Best Friends *closed*

[alli_cat]

OOC:
Sorry, just mytasteislikecandy and myself in this one...

Jen Thompson, 22 years old, long dark hair and a full curvy figure.

IC:
Tiffany and I have been best friends since we were six years old. We grew up in the same sleepy country town, went through school together, had crushes on the same movie stars, and now attend the same university. We live in a small apartment together, and work at the same cafe to make ends meet. Tiffany always makes me laugh when I'm down, makes me study when I don't want to, and basically keeps me sane. I don't know how I'm going to live without her when we finish our degrees in a few weeks - we'll be moving to different cities, leading different lives... I just can't imagine it. Tiff has always been there, my best friend, soulmate and confidante, and I'm going to miss her terribly.

My fear of losing her has made me realise how very special she is to me, and I know I've been a bit bitchy lately, jealous of the time she spends on dates or doing extra study with one of the boys that surround her constantly, basking in her enthusiasm and beauty. We had a fight before she went out, and now I'm lying on the couch waiting for her to come home so I can apologise. I'm trying to finish an essay on the use of string instuments during the baroque period, but I just can't concentrate. I hear the rattle of her keys at the door, and push my work aside.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Tiffany Abrams, 22, shoulder length black hair, tanned skin, bright green eyes. Tiny and petite, with small b cup breasts and a lovely ass.

IC:

Jen was my best friend. Always had been. But today we'd had our first "real" fight ever! I'd wasted a whole evening with Mike, my most recent boyfriend, worrying about why Jennifer was angry with me. The whole thing hadn't made sense. I didn't do anything, nothing that I knew of anyway. And Mike had ended up mad as well, when I'd asked him to just take me home instead of going back to his place. We'd argued a little and he told me if I wasn't ready for him by now, that I never would be. When he said that, it made me realize exactly what he was in this relationship for. I'd slapped him, and he'd ended up leaving me at the movie theater, no cash, no car, no way home. I'd debated on calling Jen, but after our disagreement today, I didn't think she'd be too inclined to come pick me up in the middle of the night.

Finally, I'd just walked home, and now I was at the door of our apartment, my high heels in my hands, feet sore and throbbing. I wiped the last of the tears from my face and turned the key in the lock, pushing the door open.

Jen was sitting at the desk, her back to me and when I slammed the door closed, she turned to look at me. I angrily wiped my face again, and then dropped my shoes on the floor. "Sorry I slammed the door Jen. Want to yell at me some more?" I said hotly, starting toward the kitchen to get a cool drink.

 

[alli_cat]

Jen

Tiffany is obviously still mad. I thought she'd be over it by now, but I guess I said some pretty horrible things. With a sigh, I stand up and follow her into the kitchen.

"I'm really sorry about before Tiff, I was just being ... are you ok?" The tracks of tears are stll apparent on her cheeks, and I realise that its not about me at all. "What happened?"

Tiffany told me about her night, and I bit my tongue to avoid saying 'I told you so'. Mike was one of the things we had fought about, and I didn't want to argue again. She looked so hurt and desolate, and I just wanted to take her pain away, make her feel special and beautiful. I pulled her into my arms, her tiny body enveloped in mine as she cried a few more angry tears.

I sat her in one of the kitchen chairs and got her a cool drink. As I sat next to her, I noticed her poor, swollen feet. I picked them up and laid them in my lap, gently rubbing them to ease some of the aches. Tiff looks more relaxed now, her head back, eyes closed. A sigh escapes from her parted lips, and I feel a rush of warmth and love for my friend, glad that things are ok again between us.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Tiffany:

I sighed and relaxed a bit as I felt Jen's wonderful hands massaging my aching feet. They were red and tender from the walk, and her fingers were marvelous. I could feel the pain leaving my body as I enjoyed her tender touch. After a few minutes of theraputic massage, I slid my feet off her lap and sat forward in my chair.

