The events of last night

"I... What happened last night?" asked Lauren after a bit of awkward silence.

"When exactly?" asked Nikol nonchalantly.

"After... after we exited the restroom?"

"You really don't remember? None of it?" she asked, smiling from ear to ear.

Lauren felt a bit uneasy. From the looks of it, Nikol had no signs of a hangover at all. And there she was, asking for last night's events like a silly college slut that had drunk too much. It made her feel guilty for setting such a bad example to her younger friend. Both as an adult woman and as a responsible colleague/boss. "I... I don't think... I..."

"That is such a shame! Did you at least have a good time? You know, girls' night out and all that?"

"I... Yes, it was fun. At least from what I remember."

"Oh, you can bet yer ass it was." she grinned. "We gotta repeat it soon."

"What happened at the bar?"

"Not much. The bar was the boring part of yesterday."

Lauren gave a sigh of relief upon hearing there had been no serious trouble. "So we left soon afterwards? That was all of it?"

"I didn't say that it was 'all'." she said, a mischevious grin creeping to her face.

Lauren felt a bit strange, sitting on her bed, naked under the cover, talking to Nikol who was clearly teasing her about last night's events. But due to her... irresponsibility, she was relying on her to reveal those events. She just silently sipped her coffee - which was awful by the way but she thought better not to mention it. "So what happened after I blacked out?"

"Oh, you didn't black out, honey." she said, stroking Lauren shoulder comfortingly. "You went wild, gal."

"What?"

"Don't look at me, I had nothing to do with it." she pulled back defensively. "You remember the guys, yeah? General Geezer and Jack..."

"... the Ripper." they said simultaneously, then they both burst out laughing.

"Yeah, that one." she giggled. "You wanted to dance."

"Oh god... With Jack?" asked Lauren, feeling her cheeks turn red just from the thought. She dearly hoped she hadn't embarrassed herself too much.

"Yep. With Jack," Nikol nodded approvingly, "... and the General, the barman, me, that other guy whom I kept forcing to stub his expensive cigars, me a second time, and a few others."

"We... danced?" she asked in disbelief. That would have been inappropriate in so many levels.

"Yes. That was hot by the way." she winked at her.

"No way..."

"Yes way. All the way. You got some moves, chick." she said, gyrating her hips like she was imitating what had happened last night.

Lauren could feel her face flush even more. Had she really been so out of control? "No way I danced like that." she said, pointing at Nikol.

"Oh, I'm sure our little intimate moment was the highlight for some of the people there. Shame most of the lecherous gazes were on you. But hey, if I had a rack like that I would be flaunting it as well." she pointed at Lauren's chest.

"Well... yeah." she said, holding the cover and her arms against her now unenchanced bust. Did she not know? "I'm sure you must have looked... lovely with those." she pointed at Nikol's humble B-cups. It felt a bit awkward complimenting a women like that, but she felt it necessary to cheer her up.

"You think so?" asked Nikol, pushing out her little breasts. "I always felt women with bigger boobs were taken more seriously."

"That's silly. It's... it's the personality that matters." said Lauren, not entirely sure what she was saying but eager to get back to last night's events. "But I just can't believe I danced with everyone." she said, trying to convince herself it hadn't happened.

"Oh, I didn't say you danced with 'everyone'." grinned Nikol. "Remember the woman in red?"

"The red hag?" they said simultaniously again.

"Well you didn't dance with her. She was mighty pissed at us for what we did."

"For what YOU did." said Lauren, trying to sound serious but her giggle betrayed her.

"Oh, we did it like a perfect 'little' team. I distracted everyone while you pulled the fire alarm."

"I DID WHAT?" asked Lauren. A false alarm? That's felony. She would never do such a thing. Or would she?

"Well, colour me surprised. That was your plan, sweetie. We could barely leave without being drenched."

"That didn't happen. You're pulling my leg."

"No, it was hilarious when everyone was **** outside. All those posh suits and dresses wet. Not to mention the uppity red hag in her underwear. Or should I say 'seethrough hag'?" she hollered.

"What happened to her wet dress we saw her drying?"

"Oh, I may or may not have accidentally flushed it down one of the toilets when she wasn't looking."

"I can't believe you would do something like that."

"Says the gal who pulled the fire alarm."

"But... It must have been an accident... I must have pulled it by accident..."

"Yeah, sure." she winked at Lauren. "It was an 'accident'. I won't tell anyone otherwise." she drew a cross on her heart jokingly.

"And the guys?"

"They were having some typical macho display of strength with the other customers, when you said to ditch them because they were 'boring'."

So they left the men behind. That was good. And it was HER idea. Even drunk, she was responsible enough to ditch the men. That made her a bit proud of herself. Last night shouldn't have been about them in the first place. It was girl night. "I'm glad we left them behind."

"Oh, believe me, I was heartbroken to leave the Geezer behind." said Nikol sarcastically. "But hey, we chicks gotta stick together, eh?"

"Then you brought me home?"

"Well, yeah...among others."

"And," started Lauren, becoming more and more aware of her nakedness. "What happened to my clothes?" she asked, while dreading to hear the asnwer.

"I dunno." Nikol shrugged. "You must have taken them off before going to bed. I stayed to make sure you would be OK. By the way, that couch sucks." she rubbed her back.

Lauren felt relieved. Nikol hadn't undressed her. Her... secrets were still hers alone. She was already feeling her real self returning. Now she just had to get dressed and send Nikol home.

"I found this outside." Nikol said, pointing at her shirt and pants. "I hope you don't mind."

"Oh, no. Not at all."

"Shame I couldn't find anything that fit me better." she said while stretching the T-shirt away from her chest. "But I guess that's the price of being guest of a 'real' woman." she winked at Lauren.

"Oh, come on! You'll be a real woman soon enough. Some of us just mature earlier." said Lauren, trying to sound encouraging but coming off as condescending.

"Awww, that's so sweet," said Nikol with a sly sneer, "especially coming from you." and with one fluid motion she grabbed the cover and pulled it away from Lauren and off the bed, leaving her colleague/boss without a stitch of clothing.