Christine

Christine's romp with Mandy had left her feeling hungry. "Maybe I'll order a pizza," she said. "It's not like I haven't burned enough calories to afford it." She picked up the phone. "Hello, Pizza Slut? What? No, I said Pizza Hut. You must be imagining things. Anyway, I'd like to order a large deep-dish with sausage and--" She stopped. For some reason she just wasn't in the mood for sausage. "Scratch that. Make it a large veggie lovers. No, no breadsticks. Half hour? Okay."

Now she had some time to kill. She went back to that porn site, but she seemed to be back to normal -- seeing the blow job just wasn't doing anything for her. She considered looking for lesbian porn, maybe getting some ideas for when Mandy got back... no, Mandy seemed kind of freaked out when she left. Besides, Christine told herself, she needed to get her mind off sex for a bit.

"I should talk to someone about this," she said. Gayle's gay, maybe she can help me figure out how to deal with this. Gayle was hot, too -- Christine had never really let herself appreciate it before. She could probably teach an experimenting girl all sorts of tricks...

Crap. Her relationship with Mandy was only a few hours old and she was already imagining cheating? Of course, it might not be a relationship, just a one-time thing so bedding Gayle would be just fine... Or there was Dana. Dana was straight. VERY straight. Also very religious. No chance of anything happening there. Talking to her might be safer. The idea of tying Dana to the bed and showing her she wasn't so very straight after all was pretty silly, when you got right down to it. "Where did THAT come from?" Christine asked herself.

Maybe she should just wait for the pizza after all.