Carlotta’s life had definitely taken a strange turn lately.
Since her little lesbian incident with Sammi, she had tried having sex with men again. And it did do something for her. So she was starting to arrive at the conclusion that she was at least bisexual. Which was fine, it just came as a shock. The real problem was that she found herself becoming exclusively romantically attracted to Sammi as time went on.
Sammi was her best friend and she was also like a slutty whirlwind. Sammi had always been slutty of course. But recently it was like she went into overdrive or something. Going out on dates with multiple men per week. All of which seemed to conclude in sex.
Meanwhile, she continued to have sex with Carlotta in her spare time.
For Sammi it appeared to be completely casual. Just girls fooling around. They would be hanging out after work. Talking about their day, talking about their love lives. Whatever, just girl talk. And then Sammi would casually ask if Carlotta wanted to have sex. Which she would always answer in the affirmative.
So, it was all very confusing and a little bit heartbreaking. Carlotta was slowly falling completely in love with her best friend. Of course, anyone could fall in love with Sammi. She was completely fucking gorgeous. An absolutely radiant bombshell. But it was also the way she was so proud of being who she was. Just a bitchy, vapid bimbo who was totally uninhibited in her sexuality.
She lived like being young and dumb and sexy and girly was the most important thing in the world. And it was totally, irresistibly intoxicating to Carlotta. She just wanted to be around her all the time.
Sammi was also completely unattainable. The first and most glaring issue was that Sammi really seemed like she preferred men. Carlotta had asked her about it once. She said it was something about the gender dynamic that got her off. She liked to play the submissive role but it was really about her. The way men would do anything for her submission. To feel like they were in charge. When she actually held all of the power.
That had made a sort of sense to Carlotta. She herself tended to be the submissive type in bed but that was more about turning her brain off for a while.
Maybe that was part of her newfound sexual and romantic attraction. The fact that Sammi was just such a power bitch who ate men for breakfast. Whatever the case, there was no stopping it now. She was hopelessly falling for her best friend. A girl who would probably never feel the same way.
For now she just had to share her apartment with Sammi. And endure the non-stop avalanche of pretty boys she brought home to fuck loudly. All while waiting to see if her unrequited lover would want to have sex or not.
It was kind of ridiculous actually. Carlotta had never had trouble getting men to fall in love with her. She might have looked average next to Sammi but she was actually pretty fucking hot. By regular standards anyways.
She was thin with ample curves. Her hair was long, blonde and wavy. Not that it was her natural colour. She had a good looking face with a soft, square jawline. and her makeup and fashion sense were always totally on point. She was a catch. Just not to Sammi.
This whole situation...sucked. She didn’t even want to date other girls now that she knew that was an option. She wanted Sammi. She wanted the incredible vulnerability and friendship that she had with her best friend. But also she wanted her all to herself. Needed her to feel the same way.
...This sucked.
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Carlotta tried to distract herself from her dull heartache at work. One of her regular clients had cancelled at the last moment so she was currently manicuring a total stranger.
A thin, waspish woman with a haughty air about her named Circe.
“Why the long face?” Her mysterious client chirped.
“Oh, it’s nothing. Just...relationship stuff”
Carlotta was feeling vulnerable today. And So she felt comfortable opening up to this stranger. She seemed pretty trustworthy.
“I have a hard time believing a babe like you could be having man troubles. Unless, you’re having girl trouble?”
Carllotta stopped what she was doing and looked Circe in the eyes. That could have been a lucky guess. Or, like. An off hand kind of comment that people say. But there was a knowing look in the woman’s eyes that suggested more.
“...Yes, I suppose it is”
Carlotta could see her fellow beauticians raise an eyebrow at this conversation. Oh right. She hadn’t come out to her co-workers. Or really anyone in general. It had all happened so fast. Whatever, since it had happened casually she could also just come out casually.
“Oh dear, Well” Circe sighed with a bit of boredom “Don’t you ever find yourself wishing...I don’t know, you were her type or something?”
“Yeah I guess. That would be nice”
“Phrase it like a wish”
“Huh?”
“Just do it. It will be cathartic. Trust me”
“Ok then. Yeah, sometimes I wish…”
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