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Enid laughed, and Caroline walked over to the bunk ladder at the end of the bed, which she used to climb up. Enid looked down at the bright green-and-blue shag rug that went with Viv’s bedding, which was also blue with a little green. In contrast, Caroline’s bedding was black, just solid black, and while the pillowcases offered a little color, they were gray, so not much. Enid waited for Caroline to lie down, with the blanket being pushed to the side against the wall, before she climbed up and stared down at her. Caroline spread her legs, telling Enid what she wanted. Enid climbed on top of her because, with a twin bed, there wasn’t much room for her anywhere else.

Settling herself between Caroline’s legs, Enid started rocking, but she couldn’t find a good place for her hands to go to keep herself up. The blanket was bundled to her right, and her hand kept slipping into it. Her left hand was slipping a bit, too, and that would eventually make her fall off the bed. Caroline laughed hard. Enid wanted to take offense, but she couldn’t. Itwasfunny, so she laughed and moved down onto her elbows, placing them next to Caroline’s head and bringing them closer together.

“Hi,” she said softly and kissed Caroline’s nose.

“Hi,” Caroline replied just as softly. “This is nice.” She rubbed Enid’s back. “I like you on top of me.”

“I like it, too,” Enid said and moved until she was kissing Caroline’s neck. “I got a job, by the way.”

“What?”

“Not anything major, but just something to make a little money,” she replied as she kept pressing kisses to Caroline’s hot skin.

“You want to talk about thatnow?”

Enid rolled down into her and said, “I want to do more of this, and I don’t want to do it in a dorm room.” She rolled again. “Or my bedroom at home.”

“Are you saying we can’t have sex again until one of us moves?” Caroline asked, her hands moving to Enid’s ass.

“What? No, of course, we can. I just want to have my own place to look forward to, and picturing you and I doingthisall over it gives me more motivation to move as soon as possible.”

“On the couch?” Caroline asked.

Enid rocked into her in a silent agreement.

“Shower?”

“And bathtub, if I have one,” Enid added.

Caroline moaned and asked, “Kitchen table?”

“I’ll buy a sturdy one,” Enid replied and slid her hand between their bodies and into Caroline’s wetness.

Caroline gasped and said, “Counter.”

“All the counters,” Enid replied and entered her.

“The floor?”

“In every room,” Enid said, moving deeper inside and pressing her thumb to Caroline’s clit.

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“Caroline, it’s just a bunch of lines,” Enid said, laughing.

“I was a little distracted,” Caroline argued.

“But it was your idea to draw me and delay the sex we clearly both wanted,” Enid replied and laughed.

After another round in bed, Enid had climbed down to get them a bottle of water and pick up the sketchbook and pencil Caroline had asked her to grab, too. The sketch wasn’t even close to being complete. Enid could only make out the relative shape of a human in a chair, but that was about it.

“For the record, I drew Brookeafterwe had sex.”

“Let’s not talk about her right now,” Enid suggested.

Caroline’s head was pressed to her chest, and Enid was holding up the sketchbook so that they both could see the drawing. Caroline’s arm was over her stomach, and Enid’s was around Caroline’s shoulders.

“You know there was nothing there, though, right?” Caroline asked. “I know we joke about it, but it was about a week of my life and just sex.”

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