Love in the Balance Ch. 12

Hey guys, here's Chapter 12! I hope you enjoy it. I'm still trying to decide on a title for the Birthday Pool Party epilogue miniseries, so I'm starting with Chapter 13 right away. This chapter focuses on character and plot, so it isn't very sexual. If you're looking for just sexy fun times, you might want to skip this chapter. However, you will miss certain pieces of information. Up to you! I am a little nervous, since this is the first full chapter without sex. Please let me know what you think.

Another note: I did release an updated Cast of Characters for this series, which gives quite a bit more information. There are probably a few minor spoilers if you look carefully, but I tried to keep them to a minimum.

Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I read every single one. Also, please let me know if you spot any mistakes. Errors bug me, and I make sure to upload revised editions whenever I find any. Please note that this story is a work of fiction. I might use parody names for pop culture references: including songs, books, movies, and celebrities. However, they are not meant to accurately represent the real people or media. This is a fictional universe. As always, this is a world without STI's, and everyone involved in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.

-Witty

~Saturday July 19, 2025~

Setting an alarm for 6:00AM on a Saturday morning had seemed like a good idea the night before. Holding a pillow over her head, she tried to drown out the annoyingly-upbeat jingle that kept increasing in volume. Finally accepting defeat, she reluctantly sat up and turned off the alarm, resisting the urge to go back to sleep.

Running her fingers through her long hair, she yawned loudly while blinking the sleep from her eyes. She tossed the blanket off of her body while stretching. The central air was keeping her bedroom nice and cool, but she still chose to sleep in only a pair of light pink panties and a white spaghetti-strap tank top.

She got out of bed and walked over to the window, opening the blackout curtains to let in some natural light. The sun felt amazing on her light skin, and she raised her arms above her head as she stretched and took in the view of the city. It was definitely a concrete jungle, but there were still plenty of things to love about New York.

Sitting down on the edge of her bed, she took her phone off the charger and checked her notifications. There were a couple of emails and social media messages, although the messages were mostly from guys who thought an unsolicited dick pic was the way to introduce themselves. She had a few texts about the plans for the day, but her attention was mainly drawn to one message. A small smile crossed her face as she started texting.

Theo: Good morning, beautiful. I hope you slept well?

Sienna: I did! You? And you're up early.

Theo: Not bad, but still tired. You said you'd be awake, so I set an alarm.

Sienna: Aw, that's so sweet! : D

Theo: Not creepy?

Sienna: Nah, not creepy.

Theo: Okay, good.

Sienna: It's not like you had your face pressed against my window!

Theo: You're window is too high up, I'd never manage that.

Sienna: Was that the only thing stopping you?

Theo: Uh... maybe? ;)

Sienna: That was surprisingly cute.

Theo: So, I should wait outside your window?

Sienna: No, you should quit while you're ahead. : P

Theo: That's probably smart.

Sienna: He can be taught!

Theo: This mean I get another date? ;)

Sienna: It does! And I think I wanna give you a li'l peek as well.

Theo: What do you mean?

A small blush colored Sienna's lightly-freckled face as she opened the camera app on her phone. The redhead was always very modest with her body. Sienna didn't go out in revealing clothes, she didn't have one-night stands. She enjoyed a slow, romantic seduction with a person she shared a real connection with, a real bond.

It had taken Sienna a long time before she was comfortable being physical with her ex-boyfriend. Sure, she loved sex and was often the aggressor, but it was only when she was ready. Things were going faster with Theo, but she was still determined to take things slow. She had thought she was going to marry Randall. Theo and Sienna hadn't even agreed to use the relationship label. It was also only recently Sienna started seeing Theo in a romantic light.

Theo had already seen her naked, but Sienna didn't remember that at all. She was still a little embarrassed about that, but she was happy with how things were going. Holding the phone in front of her face, she aimed it down for a nice view of her breasts. She was fully covered, but it was still a very enticing shot of her large, freckled boobs.

Sienna's heart was racing as she waited for his response. Theo finally replied, including a picture of his own. It was of Theo's crotch as he laid in bed, his erection tenting his boxer briefs. She smiled, feeling her pussy dampening as dirty thoughts flowed through her mind.

Sienna: So, you like?

Theo: You are incredibly sexy.

Sienna: You're making me blush! And I like that I got ya hard. I remember jacking you off. ;)

Theo: That was amazing.

Sienna: Well, I'm gonna finger myself. How about you get yourself off thinking about it?

Theo: I can do that!

With a mischievous smirk, Sienna got back in bed and placed her phone down on the bedside table. Sienna ran her hands along her body, her eyes closed as she let out a soft sigh. The fingers of her left hand circled her right nipple from outside her top, while her right hand slipped down the front of her panties.

Sienna bit her lower lip and mewled softly as she pinched her nipple while running her fingers through her red pubic hair. A gasp escaped her lips when her fingers came in contact with her soaked labia. Sliding her hand into her shirt, she squeezed her bare boob and started writhing on the bed as her fingers pushed into her tunnel.

The beautiful young woman imagined a hard dick in her mouth as she played with herself. Her moans and pants grew more and more intense as the minutes passed. When she thought about getting fucked, her face scrunched up and she moaned softly as she came on her fingers. Deciding to treat herself, Sienna spent a few minutes getting herself off a second time.

Letting out a satisfied grunt, Sienna arched her back and stretched before fixing her clothes. Grabbing her phone, she opened her latest message from Theo. It looked like he remembered a previous masturbation session and had honored her previous request. He sent an image of his hand, which was covered in semen.

Sienna: Mm, that looks yummy!

Theo: All for you.

Sienna: Now I really wanna give you a blowjob.

Theo: I wouldn't say no to that!

Sienna: I bet. ;) But, only boyfriends get to feel my sweet mouth.

Theo: Hm, that is a dilemma.

Sienna: Ask me to be your girlfriend on our next date.

Theo: I will. I can't wait. And not because of the blowjob.

Sienna: Smart boy! I'm gonna take a shower. Feel free to imagine it. : D

Theo: Sounds great to me!

Sienna: Later!

In a great mood, Sienna got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom to start her morning routine. She set up her waterproof speaker so she could listen to music while showering and shaving. The adorable redhead ended up dancing around in the shower while singing along to Alison Tey. A shampoo bottle made a decent microphone, and Sienna was belting out the lyrics while soapy water ran down her body.

Sienna dressed in a pair of tight leggings that went down to mid-calf. Her top was a cute dark green floral print v-neck blouse with ruffled sleeves and an elastic waist. She wasn't meeting the girls until lunch, but she decided to just get ready before even having breakfast. That way she could just leave when it was time.

Putting her auburn hair in twin buns at the top of her head, Sienna made her bed. She made sure the decorative pillows were perfect, then organized all her stuffed animals. Each one had its place, and making her bed look perfect was a morning ritual for her every single day.

She had gotten up early because she wanted to make breakfast for her parents. It was something Sienna did sometimes to show appreciation for everything they do for her. She made coffee, eggs, homemade hash browns, and crispy bacon. The bacon was essential, because Sienna's parents agreed with her; bacon was a wonderful thing. Sienna sat down at the table when she heard her parents approaching.

"I smell bacon!" her father declared happily as he walked into the kitchen. "Wow, this looks great."

"Didn't the doctor say you needed to watch your cholesterol?" Sienna's mother asked, her hands on her hips as she turned to look at her daughter. "Thank you, honey, this was very thoughtful."

"You're welcome, Mom," Sienna smiled while her father stood behind her chair and gripped her shoulders before leaning in to kiss the top of her head.

"Yes, but I'm in perfect health," her father reasoned, pulling out a chair for Sienna's mother. "I don't eat bacon very often, and Sienna went through all this trouble. It would be rude not to eat."

"I just want to make sure we both have you around for a long time," her mother smiled, kissing her husband on the lips. "You're fifty-three now, you have to take care of yourself."

"I will, I will," he promised.

Rhys and Gwendolyn met while in college in California, quickly bonding over their Welsh ancestry. Gwen worked toward her degree in accounting, while Rhys pursued his dream of becoming an architect. The two married after Gwen graduated and moved to New York to start a family, although they did wait several years before having Sienna.

Rhys Griffith was a kind man with a friendly smile; a loving husband and an affectionate father. A shorter man, he was barely five-and-a-half feet tall with a beer belly he had developed over the last ten years. He had green eyes, and his red hair was receding and streaked with gray.

Gwendolyn Griffith looked exactly like her daughter; short, red hair, green eyes, freckles, and very pretty. Although, Gwen did color her hair to hide the gray, she stuck as close to her natural auburn locks as possible. Mother and daughter were very close, talking openly about topics most parents avoided with their children.

Everyone made their coffee the way they liked and sat down so they could eat. Plates were passed around as they made small talk and served themselves. Sienna was an excellent cook, and both parents were eager to dig-in while the food was still nice and hot.

"That's enough," Gwen spoke up, giving her husband a stern look as he piled bacon on his plate.

"Yes, dear," Rhys sighed, reluctantly putting down the plate of bacon.

"Enjoy," Sienna giggled, taking a bite of eggs.

"It's delicious, thank you," Gwen smiled.

"Mm, very good," Rhys mumbled through a mouthful of bacon.

