I slid to the tile floor and wrapped my arms around my knees. Maybe this was nothing. Maybe I was just imagining it.I threw up the next morning.Nope, ...asn’t imagining it.I called Darlene to cancel my morning and got dressed. I tied my hair up since I didn’t have time to brush it, and washed my face, brushed my teeth and practically ran out of the apartment. I took the elevator down, my foot tapping impatiently when I felt the second wave of nausea hit me. I slapped a hand over my mouth and held. She has the best room and the softest bed ever. I pulled my shirt up and unzipped my pants, pulling them open a bit to let me tummy cool. Julia watched me do it with interest, her eyes drifting down my body."What?" I said to her."You know what that makes me want to do to you. You're toying with me."She was right, I did know. And, she'd asked me before and I didn't want to. But, for some reason I was feeling sorta "fuck it" about it today. Maybe it was the heat, or I was just horny, or maybe. I looked at her. "I'm dead." |=-+-=|"Yes. Several of the subway cars in front of you knocked the electricalrail out of alignment. Combined with the ice that had formed on the othertracks, your subway car basically ripped itself off the tracks and ...fell."I had had ... so many plans. And so many things I had never done ..."I know."I looked up. "You can read my mind?" Sure. Haven't you guessed who I am, yet?" Well, if I'm dead ... Jesus Christ!" I. Sometimes I hear them having sex and that makes me feel even more eager to taste sex for myself.Because of the hunger I feel, and partly because I don't want to lose him, I've let my boyfriend go further and further over the last week or so. And this has made me yet more eager to become a proper woman. I don't know whether he does it to make me feel jealous, but I've seen my boyfriend looking at other girl's bottoms, sometimes openly flirting with waitresses in restaurants, and then after a row.