Follow her lead

As the **** became intertwined with my blood, my head became lighter. I had a vague sense that Julia had wronged me, but I couldn't articulate it. An unclear grievance I couldn't find the words to take up with Julia.

In my dazed confusion, I followed Julia towards the party. She held my hand as she walked in front of me.

She opened the door. The thumping music rattled my temples as we entered.

"Hey there you are!" said a girl to Juia "thought you were being boring and just left!" Even in my partially **** state, I could hear the fake over-politeness of her greeting. I recognised her as Alexandra, from one of my classes. I didn't know she was housemates with Julia, I'd never seen them together.

"No! This party is amazing, I'm having a blast" said Julia with **** enthusiasm "just ran out of booze." She held up the bottle, it was half empty now.

Alexandra widened her eyes with surprise, frowning slightly "Nice! Ha, girl that's a big bottle! How did you afford that..." she scanned Julia's face and saw her blurred mascara and clumpy hair, her eyes ran down Julia's arm, to our held hands, and up at me.

A look of realisation crossed her face. "Oh... nice! More booze is always better!"

"Woo!" said Julia feigning excitement.

"You wanna come to the party? Things were crazy while you guys were gone. I think..." Alexandra looked up at me and stopped. Then, she leaned in to whisper something into Julia's ear "I think Brad..." is all I could hear.

"Oh maybe haha" said Julia "but I need to go upstairs to freshen up first." she then gestured towards me "this clumsy guy also tripped and he's got a bloody lip. We better clean it before it gets infected. By the way this is my housemate Alexandra."

I hadn't noticed I had a bloody lip. I felt happy that Julia had noticed and wanted to look after it. She did care after all. I was very confused by what she had done. This night she had become someone totally unrecognizeable to me. But it seemed like underneath it all, the sweet girl I'd come to know was still there

"Hi" I said to Alexandra. She didn't reply.

"Oh okay, you guys do that then. I think some people were saying go to the club later. We'll see. I'll text you if we go."

"Cool" said Julia.

We walked up the stairs, Julia was still guiding me by the hand. I stomped up, careful not to trip. I was sober enough to realize I didn't have full use of my motor skills.

We went into the bathroom. Julia took out some rubbing **** from a drawer and told me to sit on the toilet.

I sat as she wadded up some tissue paper.

"We don't have propper cotton wool, sorry. Count your self lucky we've got rubbing **** in a student house." she said

I tried to chuckle, but my ribcage still hurt from where the old man had landed his wrench.

She carefully dabbed the damp tissue where my lip had broken. I grimasced, trying to stay still as the **** stung my wound.

"There, there, all better" said Julia with a warm smile. She looked into my eyes. It was hard to keep eye contact. "Look," she started "I'm really grateful you came back, you know? I know I was out of line, and well, it shows that you're a really nice guy. Not many people would have helped me out. It really made me feel special."

"Oh, I... well I couldn't just leave you there" I said.

She smiled. She held my face and gave me a tender kiss. We made out, she sat on my lap. Her lips were so warm and full. Her whole body fit perfectly on mine. Every bit of her seemed to be so delicate and perfect. Even her clothes felt incredibly soft as I ran my hands accross her side.

"Maybe it's the booze talking" she said with a childish smile "but... you know? I think this is, this is really something. I can see... us, you know? Us... together"

I didn't know what to say. A soothing warmth filled my chest. I pulled her closer and kissed her. She kissed me back with a soft purr.

As we were kissing, she took my wrist. She rested my hand high up her thigh, almost by her crotch. She pulled me closer and started breathing heavily.

"Wait" I said. She gave me a confused look. "Do you really want our first time to be like this? It's not very... special. I'd rather do it... properly... I don't know, do you know what I mean? I really like you and I really want us to be together but... I just want our first time to be... better."

"Oh," she said "um, yeah, no I get it. Yeah I feel the same. It's better to wait. Make it... special" she said.

"Yeah" I said.

"Yeah," she said.

She got up and reached for the vodka bottle she'd left on the counter. She opened it and took a couple long gulps. She let out a small burp. She hurriedly covered her mouth and turned to me, to see if I'd heard.She giggled.