The small family sat around, eating happily and chatting about nothing and everything. Sienna had once again shown her culinary skills, her parents constantly praising her on how the eggs were perfect and the hash browns were crispy. Rhys mentioned his plans to go fishing, while Gwen happily talked about being able to stay in her pajamas and enjoy some peace and quiet.

"Did you have any luck getting Camilla to tell you what she has planned for you girls?" Gwen asked, rolling her eyes at her husband after he belched.

"Nope," Sienna shook her head. "We agreed on where to meet up for lunch, that's all I know."

"Camilla's the, ah," Rhys mimed large breasts with his hands before looking bashfully at his wife.

"No, that's Jane dear. Camilla's the slutty one," Gwen stated plainly. "And that was a compliment."

Sienna nearly spit out her coffee. "Yeah, Camilla's the party girl. Leslie's the responsible one and Jane's the- yeah, the one with the huge boobs."

"That leaves you," Gwen said.

"Daddy's innocent angel!" Rhys interjected. Gwen just leaned over and patted him on the cheek.

"I'm the awesome one," Sienna agreed with a grin before biting off a piece of bacon.

"Just, ah, you know, um," Rhys mumbled, looking down at his plate, "be safe. And have fun!"

"I'll be with my girlfriends, we'll be fine," Sienna promised. "Plus, Leslie's pregnant and can't drink. We'll probably sit at the bar with diet sodas while Camilla searches for fresh meat."

"Speaking of fresh meat, how's that guy you're seeing?" Gwen questioned, leaning in eagerly.

"And... look at the time! I'd better start getting ready," Rhys stole a piece of bacon off Sienna's plate as he stood.

"You don't have anywhere to be, you old fool," Gwen laughed fondly.

"The time!" Rhys shouted over his shoulder as he headed off to take a shower. "The fish are calling! LA LA LA!" The last was shouted as Rhys held his hands comically over his ears.

Gwen cleaned up and did the dishes while Sienna relaxed and sipped on her coffee. Mother and daughter then sat on the couch in the living room and put on Hospital Doctors in Love. Rhys came in a few minutes later, hugged both women, and then left the house to go fishing.

"Doctor McSpoogy is so dreamy," Gwen commented as they watched the rerun.

"Yeah, they never should have killed him off," Sienna agreed. "We needed more shirtless scenes."

"I can't believe your friend met Nolan Reed," Gwen sighed. "I'm so jealous."

"I know!" Sienna gushed. "I think Steven was annoyed at how we blew up his phone when he told us."

"Of course," Gwen rolled her eyes. "Men wanna check out all the cleavage in sight, but can't handle women enjoying some eye candy."

"In his defense, I don't blame him for refusing Camilla's request to sniff the guy," Sienna giggled. "Although, he probably smelled amazing."

"He's not too old for you?" Gwen asked, glancing at her daughter.

"Please, he's barely forty," Sienna shrugged. "Although, that's a little young for you. You might break a hip if you ever got a chance with him."

"I'll have you know, your father and I are still quite adventurous in the sack," Gwen replied with a smirk. "Mm, the things he can do to me. The way he just bends me where wants and... ungh!"

"Mom!" Sienna exclaimed, looking mortified.

"Why, just this morning we both woke up in a mood," Gwen continued evilly. "He just took me. I'm still tingly between the legs"

"Ew, ew, ew!" Sienna chanted, covering her ears with her hands and shaking her head.

"Ah, sweet revenge," Gwen sighed in contentment, taking a sip of her coffee.

"Hmph," Sienna grumbled, leaning back against the couch and crossing her arms.

"Oh, you're fine," Gwen waved her off. After a few minutes of silence, Gwen spoke again. "I'd turn him down, you know. Nolan Reed. I love your father, he's the only one for me."

"I know, it's just talk," Sienna responded. "It's hot to think about, but I probably couldn't go through with it either. I need more than a sexy body and a handsome face. I need to feel safe."

"Ah, feeling safe with your new young man already?" Gwen probed gently.

"No! It's just I... I mean, maybe. I... shut up," Sienna buried her face in her hands.

"It's a good thing, honey," Gwen insisted, rubbing her daughter's back. "You and Randall broke up ages ago. Uh, he hasn't tried contacting you again, has he?"

"Not in months, no," Sienna shook her head. "And I do really like Theo, but we're not together yet."

"Good. Hopefully he's finally moved on," Gwen smiled. "I'm glad you're dating again."

"Dad isn't," Sienna snorted, shaking her head. "He probably thinks I'm still a virgin."

"Your father knows, he just prefers to lie to himself and live in blissful ignorance," Gwen laughed. "It's archaic, but I understand. He changed your diapers, it's hard for him to see you as a grown woman."

"I'm glad we can talk," Sienna blushed slightly. "Not a lot of moms will give their daughter blowjob tips."

"And yet you cringe when I mention what I do with your father," Gwen pointed out, smirking over the top of her coffee cup. "How do you think I know these things?"

"I just pretend you magically know them," Sienna shrugged. "I don't want an image of you and Dad in my head."

"Fine, I wanna talk about you anyway," Gwen muted the television and turned on the couch to face her daughter. "Tell me more about Theo, we haven't really had a good chat about him yet."

"You already know about him, Mom," Sienna giggled. "He's twenty-six, he's a bookkeeper, you know what he looks like. And he's part of The Gang of Eight."

"I know the story," Gwen smiled. "He's socially awkward, and you found his constant inappropriate comments annoying. Then you decided to get drunk and naked, and pass out in his bed. Extremely ladylike, by the way. But those are the facts. Tell me about the feelings. Tell me what he's like, and what you like about him."

"He's sweet," Sienna smiled fondly. "Everything changed when he stopped trying so hard and making crude comments. I got to see the lovable goof for who he is."

"Go on," Gwen urged.

"I felt guilty for thinking he would take advantage of me while I was drunk," Sienna explained. "And he was trying so hard, so I tried helping him out. We just kept talking more and more. Then he asked me out. I was surprised at first and almost said no, but the date went really well. I felt the butterflies."

"Mm, love the butterflies," Gwen hummed. "So, he isn't as awkward anymore?"

"Oh God, he's so awkward. But it's adorable to me now," Sienna confirmed, looking nervous. "Uh, he told me something really personal. I promised not to tell the others, but you're not the others..."

"Sienna Mared, are you breaking someone's confidence?" Gwen looked at her daughter sternly.

"No!" Sienna quickly insisted. "I'm not, really! He agreed to tell the others, he's just not ready yet. I said they wouldn't hear from me."

Her mother sighed. "Is it important that I know?"

"Oh, mom," Sienna bit her lip. "I just want you to understand and like him. If you hated him, I don't know what I'd do."

"You know I've met him already, right?" Gwen questioned.

"That was just as Theo, not as 'potential boyfriend Theo,'" Sienna reasoned.

"It was right before a date," Gwen smirked.

"Mom!" Sienna whined, bouncing slightly in her seat.

Gwen sighed again. "What should I know, honey?"

"Theo was diagnosed with autism as a child," Sienna let out a breath. "He's struggled a lot growing up and it explained why he had trouble realizing when it wasn't the time to make a certain comment. He overcompensated by trying too hard to be funny."

"Love and understanding can go a long way toward making a guy want to be a better man," Gwen nodded sagely before giving her daughter an evil grin. "A hot body and pretty face don't hurt, either."

"Mom!" Sienna exclaimed again, her cheeks slightly pink. "There was never anything wrong with him, he's just different and had trouble finding his way."

"Has he found his way under your shirt yet?" Gwen asked with a smirk.

"Mom!" Sienna squealed, looking mortified. "You already know he hasn't. Just felt the girls from the outside. Some making out and grinding. One handjob. Nothing crazy. I like taking things slow."

"Do you think you'll become an official couple soon?" Gwen inquired.

"I think so," Sienna blushed coyly. "I joked about wanting to blow him and said only boyfriends get that. Then I said he should ask me out on our next date."

"I'm surprised he didn't drive right over here for a date," Gwen laughed.

"Mom!" Sienna gasped yet again. "Probably next week, maybe Friday night."

"I'll want all the details," Gwen said, taking a sip of coffee.

"Promise," Sienna nodded.

"Be careful, baby girl," Gwen set her coffee on the table before hugging her daughter. "Hearts are strong, but they can get hurt pretty bad."

"It's fine, Mom. He's one of the good ones," Sienna hugged her mother. "One of the really good ones."

Gwen and Sienna went back to watching HDL, making sure to find an episode that featured a shirtless scene with Nolan Reed. It was eventually time for Sienna to head out, so she gave her mother a hug and left with her purse and overnight bag. Soon, the young redhead found herself sitting in a restaurant booth with Leslie, Jane, and Camilla.

"You're still not gonna tell us what we're doing today?" Leslie asked after the waitress gave them their drinks and took their food order.

"What fun would that be?" Camilla smirked before taking a sip of her iced tea.

"I'm guessing either a bar or a strip club with male strippers," Jane sighed, glancing in disapproval at her roommate.

"It's way too early for a bar," Leslie huffed. "Also, I'm pregnant and can't drink."

"Swallow next time," Camilla shrugged.

"I got pregnant on purpose," Leslie rolled her eyes.

"And is the middle of the afternoon the best time for strippers?" Sienna wondered. "I don't want to see a ninety-year-old grandpa's balls brushing his knees."

