The drugs soon made themselves felt. Reiko lit a cigarette looking at this blonde, whom she couldn't stand five minutes before, lounging on her couch. She couldn't believe Kaat agreed to try drugs. She seemed so prudish, so wise, a nice little girl in line. Reiko enjoyed flirting with her precisely for this reason. To push her into these entrenchments, see where her limits were.
Kaat had first the head that turned to her then she felt invincible. She had become her own heroine, she wanted to go out on the street and fight the first comer.
"Come on Reiko let me do it! I want to be like you, I want to have your strength, I want to understand the pleasure you take in kicking ass, I want to understand you.
- "Yes, I was going to tell you, for the time being we'll be waiting here quietly for you to come down, we'll see about the fights later."
Kaat crossed his arms on his chest, pretending to pout. Reiko burst out laughing, for the first time since she knew her, the blonde saw the pariah laughing. And his defenses fell into this crystalline, almost childlike laughter. For once she allowed herself to be open to someone, she allowed herself to be nice, to be herself.
Kaat rose in joy, victorious of having made the outcast laugh. But sat down almost as quickly. As a building being destroyed, her fall was chaotic and uncontrolled. She found herself a few centimeters from the pariah. She stared at her without saying a word with her mouth half open.
"How beautiful you are." She ends up saying.
Reiko smiled in the corner and approached her, softly, like a feline about to attack his prey. The blonde withdrew until her back was against the leather of the sofa. The prey was trapped. The pariah placed her arms on each side of the young woman to make sure that she did not run away and kissed her. Kaat first froze for a while and then the drug took over, whispering in his ear that tonight she was free, that she could do whatever she wanted. She then replied to the kiss of the pariah.This one, feeling the cooperation of the young woman sat on her knees. She first began with caresses, then by laying burning kisses on the blonde's body. They undressed each other on top, between two torrid breaths.
But suddenly Kaat was panicked and murmured:
"I've never done this with... "
Reiko understood very well what she was talking about. She was not the first straight woman she converted. To silence her, she kissed her more and more.
"Don't worry, I don't care. Everything will be fine."
Kaat let himself be, diving back into the atmosphere, dancing under Reiko's fingers. The night took place quietly outside, the humid heat of the summer enveloping them in this more so impersonal hangar. They eventually became one. Shapeless, sweaty, soft, groaning, beautiful mass. The perfume of each one deposited on the skin of the other. Under the flickering light of the only lamp Reiko had, two women discovered their bodies, discovered their true feelings, their true faces. Almost innocent fingers following the lines of a tattoo, experienced hands, following the curve of a breast.
When the action ends, the excitement comes down, drugs with it, she was now looking for their clothes in the pile that had formed at their feet. Once dressed, Kaat went to sleep in the bed and Reiko remained on the couch on which there were still traces of their frolics.