The Rush pt. 2
A few days later, Melanie was walking a few doors down to her best friend Carissa’s house. She and Carissa (or Kissa, as Melanie frequently called her), had known each other since they were toddlers, but they’d been fucking each other even longer than Melanie and Kayla had. They’d started when Melanie had first started lactating when she was only a “teeny-bopper”, barely in Training Bra’s. They’d not really known what they were doing, but Melanie had cherished the memory. They’d even dated for awhile a few years ago, but Kissa preferred guys; Melanie had been her only girlfriend, ever. Melanie on the other hand didn’t prefer guys or girls, it made no difference to her. As long as they didn’t judge her and could satisfy her, she didn’t really care. Melanie got to the …