Harem

Ok then, this is the sixth installment of The Harem Episode 8. If you're reading out of order then quite frankly you're dead to me. If you like what you see, please send feedback to KMB2476@aol.com

Britney bit her lip in excitement and gave in completely. She threw her arms around Jessica's neck and kissed her passionately, pushing the stronger girl backward with her energy. Britney had been so eager for sex for so long and when she and Justin had finally done it, it hadn't been so great. Now Jessica was promising her total bliss and rapture. Even if it was with another girl, there was no way Britney was going to pass that up.

Jessica allowed Britney to come out of her corner now that she was confident she had her. Unfortunately for the pair, there wasn't a bed handy and the chairs in the room didn't look particularly accommodating to girl on girl loving. Oh well, at least there was a soft carpet underneath them and, as Jessica and Britney made out, they fell onto it.

"What about you?" Britney asked. "I want to see you naked too."

"Oh you'll see me naked," Jessica promised and she made good on that by pulling her shirt over her head. Her breasts were encased in a violet Victoria's Secret bra and her nipples were straining against the fabric. Jessica grinned as she fondled her tits through her bra right in front of Britney's enthralled face. It looked like she was about to have one eager student on her hands. Jessica's nipples were getting so hard under the fabric and she needed to release them into the open. She then reached around back to unsnap her bra and when she leaned forward her bosom spilled out.

"Wow," Britney smiled as she looked at Jessica's impressive and all natural rack. She'd seen other girls naked before for sure, but this was certainly the first time she'd seen one in a sexual situation.

"Just wait till you see my pussy," Jessica winked at Britney, before kicking off her shoes and socks. She then undid her own jeans and slid them off her legs. While she was doing this, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her violet panties and took them with her. Now they were both naked and facing each other on the floor. They were both breathing hard and studying each other's nude body. In the middle of doing this Britney began giggling uncontrollably.

"What? What is it?" Jessica asked.

"I'm sorry," Britney replied. "I just can't believe I'm doing this."

"Just relax and let me touch you," Jessica instructed as she kissed Britney again and lay her down on her back. Britney's tits jiggled as she settled in and Jessica began toying with her hard nipples, pinching and rubbing them causing Britney to moan wildly.

"Yesssss ohhhhh yesssss..." Britney moaned. "Play with those big titties of mine. Everyone talks about them. Mmmm but you get to play with them. Do it Jessie! Do it to my body just like you promised!"

That was exactly what Jessica was planning to do and Britney looked so sexy lying there that she even forgave her for calling her "Jessie." Jessica kissed and licked on Britney's tits, working her nipples between her lips and tugging on them to Britney's utter delight. Store bought or not, these were great tits and Jessica was definitely enjoying having them in her mouth.

While she was doing this Jessica's hand tickled it's way down Britney's belly, making the apparently very ticklish Britney laugh. She tugged and fondled her belly piercing and rubbed over her smooth, tanned thighs before getting right to her pussy again. She didn't penetrate Britney's not-quite virgin pussy, but she teased her labia and let her wetness coat her fingers. Judging from Britney's reaction, this was something she liked quite a bit.

"Ohhhh yeahhh," Britney moaned. "Just like that! That's how I like to play with my pussy! Rub it harder Jessie! Rub my wet pussy hard and you'll have me coming in no time!"

"Not gonna cry anymore are you?" Jessica teased.

"Oh no," Britney vowed. "Hell no! Just please don't stop touching me!"

"You mean touch you like this?" Jessica asked as she rubbed Britney's pussy softly. "Or touch you like this?" She then spanked Britney's wet pussy hard, making a lovely slapping noise on her flesh.

"OOOOOOOH!" Britney cried out. "YES JESSIE!! YESSSS!!!"

Jessica remembered how much she'd loved it when Amy did that to her and Britney seemed to enjoy it just as much. She spanked Britney's pussy as hard as she'd felt Amy do it and she loved how it felt to have Britney's hot juice covering her smooth palm. She could feel the lips of Britney's labia spread wide as the singer opened her legs and begged for more with her cries. Jessica could feel Britney's swelling clit against her palm next and she marveled at how a girl who had been a crying mess so little time ago could now be writhing on the floor in sexual ecstasy, her big tits bouncing with every smack to her wet cunt.

When Jessica felt that Britney had had enough slaps, she repositioned her hand so she could slide her fingers inside. Britney's tightness highlighted her sexual inexperience and Jessica could only fit two fingers inside her snug, pink walls. She was able to quickly get a steady motion and Britney began to flail on the soft carpet, her eyes being opened to a world of sexual pleasure she had previously denied herself.

"You like this Britney?" Jessica demanded, her own juices starting to run down her leg. She hadn't even touched herself yet. The rush from turning Britney into a slut for pussy was too much for her. "You like me finger fucking you? You like feeling my fingers in your tight, wet pussy?"

"Oooooh yesssss I love it! I FUCKING LOVE IT!!!" Britney cried out. She could get quite profane when inspired and Jessica was giving her a hell of a lot of inspiration right now. Besides it seemed like her talking nasty made Jessica want her more, so Britney was planning on using talk that could make a sailor blush.

She loved feeling those fingers in her pussy. It felt so much better than either her own fingers or Justin's cock. She just hoped she'd also feel Jessica's tongue too. She couldn't believe she'd ever resisted these advances. All she wanted now was more.

"Mmmm your tight pussy feels so good on my fingers," Jessica said through her gritted teeth. Her own arousal was so high right now that she thought she might come just from getting Britney off and not giving herself any attention. "You're so fucking wet and hot Britney! I love your hot, tight pussy Britney and I'm going to fuck you until you come and cream for me!"

"Yesssss!" Britney urged in between thrashes on the rug. "Fuck me! Please fuck me! Please please please please please please please..."

Britney continued to beg as Jessica finger fucked her hard and leaned down to take her first licks at the singer's pulsating pussy. She loved hearing Britney beg and seeing her naked body writing for more of her attention was a turn on Jessica had to wondered whether it would ever be equaled. When Jessica finally did pull her fingers out of Britney's pussy, it was only so she could better get her tongue inside her.

"Oh holy shit!" Britney gasped, when she felt Jessica's mouth go after her pussy. "Yesss fucking yessssssss!!!" She had never felt anything as good as the feeling of that warm tongue lapping away at her pussy and Britney knew right then that this was certainly not going to be the last time she felt a woman's tongue inside her.

Part of Britney still couldn't believe this was happening. She had felt so despondent since the breakup and now a woman was giving her the best experience of her limited sex life. She craned her head up so she could have a better view and she loved what she saw. It was just so unbelievably hot to look down and see Jessica Alba, with her long straight hair covering her thighs, feasting on her wet pussy. Britney just stared and cried out, not caring who heard her. She didn't care if they all knew. She loved this and she wouldn't have wanted Jessica to stop for the world. Britney began squeezing her own tits, rubbing them hard and working over her super sensitive nipples.

"Oh don't stop eating me!" Britney begged even though she didn't have to. "Please keep eating my pussy! Make me like you! Make me into a lesbian! I wanna be a lesbian!"

