You Find Lindy - Or She Finds You

"Seriously?"

Lindy was standing next to Min. The smaller girl was still in her cosplay; she was blushing slightly as she stood next to Lindy. "I came to buy one book. Just one!" She sighed. Then she looked at you for a moment. "How many?"

"How many what?" You tried to keep the smile off your face. It would've been hilarious, if Lindy wasn't so worked up. Here she was, braless and commando, trying to get upset with you.

"How many girls did you fuck while I was getting my manga?" Lindy sighed. "More importantly, how many did you invite to come live with us?"

"Two?" You shrugged. "The costumes were nice."

Lindy sighed. "How many did you tell to come live with us?"

"Just her," you pointed at Min. "She's cute, though, isn't she?"

"That's not the point." Lindy took your hand. "How many bedrooms does your house have?"

You knew what she was getting at. "About five?" Hadn't told her about

"You have five bedrooms." She looked at you. "Assuming one of us is sleeping in the bed with you, that is four girls." Lindy shook her head. "And realistically, if you want one of us to be in the bed with you, you need something bigger than a twin."

You looked at her, bemused. "Aren't you supposed to be my sex ****?"

"I am, and if you want me to strip and fuck you right now, we can get it on." Lindy looked at you. "But you have to think about how many people you're going to have in your house." She sighed. "Are you listening to me, or are you thinking about how my tits would look if I poured some water on my top."

I'm thinking about how you'd look with water on your top. "I'm listening to you." You nodded.

Lindy sighed, then grabbed a bottle of water out of her bag. She dumped the entire contents of the bottle on her shirt. The top instantly became translucent. Her nipples pressed against the fabric; you could see them clear as day. Even though you'd just had sex with Sakura, you felt yourself getting hard. You pulled her close and grabbed her ass. "I'm still upset with you," she purred in your ear. "But that feels good." You slid a digit inside her, and she inhaled sharply. "You know we have an audience, right?" She glanced over at Min, who was almost crimson. "You sure you want to do this here?"

You did, but you slid your hand from underneath her skirt. "I do, but we should get back." You looked at Min. "Are you coming?"

Min nodded. She was still beet red. "Yes," she said quietly. She wasn't this embarrassed before.

"Do you need to go home first?" Lindy cut in. Her breasts were still showing through the shirt; either she didn't notice or she didn't care. Min nodded, and Lindy grabbed the girls handbag. It took her a moment to find what she was looking for; Min's phone. She punched in a number, then handed it back. "When you're ready, call me and I'll give you the address."

Lindy watched the other girl disappear, then smacked your chest. "Can't take you anywhere," she smiled at you slyly. "She's cute." Lindy gripped your arm, pressing her chest into you. "Lets go. Li's probably wondering what's taking us so long." She started to lead you out of the convention. "And I still need to buy things for dinner."