"--I'm going to bed. I'm beat."

Maria bid Dee good-night, to which she mumbled some non-coherant reply, and headed to the bathroom.

The brushed her hair and teeth quickly, and headed to her room.

Maria habitually slept in the nude, something which one of her previous boyfriends had insisted on.

"Panties only get in the way," he'd said.

She got undressed quickly, peeling her clothes away from her soft pale skin. She undid her impressive bra and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts barely dropped from position, and her nipples imediately hardened into little buttons as they contacted the cool night air.

Faintly interested, Maria plucked at her nipples, pinching them gently and rolling the little nubs between her fingers. Mark had left her frustrated in more ways than one.

Sighing, she let go of her nipples and climbed into bed.

With a lot on her mind, she lay and thought for almost an hour.

Her door slid open, whispering against the carpet, and through cracked lids Maria could see Dee padding softly into her room.

Maria kept her breathing deep as Dee approached her bed.