Britney still didn't seem to grasp the whole concept of bisexuality, Jessica grinned to herself, but that was ok. She'd just explain it to her later. Right now she just wanted Britney to come and to come huge. She wanted to feel her cream drip from her hungry lips. Jessica was living out all her fantasies right now and she loved it. She was totally in control, twisting someone to her desires. This was the second girl in 24 hours she'd converted to bisexuality and it made Jessica feel so good. Now she knew why everyone at the mansion loved this stuff so much. It was so fucking cool to seduce straight chicks.

Jessica continued to eat Britney out, using every trick she knew. Jessica's experience was still limited but she hoped to soon be the visiting the mansion again for some hands on tutoring in eating pussy. If Amy hadn't been a big enough prize to get her back inside, Britney sure would be and the idea of experiencing all those hot tongues again had Jessica giving it to Britney even faster.

"Mmmmm ooooh Jessie you're going to make me come!" Britney wailed in ecstasy. She'd come from her own hands a lot and Justin had sort of brought her off, but nothing could prepare her for this. It had barely started and Britney already knew that this was going to be the biggest orgasm of her young life.

"Please fuck me Jessie!" Britney continued. "Tongue fuck me Jessie! Make my pussy come! Make me your slut!!! Yessss it feels so fucking hot!!! Ohhhh I'm getting close!"

Jessica could tell from the growing heat of Britney's pussy that this was indeed the truth. Britney was getting close to orgasm and Jessica wasn't planning on missing a drop of this girl's sweet sex cream. She wanted to feel this hot pussy explode against her face and then she'd see if Britney could lick worth a damn. Jessica's own pussy was burning with need and she couldn't wait to press it to Britney's face and rub her wetness all over her beautiful features.

"Ohhhhh is this what you want?" Britney asked in a moan while she pinched and tugged at her nipples. "This is what you came in here after isn't it? Mmmmmm you wanted my hot little pop tart pussy, didn't you? Well know you're going to get it! You're gonna get all my sweet sugar over your face! Ohhhhhhh yesss you're turning me into such a fucking slut and I love it!!! I LOVE IT!!!"

Every single word out of Britney's mouth was a compliment to Jessica. She loved how lust crazy she'd gotten this formerly reluctant girl. The power of pussy was intoxicating and Jessica knew as soon as Britney got a taste of her pussy, the singer would be just as eager as she was to lick every hot girl in sight.

Jessica sucked on Britney's clit hard making the singer shudder. Britney found her whole body quivering and she rubbed her pussy all over Jessica's face. Jessica couldn't believe how hot she was getting. She felt like she was turning into someone like Christina or Rose. Someone who could get any woman they desired. She slid her fingers back into Britney's juicy pussy and nibbled on the lips of her labia. Jessica attached her lips to Britney's and tugged on them gently but passionately with her mouth while her fingers slid so easily into Britney. Britney was still as tight as she had been when they had started but her wetness just made things so much easier.

"Come for me Britney!" Jessica commanded right before she got her tongue back inside the singer's pussy. "Come for me like the naughty fucking slut you know you want to be!"

"Ohhhh fuck yeah! Do it Jessie! I am a slut! A nasty fucking princess slut!" Britney babbled in between her moans. Jessica had read her so well. She did want this. She wanted to be a slut. She was tired of having everyone criticize her and not letting her do what she wanted to do. She wanted to be free and indulge her desires. She wanted to be as big a slut as she'd always heard Christina Aguilera was. She just wanted to have fun and this was soooo much fun.

Britney's moans got longer and deeper and she felt a burning in her pussy like she'd never felt before. She felt so sticky and creamy inside and she could tell she was on the verge of one heck of an orgasm. It was so close she could almost touch it and she wanted to touch it. She wanted to swim in her pleasure and let it cover every inch of her skin. This felt so fucking good that Britney wanted to experience it each day...every day.

"Ohhhh Jessie say you'll go on tour with me and eat me out every night!" Britney yelped happily as Jessica's tongue lashes got her even closer. She had meant to think that and not say it, but the brain to mouth connection was a little frenzied right about now. Jessica looked at her kind of puzzled on why she'd say that, but she quickly shrugged it off and got back to licking. It wasn't the weirdest thing she'd ever heard a guy say on the verge of orgasm but she didn't want to go there with them and their various "mommy" issues. She only wanted to think about getting Britney off and with one last hard flicker against her clit, she got the job done.

Her fond wish for Jessica's presence as an on tour pussy licker was the last coherent thing Britney was able to say before her orgasm arrived with wet, sticky spasms. Britney alternated between cries and gurgles as she tried to come to terms with all the amazing sensations going off in her brain like firecrackers. A thousand hot pops seemed to happen at once and she could react with only the most primal of groans while soaking Jessica's face in girl cum.

While Jessica lapped away at Britney's creamy sexy goodness, she got even hotter knowing Britney would always remember this moment. Just as she remembered how good it had been when Love had taken her on that soft bed, Britney would remember what it was like when she got eaten out in her dressing room.

Britney finally began to cycle down until she was ultimately doing nothing more than humping Jessica's face. Jessica helped herself to one more long lick of Britney's cummy pussy before pulling away and getting faced to face with the flushed and sweaty singer's face.

"Holy moly," Britney moaned.

"Still feeling bad about Justin?" Jessica inquired with a smile.

"Justin who?" Britney grinned right back.

"That's right," Jessica said. "'Justin who?' Now kiss me Britney!"

Britney eagerly allowed Jessica to get on top of her, their naked bodies rubbing together, and kissed her passionately. There was no longer any hesitation on the singer's part and she was now a happy convert to the ways of girl on girl. She loved how another woman's lips felt on her and her kiss with Jessica was free of any inhibition. Britney had often tasted herself after masturbating and now that her flavor was all over Jessica's face, Britney decided she tasted even better.

The kiss stayed deep and wet and Britney loved how their bare tits touched and bumped against each other. Britney began running her hands over Jessica's smooth, sexy back and smiled when she felt Jessica's wet pussy press against her body. She'd already experienced so many new things since Jessica walked through the door. Did she have it in her to try one more thing?

"Ummm do you want me to...you know...lick you Jessie?" Britney asked tentatively. She wasn't sure of this, but she knew if Jessica asked her she'd do it.

"What do you think baby?" Jessica asked, rubbing her wetness against Britney's body just a little bit more.

"I think you're going to want me to lick you until you come, right?" Britney grinned.

"Very perceptive," Jessica said while running her thumb under Britney's adorable chin and raising her head up to give her another proper kiss. After the kiss, Jessica kept Britney flat on her back and scooted up until her pussy was right above the singer's face.

Britney felt her fears about going down on another woman dissipate when she got a whiff of Jessica's aroused scent. She felt a hunger in her begin and the more she stared at Jessica's wetness, the more she wanted to go down on her and make her feel good. She was just afraid she wouldn't be good at it. She didn't want to disappoint Jessica. Britney wanted Jessica to come and want to stay and be her special friend again and again.

"Just dive in Britney," Jessica advised her after seeing the nervous look on Britney's face. "Just do it like you like it done to you and you'll make me come. Don't worry baby, there's no way you won't make me come."

The encouragement worked and Britney went for it. She slowly extended her tongue and took a quick taste of the wet treat pressed close to her face. For the first time Britney found herself tasting another woman and she quickly discovered that she loved it. Jessica's pussy was warm and wet and Britney was surprised to find out how much she enjoyed her sexual honey.

