"You guys go and get Dave and Jack" said Emily "Paul and I'll go and get Victoria. We'll meet you at Victoria's. Alison, you're in charge."
"Okay" said Alison "Come on, gang, let's go."
Angela and Ben headed off with Alison towards Dave's house, while Emily and Paul turned in the opposite direction.
"We could have stuck together" said Paul.
"I wanted to talk to you alone" said Emily.
"Sounds ominous" said Paul.
Emily smiled "No, not ominous, I was just wondering - how would you feel about sleeping over sometimes?"
"At your place?" asked Paul.
"Well, more specifically, with me" said Emily.
Paul regarded Emily closely "Are you serious?" he asked.
"Yeh, I mentioned it to mum, she might not mind, she might let us, you know..." said Emily.
"Wow!" said Paul "I'm not sure if... well, mum wouldn't approve that's for sure."
"We wouldn't need to tell her" said Emily "Mum'd cover for us, just say we're having a sleepover. I mean, there's no way your mum'd be suspicious if my mum said it was okay, she'd never imagine she was letting us sleep together."
Paul walked in silence for a short while, ruminating. How things could change in such a short space of time.
"I... it'd be great!" said Paul "If you really think we could get away with it."
"We wouldn't need to get away with it, mum'd know, it'd be okay" said Emily.
"What about Alison? You share a room" said Paul.
"Yeh, still working on that one" said Emily.
"I don't mind" said Paul.
"You don't mind?" said Emily "So, you're all hot for Alison is that it?"
"And you" said Paul, with a laugh.
"You're already hard thinking about it, aren't you?" said Emily accusingly.
"No" said Paul defensively.
Emily made a grab for the front of Paul's trousers, but he danced backwards. She made another grab and Paul twisted aside with a giggle. Emily giggled too as she grabbed his arm and made a third attempt. Paul wrapped an arm around her and hauled her off her feet, lifting her skirt at the back. Emily shrieked as he smacked her panty clad bottom.
"Paul!" she protested "We're in the middle of the street!"
"You started it" he said, smacking her again.
"Truce! Truce!" she yelled.
Paul put her down and she grabbed the front of his trousers again. She felt a distinct lump and she had no doubts about its identity "I knew it!" she said.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Changes last made on: Tuesday, July 31, 2018