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    With a Little Help from a Friend (4)

    CHAPTER 4

    Cancel any plans you have for tonight. Be at the dorm by 6.30 PM.

    x Bette

    Tina read the note for the fifth time. She had found it in her bag as she got out her books for the first lecture of the day. She just didn’t understand. She had expected Bette to be away every night in search of someone to date, so she could have sex sooner.

    She spent all day wondering what the note was about. When she arrived at the dorm, however, the door was locked. She banged on it. "Bette! Did you forget about our deal?"

    "Just a minute!"

    Tina crossed her arms, wondering what the hell she was doing in there. When she opened the door, the blonde’s jaw met the floor with a loud thud. Bette was wearing a very, very tight red dress that hugged her body in all the right places, a slit ensuring a good view of her leg.

    "Hi." She flashed a million watt smile.

    "B-Bette?" Tina stuttered.

    "Come on in." That sultry voice was just too much.

    No, Tina. Don’t touch her. She expects you to want to touch her.

    Another voice piped in. Just look at her. You can get that, now. Look at that body. Imagine the things you could do to her. Look at her endless legs, look how tight that dress is.

    Tina groaned without realising it. Her eyes were fixed on the brunette’s breasts. She was finding it very hard not to jump her.

    You need her. Now.

    No, you don’t. You can do this, Tina. You’re a big girl. Focus. Look at the room. Look at anything but not at her.

    The blonde couldn’t believe her eyes. She had set up tealights all around the room. Soft music was playing in the background and she even had two flutes and a bottle of champagne. Tina decided not to bother wondering how she had managed to get that in here.

    The brunette locked the door behind her and sat down on Tina’s bed. She had arranged the pillows so that it would provide support. With a gesture of her hand, she invited Tina join her. Tina had no choice but to lean against her. She felt underdressed.

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