Nah, we'll have our own fun

“Nah. I don’t really feel like watching you screw another guy. I think we can find other ways to keep busy,” Billy told her. “Who is that girl with you in the other pictures?”

“Oh, that’s Emily. We’ve been best friends since first grade. We do everything together.”

“Everything?” he asked. “You two ever... you know, fool around together?” Billy pushed an image of Jessica and Emily kissing into Jessica’s head.

Jessica blushed, her cheeks turning bright red. She turned her head away. “We’ve never done anything like that before. We both like guys, not other girls.”

“Why don’t you give her a call, see if she can come over.”

“Well...” Jessica hesitated. “I don’t want to do anything, you know, sexual with her.”

“Don’t you worry about that. Just see if she can come over.” Billy pushed at her mind, and Jessica agreed to make the call.

“Hey, Emily. How ya doin’? Yeah, I know, Ms. Crabtree was a real bitch today. Uh huh. Uh huh. Hey, you feel like coming over here? My parents are out and I’ve got someone I’d like you to meet. Ok, door’s unlocked, just come on in.” She hung up the phone.

“Ok,” she said, “Emily’s coming over. What are we going to do when she gets here?”

“We’ll figure something out. The question is, what should we do until she gets here?”