Lucy, Sammi, and Ryan sat, cross-legged, looking up at Lorelei- none of them had heard this story before. 

"Well," Lorelei grinned, "if you can all agree not to fight me the next time I want to really blow Naomi's mind, I can tell the story."

After some whispering to one another, the trio nodded simultaneously, albeit slowly. 

Lorelei grinned wider.

\4 Years Ago//////

Lorelei sat in the back room on her break, reading one of the erotic novels from the store's 18+ section. Suddenly, though, she found herself jarred from the experience. "Page 84?" She complained. "Where did the last thirty pages go?" The redhead asked, flipping forward and back throughout the book, finding that past page 55 every page in the book was out of order.

"Son of a bitch," Lorelei muttered. "Hey! Des! Who do I complain to about a book's pages being in the wrong order?" She called.

Her coworker, Desmond, a tall man who couldn't decide whether he wanted his hair black or white, so he dyed it half-and-half. "I dunno," he said in his uncannily deep voice, shrugging. "The publisher?"

Lorelei immediately looked to the back of the book. Sure enough, a logo- a pitch-black flower, over three words in swirling, blood-red script: Black Rose Books. One Google search later, she was on the phone, and a soft, calming voice picked up.

"This is Black Rose Books, Naomi speaking. Would you like to place an order, speak to an author, or lodge a complaint?" She asked, managing to sound conversational even though it was obvious that she was reading from a script.

"Yeah, I have a complaint," Lorelei grumbled, "I have a copy of the third Defenders of the Flag book, and the pages are in the wrong order."

"I'm so sorry, ma'am," Naomi said quietly, "we had a recall of that edition of the book, I have no idea how your copy escaped it. We could send over a copy of the second edition, with the error rectified, but to go through corporate channels will take about a week. Is this alright, ma'am?"

"Call me Lorelei," the redhead grumbled- she wasn't old enough to be called "ma'am" by a long shot, "and no, I'd rather not wait a week to be able to read a book that should already be in stock. I'm pretty sure your offices aren't more than three miles from my bookstore, are you telling me it'll take a week to get something to move three miles?"

"I-if I got it cleared, I could make the switch personally," Naomi admitted, rather nervously, "but that would have to wait for the boss being available tomorrow. Is tomorrow afternoon better for your purposes?" 

"That'd be alright, I suppose," Lorelei grumbled, "but no later than 3, because that's when my shift ends, and then you wouldn't be expected."

((((((Now))))))

Lucy chittered, and Sammi translated the sentiment: "Damn, you were a bitch."

"Guilty as charged," Lorelei admitted. "I've had years of anger issues to deal with, and you know my temper gets shorter when I haven't gotten laid in a while . . ."

Sammi shivered.

\4 Years Ago//////

Lorelei sat behind the register, smirking. There was an absolute babe walking around the store, a box under her arm. A dark-skinned girl, long raven hair, hips that swayed like a pendulum, breasts large enough Lorelei would love to lay her head against them . . . and tease them, and cover them in searing hot wax . . . Lorelei shook her head. She really had to stop having sexual fantasies at work.

Eventually, the young woman made her way to the front register. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a woman named Lorelei . . ."

Lorelei smirked. "Well, you found me, babe. What do you need, my lovely little woman?"

She blushed brightly, thrusting the box forward. "I'm Naomi . . . we spoke on the phone? I'm here to switch out your copy of "Defenders of the Flag: Titania's Jewel" . . ."

Now it was Lorelei's turn to blush. She'd just hit on the girl she'd made things more difficult for over the phone. "I'm sorry . . . I'll go get the defective copy," she muttered, trying to compose herself so she could get this Naomi chick's phone number before she got away.

Once she returned with the book, Lorelei knew what to do. "Look . . . Naomi, I'm sorry for taking you away from work-"

Naomi smiled. "It's alright, Lorelei, this is my day off."

Lorelei winced internally. She'd made this girl bring over a book on her day off. "To make it up to you, how about I take you out for some nachos or something once I'm off work?"

Naomi's bright smile turned into a teasing grin. "You know, if it's a date you want, I'll find something better than nachos."

"Nachos are about all that are in my price range . . ." Lorelei replied sheepishly. 

Naomi laughed, a sound that made it even harder for Lorelei to resist her desire to simply force the girl to the floor and fuck her senseless. "I'll pay. Money is no object when I'm trying to land a date with a hot redhead," Naomi threw down her hint.

Lorelei grinned. She had to step up her game. "Sexy, rich, and coming on to me? There just has to be a catch. Still . . . even though I know you're probably gonna harvest my kidneys, there's no way I can say no."

((((((Now))))))

Ryan fake retched, and Lucy had to contain her laughter. "And Lucy called me smooth," Sammi commented.

Lorelei laughed. "Yeah, I had ways of picking up chicks."

"Chicks who already wanted you," Sammi countered.

"Way number one," Lorelei responded with a shit-eating grin. 

\4 Years Ago//////

Lorelei hadn't eaten at a restaurant this upscale in a long time, and she was on edge- rich and judgemental people everywhere, and she was sitting across the table from this girl who she was highly attracted to. She felt extremely out of place in her work uniform, a green polo shirt and a pair of vaguely dark jeans.

Still, Naomi was very good dinner conversation, and pretty much pulled her out of all that. By the time the date was over, Lorelei has an idea.

She had Naomi drop her off at home- only fair because she had picked her up from work, and her bus probably stopped running this late- and grinned.

"Thanks for the nice time, Naomi . . . mind following me in? I feel I should give you something to pay you back," Lorelei purred, trying her best to keep her excitement out of her voice.

"You don't need to, but . . . alright . . ." Naomi said quietly, following Lorelei into her apartment. One step . . . two . . . three . . . and Lorelei slammed the door shut, throwing herself into a passionate embrace with the dark girl, holding her down onto her couch and kissing for all she was worth.

Once the redhead came up for air, something about the simultaneously timid and aroused look in Naomi's eyes, combined with the single greatest kiss she'd ever received . . . an idle part of her mind wondered what that skilled tongue would feel like in her neglected pussy . . . Lorelei almost lost control. 

As Lorelei wrestled with the decision of whether to act on her desires or not, the dark-skinned girl made up her mind for her with a pout and a single word: "Tease."

((((((Now)))))))

"And I think I'll spare you the details," Lorelei grinned.

The three pets stood up in anger. "BULLSHIT!" Sammi yelled as her taller companions chittered. "Give me all the details, I need DETAILS, girl!"

Lorelei looked at her fingernails with a smirk. "As I recall, you didn't tell me what you did with Naomi when you were telling your story," she said with the rumble of a laugh in her throat. 

"That's because she's engaged to you now!" Sammi yelled defensively. "It'd be in really bad taste to tell you everything I did with your fiancé when we were dating!"

Lorelei opened her mouth to speak, but Sammi cut her off again. 

"And before you say we don't need to know about your sex life, we're a part of your sex life," Sammi fumed.

Lorelei grinned. "Frankly, Toy, I don't need to tell you shit," the redhead laughed, walking away from the cage.