Jessica began to moan from the slow tongue strokes Britney was giving her and that gave the singer all the more reason to do even better. She kept licking at Jessica's wet labia before slowly pushing her tongue inside and getting the full experience of Jessica's pussy.

"Ohhhh good girl," Jessica moaned. "Good little slut. Lick my pussy like that. Mmmm that's so nice Britney!"

Britney almost started giggling in Jessica's pussy in response. This was making her feel so giddy. She couldn't believe she was doing this but here she was naked and flat on her back in her dressing room eating the pussy of one of the most beautiful women in the world. If Justin could see her now he'd just die. He'd know what he'd given up then. But he'd blown his chance and Britney was now learning about all the other possibilities that were out waiting for her and her sexy bod.

Jessica's satisfied moans were a total turn on to Britney and she felt her own pussy get wet again. God, this was just getting her so hot and she was already thinking about who else she could practice her new pussy eating skills on. She thought about her backup dancers. She thought about the hot interns at her record label or maybe even other singers she ran into what. Did she even dare think about seeing if someone like Christina was interested in this? She'd heard the rumors, but that's probably all they were...rumors.

But right now Britney reminded herself she shouldn't be thinking about the future. She should be keeping her mind, and tongue, right here in the present because Jessica was hot and wet and in desperate need of someone to get her off. Britney was more than happy to do so and when her tongue hit Jessica's clit for the first time she heard the ecstatic cry it produced, she did it again and again and again.

Soon Britney was sucking on Jessica's clit, letting her flavor touch all of her tastebuds. Britney loves this. It was like a piece of sugary bubble gum in her mouth when she got through the hard exterior at first and the sugar coating would just coat her tongue. This was better than any damn sugar and Britney knew it was going to get even hotter when she got Jessica to come.

Jessica pushed her pussy back and forth over Britney's face, coaxing her to do more sucking and licking. Britney was definitely an eager student so it wasn't hard for her to grasp the basic concepts of eating a girl out. Jessica was definitely enjoying having Britney's mouth and tongue working her over and she congratulated herself for another successful seduction. Jessica moaned out her enjoyment and grasped her bouncing breasts in her hands, lifting the left one up so she could flick her tongue at it. She then did the same to her right breast, letting the extra stimulation juice up her pussy just that much more.

Britney was having trouble keeping her hands in place. She'd always been kind of hyperactive anyway and this was a special case. She didn't know what to do with her hands, except that she had to do something with them. Britney thought about fingering herself, but she didn't want to distract herself from licking Jessica. So then she impulsively reached up and grabbed Jessica's ass, letting her hands grip onto each cheek and squeeze. It was not an action that Jessica minded a bit.

"Oh yeah Britney that feels goood," Jessica said. "Squeeze it! Squeeze my tight ass while you eat me out you slut!"

Britney did as requested though she considered not doing it because part of her really liked it when Jessica called her a slut and took control of her. She was feeling mighty naughty right now and having someone tell her how bad she was was a huge turn on for her.

"Do it again!" Britney moaned. The more turned on she got, the more she licked Jessica.

"Do what?" Jessica teased in between her sexy reactions to Britney's inexperienced, but eager tongue. She caught onto immediately to what Britney wanted, but she didn't want to give into her demand right away. It was more fun to push her a little farther.

"Tell me what I am..." Britney begged, her face shiny with Jessica's juices and looking so needy and beautiful. "Tell me I'm a slut. Tell me I'm the biggest slut in the whole wide world."

"Is that what you want to hear...slut?" Jessica said, slapping her hand down onto Britney's pussy when she hit the magic world. She made Britney coo with the slap and the singer got back to making music on Jessica's clit. "You wanna be a lesbian so fucking bad Britney? Then keep eating my pussy! Lick it up you naughty little slut! Ohhhhhh make me come and you'll be a lesbian slut just like me!"

Britney's satisfaction was expressed through the tongue lashing she was giving Jessica's pussy. Britney was reminded of the fresh pieces of fruit that was often left for her in her dressing room, but this tasted even better and she longed to have Jessica's flavor dripping down her chin soon. She loved this. She loved doing this. She loved being a slut.

Jessica kept using the "s" word on Britney and she enjoyed the results when that tongue continued working her pink parts over so nicely. Britney had so much energetic abandon in her pussy, but she hadn't quite reached the level of "slut" yet. Mmmm maybe she'd have Christina give her some slut lessons soon. Oh that would be so hot to watch. Jessica considered spilling Chrissy's secret right there to Britney, but she decided not to. If Christina wanted Britney to know, she was sure she'd tell her. Christina didn't seem to be the most subtle of sex kittens.

However, even though Jessica kept that little secret to herself, it didn't stop her from wondering what it would be like to feel two pop tart tongues inside her. It was most definitely an appealing thought and Jessica quickly found herself on the verge of giving Britney a helping of her very own recipe of orgasmic sex cream. She wasn't sure how Britney would react to something like that, but there was no way Jessica was getting off this tongue. She did figure it was only fair to give Britney fair warning though.

"Ooooooh Britney," Jessica declared. "Oh baby you're making me come! Oh shit! Yessssss ohhhhhh fuck yessssssssss! I'm almost there!"

"Do it Jessie!" Britney demanded in between licks of Jessica's clit. "Come all over your slut's famous face!"

That was a request no sane person could refuse and Jessica's mental health was quite fine, thank you. Jessica's hips began to move of their own volition, rubbing her pussy all over Britney's girl cum hungry mouth. Jessica could feel herself creaming over Britney's smooth, tanned face and it was such a rush. Jessica had been so horny for so long and, now she was finally finding true release.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Jessica screamed out while riding Britney's face and fucking her tongue. "OOOOOOH BRITNEYYYYYYY!!! I'M COMING YOU FUCKING SLUT!!!!"

The orgasm she had experienced while spending naked time with Amy was nothing compared to this. Jessica didn't know what it was that was making this feel so particularly good, but it might have had something to do with the fact that one of the most recognizable faces in the world was eating her pussy right below her. So many people had their own hot fantasies about Britney, but Jessica was the one who got to unlock her full slut potential and that was such a rush to the ego and the sex drive.

For her part Britney was in ecstasy and she wasn't even touching herself. Nothing she had ever done had felt as good as Jessica's hot girl juice soaking her tongue and face. She had done it! She was making another girl come. Britney felt so free and uninhibited then. It felt like nothing was holding her back and she could do whatever, and whomever, she wanted.

Jessica's cream tasted so good and Britney's own pussy was getting so wet. She knew she must have tasted this good too when she came and she hoped Jessica would be willing to get in a few more licks before show time. It just felt sooo good and Britney reveled in the fact that she was a lesbian now. Did it mean she had to listen to Indigo Girls cd's and become a vegetarian? If it meant she'd get more of hot pussy like Jessica's Britney was ready to do whatever it took to be part of this sisterhood.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Jessica said in one last gasp of pleasure before rolling off of Britney's face and moving over to her side. "Oh baby you were awesome..."

"Thanks," Britney smiled with a slight blush. She still couldn't quite get a handle on all that had happened, but she was certainly glad it did. "Ummm...Jessie...can...can we do this again sometime?"

"Of course we can," Jessica said, kissing Britney while rolling her nipples in between her fingers. "In fact I have some friends who would love to meet you..."

