" Besides I thought,scrambled eggs, sausage, and biscuits were getting really old every day,a girl... GUY, I mean a guy! Can only take so much. Where ...he hell didthat come from? Am I starting to see myself as a girl now? I mean I knowI am but... Ugh this is going to be a long day already.Mentally berating myself I continued on with my omelet, and Pop seemingin a good mood for not having to cook, headed back to the bedroom. Aboutthe time I was finished and setting the plates out they both came. Then Amy floored me “has Mona mentioned doing a part-time job?” she asked. I didn’t answer. “I am working Friday night for two hours when Stan goes to the pub with his mates” she added. I was gobsmacked. But as she was my best friend I told her about working on Sundays. She laughed. “It is ok I suppose if you get yourself off” she said. God, we were so alike she and I. “I call one hole the suck hole and the other the fuck hole” she said. I just laughed.The next two weeks were the same as the. I put my elbow and started squeezing her boobs over nighty. She kept smiling looking at the TV. I slowly slipped my hands on her thighs. She jerked for a minute. She started shivering. I felt her thighs for some time and suddenly she said, “Take off your hands.”I was embarrassed. I took and she stood up walked into my room. After 3-4 minutes, I got a text from her in Whatsapp.Sahana: What were you trying to do?Me: I’m sorry. I lost control.Sahana: Just a while back, you were having romantic. Its Andrews fantasy that gave me one of the biggest orgasms I'd had in a while. I'd also had a dream that involved me, Andrew and a double ended dildo so you can imagine what kind of sexually frustrated state I was in. I decided that today would be the day when we reenact Andrews's fantasy for real.I rummaged through my bedside drawer and pulled out a pair of stockings. I check they have no ladders or holes searching around for my suspender belt. I decided to wear a pair of red crotch less.