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BMS 10

Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

back. Keep quiet." Nicole monologued over-dramatically, breaking into a smug smile when she finished. "You guys seriously don't know how to whisper." "Ugh." I moaned, throwing my head back into my hands. "Hey, it's not so bad." Nicole said comfortingly, putting her hand on my shoulder. "Why not?" I asked her, peeking my head out from my hands. "Well, for one thing, I got both regular and sour cream and onion." She said triumphantly, holding up two bags of chips. I chuckled. "Good call." I said. "My place?" She asked me, smiling. If I didn't know any better, I would've thought I detected hope in her tone. "Sure. Why not?" I answered happily. Her smile grew wider as she started the car. "But keep your shirt on." I winked at her. "Right. You've seen your share of tits for the day. I forgot." She retorted, giving me a wink of her own. "Oh, shut up." I weakly, yet playfully, responded. She gave a little laugh and started driving. "Why are you so okay with Megan and I now, anyway?" I asked her. "When we were together, you hated it. Now, you're practically giddy knowing that I fucked her." I didn't mean to use such harsh language, but it kind of spilled out. I think I was starting to adopt to Nicole's way of talking around her, like I was another me around her - a type of me that felt comfortable being open and swearing. "It wasn't her. I just don't like it when you're in a relationship. Especially a BS-y one." She answered. "You can't tell, but you were a lot more serious and ... dramatic when you were with her. It wasn't any fun." She made a mock pouty face towards me. "Eyes on the road." I told her dismissively. "What about you? Your attitude towards Phil today was... interesting, to say the least." She only lowered one eyebrow in response. "I'm guessing you two are Splitsville too?" "Oh, totally." Nicole answered immediately. "I don't know why the hell I thought this relationship would be different. Guys suck, no offense." She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. I felt like she had more to say. "Go on." I told her. "Huh?" She asked me. She reached a red light and looked at me quizzically. "It doesn't sound like you're done." I told her. "Like you have more to say." "Phil's a bad kisser?" She joked. "Lucky I won't ever find out." I joked back. Nicole certainly was a master at making me feel at ease with certain themes. "But do you want to say anything else?" She chuckled uneasily. "Not want, no." She said. "If you want to say anything, say it." I told her. "But I won't make you say anything you don't want to." Nicole nodded with a smile, then fixated her gaze back on the road. A few minutes of silence, besides the Wham! playing on the radio, filled the car before she broke. "I can't deal being around Phil. I don't wanna. It makes me feel... weird. Uncomfortable." "That's understandable." I said sympathetically. "So what are you gonna do about it?" "I'm quitting Student Council." she said, tensing up and trying - failing - to hide the look of sadness on ...