"Ew, early bird dinner strippers," Jane scrunched her nose while Leslie and Camilla laughed.

"Fuck, I may need to change my plans," Camilla giggled.

"Uh, Camilla, you know I'm here for you, but I am pregnant," Leslie said. "And I'm married. It's not like NOT being able to drink at a night club while trying to fend off assholes is fun."

"Plus, she's big enough now to have to worry about pervs with pregnancy fetishes," Sienna interjected, causing Jane to almost spit out her soda.

"We're going to have fun, I promise," Camilla smirked. "I promise you I'll keep any guys from hitting on you. Swear. This will be a fun day and an amazing night. This isn't a 'me' party, this is an 'us' party!"

The four girls continued chatting until their food arrived. Everything was delicious, and it took a couple minutes before the conversation started up again. Camilla noticed that Jane seemed off, just like the last couple of days. Well, Camilla figured it was time to get to the bottom of things.

"Spill it, girl," Camilla said, glaring at Jane.

"Uh, what?" Jane frowned, looking confused.

"You've been off for a couple days now," Camilla explained. "And it's my birthday celebration today, you are NOT ruining it by pouting!"

"Tell us, what's up?" Leslie added.

"We're not above torturing for information," Sienna smirked.

"You ever have something you wanted, but you didn't want, but could have and it could be great but you were afraid, and then it was gone?" Jane asked, a film of tears coating her eyes. "Something that you didn't tell was important and so you didn't treasure it and then it wasn't there anymore and the timing didn't work and maybe it was your head, but then you wanted it, and now it's going to a wedding?"

"Camilla, did you put something in Jane's drink?" Leslie asked, sniffing at Jane's soda.

"This is about Steven, I assume," Camilla said, ignoring Leslie. "None of that made sense, but she's only ever this stupid about Steven."

"By the way, Jane, my high school English teacher would have slapped you for that run-on sentence," Leslie giggled.

"Wait!" Sienna exclaimed, looking at Jane. "Steven's getting married?"

"No, he's going to a wedding," Jane explained sadly.

"So?" Leslie frowned. "Everyone has a cousin or something getting married at some point."

"Is he bringing a date?" Sienna asked.

"Do you wanna be his date?" Camilla wondered. "You could ask him, you know?"

"Yeah, stop being dumb and realize you two are great together!" Leslie nodded eagerly.

"Steven's going to a wedding in fucking Fiji with Megan Bauer!" Jane hissed, her voice breaking near the end.

"Holy shit!" Sienna squealed.

"Megan's dad getting married again?" Leslie asked.

"Nope, some rich acquaintance," Jane sighed. "He didn't really go into details, just that it would be several damn days they'd be away."

"I wanna go to Fiji..." Camilla mumbled.

"Isn't that against company policy?" Leslie questioned. "Megan taking Steven on a trip like that?"

"No," Jane said, her voice like ice. "I checked. Twice."

"Are they a couple now?" Camilla asked.

"No, but they probably will be," Jane sighed. "There's no rule about it as long as they disclose. I saw him leave with Megan Thursday night and they came back to the office together Friday morning. Then he told me about the wedding while we walked to the subway after work."

"Will Theo and I have to disclose our relationship?" Sienna wondered, suddenly concerned.

"You two work in different departments, you're fine," Jane answered.

"Hey, maybe we'll all be going to your wedding soon!" Leslie smiled at the redhead.

"I doubt she and Theo can afford Fiji, but we should all go somewhere nice!" Camilla exclaimed. "Group trip to Hawaii or something?"

"Oh, I've always wanted to go to Hawaii," Leslie sighed happily. "Maybe after the baby comes."

"Uh, hello?" Jane spoke up. "Did we forget about my problems?"

"Oops. Yeah, sorry," Camilla winced. "So, uh, Steven and Megan are getting serious?"

"I'm positive they've slept together," Sienna winced. "I'm sorry, Jane."

"Is there anything we can do?" Leslie offered.

"How about not asking me what's bothering me and then planning an exotic vacation instead of helping?" Jane's voice was flat and emotionless.

"Well, uh... we thought you could use a distraction?" Leslie suggested before sighing. "I'm sorry, my brain is all messed up because of the baby. I can't string two thoughts together."

"And I was immediately thinking about weddings and beaches and Theo," Sienna offered. "And Camilla's just a moron, so..."

"Hey!" Camilla interrupted, but then noticed Jane was at least smiling. "What can we do for you, Janey-girl? Maybe it's time to let you in on my birthday plans?"

"We can go see dangling old-man balls if you want?" Sienna shrugged helplessly. "Will that make you feel better?"

"Finding new friends would make me feel better," Jane grunted.

"She could tell him now? Maybe he'd end things with Megan?" Sienna suggested.

"He was more patient with Jane than she had any right to ask for. He couldn't wait forever," Camilla said, rejecting the idea. "If she tells him now, he's going to feel like she's jerking him around or just doing it to stop him from dating someone else. At least now they're still friends, and he could always become available again later."

"Camilla has a point," Leslie sighed. "You chose to be single, and he knows that. Trying to change that now would not be fair to him."

"We'd totally tell you to just go for it, but Steven's our friend, too," Sienna said. "We really care about both of you."

"I guess you're right," Jane muttered sadly.

"Are they even a couple yet?" Sienna asked.

"Not yet," Jane shook her head.

"Well, maybe things won't work out," Leslie reasoned. "Cheer up! Camilla's going to have us make questionable life choices today."

"She is not!" Camilla exclaimed.

"Oh, gonna tell us what we're actually doing?" Sienna grinned.

"We're going to have a great day before spending the night at our place," Camilla answered, pointing between Jane and herself. "Let's finish eating before the food gets cold."

The girls focused on their lunch, only exchanging a few words before the food was gone. They split the bill three ways, since Camilla was the birthday girl. When they were ready to leave, the four friends got on the subway and Camilla directed them along the right line to get to their stop.

"A spa?" Leslie asked in surprise when they reached the location.

"Absolutely!" Camilla gushed. "A day of pampering and relaxation!"

"This was not what I expected," Jane commented.

"I do think about things other than sex," Camilla laughed.

"Not that we've seen," Sienna mumbled, earning her a playful swat on the shoulder.

Camilla wanted to take the yoga class first, requiring everyone to buy yoga pants and breathable tops from the spa. Jane rightly observed that it was going to be an expensive day, but Sienna pointed out that the day was about relaxing, not worrying about money. Plus, they got to tease Leslie's lack of grace due to her pregnancy. The girls really enjoyed the class.

Their second stop was supposed to be the sauna, until Leslie reminded everyone that she was pregnant. Leslie's doctor had told her that she could bathe in hot water as long as it wasn't too bad. A sauna was definitely much hotter than would be safe. There was no way.

"Shit. I'm so, so sorry. I'm a horrible friend," Camilla was nearly in tears.

"It's okay, I can read or something if you girls wanna go in the sauna," Leslie offered.

"We're not ditching you!" Jane insisted.

"Yeah, we'll just skip to the next activity," Sienna nodded.

"I, ah, I planned quite a few things involving hot water," Camilla winced.

"My doctor said nothing over a hundred degrees," Leslie sighed.

"Fahrenheit, I assume?" Jane smirked.

"I'm ignoring that question," Leslie rolled her eyes.

"Fuck, I don't know what to do now!" Camilla whined. "Uh, we can skip the sauna and hot tub."

"No worries, we got ya!" a young, female attendant said, appearing out of nowhere. "Sorry for eavesdropping, but you ladies looked upset and I thought I could help!"

"It's okay, what do you suggest?" Jane asked, the girls all facing the attendant.

"Well, we have these AMAZING rooms designed to mimic traditional Japanese onsens," the young lady gushed. "They aren't true onsens since they aren't spring-fed, but we have various temperature options. The water will be warm, but not too warm for ya little bundle. There's all these minerals in the water that are supposed to be great for stretch marks and have all kinds of health benefits. You've gotta try it; fucking heavenly!"

"Rachel!" came a scolding voice from the back. "How we tell you to speak to customers?"

"Shit," Rachel muttered. "Sorry!"

The twenty-year-old woman turned toward the group and bowed. "Welcome to your piece of Japan right here in New York. How may this humble servant assist you?"

"We'll try the onsen," Camilla smiled.

"The lowest temperature option," Leslie interjected.

Rachel was incredibly talkative, and she happily spoke about all the amenities the spa offered. Camilla was disappointed to find out that the onsens were separated by gender, but she did approve of them being clothing-optional. Jane and Sienna insisted the girls all buy cheap black bikinis to wear.

"Separated by sex; lame," Camilla grumbled from her changing stall in the locker room.

"Were you hoping to suck off a guy in the hot tub?" Jane yelled out, making several other women laugh.

"I was considering it," Camilla called back. "Well, whatever, we should at least go naked. It'll be more relaxing that way."

"Not happening!" Sienna interjected.

"Agreed," Jane replied.

"Oh, c'mon," Camilla whined. "Jane, I've seen those huge chichis plenty of times!"

"Only because you can't be bothered to knock!" Jane exclaimed.

"If you can't be bothered to lock the door, why should I knock?" Camilla argued.

"Stop pressuring them!" Leslie said. "They're both modest, and that's okay."