"Sorry" she said with a smile.

"It's okay" I said.

"Okay, well I guess I'll take a shower. And freshen up" she said.

"Sure, I'll step outside." I said.

I closed the door behind me. I decided to sit opposite the bathroom door, waiting for Julia to finish. I didn't know anyone at the party, and from what I'd seen, there didn't seem to be anyone worth meeting there. So I just waited.

I leaned my shoulder on the frame of the door opposite the bathroom. The door was closed.

I heard some muffled moaning coming from inside the bedroom. "Hmm, guess someone's getting it on" I thought. I didn't really care to find out who it was, I didn't really know anybody there. I just wanted to wait for Julia to come out so I could be with her.

"Man this party sucks" said someone at the bottom of the stairs. I couldn't see who it was, but I recognised the voice to be Brad's. "You got any MD man? I took all of mine."

"Got some coke but saving it for the club" said another voice. It was Calvin's. "We should round up people soon, I'm getting pissed at how boring this party is. No amount of slutty neighbours could save this dump" he said. Brad gave him a roaring laugh.

"That was pretty funny, though" said Brad.

"HEYY!" they both said, as if they'd recognised someone. I heard some loud back-patting.

"Back so soon Tuckster-man? Thought you were next railing the old neighbour" said Brad.

"Nah man, Jamal took my spot" said a dim voice.

"Damn Tuckson, Jamal's got you fucked. First he steals your spot in the football team, now he steals your share of ass. You're going to have to get back at him bro, can't let this stand"

The dim voice sighed. "I... I just don't know how you guys do it man, girls just fuck you, you're on the starting team, and you barely break a sweat. I'm here trying like a motherfucker and nothing, man. Like for example you Brad," he turned to him "Alexandra's been plotting to fuck you all party and you didn't even have to do anything, you probably didn't even know. Man I'd kill to fuck a girl like Alexandra just once."

"Nah, I knew" said Brad "she's fucking persistent, might have to rail her just to get her off my back. And you, you've just got to stop being such a fucking pussy man. Just man the fuck up, you're here crying like a baby instead of going for shit like a winner. You be any more of a pussy and we'll make you the mascot of the team."

Tuckson sighed.

Suddenly, the bedroom door next to me slammed open. A short guy with pubey-looking facial hair scuttled out.

"Come back!" a girl shouted from the room. She stormed out, almost stepping on me.

"Ehhh, leave me alone bitch" saidthe short guy, awkwardly flicking his hand at her. He disappeared down the stairs.

The girl stood speechless, not knowing how to react at such disdain. She looked at where the short guy with the bad facial hair had been, with a perplexed face. The girl was quite chubby, She her clothes was too tight for her and only accentuated her oval figure.

"Huh... fucking asshole" she said, looking around. She noticed me, sitting at her feet "can you believe him?" she said to me.

I was silent, not knowing how to reply.

"After I suck him he says he doesn't go down on girls, and that he won't fuck me because I'm... I'm too" her eyes became glassy "because I'm too fat." She started sobbing.

She walked around me and sat next to me. She leaned on me as she cried.

"Who says something like that?" she said ass she sniffled "He's no prize either you know, who does he think he is? What gives the right to say that to me, huh?"

She looked straight at me, as if demanding an answer.

"Umm... I don't know, he sounds like a dick" I said. She smiled with relief.

"I know right!" she said "someone that understands. Would you do something like that to a girl? I mean, what kind of scumbag do you have to be to say that to a girl? Would you do that to someone? Huh?"

"Umm... I don't think so, no" I said.

"Ugh finally a nice guy, I'm so done with assholes" she said. She grabbed my arm and hurled it around her shoulders. She was very strong. As she pulled closer, I could smell her sweaty body. The musk was quite bad, I tried not to breathe too deeply.

"I'm just such a hopeless romatinc, I keep getting my heart broken. I don't now what to do" she said.

"Yeah, sounds tough." I said.

I heard the shower switch off. I prayed for Julia not to take too much longer, so I could use her as an excuse to release myself from the chubby girl.

Suddenly, I heard a voice at the bottom of the stairs.