Britney almost came again right there from the idea of not only doing this again...but with other girls as well. Before she could get too juicy from the idea though, a knock came on the door.

"Ummm Britney, we heard some shouting," her manager said. "Is everything all right in there?"

"Definitely," Britney declared, kissing Jessica right back and loving that her manager had no idea what was going on in here. "Everything's great now."

Once the hearing had begun Sarah found herself getting more impatient by the second. It seemed like this was taking forever and she felt so powerless as she sat their silently behind the table and listened to Rick get on the stand and tell lie after lie about her.

Rick had testified how Sarah had forced him to be her lover and come into her trailer and go down on her every afternoon. He had lied in the most graphic of ways all the things she had supposedly made him do and how much she had loved it. He told the Judge that when he had begun to refuse her, she had had him fired. Hearing it all made Sarah's skin crawl and she wondered how deep his sickness ran. He was telling nothing but bull and it came out of him so calmly, like it was nothing for him to just get up there and spill whatever deluded fantasies that were in his head.

Sarah wanted to get up and scream at the Judge that it wasn't true. She was so afraid that the Judge was buying Rick's lies and that she was going to believe him and not her. Sarah tried to get a read on Judge Wright's face, but she couldn't. The Judge didn't betray anything about which way she might be leaning and Sarah just wanted her to see the truth. She wanted the Judge to know that there was no way she'd do any of the things he was saying about her.

At times Sarah felt Alyson's reassuring hand on her shoulder and that made her feel good, at least until the next lie. She had just sat their nervously and fidgety behind the table, waiting for her turn and hoping she could set it all straight.

Unfortunately, Sarah didn't know if she did much good when she testified after Rick. She refuted all his lies and only told the truth, but it was just her word against his and Sarah wondered if Rick had been a good enough actor to fool the Judge. She told the Judge how Rick had made it all up and she said how he had been the one hitting on her and she'd only had him fired after he wouldn't stop groping her and trying to force himself on her. She even tried to tell about what had happened by the water fountain, but Rick's lawyer had objected and been able to stop Sarah from talking about anything but the specific instances mentioned in Rick's suit.

She had tried her best when she was questioned to get the Judge to agree with her, but by the time she was finished Sarah felt even lower than she had before. She felt like she had failed and that in the end she was going to be to blame for everything that had happened to her. She felt like it was over and just wanted to cry. She refrained from openly sobbing when started walking back to behind the table, but she was convinced it was over. His lies had been so dramatic and bold, that Sarah felt the Judge would instinctively want to hear more with a full civil trial. What more could they do?

Sarah's lawyer, Ted, immediately answered her internal question with a surprise announcement.

"We call Alyson Hannigan," Ted announced and Sarah nearly did a double take. Alyson crossed past her as they headed in opposite directions and she got a look at her friend's shocked expression.

"It's ok, Sarah," Alyson whispered to her. "I'm going to make everything alright."

Sarah didn't know what that meant, but she knew she couldn't just stand there gawking. So she quickly got behind the table and watched Alyson take the stand.

"Now Ms. Hannigan, did you on any occasion witness a conversation between Mr. Burke and Ms. Gellar?" Ted asked.

"Yes I did," Alyson answered. "I saw them outside her trailer one day arguing. He was yelling at her that he was going to bring her to court unless she slept with him. He said he would make up lies about her unless she did what he wanted."

Sarah couldn't believe what she was hearing. Nothing like that had ever happened. Alyson was lying on the stand. Sarah kept her mouth shut, but Rick couldn't keep silent.

"LIAR!!!" He shouted as he shot up from behind his desk. His lawyer tried to calm Rick down, but he wasn't having any of it. "SHUT UP YOU LYING BITCH!!!"

"Mr. Russell, please control your client immediately or else he will be held in contempt of court!" Judge Wright declared with an angry bang of her gavel.

"Did you hear anything more of that conversation?" Ted asked.

"Yes I did," Alyson said. "Rick said that no one would believe Sarah and that the Judge would go on his side because she was just a stuck up celebrity bitch and that the Judge would want to punish her."

"STOP LYING!!!" Rick screamed. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! I NEVER SAID ALL THAT!!!"

"Marshalls, remove him!" Judge Wright commanded and two burly court marshals quickly restrained Rick. However he was able to slip away from them and lunge toward Alyson on the stand before they tackled him and handcuffed his hands behind his back. Rick was then dragged away from the courtroom, kicking and screaming. Sarah couldn't believe that Aly had lied and the dramatics that had followed. The Judge was definitely not happy.

"I want to see counsel in my chambers now!" Judge Wright demanded as she called a recess. The two lawyers followed her back to her chambers and Sarah stared at Alyson in shock from behind the table. Alyson smiled warmly back at her as she excused herself from the stand and calmly walked back to her seat.

"Wow this place is amazing!" Gwen marveled as she took in the mansion she was now standing in. "Where'd you find a place like this?"

"It's just something that worked out," Jewel replied coyly. "I didn't do much of the finding. It was kind of found for me and I hopped along for the ride."

"Hmmm mysterious...you don't hear that every day," Gwen replied. "Sounds to me like there's one of those E! True Hollywood Stories behind this place."

"Oh there is," Jewel said, while trying to refrain from laughing. If Gwen only knew the story behind this place. Oh well, hopefully she would soon by becoming an active participant. "I'll tell you when the time is right."

Jewel did have seduction on the mind when she and Gwen had ended up here, but that wasn't the only thing she was thinking of. They had spent most of the day together, starting with lunch and Jewel had been taken by how much she really did like Gwen. It wasn't just a sex thing with her. Sure Jewel did want to get her naked very badly and perform a variety of tongue tricks on her body, but she also liked her companionship too. If Jewel chickened out here and didn't try to jump Gwen's bones, then at least she'd have the beginning of a good friendship to fall back on.

"So when will be the right time?" Gwen inquired. "Now you've got my curiosity piqued." Gwen had also been struck by how well she was getting along with Jewel. She had always thought she was nice, but now that she was getting to know her, she saw the potential for a real friendship to develop. She didn't have a lot of good female friends within the industry. T here were a lot of women she was friendly with, but none she considered a good friend. Perhaps Jewel could be a friend like that. Jewel sure seemed nice and after all she had listened to her prattle on throughout the day.

Gwen had ended up confessing to Jewel about Gavin. She didn't go into specifics, but she did give a rough outline of what had happened. She needed to tell someone what had gone on and she knew her bandmates would be understanding, but there was something another woman would get more about her situation. She'd get more of what she needed by opening up to someone who could better understand what was going on inside her.

"Just be patient," Jewel advised Gwen. "I'll explain all in due time. Let me show you my room now."

Gwen continued to take it all in as she was given the quick tour by Jewel on the way to the Alaskan Lights room. Jewel had mentioned something about roommates, but she didn't see any of them around. It was obvious to Gwen that something a little out of the ordinary was going on here. Everything just seemed like it was a tenth of a degree away from normal. She didn't want to pry though. If Jewel wanted to tell her, she'd tell her. Besides if it wasn't hurting anyone, then Gwen thought people should just do what made them happy.

Jewel was practically giddy as she dragged Gwen to her room. She didn't really have a specific plan of action here, she was just planning on following her impulses and seeing where they led her. She hoped her instincts led her between the sheets with Gwen and they weren't going to be able to do that until they actually got to her room.