"I can't be the only one of us naked," Camilla reasoned. "How about you, Leslie?"

"What the hell, if someone wants to get their pregnancy fetish on, screw 'em," Leslie reasoned. "The bikini looks ridiculous on this body anyway."

"It's still separated by gender," Sienna reminded Leslie as the four women emerged from changing stalls wearing fluffy white robes.

"So? Chicks can have pregnancy fetishes," Leslie pointed out, opening her robe to reveal her developing baby bump. "Am I turning you on?" she waggled her eyebrows and licked her lips obscenely as the other girls laughed. "Fuck, gotta pee. Be right back."

"Yeah, what a turn-on," Jane snorted as Leslie ran to the nearest toilet.

The four girls all gasped when they entered the luxurious room. There were several in-ground hot tubs designed to look like natural hot springs with rock-patterned bottoms and stones surrounding the water instead of a standard hot tub edge. The entire area was tranquil; there were various plants and even a bamboo fence. The lighting and murals made it seem as if Mount Fuji was in the background.

"Hey, Jane?" Sienna called out excitedly. "Looks like you beat Steven to Fiji!"

"Fuji," Leslie sighed, looking at Sienna incredulously.

"Uh, what?" Sienna frowned.

"That mural is of Mount Fuji, one of the most famous places in Japan," Jane explained. "Fiji is a separate country. It's also an archipelago, but it has nothing to do with Japan."

"Oh," Sienna winced, blushing slightly. "Whoops!"

"It's a good thing you're pretty," Camilla snorted, walking toward the correct pool.

Several hot tubs were occupied with women, some in bathing suits, others nude. A couple tubs were empty, including the one in the back that the girls had rented. Soft, relaxing music filled the air as the four women removed their flip-flops and slowly eased out of their robes. Sienna and Jane were both wearing plain black bikinis. Camilla didn't hesitate to drop her robe, revealing her naked body. Leslie blushed slightly as she slipped out of her own robe.

"Did those get bigger?" Jane asked, gesturing at Leslie's exposed breasts.

"You are the expert on big tits," Camilla reasoned, glancing at Jane before returning her eyes to Leslie. "They do look bigger."

"Stop looking at them!" Leslie blushed, crossing her arms over her boobs. "And, yes, everything's bigger. Stomach, tits... ankles." she pouted and sighed.

"Oh, stop," Sienna giggled. "You're pregnant and glowing. A pregnant woman is one of the most beautiful things in the world."

"Huh, I guess chicks can have pregnancy fetishes," Camilla smirked.

"Stop making it weird," Jane rolled her eyes. "Let's get in, I've seen enough titties for one day."

The water was incredibly relaxing, and all four women sighed happily as they soaked. It wasn't as hot as they expected from something like this, but the ambiance more than made up for the temperature. Soft music, a lovely atmosphere, mineral-rich water, and amazing company.

With the pools spread out across the large room, people were able to have mostly-private conversations. A tub in the back also had four women, who were talking and laughing. The tub closet to the group had two girls who seemed to be sisters, based on their appearance. Three middle-aged women were using another pool, all of them wearing one-piece suits.

"So, there's something I've been thinking about," Camilla said once the four ladies had settled in and started relaxing.

"Your original idea was best; a slumber party," Jane commented, leaning her head back as she enjoyed the water. "We're not playing your favorite sport tonight."

"Uh, what's her favorite sport?" Sienna asked.

"Cock hunting," Jane stated simply, making the redhead giggle.

"Stop, I'm being serious," Camilla sighed, her bare breasts resting on the surface of the water. "It's been on my mind for a while now."

"Wow," Jane whispered, surprised. "Okay, uh, sorry."

"What's up?" Leslie asked, looking at the sexy Latina curiously.

"Well, I've, ah, I've been an influencer for a few months now," Camilla began nervously. "It's going pretty well, I'm making some decent extra income and it's a lot of fun."

"Okay..." Sienna trailed off, unsure of where this was going.

"So, ah, I was thinking, I mean, it isn't just about money, not one bit, um..." Camilla blushed slightly.

"There's something that can even make you nervous? Whoa," Jane smirked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Fuck it," Camilla took a deep breath to gather her strength. "I wanna start a SeeMe."

"Seriously?" Sienna asked with wide eyes, getting an affirmative nod from Camilla.

"I, ah, I knew you were a free spirit, Camilla," Leslie said carefully, "but, ah, that's very..."

"You know what our concerns are, right?" Jane questioned seriously.

"They'll be online forever; future employers, my kids, my family, any of them could see the pictures and videos one day," Camilla replied. "Yeah, I've thought about all that."

"Guys might not be interested in anything serious if they found out you, ah, you know," Jane whispered, "flick your bean on the internet."

"Would you hide your face, at least?" Sienna asked.

"Probably not," Camilla shook her head. "I mean, guys wanna see the girl's face, it isn't just about her tatas."

"The biggest thing is that you can never get that stuff back once it's out there," Leslie pointed out. "There are a lot of people who would judge you harshly if it got out."

"Fuck 'em," Camilla shrugged. "I wanna do it. And it worked out fine for Megan Bauer.

"She has a rich daddy who can make all her problems go away with a phone call," Jane rolled her eyes. "You could have trouble finding a job in the future. Imagine being fifty and having people seeing those."

"You wouldn't use your real name, right?" Sienna inquired.

"No, I wouldn't," Camilla confirmed. "I don't even use my real name for my influencer account."

"A determined person could probably find it," Leslie responded. "Image searches, things like that."

"A determined person could also use my face to make AI porn," Camilla argued. "I may as well show off my real body and get paid. Besides, the real thing is way better than anything some computer could dream up."

"I could never have that much confidence with my body," Jane observed.

"You should," Camilla replied. "People would pay good money to see those giant knockers."

"They aren't for sale," Jane stated plainly.

"What about for rent?" Camilla teased.

"Also, no," Jane rolled her eyes.

"Are you sure you've thought this through?" Leslie wondered.

"I'm sure," Camilla insisted. "I don't think it'll ever affect my job, I'll keep the explicit stuff behind a paywall, and I'm never gonna run for office."

"Even if you did, it's fine if you have a bunch of felonies, so I can't imagine a few nudes would matter," Sienna snorted.

"Guys can get away with anything, women are judged for being anything less than perfect little angels," Leslie grumbled.

"And strange men will be jacking off while looking at you," Sienna grimaced.

"I'm not trying to be convinced either way, I've made my decision," Camilla said with confidence. "I really just want your support and to know you won't judge me. I can handle the rest."

"We support you," Leslie smiled. "We're friends; a few feet pics won't change that."

"I also heard that shots of your butt hole are in high demand," Sienna giggled.

"What if your grandmother sees the pictures?" Jane questioned. "I don't think you want your grandma finding a video of you masturbating."

"My abuela has a cell phone with big numbers just so she can figure out how to use it," Camilla snorted. "She has no social media, I'm not sure she knows what email is, and she is still in shock when she learned you can order a sweater online and have it delivered to your front door a day later. I think I'm fine."

"I wouldn't ever even consider doing anything like that," Jane said after a few moments of silence. "But, it's your life, your body, your choice. I respect you, and you'll always be my friend."

"Thanks, Silver," Camilla grinned. "You're a good roomma-"

"OH!" Leslie suddenly exclaimed, her hands lunging beneath the water to hold her pregnant belly.

"What's wrong?" Jane whipped her head around.

"Are you okay?" Sienna gasped.

"What do you need?" Camilla panicked.

"I think it's happening!" Leslie gushed happily.

"Uh, you're going into labor?" Sienna frowned.

"No, dummy!" Leslie laughed. "I'm feeling the baby move for the fist time! It's called quickening! I can feel him, I can feel my baby!"

Sienna, Camilla, and Jane all squealed as they crowded around Leslie. A few other women in the room glanced over, but the girls did not care in the slightest. Their previous conversation was forgotten as hands reached beneath the water in an attempt to touch Leslie's stomach.

"I can still feel it!" Leslie sighed happily.

"Are you sure that's not gas?" Sienna frowned.

"Fuck off, I wanna feel, too!" Camilla growled, pushing Leslie's hand.

"Was that it? Is that?" Jane gasped, both her hands on Leslie's belly.

"That's my thumb, idiot," Leslie giggled.

"Hey, I can't reach!" Sienna whined.

"It's fine, she said it was just gas!" Camilla reasoned.

"Camilla, get your boob out of my face!" Sienna grumbled, the smallest girl of the group trying to get a spot.

"She's practicing for her channel!" Jane laughed.

"Oh, my God! I felt it!" Camilla gasped. "Oh..."

"I think that's it!" Sienna gasped. "Your belly is moving! How does it feel to you?"

"It's hard to describe," Leslie sighed. "Sort of like nervous butterflies or squirming inside me."

The four ladies kept trying to feel the baby move for a few more minutes. Leslie was twenty-two weeks along, the right time for a first-time mother to feel her baby move. Emotions were running high, and Leslie started crying when the others asked if they had any names picked out yet. Conner and Leslie hadn't decided on a name, but were considering a few, intending to surprise their friends.

Just the thought of the baby arriving had the women planning every moment of the next few months. They discussed the baby shower, plans to help set up the baby's room, and baby-proofing Leslie and Conner's home. A couple other women called out their congratulations, making it obvious that the girls weren't even trying to be quiet.

