Takeout back to Megan's.

"Ok, do you want to go out somewhere or grab takeout? We could maybe go to one of your places or maybe mine if you want." Megan is suddenly somewhat shy about all of us heading back to somebody's home, which after the sexually charged day we had is understandable.

Kathryn and I look at each other and understand that while going out would likely be fun we all seem to want to back home right now. Both of our places are tiny with twin beds and no couch. My place has laundry on drying racks and hers has piles of clothes scattered about. "Umm, how about we get takeout and head to your place?" I say hesitantly. "Our apartments are small and a little messy right now."

"Ok, if you live where I think you do those places aren't big. Nice though. And I don't mind a little messy. My place is too. I haven't had anybody over for a while..." she trails off quietly before peppy Megan comes back. "I have a nice place and I know it's bigger than yours so my place it is! I don't think I live very far from you either. Do you like Mexican food? That great place for late night burritos is on the way home."

We all like that plan and we set off on foot. After a moment of lingering awkwardness we start chatting about how fun and sexy the show was. We all agree we should try to go to them whenever possible. We get our burritos and homemade horchata Megan insists on getting for us and head to Megan's, which turns out to be about two blocks over from our building.

While out apartments aren't bad Megan's is far nicer than ours. As she turns off the sidewalk at the building Kathryn stops, "You live here?" She asks almost incredulously. "I knew you had more money but this place is fancy and expensive!" Seeing the almost guilty look on Megan's face Kathryn quickly apologizes, "I'm sorry, that kind of came out. I bet that's why you don't have people over. I didn't mean to be judgemental." She catches up with Megan to give her a hug.

"It's ok, I'm used to it. Mom is a Partner at her law firm and dad's a VP at a tech company. They're both workaholics and make plenty of money. They insisted on getting me this place." She explains as she lets us in the double doors.

"Hi Manny! How are you?" She says cheerfully to the 40ish year old security/concierge guy sitting behind a tall counter. "How's your girlfriend doing? Is her foot ok?"

"Hi Miss Megan!" He responds warmly, "She just broke her pinkie toe but it should heal ok. I'm fine too, thanks for asking."

"Manny, you don't have to call me Miss Megan. Just Megan is fine." She looks almost embarrassed. "Oh, we stopped and got burritos. I have an extra mole pork one if you want it." She holds up a plastic bag.

"I like calling you Miss Megan though." He smiles warmly at her. "And a burrito would be better than my sandwich."

"Here you go!" She deposits the burrito and a tall cup of horchata on the counter for him. "Have a good evening! Say hi to Melissa for me." She clearly does this frequently enough since Manny happily accepts the meal without fuss.

"Thank you, and have a good evening. And with friends over too!" He mimes looking shocked while unable to hide his grin.

Megan sticks her tongue out at him as they both laugh, "Night Manny!" She waves as we get on the elevator. After the doors close she looks at us, "Manny's had a rough go the last few years and he's such a sweetie."

Megan also lives on the top floor but the elevator gets to the fifth floor a lot faster. By chance both buildings are the same height. That's about the only thing they have in common. She leads us down a very nice hallway to her door. She pauses before opening it, "Welcome to my home."

Her corner apartment is a single bedroom loft style well over twice the size of ours. She has simple white furniture but bright colors everywhere. Bright pillows and a rumpled blanket on the couch, a few colorful dishes on the counter, and more. Through the open bedroom door I see rainbow colored blankets on a queen sized bed with more pillows than Kathryn has. The amazing thing is that with a riot of every color of the rainbow everything seems to match. I wasn't sure what to expect but seeing Megan surrounded by everything it perfectly suits her.

Kathryn looks around, "This looks like My Little Pony exploded over everything!"

Megan, who was looking nervous about our reactions, breaks out laughing and points to the Cutie Mark magnets on her fridge as she sets her food on the small island in the kitchen. Kathryn and I set our food down as we gaze at an almost random eclectic style with cartoons, anime, video game characters, and more mainstream influences all jumbled together.

It is slightly confusing and Kathryn gets it first, "Everything in here is happy positive characters, isn't it?" Megan nods and bounces excitedly, "Nobody else gets that at first! Oh I'm so glad I brought you home!" She bounces over the give Kathryn a big hug, squishing the smaller woman against her huge chest.

When she pulls back she notices us staring at her chest since her shirt slipped again. Grinning she pulls the barely useful garment up over her head, pulling her breasts higher on her chest, before chucking it through her bedroom door. She slowly and deliberately stretches her arms up again, giggling at our rapt expressions. "You don't mind if I go topless, do you?" She rubs her breasts and cups the huge soft G cups for us.

Of course we don't object and Kathryn again fixes her slipping dress strap as Megan grabs plates and cup for us. As we unwrap our food the smells wake up our stomachs. We chow down on our after midnight dinner and sip the very tasty horchata. We are distracted a bit by Megan's uncovered breasts and how she obviously likes to tease us by shaking or jiggling them.

After dinner Megan says she'll clean up later and leads us to the couch. I take a quick detour to the bathroom and find the same bright and bold color scheme here too. Finished Kathryn goes next and then Megan.

While she's occupied Kathryn wastes no time, "I think we should tell her about the app."