Admit you do actually care about her

You take a deep breath to calm yourself down before speaking. “Trish, I care about Mandy. A lot.” You say truthfully, your heart racing in anticipation of what this could mean for you both.

“Good answer,” Trish grins widely at you and slaps your arm playfully before turning around and walking away.

As she walks off, you can’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness welling up inside of you. You slowly make your way back to the dorms, replaying her words in your head over and over again.

Once back in the room, you see Mandy is sound asleep, and in your bed. Due to the placement of the sheets you can clearly tell she is wearing panties and nothing else.

You strip down to your boxers and climb into bed with Mandy, careful not to wake her. You slowly and gently run your hand up her side, coming to rest on her shoulder, savoring the feeling of being so close to her. You hesitate for a moment, unsure what to do, when you feel Mandy’s hand grab yours and she pulls your arm around her, forcing you into a tight embrace.

You let out a soft sigh of contentment, wrapping your other arm around her waist, savoring the warmth that radiated from her body. You slowly start to move your hand up and down her side, feeling her soft skin against yours, every gentle touch sending electric shocks through you. Mandy responds by nuzzling closer into your chest, her breathing becoming more and more rhythmic as she slips deeper into slumber.