Once the ladies calmed down, they decided to get out of the tub and dry off. Leslie took a few minutes to step outside and call Conner. The couple chatted excitedly about the baby kicking, and they were both disappointed that Leslie wouldn't be home until the following morning. They professed their love for each other before Leslie returned to her girls' day.

Jane, Sienna, Leslie, and Camilla were all smiles as they enjoyed a relaxing, hydrating scrub while talking about themes for the baby's room. Next was a relaxing massage, followed by a facial. Naturally, Camilla made several inappropriate comments about the other definition of the word "facial." Finally, the girls sat together for mani-pedis to make sure their nails were pretty.

"Hey, Leslie?" Jane asked as the four women sat in the relaxation room. "Do you think you'll have another baby after this?"

"What's the rush? Let her get the first one out!" Sienna giggled.

"We definitely want at least one more," Leslie answered with a small smile as her hand caressed her belly. "We'll decide if we want any more after the second comes along. I'm definitely getting my tubes tied when we're done, and Conner is getting a vasectomy."

"So you never get another period?" Sienna asked, getting a nod in response.

"Okay, so why does Conner need to get snipped?" Camilla inquired.

"Just to be safe," Leslie laughed. "Does it really matter to you?"

"I'm just curious!" Camilla laughed. "I mean, will his jizz taste any different after?"

"Camilla!" Jane hissed, swatting her roommate on the arm. "Knock it off."

"I don't think it'll affect the taste," Leslie snorted. "But, tell you what, I'll let you know if you remind me in a few years."

"Thanks!" Camilla grinned. "Hm, maybe it also has fewer calories?"

"I don't think semen has a lot of calories to begin with," Sienna smirked. "Although, it is high in protein."

"Exactly!" Camilla exclaimed. "I mean, it'll still be cum, just diet cum."

"Is there anything disgusting you won't say?" Jane sighed and shook her head.

Camilla looked around, and then said in a hushed tone, "Monogamy." She shuddered, then laughed.

"It's amazing, you should try it," Sienna responded, with Leslie quickly agreeing.

"Blech," Camilla made a face. "I think I'd rather spend the evening trying to find something that is too disgusting even for me."

"I still have nightmares about some of your stories," Jane shuddered.

"Then let's get out of here; I wanna hear more!" Sienna declared.

The girls left the spa and made their way to the subway. After a long debate, they stopped for tacos, then again at a grocery store for junk food before heading to Jane and Camilla's apartment. They changed into pajamas and sat on the living room floor so they could eat and gossip.

"No, Bella," Jane admonished, moving the cat away from the plate of nachos.

"It's okay, there's room for a fifth pussy," Camilla laughed. "Get it, Silver?"

"I get it, Camilla," Jane replied in a condescending tone. "She'll lick the cheese off the nachos, she can't stay."

"So will Sienna," Leslie shrugged, reaching for the nachos.

"Don't hate just because I can eat anything and never gain weight," Sienna smirked.

"Yeah, I definitely hate you for that," Camilla glanced at the redhead in annoyance.

Cheap food, cheesy movies, and gossiping in their pajamas; it was the ideal girls' night to bond and relieve stress. The only thing missing was wine, but the girls decided against drinking since Leslie couldn't join in. There was laughing and teasing, they talked about boys like they were in high school again, and were determined to make the evening a great slumber party.

When the nachos and tacos were gone, the girls started a new movie while sitting on blankets and pillows. They stopped paying attention to the movie when they started talking about how Megan had a different braid for almost every day. Camilla, Sienna, Leslie, and Jane ended up braiding each other's hair, using guides found on the internet. Sienna loved the fishtail braid for her red hair. They really did feel like they were teenagers, having a sleepover with their best girlfriends.

"Shh! Shh!" Camilla waved her hands, her twin braids flopping around as she turned her head. "This is the scene where he sparkles!"

"Ugh, can we go back to talking about calories in cum?" Jane scrunched her nose. "That was at least somewhat interesting."

"This is interesting!" Camilla argued. "She's about to learn why they're always absent when it's sunny."

"You're banned from picking movies ever again," Leslie muttered, her blonde hair in a dutch braid.

"It's my birthday!" Camilla exclaimed.

"There's a limit, and sparkling vampires are way beyond it," Jane stated, tossing her long braid down her back.

"I kind of like it," Sienna mumbled, earning her a pillow to the face from Jane.

"So," Camilla began after the scene was over, "we've covered pampering, hair-braiding, junk food. We have to miss out on alcohol because someone got knocked up," she gestured with her thumb toward Leslie.

"Oh, shut up," Leslie laughed.

"Anyway, we still need to get some quality girl-talk in!" Camilla declared.

"What topics do you suggest?" Sienna asked, giggling cutely.

"Uh, I don't know," Camilla frowned, "spit or swallow?"

"Does it always have to be about sex?" Jane asked in exasperation. "We could talk about our feelings, share secrets, bond."

"Big talk, coming from you," Leslie pointed out. "You kept a lot from us, Camilla had to find out details from your sister."

"I think it would be a good idea to talk more openly," Sienna added. "We've been great friends for a long time now, but we don't share deeply personal stuff."

"I agree, and we will," Camilla nodded. "But, let's start with something silly to lighten the mood. So, Leslie, spit or swallow? Or is it true that married women don't suck dick?"

"Conner and I have a very active sex life, thank you very much," Leslie stated happily. "Swallow, all the way. Sienna?"

"Same. Spitters are quitters," the redhead answered. "I know facials can be good for your skin, but cum in the eye burns! Jane?"

"I usually swallow," Jane replied. "I like the taste. And we all know Camilla swallows. What's next?"

"How about we each ask the next person a personal question? We'll go in the same order," Camilla suggested. "Leslie, we know you had a serious boyfriend in college before Conner. What happened there?"

"Way to start with a hard one," Leslie winced. "Only Conner knows, and it's something we don't talk about."

"This sounds juicy, spill it!" Camilla sat cross-legged as she looked intently at Leslie.

"Okay, I guess this is how we bond," Leslie let out a breath. "His name was Chad Thompson."

"You dated a Chad," Sienna giggled. "And in college."

"Oh, shut up," Leslie rolled her eyes while Camilla and Jane laughed. "Anyway, we were really serious. We weren't talking about marriage or anything, but things were going well. He was a nice guy, but it's easy to be a nice guy when everything is great."

"And then things were not-so-great?" Jane offered.

"Correct," Leslie nodded. "I wasn't on the pill, and condoms are not nearly as effective. We didn't know one broke."

"Oh, my God!" Sienna gasped, clapping her hands to her mouth. "You've been pregnant before?!"

"Yeah," Leslie let out a breath. "Once."

"D-did you have an abortion?" Camilla asked delicately.

"No," Leslie shook her head. "He wanted me to, but I didn't. We screamed at each other, he stormed out saying the kid wasn't his problem."

"Fucking asshole!" Jane hissed angrily.

"Didn't matter in the end," Leslie shrugged sadly. "I miscarried. Then the idiot thought we could just get back together. I told him to go fuck himself."

"I'm so, SO sorry," Camilla reached out and placed her hand on Leslie's, giving her married friend a look that said she regretted asking the question.

"It's okay," Leslie sighed. "It was a long time ago, and things worked out for the best. I have Conner, the man of my dreams. And we're having a baby."

"That's a good way of looking at it," Jane smiled. "I can't wait to meet the little guy."

"Neither can I!" Sienna spoke up. "And, Leslie, you can ask me whatever you like. You've earned it."

"Okay, Sienna, tell us about your ex-boyfriend and what happened there," Leslie requested before taking a sip of water. "It's only fair."

"Randall," Sienna replied slowly. "Randall McDermott."

"You made fun of the name 'Chad,' but you dated a 'Randall?'" Leslie snorted.

"What's wrong with 'Randall?'" Jane asked.

"Randy for short, which is slang and means horny," Camilla spoke up. "He probably does the five-knuckle shuffle a dozen times a day."

"Well, yeah," Leslie smirked, "he doesn't have Sienna anymore."

"Think he saved her nudes to look at while he does it?" Jane wondered, getting in on the teasing.

"Probably," Camilla laughed. "It's kind of hot to imagine a guy jacking off to your nudes, only able to fantasize. Mm, I can't wait to start my SeeMe."

"ANYWAY," Sienna said loudly, "there isn't a lot to tell. High school sweethearts, thought we were gonna get married. Then the lamest thing ever happened."

"What's that?" Jane frowned.

"Randall decided he needed to make sure that he wasn't missing out on anything and needed to see what sex with someone else was like," Sienna rolled her eyes. "He nailed my high school best friend at a party. She felt so guilty that she confessed. We aren't friends anymore, and I dumped him."

"That's the dumbest reason to cheat I've ever heard," Camilla stated flatly.

"Yup," Sienna agreed. "And he kept trying to get me back. He used to reach out all the time, no matter how many emails or numbers I blocked. It's been awhile now, so hopefully he's moved on. I know I have."

"Sienna and Theo, I still can't believe it," Jane giggled.

"Neither can I," Camilla smirked. "Although, Theo's gotten a lot better later. Noah's the one who just texted me to ask if we were naked yet."

"Someone remind me to slap Noah next time we see him," Leslie grunted.