"You guys want to hear something funny?" It was Alexandra. She was addressing the group of three guys who were still talking downstairs.

"Oh hey Alexandra" said Calvin "heard you been busy tonight." The guys laughed.

"What?" she said faking amusement. She sounded hurt not to be part of the joke. "You guys are nuts. No, I came to tell you something, that's like, hillarious"

"Go on, tell us, what's, like, hillarious" said Brad, mocking her. She play punched him.

"Don't be mean, you. Anyway, do you guys know Juia? My housemate?"

"Who?" said Brad.

"She was your project partner in class, man" said Tuckson "the bonde chick, tits not too big, some freckles?"

"Oh yeah," said Brad, "she's nuts. What about her?"

"Well she's my housemate" said Alexandra "and she's always going on about how broke she is. And today she fucking comes with a huge bottle of Vodka, those that are like $40. And I'm like, where did she get it? And then I see behind her this weird guy from her class, and her hair is all covered in cum and her makeup all messed up. She, like, deepthroated this guy or something for some booze. Isn't that crazy?" she said.

There was silence from the guys. They were unimpressed with her story. Suddenly they broke into laugther, mocking Alexandra for having told them the story.

The chubby girl started running her finger up and down my chest.

"You know," she said "there's something so mysterious about you, I don't know what it is". I could tell she was looking straight into my eyes, but I looked straight ahead.

"Umm... I guess I don't really know what to say" I said.

She threw her head back in an exaggerated laughter.

"You're so silly," she came even closer to my face "and you're such a nice guy. You don't think I'm fat do you?"

She was quite big. I didn't want to hurt her feelings, but I'd never been a good liar. I paused, not knowing what to say.

"Well," she said "maybe I am a bit curvy. But, you know, there's thigs us curvy girls do that skinny girls can't." She put my hand on one of her breasts. It was huge, I could barely close my hand around half of it.

As I pressed squeezed it, I became mesmerised by her enormous cleavage.

She could see that she'd caught my attention with her wonderous orbs. She jiggled them for me and squeezed them together repeatedly, letting my imagingation run wild.

"Hmm," she purred "just imagine sticking your cock in between those, huh? How would you like that?" she was whisprering right into my ear "You just tell me what you want and I'll do it. I'll eat your ass if you want. I'll eat it for ages. I'll lick it clean if that's what you want." She started kissing my earlobe.

"That was so, like, hillarious" said Brad, still mocking Alexandra.

"Come on guys, that was a fun story. Stop being so mean," she said playfully "I don't care, it's a good story."

"Wait," said Calvin "where is she now?"

"Ugh, upstairs I think, she wanted to take a shower or something" said Alexandra.

"Tuckser-boy" he said "how much do you have on you?"

"What?" he said.

"Cash, dinero... how much you got on you?" Calvin insisted.

"I got a $100" he said.

"Dude, this is your chance" Calvin said "haven't you been bitching about not getting any pussy all night? This is your chance, just give that blonde some money to sit on your dick."

"Dude it's perfect," said Brad "you should totally do it."

"Oh my god you guys" said Alexandra "are you actually doing this? This is too funny. You guys are nuts."

"Don't give her $100 though" said Brad "she's not that hot."

"Well, I only got the one $100 bill" said Tuckson "and anway, I'm not paying for sex."

"What the hell? who walks around with a single $100 bill?" said Brad.

"You guys said we were going to the club later..." said Tuckson.

"That's even fucking worse! Who the hell goes to the club with a single $100 bill. How old are you man?" said Brad.

"Fuck it, just give it to her. You have to stop being such a loser. Just slam it on the table and pull it out." said Calving. Brad and Alexandra laughed.

"You really think I should do it?" Tuckson said.

"I mean at thist point bro, if you can't even get pussy paying for it, we're going to have to kick you out of the team for being such a fucking loser. It's your decision man. I don't want to influence you man, but that's just how it is."

"I guess" he said "where's the shower?"

"It's just upstairs, to the right" said Alexandra trying to contain her laughter.

I heard footsteps coming closer. I saw Tuckson appear. I could barely pay attention to the chubby girl slobbering my ear and feeling my chest through my shirt.