"Wow!" Gwen declared when she saw Jewel's room. The Arctic theme. The whirlpool. The mirrors all over the walls. It was so wonderfully tacky that Gwen couldn't help but love it immediately. It was wild and weird in a fun way. Now Gwen was convinced there was something weird about this place. But weird in a good way.

"I'm glad you like it," Jewel smiled. "It's taken a little getting used to but I feel at home now. I've lived in weirder places, believe me."

While Jewel was busy showing Gwen around, Love was lying down on her bed flat on her stomach with her feet kicked up as she listened to some of her cd's and munched on some red Twizzlers. It probably wasn't the healthiest of snacks, but what the hell. Love was still floating on the pleasure she had experienced last night. Remembering it was getting Love's juices stirring and she knew it wasn't going to be long before she was pushing down her pants and panties and touching herself.

Love suddenly heard a soft knocking on her door and she looked up.

"Come in," she said and the door opened to reveal one of her housemates.

"Rose," Love smiled when she came in. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine," Rose replied. "It was nothing a few aspirin couldn't make go away."

"The bruise is almost gone," Love observed.

"Well I've got some makeup on it, but yeah you could barely notice it was there," Rose said. "That'll teach me to be clumsy I guess."

"Maybe you should just bring me everywhere you go so I can catch you," Love smiled. She remembered the talk she had had with Sarah yesterday. She began to really study Rose and try to see if what she was doing was an act or not. Love quickly found out she wasn't much good at doing that, but she still saw a beautiful woman standing in her room who had brought her so much pleasure in the past. For Love that was good enough.

"Good idea," Rose smiled right back. "So how come you're not in your little suit and tie again? I never knew you liked to play dress up Love."

"You never asked," Love stated, playfully sticking out her tongue as she did so. "But if you're nice to me then maybe I'll let you play dress up with me next time."

"You'd better," Rose winked. "But how about you just go out with me tonight and we'll call it even."

"I don't know," Love said, feigning reluctance. "I really shouldn't go out two nights in a row."

"Don't be a wuss," Rose teased. "You're a big girl. Besides if you don't then I'll start to think you like Sarah more than me."

"So where would we be going?" Love asked.

"Just a club," Rose answered. "Not a strip club though. Just a nice normal place where we can cruise for chicks. Now c'mon Love! Go out with me!"

Love had never heard Rose's playful pouts before and she liked it. She wasn't as tough as she usually was tonight. It was more like she was looking for a friend to go have fun with. It did seem like a good idea. Who knew how long Sarah was going to take and Jennifer wasn't going to be there tonight.

"What about Jewel?" Love asked.

"Oh she's busy with Gwen," Rose answered. "I saw them come in earlier. C'mon...what about it? Just you and me?"

"I'd like that," Love said getting up off the bed and wrapping her arms around Rose's waist. "I'd like that a lot."

"Then get dressed," Rose said, playfully spanking Love's ass. "No guys clothes either."

"Ok," Love replied. "Just let me tell Jewel we're going."

"Uh uh.," Rose said, holding Love back. "You have to get dressed first."

"What are you going to do?" Love asked, grinning all the way. "Watch me?"

"Mmmm you bet I am," Rose answered before sliding her hands over Love's breasts. "Now are you going to get undressed or do I have to undress you?"

Love didn't answer. Instead she pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her bare, bouncing breasts. Rose couldn't help but lean down for a soft lick of each nipple, making them harden almost instantly. She then backed up and allowed Love to push down her pants and panties and stand before her stark naked.

"So do you have an outfit for me or should I just guess on which one you might like?" Love asked.

"Don't worry, I've got something in mind for you," Rose replied.

A little while later Love and Rose were strolling down the hallway toward Jewel's room, looking dressed to thrill. Love was in an electric blue colored dress. It wasn't too heavy, but rather light and was perfect for her to dance in. There was nothing about the dress that would restrict movement. Rose was in something a little more conservative. It was a crimson red dress, more muted though than Love's shiny blue. It also had a more velvety feel to it and Love couldn't keep her hands off it. Of course it wasn't like her grabby hands were meeting a lot of resistance.

The club-bound duo explained their situation to Jewel out in the hallway and the singer seemed eager to get back inside her room with Gwen. She wasn't sure how to make her first move on her, but she knew she couldn't do it unless she was in the same room as her.

While Jewel talked with Love and Rose, Gwen couldn't help but get curious. The three of them were talking a few feet away from her room, so Gwen just peered out the door and caught a glimpse at them. Was that Jennifer Love Hewitt? And Rose McGowan? It sure looked like it was them. Were they Jewel's roommates? But before Gwen could think about that anymore she saw something that literally took her breath away. She watched in shock as Jewel kissed both Love and Rose. This wasn't any chaste, friendly kiss...it was the type of kiss that you gave to a lover and Gwen couldn't believe what she saw.

She ducked back into the room, not wanting to be caught snooping. Was Jewel a lesbian? Was that the big secret here?

Then another question popped into Gwen's head...had Jewel brought her here to seduce her?

It had taken a few hours for everything to be straightened out at the courthouse, but the end result was that the judge had decided to take everything into consideration and issue her decision at a later date. On it's surface it didn't seem that great, but Ted assured Sarah that things had worked out very well for them. Not only had Alyson's testimony punched huge holes in Rick's credibility, his in court freak out had to show Judge Wright that he wasn't entirely stable either.

Sarah was assured by one and all that her head was no longer stuck on the chopping block, but that didn't improve her mood all that much. Sure she felt good about the end result, but she just felt so uncomfortable with the methods that were used to get to that result.

"Tell me you don't just feel amazingly at ease now," Alyson said, coming up from behind of Sarah while they walked out of the courthouse. Alyson was feeling pretty good about things, but when she saw the disapproving look on Sarah's face, she frowned. "What? What's up?"

"Oh Aly...why?" Sarah sighed.

"What? What are you talking about?" Alyson asked.

"I can't talk about it here," Sarah said. "I don't want anyone to hear."

Sarah then scurried outside of the courthouse with Alyson following right behind her. When they were finally outside, Sarah turned around to face her friend.

"How could you do that Aly?" Sarah asked. "How could you lie?"

"B...b...but I was trying to help you?" Alyson defended herself. She was quite surprised by Sarah's reaction to what had happened. She would have thought she would have been thrilled.

"I know you were Aly," Sarah said. "And I appreciate it. I know you were trying to help me. But what if they found out you made all that stuff up in there. What if they put you on trial for perjury? They do that, you know. They can put you in jail for it. I didn't want you to break the law for me Aly."

"I just wanted to help you Sarah," Alyson declared. "He was lying and I didn't want him to hurt you with his lies. My lies were good lies."

"I just don't want you to pay the price for this Aly," Sarah sighed. "I know you wanted to help me and you did. You got him off my back. I just don't want this to come back and bite you in the ass."

"It won't," Alyson confidently predicted. "No one's ever going to find out about this. Ted doesn't know. You and I are the only ones who know what I said wasn't true and it's not like Rick can do anything about it. He can't prove I didn't hear what I said just like he can't prove anything he said either. Just be happy he's out of your life now."

