ALICE Ch 98

That sobers Alice.

“Yeah,” she says, sighing. “That’s hard.”

It’s true. F1 is a lot of work and a lot of travel. Alice doesn’t have to miss her partner because she doesn’t have one. She’s never had anything remotely serious. The handful of bi-curious girls that she fooled around with as a teenager doesn’t count; none of that lasted more than a few months because Alice’s karting was so demanding on her time. Nobody wants to get serious with someone who spends all their time on planes and in a simulator, doing press conferences and working out on various different continents for like 10 months out of the year.

They can joke about the Amazons, but Colby’s situation is legitimately tough. And Alice misses her family constantly.

Alice watches Colby sigh and look at the ceiling.

Colby’s work almost all happens at the Paddock. These nights in these hotel rooms… must be really hard. Alice, at least, has plenty of distractions.

“You two must Facetime a lot,” she says.

Colby makes a face. “She’s busy. She’s the president. And there’s a lot of business stuff now too.”

“Business?”

“It’s a long story.” Colby hesitates, gazing at the wall. “And it’s CCL, you know?”

“I mean, yeah. That’s great, right?” Growing up in Gurlberg aggressively bisexual, the local horny lesbian sorority was involved in at least 25% of Alice’s masturbatory fantasies.

“I mean, I know she does stuff. Initiating pledges and all that.” Colby’s expression turns sour. “But she’s amazing. And I think about all those freshmen and stuff and…”

Alice’s expression softens. “You don’t trust her?”

Colby opens her mouth and then closes it. She’s suddenly tearful. “I mean, I know some of the stuff she does because we talk about it. But I don’t know if that’s all of it. And I know what I did,” she adds, wiping her eyes. “It’s complicated. And I don’t want to just sit here and think about it.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s just like…” Colby shakes her phone, then rolls her eyes and tosses it aside. “This fucking crew.”

Alice snorts. “Can’t even be bothered to come and bukkake you to take your mind off things?”

Another tear rolls down Colby’s face as she laughs. She wipes it away. “I mean, yeah? God, is that too much to ask for? To have some fucking human contact?”

Alice is sympathetic. She looks out the window and sighs, then leans back and rests her chin on her hand.

“Too bad there isn’t a charming, beautiful, very hung woman handy to help you out with that problem,” she says.

Colby looks at her, still close to tears.

“Could there be?” she asks.

Alice is a little taken aback, but she’s nothing if not adaptable.

“Um,” she replies. “I mean…”