Leave the crystal ball alone

Sarah decides that maybe she should avoid anything that seems magical, and tells herself that she must be imagining it. Think about something else, she thought, something like...

She hadn't realized she was still looking at the crystal ball until it flashed a vivid scene of her and the other girls in varying states of undress, fondling each other like the beginning scene of a lesbian porno. She looked up, and saw Erica leaning over Mackenzie to see the crystal ball. Was she interested in this party taking a more sexual turn? No, she reminded herself, magic doesn't exist, she's just guessing or...

Projecting? Could it be that she wanted that? No, she might not be as straight as a ruler, but she didn't think about her friends like that, and wasn't interested in a group relationship outside of her fantasies. If she had been planning that, wouldn't she have invited some men along too?

"Hey, are you okay?" Erica asked, looking at her, "You look weird."

Sarah blushed at seeing Erica's attention, wondering if she was really thinking about that sort of thing when she looked at her. "I'm fine." she said, avoiding more embarrassing eye contact. Doing so, she saw a small drawer on her side of the table. "Let's see what's in here!"