Not well.

Steam wafted out of the open shower door, wafting around Joy's enormous dual dildos like a miasma. Lynn scrambled to come up with something to say to the girl she'd just eaten out.

"I'm too, uh... tired," Lynn said.

The lie was obvious. Joy's face fell. "What? Why? Are these too big?"

"No!" Lynn rushed. "I just don't feel up for it, that's all."

"Fine," Joy mumbled. Dejectedly, she turned to leave. "I thought you'd like some toys, is all. Guess I'll just... go to bed." She closed the bathroom door behind her with a quiet tap.

Watching Joy leave the bathroom felt worse than abandoning a puppy in the street. Lynn hadn't meant to lead her friend on, but something was missing in the bathroom. Without that wild desire she'd felt earlier, she just couldn't enjoy herself.

Lynn finished her shower and stepped outside. The room was dark. Just as promised, Joy was already in bed. Lynn slid into the side opposite her friend-turned-lover.

Both girls spent the night in an uneasy sleep.