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Monday, February 2nd, 1998“Happy birthday!” Becca said as she backed Tracy up against a shelf of books, their soft lips coming together instantly. Tracy felt her girlfriend’s tongue slip into her mouth and greeted it with her own. She knew they shouldn’t be doing what they were doing, but ever since she had met Becca during her sophomore year of college, she had never been able to say no to her. They were now more than halfway through their junior year and the chemistry was as good as ever.Becca placed a hand on Tracy’s tummy and tickled her waistline gently. Tracy rested her own hands on Becca’s shoulders, holding the other girl closer to her as they continued their passionate kissing. “Not here,” Tracy softly whispered in between kisses.Becca’s lips left hers, giving her a nice little love bite as she did so. She kissed her way down from Tracy’s chin to her neck—there was a little spot that only Becca had found, and it always drove Tracy crazy. She lowered her head, putting her nose into Becca’s purple hair and sighed loudly as weeks of sexual frustration began to well to the surface. She and Becca hadn’t gotten to see much of each other lately. Between Tracy’s basketball practice, both of their jobs, and school, they couldn’t find any free time.Tracy felt the other girl’s hand slip inside the waist of her pants and begin to toy with the elastic of her panties. The tension inside her body grew as the temperature between her legs skyrocketed. She had to hold out, she had to resist. She gripped her lover’s forearm gently and held onto it.“Not here,” she repeated softly.Becca pulled away slightly, assuming a mock-expression of hurt feelings. “Awww, why not?” she asked playfully.Her eyes were so seductive, so alluring, Tracy had to look away. “Because, this is a library,” she finally managed. “I work here. I could get fired.” During her freshman year in college, Tracy had been one of the lucky few to land the plum job of working in the library—the job every girl on campus wanted. How she found time to do that and play basketball was anyone’s guess.“Exactly,” Becca said, still not dissuaded as she leaned in for another kiss. Their tongues met once more and Tracy felt her will power cracking again. “It’s a library at ten o’clock at night,” Becca continued, “absolutely no one is here.”“Right,” Tracy agreed. “And you’re not supposed to be here either. I could get in big trouble just for that,” she argued.Becca seemed to realize that Tracy was serious, so she backed off. “All right, I’ll let you work then,” she said, kissing Tracy on the nose. “Hurry up though, I have a birthday surprise waiting for you at my apartment.”Tracy giggled. “I’m almost done. I can be there in about thirty minutes or so.”Becca held Tracy’s hands for a moment, and the two gazed at each other with the expression of a young couple in love. They kissed quickly once more and then Becca turned and skipped out of the library, leaving Tracy alone to shelve books.Thirty minutes later, Tracy let herself into Becca’s apartment with her own key. As soon as she walked in, she was greeted to the cliché refrain of “Surprise!” by about five friends including Becca. Tracy grinned goofily, having been caught totally off-guard. The living room was decorated with a cheesy “Happy Birthday!” sign, and some of the girls had even donned childlike birthday party hats.“You said you had a surprise, but I didn’t know you were throwing me a party,” Tracy said to Becca, the grin still on her face.“Well,” Becca started, “I wanted to do something for you, but I knew you weren’t Ankara bayan escort real big on parties… so, I just invited some of your closer friends.”Tracy nodded and glanced at the others in the room. These were certainly her closest friends. Aside from Becca herself, Tracy’s lifelong best friend and roommate, Heather, was there, as was her other close friend from high school, Mitch. Three of her basketball teammates were there as well. Two girls, Mollie and Hillary, were both sophomores. They had all played together since they were freshmen and the three girls had grown close over the last two and a half years. The third basketball girl was Sadie. Sadie was only a freshman, but Tracy had sort of taken her under her wing and she had been quickly accepted as part of their little group of friends. Tracy wasn’t sure what it was about Sadie that she liked, but she felt the girl reminded her of herself, when she was new.The night’s festivities commenced with a round of Jell-O shots. Tracy wasn’t much for drinking liquor, but she could handle Jell-O shots with the best of them.“I like my Jell-O shots just like I like my women—” Becca started.