Chapter 11

“Oh, no, you’re welcome to stay, even join us if you want to. Have you ever done it with another girl, like when you were in school or something?”

Damn Bella and her questions!Stormy felt the heat wash over her face and then spread down her neck and chest. One of the worst things about being a redhead was those damn blushes. “Not really. I don’t even know how you do it.”

Bella had already begun to strip, peeling off her T-shirt and then wriggling out of the skin-tight jeans that hugged her curves like a lover. Underneath she wore a push-up bra and a thong that left little to the imagination. She was built like the proverbial brick shithouse. In spite of herself, Stormy felt a stir of excitement. The raw sexuality the small dark woman exuded carried a potent lure.