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Who: Megan Jones and Claire Runcorn
What: Megan needs to talk to her best friend…
When: September 21th, beginning of 6th year. Saturday morning, 10am.
Where: The Owlry
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Megan was ready to gnaw her own arm off! She hadn't been so randy in her entire life. She had slept next to Hannah, if you could call it sleeping, and had to fight with herself constantly not to molest her friend in her sleep. Even once she had sobered up, it wasn't easy!
Since then she hadn't had a minute alone. Everyone from the sleepover went to breakfast together. It seemed that "what happened at the sleepover, stayed at the sleepover" because no one discussed what had happened the night before.
Ginny and Heidi were…strangely tense around each other but Megan hadn't had a chance to find out why. Not that it was a high priority, because what she really wanted to do was sneak off to the loo to get some relief!
It was not to be. Fate seemed to be conspiring against her because she couldn't get a minutes piece. She had looked for Claire at breakfast but didn't see her. Probably for the best, she didn't need Hannah getting jealous again.
Walking to the Owlry, she knew of a way to find Claire quick. Looking around, after having selected and owl, she reached under her skirt and took off her drenched panties and wrapped them in brown paper. They had been so wet that she saw tiny strings off arousal drawn away when she took them off. Megan groaned pitifully at the sight and sensation.
Taking a slip of parchment, she penned a quick note. We need to talk! After slipping the note inside, Megan wrote Claire Runcorn on the front of the package. Handing it to an owl, she saw the bird take off immediately and fly toward the lake. |