The girls pry

“I…I can’t,” Chloe mumbled.

“Why not? I’ve known you since you were a baby. You’re practically my little sister. You can tell me anything,” Taylor informed the timid girl.

“She can’t because it’s either someone she’s embarrassed to talk about or…” Vicky started.

“…Or it’s someone close to her!” Taylor finished.

Taylor and Victoria shared an inquisitive glance as if to say “Let’s see if we can’t figure this out!”

“I don’t…I don’t think that will work,” mumbled Chloe.

“Why not?” asked the other two in unison.

“Be…cause it’s not always the same person,” the redhead answered before hiding her face behind a pillow.

“Hmm! Interes…” Taylor stopped herself from completing her last thought when she heard sobbing through the pillow Chloe had covered her face with.

“Aww! Why are you crying Chloe?” Vicky asked as she gently pried the pillow from her friend.

“I…always…feel,” Chloe sobbed. “Like…a…cheap slut when I have…THAT dream!”

The crying teen curled up into a ball on the couch and refused to even look at her friends as they tried desperately to console her.

“Chloe trust me: YOU are in no way, shape, or form a cheap slut. You are a very beautiful girl who’s had it a bit rough in the body shaming game and that’s got you all uptight!” Taylor exclaimed as she hugged her brother’s friend.

“You wouldn’t…say that…if you knew…knew who I’ve dreamed about!”

“You could dream about every guy on the planet and that wouldn’t make you a cheap slut. Your dreams don’t define who you are, Chloe. Now, tell me who some of these guys are. I’m sure I could guess a few of them, but that wouldn’t help you get over this.”

“Zzzzz….Zack mainly,” Chloe said as she tried to hide even further from Taylor.

“Number One on my list! You know why you dream about him so much?”

“Mine too!” Vicky added.

“Because I’m weird!” Another round of tears flowed from the crying girl's eyes.

“Nothing weird about dreaming about the guy you are around the most. Both Hannah and I have dreamed about Peter like that. It’s a normal part of life. You’re at an age where hormones are raging through your body, tugging you in every direction. I went through it. Hannah Went through it. God knows Heather’s gone through it. Even Vicky here has had a few sex dreams.”

“Yup! More than a few! There’s no reason to be upset, Chloe,” Vicky giggled slightly as she ran her hand through Chloe’s hair.

“You…wouldn’t be…so nice when…I tell…you who else I’ve dreamed of!”

“Try us!” the blonde teen said.

“Dustin.”

“Oh. Well…” Vicky stammered. “That’s fine. A bit surprising, but perfectly fine. He’s a nice guy. Always treated me right.”

“Super cute, too!” Taylor laughed.

“He is that,” Vicky giggled.

“You’re not mad at me?” Chloe asked.

“NOT AT ALL! You can’t control who you dream about. Hell, I’ve had more than a few wet dreams about Brandon. Ashley was cool with it. She knows. It’s not a big deal because she knows I’d never act on it,” Vicky assured her friend.

“But why do I keep having them?”

“Simple answer: You’re horny! Remember those hormones I told you about?” Taylor took over the conversation again.

“Yeah.”

“Well, have you done anything to offset them?”

“Huh?”

“Have you had sex before, Chloe? Or are you still a virgin?” asked the college student.

“No.”

“Have you made love to yourself at all?”

“WHAT?!”

“Do you masturbate at all?”

“Ssss…sometimes.”

“How frequently?” Taylor’s questions were getting more intimate, but she noticed that Chloe didn’t seem to mind.

“Once or twice.”

“A month? Week? Year?”

“Umm…”

“Twice total in your life? Okay, now we know what the problem is. My advice is start working on the solution. Take my laptop into one of the rooms here and look up some pointers on the subject. Look up some good porn, too! Then let yourself go to town. Just do it once tonight. Don’t want to wear yourself out or hurt yourself. Vicky and I will lock up and head back over to Heather’s cabin so you have some privacy.”

“Oh…okay!” Chloe muttered as she watched her two friends leave.