Mind Games and D.I.D

43. Amour, let me...

Over the next three hours close to a hundred people turned up to the party. It had gotten too insane and at half past eleven, Ferrie looked up to see a familiar face walk through the door.

"Ron! Have you come to celebrate with us too?" She screamed, feeling happily to see him. He shook his head.

"Party-ending duty tonight, Ferrie," he stated simply.

"Ron, no!"

"We've had multiple noise complaints, so this all needs quieten down now," he replied. Ferrie nodded back.

"Okay. I understand you're just doing your job," she accepted as she got up to turn off the loud music.

"Thank you," Ron smiled, then went onto have a quiet chat to a few others and break up the party.
As people started leaving, Steve headed to his room in search of something, retrieved a small thin gift-wrapped box and made his way back out in search of the soon-to-be birthday girl.

"I know I'm a little early, but happy birthday!" He smiled as he offered Christine the small gift. She glanced back at him from the quick tidy up of her and Shannon's belongings as they prepared to leave.

"Oh, Steve... you didn't need to get me anything!" She replied feeling surprised but accepted the gift anyway. Steve shrugged.

"It's just a little something to make your favourite activity little more pleasurable..."

She smiled sweetly at him as she unwrapped it to find a sturdy silver-coloured pen with a wide comfortable looking black gel grip. She smiled in amazement as she vaguely recalled complaining to him about her pen a few weeks earlier.

"Studying?" She snickered at him. "Thanks, Steve. I love it," she responded genuinely and pulled her arms around him for a quick hug.

"You're welcome," he smiled, feeling satisfied in her response before watching her and her partner leave.

"What was that about?" Ferrie asked curiously from the other side of the lounge, not feeling concerned with moving herself. Steve glared back at her before shrugging.

"Just a little something for a friend."

"Oh," she nodded slyly back at him before he hastily slipped outside with a pack of smokes in his hand.

Later, the next day at Christine's home, Shannon had just arrived to see her again and greeted her with a quick kiss before heading to her bedroom. Shannon walked over to the small plain wooden chair at Christine's desk and dragged it to the door, jamming it under the handle so the door could not be opened as Christine sat down on the end of her bed.

"So, what do we have planned?"

"I plan we go to dinner... but I mus do somesing first," she uttered seductively as she sauntered up to her.

"Mmh?" Christine mumbled as she kissed her. Shannon pushed at her gently and Christine shuffled up her bed then laid back, with her head on the pillow. Shannon was then on top of her, with her hand finding its way down to slid under the front of Christine's jeans. She gasped as Shannon then pushed her hand all the way into her jeans. Christine began to breathe faster, and her heart raced as she felt Shannon's fingers exploring. Then it stopped. She watched as her girlfriend brought her hand up and put two fingers in her mouth, then pulled them out slowly with a smirk.

"I always know you will taste good..." she uttered softly then moved her way downwards.

"Would," Christine near-breathlessly corrected her.

"Ah, you would taste good," Shannon corrected herself while undoing the button and zip on her girlfriend's jeans. She grabbed each side of the jeans and underwear simultaneously, then tugging them down and sliding them off with ease. Christine gasped, keeping her knees together shyly as Shannon sat before them. She then placed a hand on each knee.

"Amour, let me..." she pleaded gently.

"I'm shy..." Christine replied softly. A smile snaked across Shannon's lips.

"You don't 'ave to be. No shame, you know" she smirked, gently prying her legs apart and moving in for the prize. Christine quietly gasped as she laid back again. When Shannon's lips touched her, she let out a much louder than expected moan, then quickly covered her mouth with both hands, attempting to make as little noise as possible so that her dad or Prang wouldn't hear. Shannon was very skilful and knew exactly what she was doing and would easily admit to the thorough enjoyment with giving such a gift. She would have been content with doing it all night too but recalled them having reservations at a restaurant and soon pushed herself back up.

"Ah, we mus go. But I jus 'ad to do zis first."

"Okay," Christine panted lightly.

"Do jou 'av a vibrator?" Shannon asked curiously and pushed Christine's underwear back up her quivering knees.

"No..."

"I know what I can get for jour gift."

After Christine made herself decent again, they walked into town. Shannon took Christine by the hand and led her into her new favourite sex shop. They were browsing the buzzing toys when they heard a familiar voice from behind them.

"Afternoon ladies," greeted a cheerful male voice. Christine gasped as she turned around to confirm who she dreaded it to be.

"Steve! What are you doing here?" She asked, feeling mortified. He held up two pornographic DVDs.

"Topping up my collection. You?"
Christine couldn't answer him, even though he had been so apparently forthright. So Shannon spoke up.

"I am jus buying Chris a birsday gift."

"Nice... oh, this makes my pen look boring as shit! Would you like me to get you anything else, Chris?"

"No, your pen is fine!" She replied awkwardly. "Thanks, though,"

"Alright," Steve laughed it off as Shannon plucked a small vibrant pink vibrator off the rack.

"How about zis one?"

"Sure," Christine accepted without looking at the product she had picked out, and just feeling eager to get out of the situation with Steve watching them.

"Super," Shannon responded as she walked past Steve to the cashier.

"Have fun you two..."

"That's the idea," Christine responded as she walked by him, then stopped to glance back at him.

"Happy birthday," he smiled, tugging her in for another hug. Christine smiled and relaxed into his comforting embrace for a few seconds before gently pushing him away.

"You already said that!"

"Oh, you're right. But now it's actually your b-day, so I can say it again."

"Let's go. Au voir, Monsieur!" Shannon said after paying for the item.

"Au voir, Mademoiselle," he responded charmingly in her native tongue.

"I'm coming!" Christine called back as she followed her out of the store.

"I imagine you will be!" Steve retorted cheekily to her as she exited the store. He laughed as he watched Christine glare back at him in near disgust as the blacked-out door closed after them again. Then once they were gone, Steve glanced down at the DVDs he'd picked up. He scrunched his nose up and dropped them back on the shelf, then peered over to see the guy behind the counter just glaring at him.

"Nevermind, I've got an internet connection for that!" He chuckled and strolled out of the store again, getting back onto the tobacco-restocking mission he had been on before coincidently spotting the girls in town.