"Her face turned deadly serious. "What are you saying?" she asked.What was I saying? Hadn't I just said it? "What I'm saying," I told her carefully, "...s that I am not looking for a relationship with you. We just had a day of fun together." You don't want to go out with me?" she whispered, her tone conveying danger just under the surface."No," I said. "What happened between us just kind of happened. I didn't intend for it to go any further than that. Can't we just be friends?" Friends?" she. "Yes, we are in a dry spell, maybe we can help each other get out of that." Sara replied. I was not sure what she meant by that. I mean do women have dry spells? I thought women could get laid any time. And she was an attractive woman. The next day I went to Sara's to help her move boxes and make some money. She was dressed in shorts and a tank top, no bra. I was enjoying the view of her pert tits, plenty of side boob action. We worked hard for several hours then decided to take a break. Sara. Both had jet black hair, but there the similarity ended. Jazzy was tall and skinny, all arms and legs in the black tank and gray miniskirt. Elaina, on the other hand, was short and buxom. She was not fat, but her ultra-wide hips and ample rear gave her a pear shape that only her pretty face and seductive moves could balance. The two did appear inseparable though, bodies locked together at the abdomen like Siamese twins.Elaina's face was buried between Jazzy's boobs and her hands held the other. "It's almost six o'clock. You should get ready to go home."I opened my eyes to see her beautiful, shining face hovering over mine.The room was dimly lit by the last rays of light from the setting sunthrough the bay window. It framed her angelic face in glowing, yellow-orange halo. My heart and soul swelled with love for my wonderful friendand teacher. I smiled and said: "Thank you, Mandy," as my eyes welled upwith tears of happiness. "You're the best friend ever!" I sat up andpulled her.