"I'll text Theo and tell him to slap Noah," Sienna added, grabbing her phone.

"And I guess it's my turn to spill," Jane sighed, while Sienna texted.

"What do you have for us?" Camilla asked gently.

"You already know my dad used to beat me and my siblings, he raped our mom," Jane mumbled, tears forming in her eyes. "I dissociate a lot whenever I get overwhelmed now. And I still have to see that asshole."

"Why do you have to see him?" Leslie questioned. "I'd cut that asshole out of my life, if I were you."

"Molly is a gentle soul, and she tries to forgive him. She goes to events for his side of the family," Jane explained. "Also, our brothers go. I just, I feel like I have to. I avoid the bastard. Sorry, it's not an ex-boyfriend story. I have to admit you were all right; Steven was my boyfriend, I just refused the label."

"We're sorry things didn't work out with you two, but maybe there's still hope," Leslie said.

"If you want to bring us to the next family event, we can take turns kicking your dad in the nuts?" Sienna offered.

"I am so in!" Camilla clapped.

"Thanks," Jane wiped away her tears, before turning to the Latina. "So, Camilla, what's your trauma?"

"My cousin died of a drug overdose when I was seventeen," Camilla stated simply.

"Wow, what happened?" Leslie asked while Sienna gasped.

"Gabriela was a few years older than me, and I always looked up to her," Camilla sighed sadly. "She was so much fun at Sunday dinners. Abuela used to constantly have to tell Gabriela to relax, but she couldn't help but smile."

"Sounds kind of like you," Jane observed.

"She was exactly like me, yes," Camilla smiled. "Only, she went even crazier in college. I, I knew. We all knew she was struggling with drugs, but she wouldn't get help. She overdosed on heroin at a Halloween party, about a month after her twenty-first birthday."

"I'm sorry," Sienna whispered.

"Is that why you're so wild? In her memory?" Leslie inquired.

"That might be part of it," Camilla admitted with a smirk. "Of course, I'll never touch drugs, and I'm careful with alcohol."

"Smart," Jane smiled. "Thank you for telling us."

The four friends hugged each other tightly, showing support without needing to speak. It was a nice moment. They had all been friends for some time, yet they never discussed anything deeply personal. This was proof that The Gang of Eight was much more than just a social group. It might have been a girls' night, but the four ladies couldn't help but think that the eight friends would always be in each other's lives.

Of course, Camilla had to ruin the moment by mentioning that Noah would probably pay good money for a picture of them all hugging while wearing pajamas. The girls all burst out laughing, giggling uncontrollably until they could barely breathe. The laughter would start slowing down, then two of them would make eye contact and start all over again.

When they had finally calmed down, the girls decided their heavy conversation required ice cream. Sienna, Camilla, Jane, and Leslie ate ice cream while watching their vampire movie. Camilla grumbled about how unhealthy her eating was, but she wasn't really upset.

After their emotional conversation, they switched to fun childhood memories. Then the topic once again returned to boys, where the women discussed their type. Leslie was attracted to tall guys, while Sienna loved dad bods. Camilla loved a man who could take charge, while Jane wanted a guy who was compassionate and honest.

"Good, that horrible movie is finally over," Jane sighed in relief when the vampire movie ended.

"Now we can watch the second one!" Camilla grinned while Jane groaned.

"Maybe something different?" Leslie suggested.

"Like what?" Camilla asked.

"Literally anything," Jane interjected, making Sienna laugh.

"Ugh, fine," Camilla grumbled, grabbing the remote while muttering under her breath. "Bitches."

"Oh, just pick something," Leslie snorted.

"How about horror?" Camilla suggested.

"Sure, sounds good!" Sienna agreed.

"The first movie in The Forgotten series?" Camilla offered, stopping on the movie.

"Shit, that movie's old," Jane commented. "It came out in 1990, right?"

"Yeah, it was one of the last of the big eighties horror franchises," Leslie confirmed. "They released another a couple years ago. The woman who played one of the little girls is still in the series. As an adult now, obviously."

"Nicole Fischer," Jane said. "She's beautiful."

"Let's watch it!" Sienna exclaimed.

Camilla put the movie on, and the girls relaxed with junk food and soda while watching The Forgotten. It followed the standard format of an old horror movie, with the masked killer terrorizing babysitters. There was the mandatory sex scene, including gratuitous bare breasts, and lots of jump scares.

Nicole Fischer was playing a young girl who was running from the killer with help from her babysitter. She was an amazing actress, able to scream and cry convincingly on camera. It was the first movie of her career, and she went on to star in many more films.

As an adult, Nicole became a sex symbol; a tall, beautiful blonde with blue eyes and big boobs. Every guy repeatedly watched the scene in The Forgotten Part Six where Nicole Fischer went full-frontal when she was eighteen. Not long after that, she had a brief marriage to a rich CEO named Franklin Miller.

After the first movie, they watched The Forgotten Part Two and Three while talking about random topics. Nicole's character was young, but the girls were impressed how she managed to continue to thwart the killer who just would not stop coming for her. Even cutting the serial killer's head off was not enough to stop him.

Leslie wished Conner was there to cuddle with; it was always amazing to be held by him during the jump-scares. Sienna was texting with Theo, flirting heavily as they talked about seeing a scary movie together. Jane missed Steven and was trying not to think about cuddling with him. Camilla was lamenting that scary movies always made her horny.

It was after midnight when they started The Forgotten Part Four, which saw Nicole's character and her friends starting high school. There were a few scenes of teenage drama before the killer returned and the murders resumed. Camilla was barely paying attention, mainly checking social media for memes and articles.

"Hey, I found an article with juicy questions to ask your girlfriends," Camilla announced. "Interested?"

"Sure, ask away," Sienna offered, taking a sip of her drink.

"Tell us about your worst date," Camilla instructed.

"Fine, but you first," Jane countered.

"Okay," Camilla shrugged. "I've had my share of bad dates, the usual crap; selfish assholes, losers, guys who don't even pretend to care. Old news."

"Okay..." Leslie trailed off.

"One guy in particular comes to mind," Camilla continued. "It was our third date and it went well. I like the tradition of sex on the third date, and we ended up in bed. I was really fucking horny, and I asked him to do me on my back while I used a vibrator on my clit."

"Sounds like a good date to me," Sienna giggled.

"Yeah, well, that's when everything went tits up. He thought me wanting to use a toy meant he wasn't good enough," Camilla snorted. "It wasn't right that I needed one, in his point of view."

"Bet he was some 'alpha male' dumb-ass," Jane snorted. "Fucking idiot."

"Ridiculous," Leslie laughed. "Toys are teammates, not competition!"

"Exactly!" Camilla exclaimed. "He lost out on some amazing pussy, but whatever. Your turn, Jane. Was your worst date with Logan? That why you two called it quits?"

"No, we just decided to be friends," Jane let out a breath, not wanting to talk about him. "My worst date was amazing, and I fucked it up. Valentine's Day with Steven. I should have said yes when he asked to give us a shot."

"Aw, Silver," Camilla sighed. "Thank you for sharing with us."

"Yeah, thank you," Sienna added. "We love you."

"We've got your back," Leslie agreed.

"Thanks," Jane smiled softly. "Uh, Sienna? Your turn. Your worst date?"

"Not my worst, and not even a date, but there is something I wanted to share," the redhead bit her lower lip nervously.

"Oh, do tell," Camilla nodded encouragingly.

"I got really, really drunk on Noah's birthday," Sienna admitted with a blush. "I, ah, didn't just fall asleep in Theo's bed. First, I got naked and basically tried to jump him. He saw I was drunk and just got me into bed before sleeping on the couch."

"Wow, really?" Leslie giggled.

"Oh shit, that's awesome!" Camilla laughed.

"That was really responsible of him to not take advantage of you," Jane commented, looking shocked.

"Is that what got you interested?" Leslie asked.

"Not exactly," Sienna answered. "It made me realize how great of a guy he is beneath all the bullshit. We started talking a lot more. Then when he asked me out, I realized that, yeah, maybe."

"Seeing that hot body probably made him fall in love right there," Camilla giggled.

"Well, duh!" the redhead laughed, sitting up and gesturing at herself. "I'm sexy and I know it!"

"I guess it's my turn," Leslie grinned when the girls stopped laughing.

"What do you have for us?" Jane wondered.

"There was a cute guy in one of my classes and we spent a lot of time flirting," Leslie began. "It was after Chad, but before Conner."

"He asked you out?" Sienna questioned.

"Actually, I asked him," Leslie smirked.

"Damn, you go, girl!" Camilla crowed happily, offering a high-five.

"Thanks," Leslie blushed, slapping Camilla's palm. "My roommate was away for the weekend, so I invited him over to eat and study."

"What went wrong?" Jane inquired, scooting closer.

"Well, when he came ov- oh!" Leslie gasped, reaching for her belly. "The baby's moving again!"

Six hands lunged for Leslie's stomach as her three friends moved closer to feel the baby's movements. Leslie giggled as the girls all got their hands on her swollen stomach. Sienna even lowered her head so she could rest her ear against Leslie's tummy. At least until Leslie's stomach gurgled.

"Sorry, that one actually was just gas," Leslie blushed slightly.

"Should I open a window?" Jane asked in a deadpan voice.

