Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Two Virgin Friends: EP11

My goddess returned, running a damp rag over some long strands of hair and tossing a towel onto my stomach. I quickly cleaned myself up and put the towel to the side. She was still standing by the bed nude with a look of concentration as she worked over her hair thoroughly. I suddenly remembered that just a couple hours ago I had been paralyzed at the touch of my hand on her knee, and yet already it seemed like this is the way it should be. What could be more natural than beckoning her to the bed where I waited to hug her the whole night through? I reached up to pull Thuy back into bed with me, but she pulled back, saying, "So, think you can make it to the gas station now?" "Try and stop me."

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Twenty minutes later, at sometime around three in the morning, we arrived at the all night convenience store by the Interstate. Thuy's hand fell into mine and we walked quickly towards the door. However, as soon as I placed my free hand on the glass door, Thuy did a hard U-turn, spinning as fast as she could, her hair falling down to cover her face. This was a practiced motion she had used for years to hide.

"What's wrong?"

"Julie."

"Who?"

Thuy continued under her breath. "Ms. Pep Squad."

I stared blankly.

"Played the flute. Always sat in the front right seat of every class. 'Can't keep a secret' Julie!"

"I have no idea what we are talking about."

Jake. Soccer

works here actually. Assistant. Manager, I think. I see her all

to see her again

me a quick wave. I knew why Thuy had avoided using the name. It seemed that Julie had really only dated two or three guys in all of high school, but they all were on Varsity Soccer, and

you two

"Jake! No, it's just..."

Julie at three in the morning. So much

about it for

be talked about. Maybe if I

might think I've been standing at the door for five minutes with my other Vietnamese friends, because the population is so enormous here

been at it for years. So if Julie says something,

unmoving. I held the door open for her and after a beat she went in, her

called immediately. "Hey, Jacob," she said with some energy. "Hey, Jennifer," she said with a little less.

treatin' ya?" I

"Butt boring."

you tell me it's Super Ass

day. Maybe I just think about butts a lot watching

staring at a display of mixed nuts and orange slices. "Hey, Jule, which aisle has the contraceptives?