She wasn’t exactly the most popular, she wasn’t picked on or bullied or anything but she wasn’t talked to/about much either. XXX The way Amethyst looked at Anna made her feel like a piece of meat in a butcher window and she didn’t like it at all. Amethyst knew exactly what her friend was going through, having gone through that phase before; she stroked her arm for a few minutes, smiling warmly. All these questions burned in her mind like a thousand hot pokers, confusing her and accounting for at least 90% of the awkwardness. Anna pushed Amethyst back to her bed, ripping off their tops and straddling her, kissing her so hard, their lips hurt, Anna’s new-found lust overflowed as she ground her crotch down on Amethyst’s abdomen, bra cups rubbing over each
