The one she’s been all girly-giggly and head-in-the-clouds about for weeks. Right?’ ‘I—well, I hope so. Or else she’s really been leading me...on.’ *** It had been a spark across proxies and routers that I never thought was possible. A silly little IRC banter one winter night, with just another anonymous line of bytes masked as human response. We talked about nothing, about everything, about the sheer pleasure of sharing a nexus across the dead of wire and digital modulation. A blink of an eye. It was calm. It was right... both girls knew it.Moll opened her bag and slid over as Barb held open the flap to her snuggle sack and moved over. There was a cuddle, an embrace, and a kiss. There were ever so soft whispers in the dark and there were touches; many, many touches. Both girls had known boys, both girls had enjoyed penis in various places around their bodies. Both girls had known the joys of self-love; rubbing on themselves at night in the dark or in the shower or in private places,. Her fear and her imagination had made it seem bigger than it really was. But as it moved around to the side of the bed nearest her, she realized that it was nothing more than a large dog.No, not a dog. A wolf.It immediately licked the closest of her hands, perhaps by way of greeting. Lauren felt the fear drain from her, to be replaced by the same peace and solitude that she felt with Audrey. The two of them were alike in some way that she could not fathom; there was some kind of connection. Not that she minded, Tony had seen her naked, more than once. Fiona showered, then Ellie. They sent Tony in while they dried themselves. He was quick, very quick. They were still wrapped in their towels as he emerged from the shower room. The girls sat on the bed and applied their makeup. Fiona took a deep breath, let the towel drop, and put her knickers on. Just plain silky black ones, from Marks and Spencer. Her cunt was waxed, a Brazilian, so just a small “landing strip” but it meant Tony.