(M/F) Fairburne part 5: Flashback to her super-team's training room

Suddenly the video footage cuts away and is replaced with another title card as the scene shifts to a small changing room in the League of Propriety.

10/14/2016, League of Propriety, 'Teen Turbines' assembly area, 10:15 AM.

A buzzer goes off. A shower can be heard ending. Fairburne walks out, completely naked, water dripping in rivulets down her perfect body. She casually wraps a towel around her chest as she looks out the peephole, then opens the door. "It couldn't wait 5 minutes, Teen Gravity?" the redhead says. "I almost didn't answer. A certain one of our teammates keeps making excuses to bother me while I'm in the shower and it's starting to weird me out."

Stepping in is a shorter and less voluptuous, but very cute, young woman with lightly tanned skin, hazel eyes, and short black hair with pink highlights on her bangs. She is wearing an open leather jacket over a midriff-baring pink halter top and a matching miniskirt which somehow seems to clash with the silver crucifix hanging off her leather collar. She definitely fits the stereotype of an edgy, rebellious young party girl. "Hey, Kate. C'mon, loosen up a little, haven't I said a million times I'd rather you call me Roxy than my dumb code name?" Despite her words, the anxiousness in her voice shows she is anything but loosened up. "Anyway, I was just wondering, um... Well... since I was stuck on back up for that mission in the subway tunnel... Well, you guys were stuck out of contact for a long time. You and WreckBoi. Y'know, Jack." Roxy smiles awkwardly.

"Yeah?" Fairburne says noncommittally. "Sorry, it was too dangerous for you down there, using your powers could've caused unforseen side effects. Too many variables. I'll give you a solo mission soon if I can so you can make up for lost time."

"No, it's fine, just..." Roxy says, her face flushing pink, "did... did he say anything about me? Because he's really been avoiding me a lot the last week. He won't answer my calls and it seems like every time I want to talk to him alone he's with the rest of the team and won't take a hint."

Fairburne towels herself off a little. "Ok, I see where this is going. We were defusing earthquake bombs, Roxy. We didn't have a lot of time for chit-chat or playing footsie."

"Footsie?!" Roxy looks annoyed at the taller girl.

"I said DIDN'T! Jeez, Rox, I know you dropped out of high school but I thought you understood how to use negatives." Fairburne says acidly. "You interrupted me in the shower for this? I guess I was too subtle before: I am NOT interested in your crush or boyfriend or whatever he is. He is really, REALLY not my type. I haven't been with anybody since Ironjaw, and I broke things off with him more than 3 months ago. I'm the leader of a new hero team, I don't really have time for romance right now. But IF I was looking, I wouldn't be going for a scuzz like him. No offense, I know everyone has their own taste. So just drop it. I'm finishing my shower."

As she walks back in, Roxy settles down on the bench uncomfortable. Glancing at the shower room door, she frowns and starts poking through Fairburne's costume, eventually finding the small pouch and furtively looking inside of it. Eventually, she gasps and stands up sharply, leaving the room.

5 minutes later.

Roxy/Teen Gravity bursts into a different room, a sleeping quarters. A girl sitting on the bed suddenly slams her laptop shut. "G-Gravvy! What are you thinking bursting in here like that? Haven't you ever heard of priv- are... are you crying?"

The owner of the room is quite nice to look at herself, with deep reddish-tan skin, sharp features with high cheekbones, and flowing black hair. Right now she's wearing denim short-shorts and a sheer white tank top over her well-endowed chest, as well as a buckskin armband decorated with beads in a tribal pattern and a couple of white bird feathers.

"Thunderbird... Sarah... I... I was already starting to fear that..." Roxy sniffs, kneeling on the bed next to the other girl, "...that WreckBoi was cheating on me. Fairburne always acts so calm and in control, but I notice he's always looking at her. He never looks at me the way he looks at her, anymore. And now she's coming up with excuses to go out alone with him!"