"I am," Sarah said. "I am happy. I don't mean to be a snot about this Aly, it's just that I don't want any more trouble."

"You're not being a snot," Alyson assured her friend. "And there won't be any more trouble. Even if Rick doesn't get thrown in jail for contempt it's not like his suit is going to go anywhere. You heard Ted."

Alyson paused for a second before getting to what she really wanted.

"Now how about that celebration tonight?" Alyson asked. "Let's get crazy!"

"Not tonight Aly," Sarah sighed. "I...I...just need to sort some things out in my head. But I'll see you tomorrow, ok?"

"Ok," Alyson reluctantly agreed. Her disappointment was obvious, but that was lessened when Sarah kissed her cheek and lightly brushed over her lips in the process. Alyson could tell Sarah wanted to do more and she definitely wanted to have more done to her, but they had to concede to the fact that they were standing in the middle of the sidewalk and a few people might have noticed if they had started making out.

So Alyson had to content herself with the touch of Sarah's lips to hers and a look at her ass while she walked away to her car. While she walked away Alyson could tell that Sarah was clearly not over her bout of the blues, despite all she'd done the night before and the fact that Rick wasn't a problem anymore. Alyson was glad she'd been able to get rid of Rick, but she hadn't gotten what she had really wanted.

She wanted Sarah to be happy again, like she was that day when they had that pool party. Alyson set herself to thinking about what would cheer her friend up. Suddenly the answer dawned on her and she immediately began thinking of a way to make a certain fantasy into a reality.

Love had to admit that she was slightly disappointed in the club that Rose had brought her to. Knowing Rose, she had expected it to be some kind of wild sex club orgy thing, but it was just a normal little club. Love couldn't help but show her disappointment and Rose immediately picked up on it.

"Awwww poor Love, expecting something a little bit different?" Rose said, wrapping her arms around Love from behind and giving her a loving squeeze. To anyone who saw them it would appear to be a gesture between friends, but of course it meant much more than that.

"Well...no...." Love began before dropping the charade. "Yeah...kinda..."

"Don't sell these places short Love," Rose replied. "Besides I think you're a little too delicate for those other kinds of clubs."

"Who's delicate?" Love challenged with an arched eyebrow as she slyly pushed her hand up Rose's dress. Since they had dressed together, Love knew perfectly well that Rose had no panties on underneath Before pulling away, Love's hand passed over Rose's damp slit, eliciting a moan.

"Well maybe delicate was the wrong word," Rose grinned. "But cheer up Love, this was the same place I met Christina at."

Love perked up considerably at the sound of that.

"Oh yeah," Rose continued. "It was right here. Saw her dancing and shaking that tight little ass of hers. We locked eyes and before I knew it I had that little slut on her knees in the ladies room with her dress bunched up around her waist while she licked my pussy. Mmmm she was such an eager slut."

"What about me?" Love playfully pouted. She knew no one else could hear their conversation over the loud music. "She can't be as big a slut as me?"

"No way," Rose replied, sneaking a caress of Love's face. "And remember, Christina may be a slut, but you're my slut Love."

Love practically started purring in response. Rose always knew which buttons to push with her. She always knew just how to get her all wet and juicy and that was exactly the effect she was having now. Love hoped that Rose's little Christina story was a precursor of things to come and that she'd find herself a slut of her own for the night. But if she couldn't she definitely wouldn't have minded hiking up her own skirt for a sweet Rose tongue-lashing.

"Now c'mon Love, let's find ourselves some company for the night," Rose said, pushing Love forward into the crowds. The music was loud and bouncy and both Love and Rose had the urge to do some dancing. In fact as soon as they got out there, finding playthings became a secondary concern.

Even if they weren't looking at the moment, it didn't mean the duo didn't get their fair share of stares. Even if they weren't famous, which they clearly were, Love and Rose were two beautiful women moving to the beats of the music free of any inhibitions. Plus there was the added attraction of the fact that they were dancing awfully close to one another, their bodies touching and rubbing in some very naughty places. It was an incredible tease to everyone and Rose had to smile when she thought if they only knew what really went on when she and Love weren't in the public eye.

Rose had always loved to dance and it often hadn't mattered if there was music or not going. She had songs going on in her head and that was more than enough for her. But she really came to shine when she was out there under the hot lights and sweaty bodies on the dance floor. Even Love had to stop and stare as Rose moved so smoothly and flawlessly to the music, like she was in her own universe. She just looked so beautiful and inviting that Love knew she wasn't the only person who wanted to jump her right there and then.

Stare all you want boys, Love thought to herself with a satisfied grin, she's going home with me. Knowing that made Love feel all tingly inside. If all of them knew what Rose and she did to each other and to their housemates, everyone in the club would go into simultaneous cardiac arrest. Love tried to keep up with Rose on the dance floor, but she soon gave up and went back to staring at her lover.

"And I'll bet you thought I only knew one way to work up a sweat," Rose laughed as she and Love went to grab a drink.

"Speaking of getting worked up when are you gonna drag me to the ladies room," Love teased, pressing her hand to Rose's ass when she was sure no one was watching.

"Impatient aren't we?" Rose smiled in response. "Well we'll just have to-"

But that was all Rose could get out before she saw something that stole her attention.

"What? What is it?" Love asked, curious about what could distract Rose from a round of flirting. She looked around and when she saw the cause of Rose's distraction she immediately understood. Both Rose and Love stared at a table near the bar where Denise Richards sat with a group of three of her friends. They were busy chattering away with one another and Denise seemed to be excitedly showing off the engagement ring on her finger.

"Oh no way Rose," Love stated, shaking her head. "She'll never go for it."

"And what makes you say that?" Rose inquired.

"Just look at her," Love replied. "She's totally crazy in love. Look how she's showing off that ring. She'd never want to mess around with another girl. She's all about guys."

"Are you doubting my powers of seduction Love?" Rose said, smelling a challenge. "Don't you think I can get her all hot and wet for pussy?"

"Maybe I am," Love shot back, trying not to laugh as she attempted to stand toe-to-toe with Rose in the sexual intimidation game.

"Well watch and learn then Love, watch and learn," Rose said before walking away from her housemate and toward Denise's table.

"Rose! How are you?" Denise excitedly declared when she saw the actress walk up to her table. She and Rose had known each other since they had done a Details photo shoot together, but it had always been a typical Hollywood, kiss on the cheek type of relationship.

"I'm doing just fine," Rose replied. "You look like you're doing pretty well yourself."

"You have no idea," Denise sighed. Rose spied a nearly empty bottle of champagne at Denise's table and it wasn't hard to assume she'd helped herself to more than a glass of it. "Rose I want you to meet my girls from San Diego. They went to high school with me and they're like my bestest friends in the whole wide world. This is Mary, Sherry and Terry."

Rose exchanged polite hellos with Denise's old high school chums, but they seemed about as interested in her as she was with them. Rose only had eyes for Denise and was already wondering what would be the best way to take advantage of her slightly inebriated state.

"Have you seen my ring?" Denise said, suddenly thrusting her hand in Rose's direction so she could get a good look at it's bejeweled state.

"It's very impressive," Rose teased, knowing that Denise had no idea she was looking straight down her pushed forward cleavage. Rose's little remark did catch the attention of Sherry and the actress heard a distinct "Ohmygawd," under her breath. Rose responded with a wink at Sherry that got the girl even more unsettled.