“How’s that?” Mitch questioned. “Green and loaded with vodka?”Becca laughed. “Hell no, I mean, strong and sweet.”The small get-together got underway and Tracy began to relax in the company of her friends. She listened as they joked and told stories. After nearly an hour, she noticed that Sadie had drifted away from the group and was now sitting alone in the living room, on the couch. Tracy approached and sat down next to her.“How ya doin’?” Tracy asked playfully.“Pretty good,” Sadie said, unconvincingly.“Just relax, enjoy yourself,” Tracy tried to encourage.“But that’s just it,” Sadie replied. “You all have known each other for years. You have all these great stories and lots of experiences together. I just feel out of place.”Tracy laughed and casually put a hand on Sadie’s back. “Trust me, you’re not out of place. You wouldn’t be here tonight if you weren’t one of us.”Sadie was quiet for a moment and then said, “So, you were born on Groundhog Day?”Tracy nodded. “Sure was,” she agreed. “My mom told me once that she was glad I didn’t see my shadow the day I was born, because she didn’t think she could keep me in for six more weeks!”Sadie laughed and Tracy could tell the girl felt more at ease.“Now, come on,” Tracy prodded, “Get in here and have a few more Jell-O shots. Becca made a ton of these things.” She stood up and reached out, taking Sadie by the hands. She raised the other girl up to her feet.“But, I have class tomorrow,” Sadie protested.“Oh, poo,” Tracy replied. “We all have class tomorrow. You only live once!”At about midnight, Mitch became the first to check out. He yawned in an overly-dramatic fashion. “I think I need to call it a night,” he said. “I have an eight o’clock class tomorrow morning that I can’t miss.”Mitch hadn’t been gone long when Becca made a suggestion. “We should play a game or something,” she said as she glanced at each of the other party guests in turn. “Sounds good,” Hillary agreed, “But what should we play?”Becca motioned towards Tracy. “Birthday girl gets to pick,” she offered.Tracy attempted to wave off the responsibility. “It’s after midnight, my birthday’s over.”“Bull shit,” Becca argued, “It’s not tomorrow until we wake up.”Tracy thought for a moment. “Trivial Pursuit, then,” she suggested. “It’s my favorite game.” Tracy had always been a natural at Trivial Pursuit. Pointless facts clung to her Escort bayan Ankara brain in a fashion she couldn’t explain. She had been a fan of the game her entire life, as it had always been a favorite of her fathers too.“Of course it is,” Mollie joked, “You’ll kill the rest of us.”Five minutes later, the board was laid out on the coffee table, the game pieces had been selected, and the trivia cards were ready to go. The small group of girls gathered around, taking seats on either the couch or the floor on the opposite side of the table.“Hey, I have an idea,” Becca said, a curious look on her face. “Now that Mitch is gone—and it’s just us girls—why don’t we make this a little more interesting.”“What do you mean?” Hillary questioned.“I mean…” Becca hesitated a moment, “I think we should make this a game of strip Trivial Pursuit.”Heather burst out into a fit of laughter. “I’m in,” she said through the giggles.Mollie balked. “No way, I’ll be naked in five minutes.”“No, no, no, let me explain,” Becca continued. “Here’s what we’ll do. You only remove a piece of clothing if you miss a question on one of these triangle spaces.” As she spoke, she indicated the appropriate spots on the board. “That way, we all have a real fighting chance.”“Okay, let’s do this,” Hillary agreed, false bravado in her voice.Sadie shook her head, “I don’t know, I mean—”“Oh, come on,” Hillary argued, cutting the younger girl off. “We see you in the locker room all the time, you’ve got nothing to fear. You’re amongst friends.”Sadie still looked hesitant.“It’ll be fun,” Tracy said with an encouraging smile.Tracy’s vote of confidence seemed to win Sadie over, and she leaned forward, ready to begin the game.An hour later, they were deep into the game and had built a rather large pyramid of empty Jell-O shot cups. Just as she had predicted, Mollie had been the first to disrobe completely. Heather was stark naked as well, except for her socks (for the record, she had already removed her socks, but put them back on because her feet were freezing). Hillary had fared much better, and was still in her bra and panties.Becca was topless, but still had her panties on. Tracy was wearing a bra and her jeans. Sadie had matched Tracy question for question, and was still wearing her bra and a pair of jeans.“Okay, Tracy, here’s your next question,” Becca stated. “What three Godfather cast members were all up for the Best Supporting Actor Oscar?”Tracy thought for a moment. She loved movies. She loved old movies. “Well, Al Pacino of course, and probably—oh, that guy that’s in that movie we’ve been seeing commercials for—it hasn’t come out yet, The Apostle—what’s his name—Robert Duvall.”