Heather stays, and Hannah isn't bluffing

"What, are you serious?" Heather asked the two college girls cuddled in bed.

"Stick around and find out," Hannah said. "But first put a sock or two on the door, huh?"

Taylor giggled as Hannah nibbled on her ear again.

Heather looked down at the socks in her hands that she had pulled off Taylor and Hannah's feet.

"I'll just put up your flag then," Heather said. With an impish grin, she tied one of Taylor's tan socks around one of Hannah's pink ones and lay the others by the bedside.

"Much obliged," Taylor said.

Heather opened the door and pulled Hannah's pink sock over the doorknob, trailing Taylor's tan sock down. She stood in the doorway. Taylor and Hannah looked at her expectantly.

"In or out, Ravers?" Taylor asked.

As head cheerleader, Heather had frequently seen her team members naked, and more than once had watched and participated in "practice" kissing and making out with other girls. She knew a few pairs of Serious Girlfriends in her school but didn't run in their circles. Their relationships seemed more about I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND than, well, actually getting hot for girls.

Taylor and Hannah had it the other way round.

"Did you ever...when you were a cheerleader?" Heather asked Hannah.

"Yes," Hannah said. "I stole her boyfriend. Her **** was to steal me from him. THAT was an eye-opener. Then he stole her back. Go figure. C'mon Heather, in or out?"

Heather stepped in and closed the door.

"Yay!" Taylor said. "Sit as close as you like."

Heather settled down on the corner of the bed.

Hannah pulled down her panties, then Taylor's. "Damn you're pretty," Hannah said, pausing to admire what she'd revealed. "Now Hannah's gonna take care of you, sugarbees," she said. She dabbled her fingers in Taylor's labia with a kiss-kiss sound of wet skin. Taylor shivered. "Wow, what's got you going?" Hannah asked.

"You?" Taylor said. Her husky voice rose but couldn't quite manage a squeak.

"Try again. All the guys?" Hannah prompted. She cupped her hand gently over Taylor's vulva, petting her pussy.

"Um," Taylor said.

"C'mon, sugarbees, give."

"I was dreaming in the car. Tell you later," Taylor said.

"What do you need, sweetie?" Hannah asked.