"See they never thought Charlie was going to settle down but I always knew he'd make me happy," Denise happily declared. "I knew I'd get this ring on my finger. And I am going to have the best wedding. Mary, Sherry and Terry are going to be my maids of honor Rose and I want you to come too. I want all of my friends there."

"I'm sure I'll have a presence there," Rose replied. She'd never really considered Denise a friend really, but since she felt they were it would make it all the more easier to get into her panties. But Rose wasn't holding her breath about being a guest at the wedding. Charlie Sheen never had struck her as the most faithful of men, but perhaps Rose could take a first strike against a potentially broken heart by getting her hooked on women.

"I'm glad you're happy Denise," Rose said. "But you don't want to celebrate with champagne do you?"

"Why wouldn't I?" Denise asked.

"Because champagne is for wusses and Puff Daddy," Rose grinned. "If you really want to celebrate there's only one way to do it."

"Which way is that?" Mary suddenly asked.

"Why with tequila of course," Rose grinned.

Even as she drove home to Malibu, Sarah couldn't ditch the cloud that was hanging over her head. It felt like everywhere else it was sunny and on her it was pouring rain. She would have done anything to chase away the blues, but it was getting better not worse. Her blues were getting so bad as she drove back that she had a Radiohead CD on full blast. Sarah supposed that when you were depressed it was always good to be around people more depressed than you.

She hoped she hadn't been too hard on Alyson. She didn't want her to think that she didn't appreciate what she had done for her. It was just that Sarah had to wonder was it ok to lie to combat another lie? It was a moral question for sure and Sarah had to worry that Alyson would be lead away in handcuffs serving whatever sentence they had for perjury. Was it even a major crime? Did anyone really care about something like that? Sarah wasn't sure and she was in no hurry to find out.

Not even going home to her friends was cheering Sarah up. She just felt so weird all of a sudden. Usually knowing she was going to come home to 4 pairs of loving hands to touch her everywhere she liked to be touched would have had a wide smile on Sarah's face. But now she felt like events were conspiring to make her unhappy. Not even the memories of what she and Love had done last night could perk her up.

For once Sarah actually didn't want to see her housemates. Right now she just needed to be left alone and they would have all wanted to know how the hearing went and how she was feeling. She just couldn't answer that question one more time without screaming and she didn't want them to see that side of her.

Sarah briefly considered staying with Freddie tonight. She hadn't spent a night with him in about a week and no doubt he was getting antsy. He always seemed to at least look like he was listening to her and it wasn't like he was going to ask too many probing questions. However, she just couldn't do it. She knew what he'd want to do and she just didn't want to feel his touch tonight. She just couldn't lie back and spread her legs for him. It didn't feel right tonight.

Of course it hadn't felt right for a long time and Sarah sometimes wondered if she was being truly awful by doing what she was doing with the girls. She felt like she was stomping on the love he offered her every time she gave herself up for her housemates. But that guilt would always pass quickly when she felt the soft, loving touch of her housemates and their friends. It was too good to stop and the ramifications of what she was doing to Freddie was something she didn't want to linger when she was being given such pleasure.

Sarah felt like she needed something that night, but she didn't know what. It was at times like this she wished she smoked. A nice soothing dose of nicotine might be just what the doctor ordered but Sarah knew herself and she knew if she started she wouldn't stop. Besides if she started smoking it would be kind of hypocritical for her to bug Jen about quitting all the time. So smoking a cigarette was out and Sarah didn't feel like dealing with the inevitable headache in the morning if she went out and got drunk tonight.

Thinking of Jen reminded Sarah of that blissfully happy look on her face the time she had wandered into their kitchen high on pot. It was a much more pleasant memory than the second time she had gotten high and led their neighbors into the middle of their little poolside encounter. That was not cool, but Sarah had to smile when she remembered how happy Jen had looked. She wished she felt that way.

Like a lightbulb going off over Sarah's she suddenly saw an idea. She couldn't. She shouldn't. But she just had to escape. She was tired of everything bothering her and this was like an escape hatch outside. She wasn't going to pretend she was a pot virgin. She'd done it a few times and had thought it was ok. It just wasn't something she wanted to spend her days and nights doing. She hadn't done it in so long and to Sarah it seemed like a harmless way to get her mind back in order. Perhaps fogging her brain up before reaching clarity was exactly the right tactic to take. Besides, could it make things any worse? Sarah didn't think so.

So Sarah found herself turning in early before the driveway to the mansion. She drove up to the house that had once served as servant's quarters and took a deep breath before exiting. The guys seemed ok. They weren't any threat or anything. They just seemed a bit weird. But weird could be good sometimes.

Sarah walked up the path to their front door and found that the door was open and they boys were in heated discussion.

"Look all I'm saying is that Bobba Fett's got a jet pack so he should be able to just fly his way out of the Pit of Sarlac!" Waldo insisted as Sarah caught them mid-conversation.

"Well yeah he's got the jet pack, but it's damaged when Han hits him with the pole," Franklin pointed out. "If he's got a damaged pack then he can't fly out when he gets hit! Once those tentacles grab him, he's done for!"

"Oh come on Franklin," Waldo shot back. "He's got all those weapons and cutting tools on his armor! What kind of bounty hunter would he be if he wasn't prepared for any type of emergency. I say he finds his way out of there and survives."

"And I say you can clearly here Sarlac belch when he swallows Bobba," Franklin stated. "The Fett is lunchmeat."

"Never say that!" Waldo declared. "The Fett is never lunchmeat! Delbert agrees with me!"

"Bobba Fett was pretty cool," Delbert said admiringly.

"I'm sorry Del, but your opinion on this matter is slightly off the beaten path," Franklin said.

"How so?" Delbert demanded.

"Delbert, who's your favorite character from the original trilogy?" Franklin patiently asked.

"The Ewoks," Delbert smiled. "They're furry."

"I rest my case," Franklin said confidently.

"Well that still doesn't change my point," Waldo said.

"Look Waldo, even if Lucas decided to do a special edition of the special editions, he wouldn't hand the task over to you," Franklin pointed out.

"I suppose you're right," Waldo sighed. "But if he did then I'd definitely use Wedge less. He's always in the background when they're attacking the Death Stars and he never does anything."

"Yeah Wedge sucked," Franklin agreed as Delbert nodded his head emphatically.

Sarah then cleared her throat to announce her presence and all three guys looked up and took a step back.

"Ummm...hi there Sarah...I mean Ms. Gellar...I mean...you know..." Waldo stammered.

"How ya doing?" Sarah said a little shyly as she waved hello. God, what was she doing here? Maybe this was a mistake.

"We're fine..." Franklin replied hesitantly. All three of them seemed to be eying her like they expected her to do something. "How are you?"

"Is something wrong?" Sarah inquired.

"Well no..." Waldo answered. "It's just that we're kind of...well...kind of afraid that you're going to hit us."

"Me? Hit you?" Sarah said stepping forward and causing all three guys to move backwards again like they expected her to strike out at them. Jeez, she must have really scared them when she tore into Jennifer in front of them. They really thought she was going to hit them. Sarah had to wonder if other people thought of her the same way.