"Thanks Jen, that was nice." I leaned over and pecked her on the lips, and then stood and went to the sink to rinse out my glass. "I guess you were right. You always are. So much smarter than me, that's you. I don't know why I always let myself get involved with such losers. Maybe I just need to be loved too much, and men are the only ones that can fill the void I have." I put my palms on the counter and bowed my head, eyes again swimming with tears. I knew that my dad leaving my mom when I was 11 had changed my view of men and love forever, but it was just sinking in how badly I'd been affected. Thinking back, I realized that no relationship I'd ever had had lasted more than a month, and I'd always ended up in bed with him after a few dates. No wonder I wasn't respected. Hell, Jen had been right! Jesus.

I slammed my fist into the counter and then turned around. She was watching me from her chair, her face sad as she looked at me. "That's it Jenny, I'm done. No more men, no more dates, just me working on me. Think you can help me through one more rough spot before we go our seperate ways?" She'd always been my rock, my supporter, and I knew that soon I'd be alone. I needed her now, one last time, to make me strong again. I only hoped she'd agree to let me lean on her while I figured out how to make myself into a new person, someone more like her.

 

[alli_cat]

Jen

OOC:
I hate being sick and unimaginative Please forgive my substandard posting!

IC:
Tiffany looks so forlorn, like a little lost girl. I just want to take her in my arms, and tell her that everything will be ok.

"Tiff, I'll always be there for you, whenever you need me." I stand up and go to her, wrapping my arms around her and holding her close. She feels so small and delicate, a little china doll who should be cherished and protected, not abused and neglected like she always seems to be. She's so beautiful, on every level, yet she has such poor self-confidence. I wish I could make her see how wonderful she is, how she deserves so much more than she accepts from these boys she dates.

I'm not sure how I can help her with this though. She seems to have this idea that I remain aloof from men and complications because I'm strong and independent. I'd like to believe that too, but the fact is that I'm scared and insecure. I've never had a proper boyfriend, and the thought of being naked with somebody, having them see my body like that... it just makes me feel sick. I don't avoid men because I'm so focused on my goals, rather I work hard to ignore the fact that I'm so lonely and confused. What good am I to Tiff?

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Tiffany:

I hugged Jen back, my head tucked into her shoulder, my tears finally flowing. How good she was to me! Always there when I needed her. How was I going to survive without her?

Hugging her tighter, I tried to swallow my sobs. She didn't need this from me. She had her own problems. I squeezed her once more then pulled away. "Thanks Jenny. I love you so much girl. You're so good to me. I'm sorry about earlier." I kissed her on the cheek and then slipped around her. "I think I'm going to go put in a DVD. I'm too wound up to sleep. Wanna watch it with me? We can do a girl's night...me, you, a sappy movie, and that half gallon of chocolate ice cream in the freezer."

When she nodded, I went down the hall to my room to change. Slipping on my old high school cheerleader shorts and a tank top, I tied my hair up into a messy ponytail and grabbed my blanket and pillow. Returning to the kitchen, I grabbed the ice cream, and two spoons, then went into the living room where Jen was putting in a movie.

Flopping on the couch, I asked, "What we watching?"

 

[alli_cat]

Jen

"Actually, it's a movie that Kate from my Studio Practice class loaned me, she thought I might enjoy it. It's called 'Kissing Jessica Stein,'" I explained as I put the DVD into the player. "Unfortunately, she wouldn't lend me the cover, she said I might not open my mind enough to watch it otherwise! So I have absolutely no idea what we'll be getting, but its supposed to be funny. And romantic, which is probably not what you need right now, so let's just focus on the humour." I gave her a big, cheeky grin, and was relieved to see it returned.

As the movie started, I sat beside Tiffany on the couch, my feet tucked under me. I smiled to myself when she leaned her head against my shoulder, glad that I was lucky enough to have such a great friend. A night of chocolate ice-cream and comedy with my best friend... what more could a girl ask for?