"Bite me, Silver," Leslie grunted. "I'm pregnant, and this is real life. I'm gassy, I'm bloated, and my boobs hurt. Oh, and I need to pee a lot."

"Don't feel bad," Camilla interjected, "there's a reason I have so many scents in the bathroom. You do NOT wanna use it after Jane."

"Hey!" Jane exclaimed, blushing. "You're not any better!"

"So, the date?" Sienna quickly asked, changing the subject.

"Right, the date," Leslie giggled. "He was expecting a booty call, not a study session where we enjoyed a nice meal and maybe got to know each other."

"Why the fuck would he just expect sex?" Jane rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"If you invited him over for a meal and some studying, I can definitely see considering it a date," Camilla said. "Even if you didn't use the word. But expecting to get laid and then being mad when you don't? Fucking ridiculous."

"Yeah, he was really pissed off he didn't get easy sex," Leslie responded angrily. "I ruined his night by being a real person with a mind and feelings, instead of just a hole for his penis to temporarily inhabit."

The girls talked a little longer about bad dates before bringing up the next topic. They ended up debating which sort of leaked sex tape would be more embarrassing; giving a fully-clothed blowjob or riding a guy while still wearing a top. Jane and Sienna thought the video of having sex in the cowgirl position would be more embarrassing, since an orgasm face was so personal. Leslie figured she could also wear a skirt and be fully covered, so that didn't matter much; she did NOT want anyone to see her getting face-fucked. Camilla wouldn't be embarrassed by either.

The debate led to discussing Camilla's future SeeMe career, which was then diverted when Leslie suggested the sexy Latina ask Megan Bauer for tips. Sienna, Camilla, and Leslie then ended up forcing Jane to talk a bit more about the upcoming wedding. It was obvious Jane was dreading Steven spending a weekend in Fiji with a gorgeous heiress. The other three girls did their best to show their support.

Jane managed to change the topic by bringing up the intern Megan was bringing in for a couple weeks. The other girls agreed that Kayla Thomson definitely sounded like a nepotism hire, since she was the daughter of another rich businessman. Hopefully Kayla wasn't a spoiled brat.

"Have you ever faked an orgasm?" Camilla asked while they were halfway through The Forgotten Part Five. "I'll go first; no fucking way! How will a guy know he's doing it wrong if you don't tell him? If that hurts his fragile, little ego, he can get lost. I'll find another man to rock my world. Then the real man will be rewarded with pleasure beyond his wildest dreams."

"Okay, then," Leslie said as the other girls laughed. "I've faked it a couple times, but never with Conner."

"Just with Chad?" Sienna teased. "Let me guess, he pumped into you until he got off, then rolled over and fell asleep."

"Oh, shut up," Leslie rolled her eyes. "There's nothing wrong with that name. Just answer the question."

"No, I've never faked it," Sienna answered.

"Just wait until you sleep with Theo," Camilla smirked. "Remember, you can fake moan, but you can't fake that leg shake. Mm, or the way your toes curl and your eyes roll back. Fuck, yes!"

"I'm sure I'll be able to teach Theo how to please me," the redhead replied. "Besides, he's had more partners than I have."

"Doesn't mean he knows what he's doing," Jane pointed out. "And I never faked it with Steven. There have been a couple other times I have. Sometimes it's best to let them know they can go ahead and cum. Then you can get the hell out of there."

"Damn, someone's had some really bad sex," Leslie snorted.

"Next question, Camilla," Jane quickly asked.

"That was a pathetic deflection, but fine," Camilla giggled. "Thoughts on facials?"

"I'd rather in my mouth or on my boobs, but if that's what the guy wants to do, fine," Jane shrugged. "Just don't make me move and bend all over the place just to take your cum."

"As long as it doesn't get in my eye!" Sienna added.

"I don't really care," Leslie shrugged. "If it turns Conner on, that turns me on."

"I believe there are two kinds of girls," Camilla began confidently. "The first kind has her eyes and mouth closed, wincing while the guy jacks off over her. The second kind has her tongue out, she's moaning, eager to take the load. Maybe she's playing with her pussy and begging for it."

"You're the second kind of girl?" Jane asked.

"Damn straight," Camilla nodded, before glancing at the television. "Oh, I love this scene!"

"Why?" Sienna frowned.

"The killer just stands there and lets the guy punch him until he gets tired!" Camilla exclaimed. "Then the killer punches his head straight off and it lands in a dumpster. Fucking bad-ass!"

"That's a little concerning," Leslie commented.

"Don't worry, you're safe with me. Probably," Camilla smirked, looking back down at her phone after the on-screen death. "Boring, boring, very boring, boring..."

"We can just watch the movie," Jane reasoned.

"Ah, here we go!" Camilla exclaimed, ignoring Jane. "Ever done any experimenting?"

"With drugs or lesbianism?" Sienna asked with a frown.

"Or, like, chemistry experiments?" Leslie smirked.

"I was asking about lesbianism, I don't want to hear about any of you doing drugs," Camilla responded, glancing at Leslie. "Or making drugs."

"I've never made or done drugs," Leslie giggled. "Never done a girl, either."

"I've smoked pot a couple times, but no to everything else," Jane responded. "I can appreciate a beautiful woman, but I have no desire to touch one."

"I've never had sex with a girl, but I'm curious what it would be like," Camilla admitted. "I have made out with a few at parties. One time, a group of guys offered free drinks if they could watch me kiss another girl for five minutes. Worth it."

"Is this the real reason you wanted us here?" Jane inquired with a raised brow.

"No! Of course not!" Camilla laughed.

"If it was, Noah would be hiding in the closet," Leslie snorted.

"I've never kissed a girl, but I might consider it," Sienna blushed. "For the right one."

Jane, Camilla, and Leslie all squealed while Sienna covered her face with her hands, her red cheeks still visible. The four women were soon all laughing and teasing, which turned into hitting each other with pillows. Noah's dreams were not realized, an orgy did not break out, but it was a lot of fun for the ladies.

They eventually started discussing what guys could do to turn them on, or what being with a woman might feel like. Sienna and Jane both talked about an emotional connection, with the redhead explaining she could see herself feeling that close and safe with another woman. Leslie mentioned all the little things Conner did, like coming up behind her and hugging her. Camilla loved confidence, a man who took charge. Ultimately, they all agreed that attraction was something difficult to quantify; you either felt it or you didn't.

"Are we planning to watch the entire series?" Sienna yawned when The Forgotten Part Six started.

"No way," Camilla laughed. "There's way too many more to go."

"Yeah, I'm getting tired, too," Jane stifled a yawn.

"Got any more questions?" Leslie asked as she laid down on the floor. "I probably should have used the couch, I'm not sure I'll be able to get up again."

"Can we film you trying?" Sienna asked.

"You cannot," Leslie flipped off the redhead.

"This is a fun one," Camilla said. "What's the creepiest thing you've ever encountered on a dating site or app?"

"Nothing too weird, just the usual dick pics and creepy comments," Sienna answered. "One guy seemed nice until he started talking about leading me around on a leash. I said I wasn't into that, and he just kept telling me how I'd learn to love being his bitch. Blocked."

"Yeah, I've gotten a few of those," Camilla agreed while Leslie and Jane laughed. "Don't get me wrong, I like being slapped around, but you don't introduce yourself by calling a girl a slut and demanding she bend over for you."

"Agreed," Leslie nodded. "I don't have a story as shocking as that."

"I have one," Jane winced, making a disgusted face.

"Oh yeah?" Sienna looked over with interest.

"Let's hear it, Silver," Camilla added.

"I was talking to a guy on Matches, and we were asking some light questions to get to know each other," Jane began. "I asked if he had any special talents. Uh, well, he claimed he could suck himself off."

"That's impossible," Leslie quickly responded. "Even if you did get a few ribs removed, it can't be done. No fucking way."

"I'm pretty flexible, I can see it being doable," Sienna reasoned.

"Women are naturally more flexible than men," Camilla pointed out. "But maybe it's possible. Even if it is, I'm not worried. Guys love the thrill of a girl worshiping their cock."

"That's so true," Leslie laughed.

"Jane?" Sienna asked nervously. "What did you respond to his, ah, 'talent' with?"

"I told him it was impossible, but he kept insisting," Jane admitted. "I asked him to prove it. Long story short; yeah, it's very possible. And I've seen something that can never be unseen."

"Holy shit!" Leslie gasped.

"Whoa," Sienna whispered, eyes wide.

"That's fucking great!" Camilla laughed, clapping her hands as she fell over.

"He sent a video," Jane scrunched her nose. "It, ah, went all the way to the, you know, the finish."

"Why the fuck did you watch the whole thing?" Sienna made a disgusted face.

"Did he cum in his mouth?" Leslie wondered.

"Do you still have the video?" Camilla sat up and looked at Jane hopefully.

"In order: it was morbid curiosity and I couldn't look away, he did cum in his mouth, and I do not still have the video," Jane answered with a giggle. "I kept trying to shut it off, but I was horrified and fascinated."

"We can probably find a video online," Camilla mused, looking at her phone.

"No!" Jane, Sienna, and Leslie exclaimed at the same time.

"Aw, c'mon!" Camilla whined.

"Let's just watch the movie," Jane suggested.

"Fine, one last question," Camilla quickly replied. "What is your wildest sexual encounter?"

