𝑫𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 - 𝑻𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝑺𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒕

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Decided to post a morning Chapter
Taylor in this chapter is basically me about a few years ago💀

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Taylor sat at her laptop desk, a cup of tea forgotten beside her. Her brain filled with thoughts of Zoe.

but her curiosity had led her down a different path. She closed her browser and opened a new, incognito window.

'How to be with a woman...sexually'

The list of results popped up, some helpful and others...questionable. Taylor picked the most reputable-looking site and clicked on it.

As the page loaded, she was met with a wealth of information. Tips, techniques, advice -- it was all there.

Gigi's unexpected entrance startled Taylor, causing her to reflexively slam her laptop closed. She whipped around, her face flaming red, her heart rate spiked.

"G-Gigi! You startled me!"

Gigi raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile on her lips. "Were you looking at porn, Tay?"

"N-no! Of course not! I was....I was doing research!"

Gigi's smile widened, clearly not buying it. She crossed the room, perching on the edge of the desk, eyeing the still-closed laptop. "Research, huh? And what kind of research would that be?"

"Oh, you know, just...general research. For a song I'm working on."

Gigi's eyebrow lifted even higher, the skepticism clear in her gaze. But she didn't press the issue further, not yet at least. "Mhm...and why was your research so top secret you had to slam your laptop shut like a teenager caught watching R-rated movies?"

Taylor mentally cursed herself for not being more discreet. "Fine, you caught me. I was...looking at lesbian porn."

Gigi couldn't help but laugh, the sound filling the room. She clapped Taylor on the shoulder, grinning like the cat that got the cream. "Busted."

"You don't need to make such a big deal out of it."

"So, are you planning on having sex with Zoe, then?"

"Zoe hasn't even kissed me or touch me so I figured I'll make a move on her."

"And you think you can just...make a move on her like that? You're not exactly subtle, Tay."

"What's that supposed to mean? You think I can't be smooth?"

"Oh, I'm not saying you're not smooth, Taylor. But you're about as subtle as a sledgehammer when it comes to flirting and making your intentions known."

Taylor pouted, feeling a bit targeted by Gigi's observations. But she took a breath, letting the comment slide. "Okay, so maybe I'm not the most subtle person ever. But I...I haven't had an orgasm in sooo long, okay? And I'm just desperate at this point."

"Damn, girl. I didn't realize it had been that long for you. No wonder you're so desperate."

It wasn't like she was a prude or anything, but between the intense demands of her career and her on-again, off-again relationships, sex had taken a backseat.

"It's pathetic, isn't it? I'm supposed to be this world-famous pop star, and I can't even get laid to save my life."

"It's not pathetic, Tay. You've just been focused on your career, that's all."

"Yeah, my career and apparently terrible dating choices," Taylor grumbled, leaning back in her chair and letting out a huff of frustration. "I swear, every guy I ever get involved with just wants to use me for clout but with zoe she's not like that."

Gigi hummed in agreement, nodding along to Taylor's tirade. She knew exactly what type of guys the industry was littered with - users and clout-chasers, all looking to get closer to fame and riches.

"You really like this Zoe chick, huh?"

"Gigi stop calling her zoe chick"

"Okay, okay, I'll stop calling her 'Zoe chick', no need to get your knickers in a twist."