Putting a Plan Together

Putting a Plan Together

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Grace stared at the screen and what she had written. She was surprised by what she saw. It was so different from what she had been trying to write. It was a jumble of words going back and forth, and yet her rambling seemed... hot. Really hot.

"So, what now?" Grace asked, the question vague enough to mean anything. She herself was uncertain of what she really meant and why. 'Was it the writing?' she thought. 'The sex? Did Bonnie-'

"Well," Bonnie said, drawing out her own response. She wasn't certain either. Things had really gotten out of hand, and she didn't know how. She had imagined being with a girl might happen at college for a pledge or "to experiment," but nothing like this. There had been something exciting about it, like it was real, and at the same time, it wasn't, as if following Grace's instructions had made it seem like it wasn't really happening, just pretending to be real. "Now... Now you know how to get into character." She added, pointing at the screen. "See! It's easy! You just have to get in their shoes and write what they think and write what they do and write what's happening and, and-" She stopped herself when she saw Grace's confused look on her face, "Sorry, I tend to ramble when I get nervous like now and I start talking like really really fast and, and... Sorry."

Grace nodded and shook her head as if trying to shake off all the extra words spilling out of Bonnie's lips and into her ears. The two girls awkwardly shifted in their seats and glanced back and forth between themselves and the laptop screen. The sudden loud ringing of Grace's phone both surprised and brought a subtle sigh of relief for the two girls as Grace checked the message. "Oh, Frak!" Grace gave out a frustrated sigh.

"What happened?" Bonnie asked curiously, and Grace just showed her the message on the phone.

'Hey Gracie, Can you do me a favor? Can your magic fingers find some dirt on Sharon? She's trying to show off how much better she is than all of us and I need something to show her up. Can you help me?'

"So what's the problem?" Bonnie said.

"What's the problem! Problem is Vicky's got me trying to prove Zack and Chloe are a secret couple, She thinks Zack's been stalking her so I have to prove that he did, or didn't. Heather doesn't think it's Zack but someone else, so she's got me chasing after who it might be. He's not by the way. I think it's Dylan." Grace said with a groan of frustration. By itself, it was a lot of work, and the recent distractions didn't help her one bit. "Frak! And now Scarlett wants me to do the same with Sharon!" Grace added angrily and almost tossed the phone on the table.

"Mmm, that's easy!" Bonnie said with a knowing grin as she waved her phone in the air, "I've got all the dirt you need on Sharon right here."

"Really! That's awesome!" Grace said, a mix of awe and relief in her voice. "Cause all I've got is a short vid from last night."

"Oh, that could be interesting!" Bonnie said, wondering what video Grace was talking about, but confident she would see it soon. "Ask her who she wants to show the dirt to and we can see how we can help her."

"Thanks, Bonnie!" Grace said, grinning with relief. Knowing that she wasn't going to have to dig through Sharon's social media, networking, or data crawl to find something was really taking a load off her shoulders.

'I think we got something on Sharon,' Grace typed away, 'Who do you need to show it to?'

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'Logan,' Scarlett typed back with a smirk. If Grace could dig up some dirt on Sharon that might help her push Sharon away and give her a better chance to get to know Logan better. She glanced back and forth between Logan and Sharon. Sharon was talking with Alice, Jake, and Duncan while Logan was staring at his phone, all alone. She wondered exactly how such a smart, confident, handsome guy kept going back to... Sharon of all people. 'Doesn't he see what a manipulative bitch she is?' Scarlett thought but another glance at Sharon with her breast spilling out of her skimpy bikini top, her stretch tight shorts that showed off her near perfect ass and more, and that fucking gorgeous red hair made her understand Logan better. 'She's hot as hell! Frak! Even I'd be drooling over her if I were a guy.' Scarlett thought and bit her lips as her gaze lingered on Sharon's curves she had to admit it, Sharon did have what it took to keep Logan locked down.

'So, you don't want him, but you won't let anyone else have a shot either? Sorry! Can't have it both ways bitch!' Scarlett said to herself in one of those imaginary conversations everyone tends to have. Especially those where they always win. And she wanted to win this one.

'You think you can string him along forever? Think he won't get tired of your shit?' Scarlett mused, 'Well. Someday, someone gonna come along and scoop him up, and guess what bitch! That's gonna be me!' Scarlett ended smugly before she turned around to look at the rest of the group cooped up in the cabin.

She thought for a moment and came to the conclusion that her only real allies here were Alice and Duncan, and she didn't see how they could help her with Sharon. On the plus side, Sharon didn't have any real friends here besides Logan. And she probably had Delilah against her. All in all, Scarlett thought she had a pretty good chance of winning over Logan on her own. Even better if Grace could find something she could use as leverage.

