Let's reflect.

Theresa belched loudly and grinned. "You're pretty good at this."

"My hand's getting tired," Drew grumbled.

"Oh, suck it up, you big bitch," Theresa said. "I can call you that because I'm a girl now."

"I'm a dude and I'll call him a big bitch right now," Martin laughed. "So do you really think you used to be a dude or are you just pretending?"

"What do you think, dickhead?" Theresa took another swig of beer. Suddenly her eyes bulged out and she sprayed it everywhere.

"Whoa! Oh- Oh, oh my God, What the fuck was that?" she demanded from Drew.

"I think Magellan here found your clitoris," Martin said with a laugh. "To be honest, this is not doing much for me."

"Speak for yourself," Theresa said huskily. She grabbed Drew's wrist and eyed him hungrily. "You ready for your second expedition?"

Across the room, Frankie was wondering how long a make out session has to be to count as making out. Claire was greedily sucking on her neck, probably giving her give hickies, and she was kind of bored. She wondered if Claire could even get bored. She sighed.

Claire stopped and looked up at her suddenly. "Is something wrong?"

"You wouldn't understand," Frankie said.

"Try me," Claire said sympathetically as she rolled onto her back.

"No, you really wouldn't understand," Frankie emphasized. "By the time I finish explaining it, you won't remember how it started."

"Hmm," Claire said pensively, hand on her chin. She stared at the ceiling for so long that Frankie started to think she'd zoned out. Suddenly she looked up at Frankie at pointed a finger in the air. "I've got an idea!" she said.

Frankie stared at her. "You do?"

Claire nodded and Frankie gestured for her to continue. Claire opened her mouth to speak and hesitated, a confused look on her face.

"I, um... that's right. I, uh..."

Over the next few seconds, Claire's mouth slowly closed and her eyes became blurry as she stared at Frankie's perky tits, still glistening with her saliva. Frankie stared at her with a mix of desire and concern.

"Claire?" she asked quietly.

Claire animated for a moment and smiled. "Hey, Frankie! Sorry, I was just, um..." Her eyes locked onto Frankie's tits again and began to fade. "Hmm..."