditch effort to keep the party going.

“Liv?” Skylar wonders out loud. “I mean, she does Onlyfans too… but only nudes and light stuff… I don’t even know if she’s into girls…”

“Well actually, we made out once,” Chelsea reveals to her friend.

“What? When?” Skylar questions.

“Sandy’s party, after graduation. She and I were pretty wasted and I don’t remember who started the dares, but I do remember she smelled like lavender,” the pigtailed brunette reminisces with a wistful smile. “Of course, the rest of the night was a blur and we never talked about it after that, so I don’t know how she felt about it…”

“Maybe it would be better if you let her know you two are OK and then we can continue on after she leaves,” you suggest.

“Hmm… maybe,” Chelsea thinks. “But now that you brought up getting Olivia to join, I kind of want to see how that will go…”

“So, what’s the plan?” Skylar asks the room. “Open the door and let Olivia walk in on our orgy and ask her to join?”

“You should be subtler than that,” Chelsea suggests. “She’s here checking in on me and Sky! The last thing she’d want to do right now is join an orgy!”

“But when she sees we’re OK and having a good time, maybe she’ll want to join in on that!” Skylar points out.

“Or get freaked out and run away,” Chelsea counters. “Then we’ll have some explaining to do…”

You turn to Sabrina to get her opinion on the matter. She looks back and shrugs. “Don’t look at me, I’m just here to watch…” she informs you.