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Tiffany:

We were silent as the movie began, my head comfortable against Jen's shoulder. How many times had we sat like this, cozied up on the couch, engrossed in some movie about a couple in love, the man usually a Brad Pitt lookalike and the woman Julia Roberts? We'd fantasized about falling in love, marrying and having kids, yet we were both single. Too bad life couldn't be more like movies.

A bit further into the film, I began to realize what it was about. Two women? Falling for each other? What? I shifted a bit, and accidentally brushed a hand over Jen's thigh as I tried to get comfortable. Snatching my hand away, I glanced at her, wondering if she'd picked up what this comedy was actually about. Her eyes were glued to the television, so I wasn't sure. Deciding that if it didn't bother her, it wouldn't bother me, I settled back against her, my head nestled once again on her arm. Relaxing, I let my hand drop, and wasn't even aware that it was again on her thigh.

 

[alli_cat]

Jen

The movie starts well, it's quite funny and I can empathise with the dating problems they show. And then I realise what the movie is about, two girls falling madly in love. These two beautiful women are kissing with an amazingly soft passion, and I can't help but wonder what it would feel like, how different it would be to kissing a guy. Tiff's hand touches my leg as she wriggles into a more comfortable position, and a strange tingle runs through my body. I can feel myself blushing as she snuggles against my shoulder, and her hand drops to my lap again. I can feel the heat of it through my clothes, and I'm suddenly aware of how nice she smells, sweet and feminine. Even with her hair tousled and her eyes still slightly puffy, she's so beautiful. Not that I'm attracted to her, I assure myself, I'm not gay or anything! Tiff is my best friend, of course I can think that she's pretty.

My free hand seems to lift of it's own volition, reaching over to slowly stroke Tiffany's hair.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Tiffany:

When Jen's hand began stroking my hair, I stiffened. But then I realized she was only doing what she'd always done, the movie just made it seem odd. I relaxed again, allowing myself to enjoy her hands on my scalp. She was so good with her fingers.

Sighing, I lifted the arm I was resting on and placed my head in her lap. She draped her left arm around my body, her hand resting on my hip as I snuggled closer. My cheek was on her thigh, near the bottom of her shorts.

"Jen, why do I always end up with losers? Mike was so nice in the beginning, and then Kapow! he changed completely. Why? What did I do to deserve that? Hell, watching this movie almost makes me consider lesbianism. Look how sweet and tender they are with each other. Men could never be like that, never. You'd make a better boyfriend than Mike ever could. That's sad isn't it?" I asked, my left hand resting on her bare knee. My eyes closed as she continued to rub my head, playing with my hair. God, how I loved that.

 

[alli_cat]

Jen

I'm not sure if watching this movie was a good idea. I'm far too aware of how Tiffany feels, the curve of her hip under my hand, her soft breath on my leg, and the warmth of her hand on my knee. Perhaps I just need to get a boyfriend, this intimacy is confusing my poor body. But Tiff's experiences with guys don't make them seem very appealing, the idea of someone slobbering all over me and trying to put his cock inside me is revolting.

"You'd make a better boyfriend than Mike ever could. That's sad isn't it?" I don't really think it's sad, I think that another girl would be more able to understand what she wanted, how she was feeling. Another girl could provide the tenderness and sensitivity that has been lacking in her relationships with these boys. But I don't think I can say that to Tiff, I'm not even comfortable with thinking things like that myself!

I stroke her hair, trying to think of the right response.

"Yeah, I guess it is sad. Maybe you just haven't met the right guy yet. I'm sure there's someone out there who will cherish and respect you the way that you deserve."

Tiffany doesn't reply, and I try to relax, watching the movie avidly. I try to immerse myself in the story, attempting to ignore the sensations that my body is producing in response to my best friend's warm soft body so close to mine.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Tiffany:

The movie goes on, and we both watch silently for a bit. Her hands never stop stroking my hair, and I hover between sleep and consciousness. Jen is so gentle with me, and I soak it all up, enjoying the attention I so desperately crave.

