Lauren and Camila

January 30th, 2015

"Boys do suck, you know that?" Lauren slightly slurred as she stumbled back to her dorm room, her arm slung over Camila's shoulders and her shoes in hand. She'd been returning from a fraternity party and had been lucky to run into Camila down in the lobby of her building. Lauren had, as usual maybe had one drink too many. Not to the point of being sick but definitely to the point of being a little silly and needing to be put to bed. Camila was happy to oblige.

"They do, huh?" Camila smiled as she got Lauren inside the door of their room.

"They do. You never know if they're any good in bed and if they're not then you can't just ask them about it and it makes the whole getting laid process very, very aggravating." Lauren said, peeling her dress up and over her head. Like most of her party nights, Lauren had again chosen to wear some fairly sexy undergarments. This time a matching plaid combo. Camila, who's crush hadn't gone away, was luckily a good enough friend so that when she saw her friend awkwardly and drunkenly strip, it struck her as silly, rather than sexy. Lauren got to her bed and, giggling, pulled Camila down on it with her.

"Let's have sex!" Lauren blurted out, giggling. Camila just looked at her friend, blinking once to make sure she'd heard correctly and then laughing.

"Ok, drunky, that's when we know you've had too much." Camila tried to extricate herself from her friend's clutches.

"No, I mean it. Hot lesbian sexy sex." Lauren continued, planting a kiss on Camila's forehead. Camila rolled her over onto her side and lay her friend down, Lauren's grip was tight, however, and Camila wound up falling with her, winding up in a spooning position.

"We totally should do it." Lauren kept at it, although her voice was now a clear mixture of alcohol and sleep, far more than anything serious.

"Tomorrow maybe." Camila laughed. Her daydreams had definitely never been this ridiculous and, thankfully, she found Lauren easy to resist.

"We will. We're going to wake up and totally do freaky stuff to each other." Lauren kept Camila's arms around her tightly, enjoying the cuddling even if her drunken overtures were being denied.

"Whatever you say." Camila snuggled up tighter, they'd slept like this in the past, when Camila had been so broken up over Abby and Camila certainly didn't think of it as being sexual. Even now that she was definitely feeling an attraction to her friend.

"I mean it you know,' Lauren turned back to look at Camila "I've always thought I might experiment in college and you're the hottest, bestest girl ever and you should totally do dirty things to me."

"Tomorrow, Lolo. You have drunk breath tonight."

"Mmmm, tommorrow." Were the last words Lauren said before drifting off to sleep. Camila curled up next to her friend, laughing a little at her antics but, much to her chagrin, there was that little, small part of her, in the back of her mind, that she'd been trying to keep pushed down, that wondered if Lauren had meant what she said. If she would wake up the next day and want to have sex. And Camila wondered what she'd do if that happened.

Camila got very little sleep that night.