"You are answering that one first," Leslie insisted, looking over Camilla, the wildest of the group.

"Sure, no problem," Camilla grinned.

"This is going to be terrifying," Sienna gulped.

"So, I spent my twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas with some friends and family," Camilla explained with an evil grin. "We were there for about a week."

"Oh yeah, you did tell me that," Jane responded. "I didn't get any really dirty stories, though."

"It wasn't as wild as you might expect, since the pandemic was still going on," Camilla sighed before perking up. "However, my birthday was on a Saturday, and I am Camilla."

"What happened?" Leslie probed curiously.

"It was one of the few times I did go a bit out of control with the alcohol," Camilla acknowledge. "So, there's a lot I don't remember."

"What do you remember?" Sienna asked.

"I remember waking up on the roof of the hotel wrapped in a pool towel and one of those 'just married' sashes. Still not sure where the sash came from," Camilla frowned, trying to remember. "Anyway, I had dried cum in my hair, my holes were sore, and there was a hickey on my inner thigh that was kind of shaped like Australia."

"You're married, is that what you're saying?" Jane asked through a fit of giggles.

"Uh, I don't think so?" Camilla winced. "Oh God, I hope not. Maybe?"

"Other than the towel and the sash, were you naked?" Sienna wondered.

"Yes," Camilla answered. "The towel wasn't very big, so I tied it around my waist. Then I wrapped the sash around my boobs so I could take the elevator down to my room without being exposed."

"Classy," Leslie snorted.

"At least I'm not married and boring," Camilla stuck out her tongue. "Let's hear your story, and it can't involve Conner."

"My slutty phase was, unsurprisingly, after Chad and before Conner," Leslie answered. "I didn't sleep with a bunch of guys, but I did suck a lot of dick."

"As any self-respecting college girl should," Camilla nodded sagely.

"How does fellatio relate to self-respect?" Sienna frowned.

"Don't question her, just nod and move on," Jane advised.

"Anyway, I'm not sure what my wildest BJ was," Leslie mused. "Stairwell in a college building, I blew a guy on the way to a party, I sucked off another guy in a closet at a party... um..."

"Keep going," Camilla encouraged.

"Oh, I sort of hitchhiked to a concert," Leslie continued. "It wasn't the same as regular hitchhiking, because I was in the school parking garage. He was a nice guy, and he jokingly asked how I was gonna pay him. I knew he was sounding me out, so I just went for it. He came in my mouth on the way to the concert, I let him feel me up during it, and I gave him one last blowjob on the way back to campus."

"That's a respectable level of sluttiness," Camilla declared. "Sienna?"

"Does me getting naked and trying to seduce Theo count?" the redhead smiled innocently.

"No, because we already know about that," Jane answered.

"Ugh, fine," Sienna sighed. "Senior year of high school, Randall and I went to an after-school production put on by the theater club. It was a couple months before graduation. I let him finger me in the back row while we watched."

"Not bad, not bad," Camilla nodded. "You are the baby of the group, so I suppose I can't expect too much."

"My wildest adventure wasn't exactly sexual, so I didn't use it," Sienna argued.

"Tell us, tell us!" Leslie urged.

"I tried using Matches for dating after Randall and I broke up," Sienna started her story. "There was one guy I was interested in, and we agreed to meet up. I was twenty and couldn't drink, but he suggested we go to a country club he was a member of. They never bothered to card."

"Okay," Jane nodded as she listened.

"We, ah, we ended up sneaking into a wedding reception," Sienna giggled. "We pretended to be cousins of the groom, danced for a couple hours, and even got free cake. He tried to kiss me, but I panicked and pretended my mom called me for an emergency. I left and never saw him again."

"That's great!" Leslie laughed. "Are you in their wedding pictures?"

"There was a photographer going around taking pictures, so probably," Sienna admitted.

"That just leaves Jane," Camilla turned to her roommate expectantly. "Remember, we already know about you blowing Steven in his office."

"I can't believe you told them that," Jane glared at Leslie.

"I can't believe our HR specialist got on her knees at work," Leslie countered.

"Shut up," Jane grumbled.

"What else you got for us, Silver?" Sienna asked.

"You already know I have trouble getting close to people, especially guys," Jane sighed.

"It's incredibly obvious, go on," Camilla urged.

"I wasn't very experienced, and I wanted to try and meet someone," Jane sighed. "My anxiety was pretty bad, so I figured I needed to be someone else. I made a fake account on Matches. Fake name, fake job, everything. I didn't catfish anyone, I used my real photo. I just invented a version of myself who didn't dissociate and freeze when a guy tried to flirt."

"Damn, how did that go?" Leslie asked.

"I met a few guys," Jane shrugged. "We'd meet for drinks, maybe make out in his car. One guy, we stayed in his car in a parking garage for hours. I blew him three times and let him finger me. I had a few one-night stands. And then I'd just disappear."

Jane paused, noticing everyone had fallen silent. The only sounds in the room were coming from the television.

"It was my therapy," Jane explained. "Or, rather, my avoidance. I stopped when one guy told me he was falling in love with me. Well, with fake-me."

"And eventually Steven fell in love with the real you," Camilla said softly.

"And I was too fucking stupid to let him in," Jane sighed.

The four ladies all exchanged hugs, showing each other support with no judgment. It was the darkest part of the night, and it wasn't long before they all slowly drifted off to sleep. Bella had curled up beside Jane, and Sienna was sleeping on her stomach with her butt in the air. Camilla snorted, laughed in her sleep, and rolled over. They were all unconscious by the time Nicole Fischer's infamous nude scene was playing.

~Sunday July 20, 2025~

Camilla sighed in contentment as she slowly woke up. She felt warm and protected. And a little molested, as she realized Sienna was spooned behind her, and the redhead was holding her breast. The sexy Latina wasn't wearing a bra, and only the thin fabric of her t-shirt was between Sienna's hand and Camilla's large boob.

"Sienna?" Camilla whispered, pushing her butt back against the smaller woman.

"Mm, huh? What?" Sienna mumbled, yawning as she woke up. She then sucked in a breath as she realized the position she was in.

Soft light was pouring in through the windows, and the streaming service had continued playing movies in The Forgotten series. Jane was still unconscious, with Bella wrapped around her head. It looked like Leslie had made her way over to the couch and was resting there for the back support. At some point, Sienna had apparently rolled over and ended up holding Camilla. The redhead was shocked when she felt Camilla's hard nipple pressing against her palm. Sienna reacted instinctively, lightly squeezing the tit.

"Are you just going to keep fondling me all morning, or are you going to wake up?" Camilla giggled tiredly.

"Mm, ah, maybe a couple more minutes?" Sienna asked quietly. "I'm really comfortable."

"I am, too," Camilla admitted.

"I never thought about it, but I totally understand the appeal of lying like this," Sienna replied, lightly squeezing the boob in her hand. "These are really fun to hold."

"Guys love titties, lesbians love titties, hell, gay guys and straight women love titties," Camilla grinned. "Moral of the story; titties are great."

"How do you know gay guys and straight women love titties?" Sienna wonders as she continues fondling Camilla.

"Because titties are great, silly," Camilla answered, spinning around until she was facing the redhead. "You couldn't keep your hands off mine."

"Sorry," Sienna looked away bashfully, her cheeks slightly red.

"Don't be, I liked it," Camilla smirked, reaching out until her hand was an inch away from Sienna's bosom. "May I?"

"O-okay," Sienna nodded slowly.

Camilla hesitantly placed her hand on Sienna's breast, making the redhead gasp. The two of them spend a few minutes playing grab-boob, lightly caressing each other while looking into each other's eyes. Unable to resist, Camilla leaned in and pecked Sienna's lips.

"You have very soft lips," Camilla whispered.

"S-so do you," Sienna stammered. "But, ah, we should probably stop. It feels icky to kiss someone while I'm getting really close with Theo. He's gonna be my boyfriend soon, I think."

"Cheating is cheating, regardless," Camilla nodded in understanding, looking slightly uncomfortable, which was shocking. "I, ah, wasn't suggesting we, um, go further. I'm not saying I wouldn't ever want to, ah, shit..."

"We're close friends and this was a little experiment," Sienna suggested. "Let's keep it between us? But, I might have to tell Theo."

"As long as he can keep his mouth shut," Camilla laughed. "We're both emotional after our serious talk last night, it happened. No big deal."

"Right," Sienna smiled. "Thank you, you're a good friend."

"So are you," Camilla grinned. "Although, I did feel like I was just robbing the cradle a bit."

"Shut up, you're only three years older," the redhead laughed.

"And half-a-foot taller," Camilla teased.

"Bite me," Sienna growled.

"Mm, don't tempt me," Camilla waggled her eyebrows.

The two of them held each other for another few minutes, grateful that Leslie and Jane were still fast asleep. Camilla reached up and brushed a lock of auburn hair out of Sienna's lightly-freckled face. The two of them giggled slightly as Sienna's green eyes stayed locked with Camilla's brown ones. Neither of them were willing to speak up and end the moment.

"Fuck, that was definitely gas," Leslie announced from the couch, standing up as quickly as her pregnancy would allow. "I've gotta pee!"

Fortunately, Leslie was too distracted to notice Sienna and Camilla cuddling on the floor.