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Born Beautiful

by lionshell©

"Gwen, are you still awake?"

Gwen flipped her book shut as her flatmate and longtime friend strolled into the apartment and closed the door. "Yeah, I'm up. Back so soon?"

Lori nodded. "Pete wasn't actually there to talk about what went wrong with us. He just wanted sex with the ex."

"Ah. Sorry." Gwen was wearing her favorite pair of loose, baggy pajamas with her long brunette hair untied, and had expected to be asleep by the time Lori came back.

Lori shrugged, shaking her short blond hair. "I almost took him up on it, too. I mean, I need it from somewhere, even if it's him. Still, I'm glad I didn't give in."

"You go, girl," Gwen said dryly as Lori plopped down on the couch next to her. She honestly wished she could relate to Lori, but Gwen had never had a boyfriend—or a girlfriend—to begin with. She'd never had sex, either, and for good reason.

Lori laughed. "Thanks, pal. Maybe you're lucky, not knowing what you're missing out on."

Gwen occasionally wished she hadn't mentioned her virginity to Lori. "I masturbate," she said, with a hint of defensiveness.

"Yeah, I just can't imagine how you've never let yourself get down to it with anyone else," Lori smirked. "Seriously, Gwen, everyone else is missing out, too."

"Maybe I just never felt like it," Gwen said flatly.

"All right, fair enough. Still, it's just a shame for me to go to waste too, don't you think? I mean, look at this." Lori said it with a laugh in her voice, standing up from the couch and running her hands over her body. Her short skirt inched closer to her hips as she swayed her round ass back and forth seductively.

Gwen considered, then let herself watch. "It's a terrible waste," she agreed good-naturedly, only then realizing just how true it was. She had to admit, if only to herself, there were times when the fact that they were roommates was all that stopped her from fantasizing about her friend.

Lori's fingers reached for the buttons on her blouse, undoing them one at a time. "I just want to be appreciated," she grinned, turning in slow circles and gracefully moving her body to a rhythm only she could hear. "You appreciate me, don't you?"

"Um, yes." More than she wanted to, Gwen realized. She started blushing. Damn it, Lori was good at this—which was bad for Gwen. "Sit down, Lori."

"It's been a while since I've been with another woman, you know," Lori teased, tossing her blouse on the floor and sliding her skirt up with her hands. "You like women, too, don't you?"

"Yes, but, um, we're roommates, and that would just make things awkward between us, and ..." Gwen hurriedly pulled her book over the crotch of her pajamas and tried to take her eyes off of Lori's beautiful curves.

"Gwen, I'm just playing," Lori said warmly, still dancing sexily as she swung her C-cup bra around her head and tossed it across the room. "Come on and dance with me, pretty lady."

Gwen's heart rate rose, for