Re: Leslie → Chelle
Chelle smiled at Leslie, returning the kiss and trying not to think about how much she liked it. It was just a game, right? Nothing to get worked up over. She could ignore the images that flitted through her head, fantasies about deepening the kiss, about letting her hands wander over the girl's body... About doing this with a certain blonde seated not far from her.
When Leslie pulled back, she was disappointed, but she hid it well, telling herself it was no big deal. Leslie wasn't even really the girl she wanted to be kissing. Not that she really wanted to kiss a girl, of course.
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