Wolf Woes

Chapter 8: Big Date and Even Bigger Secrets (pt 2)

Hope quietly opened her door after dropping Josie off at her dorm. It was still early by her aunt's standards, but on the off chance she had gone to bed early, she snuck in silently.

"Why are you sneaking into your own dorm room?" Penelope asked. She was sitting on Rebekah's bed next to her aunt, already in her pajamas.

"Don't you have your own dorm room to sleep in?" Hope asked playfully.

"Yeah, but my roommate's a drag. Yours is awesome," Penelope grinned.

"Why thank you," Rebekah gushed dramatically.

Hope shook her head at them with a smile on her face. She tossed her purse on her bed and went to the closet so she could hang her dress up. She looked down at the ripped seam with a chuckle, then pulled the dress over her head leaving her in just her bra and panties.

"What happen to your dress?" Rebekah asked as she crawled off her bed. She took the dress out of Hope's hands and inspected it carefully.

Penelope full out laughed when she saw the dress. "Josie happened."

Hope and Rebekah looked at Penelope questioning.

"I guess I should have warned you," Penelope chuckled. "Josie's... How can I put this nicely? Impatient. If something's in her way she will remove it the quickest way she can."

Hope looked at the dress and smiled as she remembered just how it became like that. "I would go with eager."

"Did she siphon from you while you were making out?"

"Yeah."

"Headrush, right," Penelope said.

"Major headrush," Hope smiled goofily.

"That's all nice, but what about the dress?" Rebekah insisted.

"Honestly Auntie Bex, you'd think you never ruined a dress," Hope jested.

"Not on purpose," Rebekah pouted.

Hope chuckled at her, "Josie promised to fix it."

"Good. Right she should."

Penelope laughed again. "Get used to it. Josie's adept at magically removing clothing. Not everything is fixable."

A sudden feeling washed over Hope as though someone had just dumped a bucket of water over her head. "I'm getting the feeling she's adept at more than just magically removing clothing." She moved to the bench at the foot end of her bed, still in just her bra and panties, as uncertainty washed over her. She looked up at Penelope with a horrified look on her face. "What if I'm horrible at it?"

Penelope rolled her eyes and then got up. She went to Hope's pajama draw and pulled out a shirt and pants. She handed them to Hope and sat down next to her. "Honestly, very few people are perfect at it at first."

"She's right," Rebekah chimed in from the closet. She popped out and went to sit on her bed.

"See," Penelope nodded. "Everyone is different and what make them swoon is different. Part of the fun is learning each other's happy spots. I've had two lovers, Josie and a girl before I came to school. Josie was completely different than Wendy."

"I've had dozens of lovers," Rebekah said. "Some of them I loved, but some were just there when I needed someone. The best ones were the ones I loved. We could take the time to explore each other. Sex is always better with an emotional connection."

"Yeah it is," Penelope said sadly. "You have one advantage the rest of us don't. You are literally emotionally connected to Josie. That and she is very vocal about what she wants."