During a particulary sexy scene, I begin to breath faster, my body reacting to the sweet lovemaking on the screen. My hand clenches on Jen's knee, and I feel her jerk under my touch. But I don't move my hand. Rolling onto my back, I look up at her, my eyes meeting hers.

"Jen, have you ever kissed a girl?" I ask out of nowhere. I know I've caught her by surprise, as her eyes widen. When she doesn't respond, I press on, "Well, have you? You know I won't care...I'm just curious."

 

[alli_cat]

Jen

I don't really know how to reply to Tiffany's question. She's my best friend, if I was going to kiss any girls, she would be the first that I would want to try it with. But that doesn't really seem like an appropriate thing to say, I don't want her to get the wrong idea about my feelings for her. I just think that she would be the safest, funniest person to experiment with.

"No, I've never kissed a girl. Have you?"

I'm surprised by the little twinge of jealousy I get at the thought, but I know I simply don't like the idea of her sharing that with someone else, someone who doesn't know and love her like I do.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Tiffany:

I blush, and look away. She pokes me and says, "Well, spill it! Have you?" I nod and at her shocked expression, I sit up.

"But it wasn't like that Jen! I swear. It was in 10th grade, at Alyssa's sleepover. You know you didn't like her, so you didn't come...but, well, we were playing truth or dare, just being stupid, you know? And we'd snuck a joint out of her brother's bedroom and we were all silly-stupid. So, Alyssa dared me to kiss Molly. The shy girl that moved to our school halfway through the year. Remember her? Well, I laughed and said, ok...Molly looked stunned. I crawled across the circle to her, and we kissed. I thought it was no big deal until Molly slipped her tongue out! Jen, I almost died! Turns out, Molly is a lesbian. Did you hear that? She came out last year. I was shocked. And now when I think about our truth or dare kiss, I wonder if she was enjoying it. What do you think?" I'm sitting on the couch, my legs drawn up under me, watching her. She's so pretty I think to myself as she just stares at me. I can tell she's shocked or upset or something. But I'm not sure why. Frowning, I ask, "What's wrong Jen? Why are you looking at me like that?"

 

[alli_cat]

Jen

I don't know what to say. How could Tiff keep something like that from me? And make it seem like it's no big deal! She's supposed to be my best friend, and she didn't tell me she had tongue-kissed a girl? I feel hurt, surprised... and a little bit excited. I do remember Molly, and the mental image of her kissing my beautiful friend is, well, kind of sexy.

"How could you... I mean, you kissed Molly? You didn't even tell me! You've never..." I tail off, catching the words before they come out. I realise with dismay that I was about to tell her off for never kissing me like that... what's going on in my head?

"Did you... was it nice?"

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Tiffany:

I blushed, lowering my eyes from hers. She was mad! I smiled a bit, wondering if she was jealous. Looking back up at her, I nodded. "Actually, Jen, I did like it. That's why I didn't tell you. I didn't want you to think I was a lesbian. What if you hadn't liked me anymore because I was gay? I'm not, but I did like the kiss. You should try it sometime. Girls kiss so much better than boys. Much softer. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, baby." I whispered, my arms going out to embrace her. We hugged, our bodies pressed together tightly, and I realized that I was growing aroused. What the? This was Jen, my best friend, but I did have to admit she was beautiful. My lips wondered what it would feel like to taste hers, and before I knew what was happening, I'd lifted her hair off her neck and pressed my mouth to her soft flesh. She gasped as I kissed her throat softly, my tongue licking her once before pulling away.

We both stared at each other, my hands resting on her thighs. When she didn't immediately say or do anything, I became nervous. What if she didn't want me to kiss her like that? That was how lovers kissed. Not friends. I swallowed hard, dropping my eyes to her lap. What now?