She does.

“That’s…that it?” asked Sara still feeling a little skeptical.

Julie smirked and rolled her eyes, “What? You can’t expect me to go bi with the flip of a switch. Kiss me, if I like it then I’ll consider dating you.”

Sara crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes, “You’ll consider it?”

“Fine I WILL date you,” she groaned, “Honestly Sara you really need to lighten u-” suddenly she was cut off by the Asian girl hugging her arms around her and planting a firm kiss on her lips. Julie’s eyes went wide as they kissed, not because it was unpleasant but because the kiss took her off guard. The kiss actually felt quite nice. Unlike the strong and hard lips of the boy’s she dated, Sara’s lips and body felt nice and soft.

Slowly Julie’s eyes fluttered shut and her arms coiled around Sara’s slender body, one hand resting on her hip while the other ran through the Asian’s dark hair. Sara let out a soft moan as the kiss deepened and lightly ran her nails up and down Julie’s spine. The young Asian still couldn’t believe that she was doing this, that she was making out with a woman that she had a huge crush on. Better still she could feel Julie’s heart pulsing under her breasts along with hers.

After holding the kiss for close to a minute the two girls slowly parted their lips and looked lovingly into the other's eyes. They stood there in silence for a while, their hearts pulsing rapidly in their chest as they looked doe-eyed at one another until Julie smirked and said, “So is tomorrow night at seven good for you.”

This time Sara couldn’t resist laughing. “You are a pain,” said Sara as she hugged Julie close and lighted into the pit of her shoulder.

***

While Julie was able to resist the pheromones, Vicky wasn’t so lucky. In the adjoining shower, just a wall away from the cuddling teens the goth girl was under a cold shower, clawing at the tile wall while panting deeply, and was roiling her clit around rapidly between her middle and ring finger. She must have came at least five times since she started masturbating under the shower, in a vain attempt to cool herself off, but no matter how hard she tried her heat wouldn’t go down.

With her black makeup running down her pale cheeks and her dark eyes rolling into the back of her head, she was rocked by yet another orgasm and again it didn’t satisfy her. Fortunately for her, no one walked in on her or noticed that she was panting up a storm in the shower, though if they did she feared that she wouldn’t have the will power to resist pulling them into the shower and having passionate sex with them.

Again, another climax hit her and again her heat would not cool down. She would beg for mercy if she had the breath to do so or would cry for help if she had the strength to do so. So instead the young woman would finger herself raw into the night.