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The earlier spat between the girls had left the cozy cabin feeling claustrophobic and now the thunder and rain were pouring so hard it felt like the end of the world might be coming. At least that was how Logan was starting to feel when he felt his phone buzz with a new message.

Logan's eyes almost bulged wide open when he saw the selfie Heather had sent him. It was an up-skirt shot she had taken wearing her cheerleader outfit. Heather was bending at the waist, grabbing her ankles with her legs straight while she smirked back at her phone. The shocking sight was the view of Heather's perfectly smooth pussy lips and the crinkled pink rosebud of her butthole just above it as she lewdly presented herself to him with a smile.

He felt his cock throb inside his swimming trunks as he stared at the tempting sight. For a moment he thought Heather had made a mistake and sent him the photo by mistake instead of Andrew, but no, the caption made it clear it was for him.

'Hey cuz! Like the view over there? Bet this is better than what Sharon is giving you. She'd better say yes this time.'

Logan felt his cock twitch with the thought of Heather bent over in that same position. He couldn't help thinking how he would love to flip up her short skirt, grab her by the hips, and plow his cock into her pussy, maybe even her ass, while she moaned and cried out for more. For a moment he wondered if her pussy was really as tight as it looked in the photo.

Logan screwed his eyes shut and closed the screen as he chased away those thoughts. Heather was a tease, and she was playing with him again. Although, she had never been this bold before. Still, even with his eyes closed, he could still see her naked pussy, her playful smirk and he could easily imagine her teasing voice. Damn it if she wasn't such a teasing temptress. If she wasn't his cousin it would be damm hard to resist her.

Logan couldn't stop and looked back at the picture and re-read the caption. He chuckled as he realized that Heather had guessed he was with Sharon on this trip AND what his intentions had been. That final thought brought him back to the reality of last night. Sharon had said no. It was the same logic as before. They were too young, they had the whole world to see and explore. Why tie themselves down now when there were so many things to try? New experiences and people to enjoy. And it was an argument that he himself had agreed with. Something that had led him to more than a few escapades with other girls.

Only this time... this time it wasn't the same. He saw how his parents were so happy together. Even now after so many years together, they still looked and acted like two teenagers in love. This time he wanted that feeling. He felt that it was what he wanted, what he needed. Maybe Sharon wasn't "The One", maybe she was. Maybe it wasn't time to settle down but he knew it was time to find out how it was to be in a real relationship.

His mind replayed the little spat Sharon had just had with Scarlett and it seemed that maybe Sharon had felt a little jealous. Seeing Scarlett standing up to Sharon had also been interesting, He hadn't expected that, especially since the goal behind this trip was to convince Sharon to be his girlfriend, his official girlfriend. Logan had to admit that Scarlett had some spunk inside to push back on Sharon and... he found that he liked it, he really did. He also liked the way she had screamed into his ear earlier but that was something else. Something about the two girls being interested in him stirred something inside him.

But then he remembered Sharon on the boat with Charlie and Jake and he wondered. Had she been trying to make it clear she wasn't ready to settle down. Or was it, like she hinted, just to give him a chance with Scarlett.

"You okay, Logan?" Duncan asked, breaking his train of thought.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he answered, shoving his phone into his pocket. He didn't want to go into details with Duncan right now. He didn't need any more opinions to muddle his already confused mind. He looked over at Scarlett again and she was watching him, a sly smile playing on her lips.

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Sharon noticed the tension in the room and Logan's lingering gaze on Scarlett and decided to take control back. She had clearly underestimated the effect Scarlett would have on Logan. Just as she had underestimated her character. All the other girls had meekly turned tails and ran away when she put them in their place. 'Time to show Scarlett that Logan can have any girl he wants, but he will always come back to me.' She smirked to herself. 'She's just another notch for him.'

Her initial idea with Scarlett had been to simply distract Logan by reminding him how much fun fooling around could be. She had never expected Scarlett to really be a screamer, nor the effect it would have had on Logan. Sharon was determined to show, Scarlett or any other slut that came around, that she was confident and secure in her position next to Logan. She grabbed a large soft drink from the kitchen and announced, "Alright, let's play a game. Who's in?" she said smiling cheerfully, as she tried to show off her confidence, as is nothing had ever happened.

Logan sighed and slipped the phone into his pocket. He didn't know what to think anymore. He knew he had feelings for Sharon, deep feelings. But seeing her nonchalant attitude made him wonder if she really felt the same about him. Maybe it was time to try something else.