"I'm not going to hit you," Sarah declared, getting all three guys to relax immediately with sharp, relieved exhales. "It wasn't your fault what happened. You were just...you know...there. I'm not mad at you guys. I just came over to you know...say hi."

"Hi," Waldo, Franklin and Delbert all said simultaneously.

"I ummm...also wondered if you might have something for me..." Sarah said, looking down at her feet and shifting nervously. She was bad at this. It was a good thing she wasn't addicted to anything. She'd be the lamest junkie in the world if she blushed this much buying pot. "You know...a little pick me up."

Waldo, Franklin and Delbert then all exchanged looks and broke into wide smiles.

"I think we might have just what you need Sarah," Waldo declared.

Love should have known never to doubt Rose's powers of seduction. Sure Denise looked like someone who was "strictly dicky," to use a term she'd heard once, but hadn't she seen enough by now to know that whatever Rose wanted, she got. Love could only stand by the bar and marvel as she sipped away at a Diet Pepsi and watched as Rose continued to worm her way into Denise's night.

Denise and Rose weren't exactly going at it yet and Love had a sneaking suspicion she didn't have a clue as to what Rose's intentions were, but she figured she'd know soon enough. And once again Rose would have another notch on her bedpost. Love just hoped Rose would let her join in the fun because she was getting plenty wet under her dress thinking about having a crack at Denise.

Denise slammed her glass to the table after taking another shot of tequila. She shook her body a little and let the hot liquid burn her insides. She had a nice buzz going right about now and she was definitely feeling all warm and happy on the inside. She didn't drink tequila all that often, but she hadn't been about to refuse Rose's offer. She had liked Rose the few times they had met and she had a feeling if they got to know each other then they'd end up being really good friends.

Denise had always loved being around her bestest girlfriends. She needed them more than ever now that she was settling down and committing to marriage. She was kind of nervous, but she had no doubt that Charlie was the right guy for her. She knew all about his wild past, but she was confident he would want to be with her for the rest of their lives. She had saved her wild behavior for on-screen and considered herself a pretty down to Earth girl, so sometimes she worried about they might be a little mismatched, but she knew she satisfied him and she believe she had enough tricks up her sleeve to keep her man in line with a little wildness of her own.

She needed her friends for the times when she got nervous like that and needed her support. She didn't have many close friends in Hollywood. I mean she had people she was nice too and who were nice to her. But not friends like she was with Mary, Terry and Sherry. Maybe Rose could be friends with her like that? It might have been a longshot, but hey it could happen. Rose sure seemed nice and it was great of her to buy the bottle for the table. They all seemed to be enjoying it. In fact Terry was slumped down on the table and Sherry looked like she was about to join her in that state.

Before Denise could take another shot though, she suddenly felt something she wasn't expecting. It was a hand on her leg and it was slowly brushing up to her thigh. She had no idea who was doing it and Denise suddenly gasped and jumped up, nearly pushing the table away in the process.

Love watched as Denise bolted from the table and ran toward the ladies room. The three girls at the table seemed a little too buzzed to take notice of this, but Rose waited a few second and walked right after her, winking at Love as she did so. Rose had her wicked little grin on her face as she sauntered after Denise, pushing open the doors of the ladies room and saw her pacing around the empty bathroom.

"Was that you?" Denise gasped. "Did you touch my leg like that?"

"Well it sure wasn't one of your little posse," Rose grinned, locking the door behind her. "Yeah it was me. Didn't you like it?"

"Why? Why did you do that?" Denise demanded. She didn't seem angry or anything. She was just a little freaked out and that was exactly how Rose wanted her to be. It just made her a little bit more vulnerable.

"I thought you'd like it," Rose said, moving in closer on Denise until she had her pretty much backed into a corner. "C'mon I've seen you kiss girls in movies and on TV. You can't tell me you haven't thought about what it would be like to be with another woman."

"Ohmygawd, you're hitting on me!" Denise declared, her alcohol addled brain. "I'm not like that! That was only pretend!"

"Well of course it was, but you can't stand here and tell me that you never wanted to see what it was like to fuck another woman," Rose continued. She saw Denise gasp a little when she said "fuck," so she continued. "You can't tell me you haven't kissed those hot girls and not thought about fucking them and having them fuck you. Having them pull off your clothes and kiss and lick all over your tits and then down to your wet pussy. Haven't you ever thought about that Denise? Haven't you ever thought about having another woman eating your hot pussy until you came? And then you sinking to your knees and doing the same to her?"

"No..." Denise whispered, her brain having a little bit of trouble processing all of this. It was only partly a lie. I mean sure, she couldn't have helped but wonder what it would be like to be with another girl. She'd kissed Neve Campbell and Heather Locklear and no doubt caused many an erection in the process with her male fans so yeah she'd thought about it. But it wasn't like she'd ever really given it serious thought or done anything to satisfy whatever curiosity she might have.

She couldn't believe what was happening. Rose was hitting on her! She'd just wanted Rose to maybe be her friend and this was way, way beyond that. There was no way she could do this. Of course that was before Rose pressed her up against the wall and smashed her lips to hers.

Denise's eyes shot wide open and she shouted muffled protests into Rose's insistent mouth. God, kissing other girls always made her so nervous and this was one time where it wasn't for some scene. Rose wanted to fuck her! Denise was trying to get a feel on what was happening and she suddenly felt Rose's hands going under her short skirt.

Denise squirmed and tried to get away, but Rose wasn't having any of it. She pinned Denise back and continued to reach up under her skirt until she hit what she was looking for. She felt Denise's pussy and how it was starting to get damp under her panties. With glee, Rose began to rub Denise's growing wetness.

"Ooooooh," Denise cooed. What was she doing? She was letting another woman touch her! She couldn't do this! She was getting married! But it felt so good. Denise continued to squirm but that only made Rose rub her harder. Her expert touch was winning Denise over with every touch to her rapidly juicing pussy and Rose knew it.

"Oh no, you're not getting away," Rose vowed. "You're gonna be all mine Denise. I'm going to take you home and strip you naked and just fuck you everywhere. I'm going to make you into a total slut for pussy. How does that sound?"

Denise couldn't answer. She was too busy moaning. She had never had anyone touch her like this before. None of her lovers had ever been able to make her pussy so wet so fast and thoughts of fidelity to Charlie were flying out of her brain at record speed. All she could do was think about how good it felt to have Rose touch her pussy like this and wonder what else Rose could do to her when she actually got inside her panties.

"You want it don't you, you little slut?" Rose pushed, loving the feel of Denise quivering against her hand. "This is the least I can do to you. I can work my tongue into your tight little snatch and make you cream. Mmmm and I'll bet a girl like you just loves a big hard cock inside her. Would you like me to strap on a hard cock and push it into your pussy Denise? It would make you crazy wouldn't it? I can do all that and more Denise all you have to say is 'yes.'"

Her brain was so so foggy. Denise had always had problems when she had too much to drink. She tended to get real slutty when that happened and that was the case here. She didn't want to be bad and let Rose do this to her, but she couldn't stop herself from wanting to get naked and nasty with her. It didn't matter that this was another woman. It just mattered that it felt good. Denise already felt close to coming and when Rose suddenly pulled her hand out from under her skirt, she gasped in frustration.

"So Denise, what do you say?" Rose asked.

Denise knew only one answer she could give.

"Yessssssssss...." Denise groaned.