Biker_Faerie
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Elise Parker sat in the booth of a downtown club watching the world go by with her best friend Sarah Marshall. It was almost midnight and both of them had had way more to drink than was wise. But they did have something to celebrate, well, a couple of things actually. Firstly, the company they both worked for had had an exceptionally good twelve months and today they'd learned that their bonuses reflected that. Secondly Sarah had completed her studies and been awarded her Masters degree,
To look at them you wouldn’t have thought the two girls made good ‘clubbing' companions. Elise, dressed like a slut and attracting looks from both guys and girls, Sarah looking like she might have come to the club straight to the club from bible classes. Yet surprisingly, the two girls got on very well. They’d both been a part of the same graduate intake and, since neither could afford to rent an apartment of their own they had rented one together.
At the time, neither of them had thought that, four years later, they’d still be living together. Yet somehow they just gelled. Sarah looked out for Elise and Elise looked out for Sarah.
Sarah was a star at the company they both worked for and destined for great things in the corporate world. Elise admired Sarah. The way she'd held down a demanding job, yet found the time to complete her Masters was more than awesome. Elise knew that she couldn't have done it. But she hoped that, with her studying finished, Sarah would take time to enjoy life a bit more. Hence the nightclub for starters!
Elise, by contrast was a different proposition altogether. She was a lousy employee but an exceptionally talented mathematician. She worked when she wanted to work and often that was at three o'clock in the morning after she'd got in from wherever she'd been that night. Most corporates couldn't have handled her but in a small company like the one they both worked for there was more flexibility. And such was Elise’s value to the company that they were prepared to overlook her ‘idiosyncrasies’ in return for her turning up each day (or at least most days). Elise’s ‘idiosyncrasies’ were manifold. For a start there was the way she dressed. Sometimes she was a goth slut, sometimes an anime character other times she just looked like a cheap hooker. Then there was the fact that she was unashamedly bisexual.
What she got up to out of the office carried on in the same vein. There was a constant stream of male and female companions but Elise was always careful to shield Sarah from this, making sure that when she spent the night with someone it was mostly at their place so as not to disturb Sarah or her studying. Then there were her sexual interests; swingers parties, sex clubs, bdsm clubs, threesomes, foursomes, orgies. All of which Elise never denied but never exposed Sarah to either.
Sarah by contrast was the opposite. There had been a few boyfriends that Elise could remember but none of them had been worthy of Sarah in Elise’s opinion. They'd all been distinctly underwhelming. The problem was that most boys probably thought Sarah was a bit bland and a bit of a goody goody.
A guy and a girl walked up to the booth that Elise and Sarah were occupying and shouted at them over the music.
“Are you coming to the party afterwards?” the guy asked
“It’s gonna be wild,” the girl added.
“No,” Elise responded. “Sarah and I are going to do our own thing.”
Elise would have liked to have gone to the party, she was in the mood to let her hair down, in the mood to feel somebody's skin against hers. But at the same time she was happy to spend the time with Sarah. Despite knowing plenty of people, Sarah was the only real friend Elise had and Elise treasured that.
“Suit yourselves,” the guy responded "but you’re going to miss an awesome night.”
With that the couple walked off. It probably would have been an awesome night, they would never know.
Just after midnight the two girls left the club and caught an Uber back to their apartment. Oddly, both of them could have afforded to rent their own apartment now but neither of them seemed keen to make the move.
"Let’s do some shots,” Elise suggested, knowing that if she hadn’t suggested something, Sarah would have retired to her room. “It’s Saturday tomorrow. We don’t have to go to work. We can just laze in bed, nurse our hangovers and think about how we're going to spend our bonuses.”
Elise found a bottle of Tequila in one of the kitchen cupboards and took two glasses, through to the living room. Pouring out two generous measures she placed them in front of Sarah.
“Truth or Dare.” she suggested. "If you dip out you've got to down the tequila in one. I'll start us off, so you choose."
When Sarah indicated truth, Elise asked her question.
“Yeah, we should both probably start off with a truth then,” Elise agreed. “So when was the last time you slept with a boy?”
To look at them you wouldn’t have thought the two girls made good ‘clubbing' companions. Elise, dressed like a slut and attracting looks from both guys and girls, Sarah looking like she might have come to the club straight to the club from bible classes. Yet surprisingly, the two girls got on very well. They’d both been a part of the same graduate intake and, since neither could afford to rent an apartment of their own they had rented one together.
At the time, neither of them had thought that, four years later, they’d still be living together. Yet somehow they just gelled. Sarah looked out for Elise and Elise looked out for Sarah.
Sarah was a star at the company they both worked for and destined for great things in the corporate world. Elise admired Sarah. The way she'd held down a demanding job, yet found the time to complete her Masters was more than awesome. Elise knew that she couldn't have done it. But she hoped that, with her studying finished, Sarah would take time to enjoy life a bit more. Hence the nightclub for starters!
Elise, by contrast was a different proposition altogether. She was a lousy employee but an exceptionally talented mathematician. She worked when she wanted to work and often that was at three o'clock in the morning after she'd got in from wherever she'd been that night. Most corporates couldn't have handled her but in a small company like the one they both worked for there was more flexibility. And such was Elise’s value to the company that they were prepared to overlook her ‘idiosyncrasies’ in return for her turning up each day (or at least most days). Elise’s ‘idiosyncrasies’ were manifold. For a start there was the way she dressed. Sometimes she was a goth slut, sometimes an anime character other times she just looked like a cheap hooker. Then there was the fact that she was unashamedly bisexual.
What she got up to out of the office carried on in the same vein. There was a constant stream of male and female companions but Elise was always careful to shield Sarah from this, making sure that when she spent the night with someone it was mostly at their place so as not to disturb Sarah or her studying. Then there were her sexual interests; swingers parties, sex clubs, bdsm clubs, threesomes, foursomes, orgies. All of which Elise never denied but never exposed Sarah to either.
Sarah by contrast was the opposite. There had been a few boyfriends that Elise could remember but none of them had been worthy of Sarah in Elise’s opinion. They'd all been distinctly underwhelming. The problem was that most boys probably thought Sarah was a bit bland and a bit of a goody goody.
A guy and a girl walked up to the booth that Elise and Sarah were occupying and shouted at them over the music.
“Are you coming to the party afterwards?” the guy asked
“It’s gonna be wild,” the girl added.
“No,” Elise responded. “Sarah and I are going to do our own thing.”
Elise would have liked to have gone to the party, she was in the mood to let her hair down, in the mood to feel somebody's skin against hers. But at the same time she was happy to spend the time with Sarah. Despite knowing plenty of people, Sarah was the only real friend Elise had and Elise treasured that.
“Suit yourselves,” the guy responded "but you’re going to miss an awesome night.”
With that the couple walked off. It probably would have been an awesome night, they would never know.
Just after midnight the two girls left the club and caught an Uber back to their apartment. Oddly, both of them could have afforded to rent their own apartment now but neither of them seemed keen to make the move.
"Let’s do some shots,” Elise suggested, knowing that if she hadn’t suggested something, Sarah would have retired to her room. “It’s Saturday tomorrow. We don’t have to go to work. We can just laze in bed, nurse our hangovers and think about how we're going to spend our bonuses.”
Elise found a bottle of Tequila in one of the kitchen cupboards and took two glasses, through to the living room. Pouring out two generous measures she placed them in front of Sarah.
“Truth or Dare.” she suggested. "If you dip out you've got to down the tequila in one. I'll start us off, so you choose."
When Sarah indicated truth, Elise asked her question.
“Yeah, we should both probably start off with a truth then,” Elise agreed. “So when was the last time you slept with a boy?”
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