one way or another

Lola

Dane was asleep, all right. Lola sighed with relief. Of course, he wasn't alone, but she didn't budge the two.

She thought it would happen, sooner or later.

Lola nursed her bottom lip and she slid off her bra. She was tired. Mainly of sitting and listening to endless phone calls. She knew it was a pretty pathetic Valentines day. Not that she'd mentioned it to Dane. But she at least thought he would have gotten her flowers.

"Oh yeah.." She said under her breath staring at the soft floral sofa in the room. Dane didn't work. Basically, he was useless, but he was a good prop to all her friends and family that she had a boyfriend. Too bad, she couldn't stuff him in the back of the closet and get him out when she needed him for holidays and going out with friends. Even then, it was a hard sale, trying to make everyone believe how happy she was, when she wasn't.

She slipped off her skinny black jeans, as well and her slip on black sneakers and got comfortable on the couch. Except someone was on her pillow. Lola fretted a bit, but no way was she going to disturb them.

Still, she wondered what she'd say tomorrow when she and Daisy were in the kitchen, or folding laundry.

Lola nursed her bottom lip as she fumed, thinking the couch was too soft. Nobody could sleep here, but Dane. How many times had she kicked him off this couch when he was slumming?

He was quite aggravating. Why did she put up with his shit? She got up in a stomp and went to Daisy's room. She had to sleep somewhere.

Damn, if Daisy's room was more of a hotel room than somebody's room. The sheets were neatly tight, a dime would bounce off the mattress.

She pulled back the comforter and got in. She was only in her black bikini undies. It was nice to have the whole bed to herself. She smiled, yeah she couldn't have asked for a better Valentine's day present.

If only she was up to having a little fun herself, Lola was too tired for sex. Besides, she was in Daisy's bed. She turned to her side, closing her eyes, thinking Daisy was so exotic. She could probably win Miss Korea.

Lola shook the thought of wanting to be anywhere near Daisy. Finally, she whelped, thinking she was the worst human on earth. She put a pillow between her legs, waiting for the thirst to pass. She knew she needed sleep, not sex. Still she couldn't remember the last time she received real comfort.

She thought of texting her old roommate Crystal, but she was off in Paris with her French boyfriend. They weren't exactly playmates(Lola and Crystal). Although, there were those times they'd had some fun when they were both drunk .Of course, neither said they remembered a thing.

Lola remembered. A smiled curled up at the thought of Crystal finger fucking her while her wild kisses only left her wanting more. Lola gritted, thinking it was all a lost cause now. Her best friend had a boyfriend. And the guy who was suppose to be her man was with the roommate.

She couldn't help but cry herself asleep.