For a few minutes, Roxy and Sarah/Thunderbird gossip and chat, the native American heroine doing her best to calm her teammate down but failing.

"No, no, it's not just a feeling!" Roxy says. "I looked in Fairburne's pouch while she was in the shower, and LOOK!" she holds out three foil-wrapped condoms.

Thunderbird looks like she's getting a little excited, crossing her legs tighter. "So she really is... and I thought..." several emotions flash across her face. First it looks like disappointment, but then, it looks like excitement. She bites her lip and a little shiver runs through her.

"Wow... I guess you're right, Roxy." she says softly. "And she told you right to your face that she wasn't seeing anyone, let alone Jack?"

Roxy nods, brushing away her tears. "That fucking tramp. After all of her goody-two-shoes, Miss Responsible act. And I couldn't find Jack anywhere today. I bet... I bet he was in the shower with her!"

Trying to help, the long-haired young woman puts her hand over her mouth and thinks. "Maybe the condoms were just from that give-away at the seminar they made us all sit through when we joined?"

Shaking her head, Roxy frowns. "No way! I was there with her, and she just rolled her eyes. She didn't take any of the free condoms, I would've seen it. And besides, that was 4 months ago or something! Like she'd just leave them in there if she didn't have a use for them? Besides, I asked Jack to come hang out with me last week, and as a joke I asked if she had any rubbers I could borrow. She said no!"

Thunderbird nods solemnly. "She definitely hasn't been telling the truth. To several people. Hmph... With him of all people. That slack-off, lecherous, conceited..." she starts blushing. "I know what we have to do. Give me those."

"Huh?" Roxy blinks as Thunderbird snatches the condoms. The tanned heroine rummages in her dresser drawer - the camera shows a large pin-up of Fairburne in her costume on the door, which Roxy doesn't see from her position - and produces a large sewing needle. Lips curling into a manic smile, Thunderbird jabs the needle through the middle of each of the condoms several times.

"There." she says. "Now go and put them back where you found them. Kate has super strength but not super-vision, she won't be able to see the difference."

Roxy gasps, looking down at them in her hands. "No way... and I thought that I was the wild one, Sarah, not you. Should I really...?"

"Well," the other girl shrugs, "we'll wait a few weeks and see if Fairburne and WreckBoi seem nervous about anything. And if they aren't, just take them back, and you'll know that she was telling the truth after all."

There's a silent, tense moment. Roxy frowns, then bares her teeth in a grin. "Yeah, I'll do it. It'll serve them right. Thanks, Sarah, I wouldn't have had the nerve to do that... I didn't... I didn't know you cared so much about me."

Thunderbird leans over and gives the other young heroine a hug. "Of course. Of course I do." she holds onto Roxy a little too tight and starts rubbing her shoulders and sliding her hands down to her sides.

But before it can go any further, the oblivious Roxy jumps up and runs out. "Ah! She'll be done with her shower any minute, I have to hurry..." As she runs out, the lithe, tan heroine on the bed slides down her short denim shorts and her panties with an 'arrowhead' pattern on them, starting to tease and pleasure herself as she leans back on the bed and fantasizes. "Oh, Great Spirits... I know I shouldn't do this... but... how could she not see? And... and now she's going to be taking such a risk with her boyfriend without even knowing.... unnhhhhh..."

The scene cuts again, but then it's replaced by a bright red title card and white letters:

'In this second cut of the record, I have removed the scene showing WreckBoi's location at the time, where he spent most of the day in bed with a well-known heroine not on the Teen Turbines team. I originally included this scene for context, just like the preceding scene of Thunderbird and Teen Gravity sabotaging the condoms. On further consideration it was not relevant to the purposes of this particular video record, so, at a colleague's request, I cut it. Absolutely no disrespect was meant to anyone. Since I did spend a lot of time editing 6 hours of bedroom activities to a watchable 15 minutes of highlights, I did keep one backup copy in case said heroine decides she has some use for it in the future, which I judge to be likely, however, it will not be considered part of any official record at this time' -C.C.