“How the fuck did she come up with that?” Mollie said in stunned disbelief.“That’s two!” Becca chided. “Who’s the third? She’ll never get this,” she added the last part under her breath.Tracy thought hard for a moment. “Oh, I can see him. He’s that guy that’s in the John Wayne movie that my Dad loves so much, but I can’t tell you his name to save my life—I give.”“James Caan,” Becca said, filling in the final name.Tracy looked incredibly frustrated with herself for not knowing the actor’s name.“Okay, you’re choice,” Becca stated. “Which will it be, your jeans or your bra?”Tracy sighed as she stood up, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans as she did so. The other girls clapped and applauded at the sight of Tracy’s long and luscious legs.By 2:00 AM, the pyramid of empty cups was even taller, and the game was finally won by Tracy, who managed to maintain Bayan escort Ankara her panties. Becca, Heather, Mollie, and Hillary all completed the game sans clothing. Through clever maneuvering on the board, Sadie had managed to retain her bra and panties both, but in the end, where Sadie had been playing to keep from getting naked—Tracy had been playing to win, and thus, she had.Mollie and Hillary sensed that it was an appropriate time to leave. They whispered in each other’s ears for a moment, and then gathered their clothes, dressed, and made their way for the door, holding hands and giggling. They had obviously had quite a good time.Heather started dressing as well. “I think I better head out too.” Still topless, she approached Tracy and gave her a hug, and a quick kiss on the cheek. “Happy birthday. See you back at the apartment.” She put her T-shirt on and stuffed her bra into her purse. Twirling her panties around on the end of her finger, she quietly slipped out the door.This left Becca, Tracy, and Sadie alone. Sadie put her jeans back on, and then her top, as if she was preparing to leave as well.“Don’t feel like you have to run off,” Tracy encouraged. “Becca and I will both be up for another hour at least. You can stay a while if you’d like.”“I probably shouldn’t,” Sadie countered. “I’m sure the two of you want to be alone or something.”Tracy waved it off. “Don’t worry about it, I want you to stay… really.” She said the words with a slight emphasis, and as she spoke, she glanced at Sadie with a meaningful look. She wasn’t sure if the younger girl interpreted it correctly, but it seemed to convince her that she didn’t have to immediately leave.Becca opened up the refrigerator and took out yet another tray of Jell-O shots. “There’s one tray left that we didn’t get to. If we all have a few, we can get rid of most of them, I think.”Tracy took one from the tray and gulped it down without hesitation. Becca offered the tray to Sadie, who glanced down and sighed. “Oh, I know I shouldn’t, but…” and without another word she took one as well.Sadie sat back down on the far side of the couch, where she had sat throughout the Trivial Pursuit game. She was now once again fully clothed. Tracy had simply slipped on a pair of soccer shorts and a tank-top, minus a bra, while Becca had donned her favorite Metallica T-shirt, and a pair of soccer shorts of her own.Tracy sat down on the middle couch cushion. She stretched her arm out over the back of the couch and turned to face Sadie, as if to interrogate her.“So, did you have fun tonight?” she asked.Sadie nodded her head. “Yeah, it was a blast. I love hanging out with you girls. So much better than sitting alone in my dorm room.”“Oh, yes, I remember the dorm room days,” Tracy admitted. As she spoke, Becca plopped down on the other side of Tracy. She pulled her feet up under her, sitting cross-legged, and turned to face Sadie as well, sort of peeking at her from over Tracy’s shoulder.Sadie shook her head and put her hands to her face.“You okay?” Becca asked with a laugh.Sadie nodded. “Yeah. That last Jell-O shot just hit me. Not used to so much alcohol in one night.”Becca snickered. “Oh girl, stick with us and you’ll be an old pro in no time.”Sadie chuckled. “That’s what I’m afraid of!” she said through her laughter.“Better have another one,” Becca offered, reaching to the coffee table where she had set the final tray. She grabbed two of the shots, keeping one for herself, and passing the other to Sadie.The three friends chatted a bit more. As they talked, Becca started massaging her girlfriend’s back. Every once in a while, she would plant a kiss on Tracy’s shoulder, or perhaps the back of her neck. Then, another kiss right at the spot where her neck met her shoulder. When she did that, Tracy had been in mid-sentence, and she momentarily lost her train of thought completely.
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