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“I know. Crazy. But they’rebothopportunities. One of them is here and will work around my class schedule.” Enid moved her center a little against Caroline’s thigh. “The other is far away and would require me to move, which would mean I couldn’t have this.” She moved her hips. “And I really, really like this.”

“So do I,” Caroline said as she pressed her thigh into Enid.

“I tried not to consider you, Care. I knew the right thing was to make the decision based on everythingbutyou, but I couldn’t. You’re just there in my mind and my heart. I was sitting at my desk, smiling for the people on the other end of that video interview, but my smile was fake because I couldn’tstop thinking about what would happen if I got the job and left. I know what I want.”

“What’s that?” Caroline asked as she continued to move her hips along with Enid’s.

“I want to be here with you. I want to finish school at the top of my class if I can. I want to work with Mel and Jill.” Enid moaned.

Caroline kept up her pace and said, “Want to hear whatIwant?”

“Yes,” Enid replied, closing her eyes.

“I want to be here with you. I won’t get anywhere close to the top of my class, but Idowant to graduate. I think I’m going to declare a business major in something like…” She grunted and rocked her own sex into Enid’s thigh. “Administration, because I want to maybe do something with my art, and I need to know how to handle the business stuff.”

“I can help with that,” Enid offered.

Caroline rolled them over, flipping Enid onto her back, and continued rocking into her, loving the feel of her own sex on Enid’s thigh as she pressed down.

“Yes, you can. But I still need to graduate,” she replied.

“Fuck! Don’t stop,” Enid said.

Caroline watched as Enid’s head went back and added, “I want to work with the street artists.” Her breathing was getting too fast, making it hard to keep this up and talk at the same time. “God, Enid. I want these stupid characters to be seen by people.”

“Yes!”

Caroline wasn’t sure if Enid was responding to her or what she wasdoingto her.

“I want… to have my… apartment with Jodie… and you’re there… a lot.”

“I’ll have… a one-bedroom,” Enid managed.

Caroline chuckled against Enid’s neck and said, “Yes, there, too.”

Then, Enid’s hips lifted and dropped, and she started coming. Caroline rocked her through her orgasm while Enid gripped her ass. She tried to make herself come on Enid’s thigh, but she had been talking too much before to focus on her own pleasure. When Enid was nearly all the way down, though, Caroline felt fingers slip between her thighs. Enid was inside her now, and her palm pressed to Caroline’s clit. Caroline rode Enid’s hand, letting her orgasm crash over her before she dropped down on top of Enid.

“Want to come apartment-hunting with me tomorrow?” Enid asked not all that much later as her fingers drew lazy shapes over Caroline’s back.

“You want me to?”

“I kind of want you to like the place,” Enid said.

Caroline looked down at her and replied, “Yeah? It’s important to you that I like your apartment?”

“Well, Idoplan on signing a one-year lease right around the same time you’re doing that with Jodie, so if things work out, we’ll both need to sign another in about a year. If you like my place, maybe we make itourplace by then. If not, we could find a new place together.”

“Thinking a whole year ahead?”

“I usually think five years ahead. It can be a problem.”

“I usually think about fiveminutesahead, but what you said sounds really nice, Enid.”

“Not too much?”

“I mean, yeah, but it’s whatever.” Caroline pretended to play off how much it meant to her that Enid was thinking about a year from now.

“Oh, so it’s justwhatever?” Enid rolled them over and began tickling Caroline’s sides.

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