1. Wicked Ties Chapter 3


    Date: 10/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: nickeduardo25, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    for her first article, “Reporter’s foray into casual sex with men who wear too much eyeliner?” That wouldn’t work. Before she could further ponder the issue, someone fell down on the couch, only inches away from her. Laura took a deep breath, before glancing to the side and potting blonde curls haphazardly covering a giggling face. In short, it was Caroline. Caroline tucked her hair back and sat up properly, holding a red cup in her hand. Dressed in a leather mini dress, with red boots, the other woman looked stunning. “Your name’s Linda, right” She asked, sounding as if she’d had more than enough to drink for one night. Laura took another deep breath. Did you look like a freaking LINDA? “No, it’s Laura, actually.” “Oh good!” Caroline sighed in relief, astounding the brunette next to her. “I could never be friends with someone who had such a boring name. I would’ve had to call you ‘Lin’ or ‘Linny’ or ‘Da’…” Laura couldn’t help but wonder if the blonde had enjoyed more than just alcohol that night. The thought of them being friends hadn’t crossed her mind once. She had, however, imagined several scenarios that ended in Caroline stabbing her with a switchblade in jealous rage. “And Caroline’s the most badass name of them all?” Laura raised an eyebrow. The other girl shook her head. “It’s not, but I don’t need a cool name to be amazing. You, on the other hand, need a serious makeover…” Laura cringed. She got the feeling that in Caroline’s head, her statement didn’t even count as ...
    an insult. Sensing her shock, Caroline gasped, “Oh shit, I didn’t offend you, did I? Because I do that, it seems to be a thing.” “No, not at all.” Laura said tightly. “I’m just a little curious.” “‘Bout what?” Caroline immediately asked. “I don’t know… You haven’t said a word to me since we hit the road, and now we’re apparently two gigs away from being besties?” Caroline smirked and pointed at her cup. “I wasn’t drunk enough before. You’re quite scary, you know that?” She surely hadn’t known that she was scary. “What do you mean by that?” Caroline shrugged, bouncing happily in her seat. “It’s hard to explain, you’re just so…in your own zone, that’s it! Like you hate people or something. Whenever you’re not in your room, you’re sitting in this spot, tying away like a sexually repressed librarian. Though even they have better fashion sense, seriously, where did you get that skirt?” Laura looked down, ashamed by bother her ho-hum appearance and her past behavior. She had been keeping away from others, mainly because she had no clue how to act around them. Everything was a party to them, she didn’t know how to connect to any of them. “I do that, huh?” Laura asked, frowning slightly. Caroline nodded eagerly. “Derek and Daniel were just talking about you in the ER. I think Derek described you as ‘the love child of a Terminator and the Wicked Witch of the West.’” “I’m surprised the asshole was witty enough to come up with that.” Laura muttered, only afterwards realizing that she’d ...
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