----- Thursday morning

"Ouch! What the fuck?"

The tiny little girl had kicked me in the balls with her tiny little bare feet. It felt like someone had flicked their finger at them and it wasn't a nice thing.

"Get up, Sammy!", she said.

"Why?"

"You're snoring."

"I don't snore."

"Yes, you do."

"Well, I don't have any control over snoring. That hurt!"

"It was the only way I could get your attention." She was standing, naked, her red hair in a mess down past her shoulders. Her balled up fists were resting on her hips.

"But I was asleep. A state I wish to return to very soon. Why are you so six inches tall?"

"Don't you like your girls to be smaller than you now?"

"Not that little. What do you want?"

"I have something to say."

"Can't it wait? It's early. I had a rough day and a late night."

"You brought this on yourself."

"And just how did I do that?"

"You didn't have to go see Zoe."

"I had to find out what happened. You should have told me before."

She started kissing my balls. "What're you doing?", I said.

"Making up for kicking you."

"It's going to take a lot more than that to make up for what you did."

"Well someone has decided to forgive me."

I looked down as she was hugging Mr. Happy; and he was growing.

"That doesn't mean anything.", I said.

"Right. You guys always think with your dick. He speaks for you."

"He does not. He has a mind of his own. Now, stop that."

She kept up her caressing of my dick and balls using her whole body to squeeze, massage and generally make sweet love to Mr. Happy. He was now as big as Samantha.

"Why are you doing this? You don't even like guys."

"I like you. And I like Mr. Happy." she said, hugging him with her arms and legs.

"Cut it out. You're a lesbian. Zoe told me all about it. And about why you left me too."

She stopped her ministrations. For a second I was heartbroken. She walked up to my face and gave me a sweet, little, six inch tall pixie kiss.

"Is it true, Sammy?", I asked.

She bowed her head. "Yes," she said, "it's true."

"Who talked you into doing it?"

"Darknose14."

"I know that. Who is darknose14?"

"Beats me. You're the computer geek. You should know."

"I'm not a geek!"

"Ok, ok. I'm sorree, sheesh. Whoever it was, they knew you."

"You could have told me before."

"Could I?"

I thought about that for a moment then said, "I guess not. I miss you."

"I miss you too, Sammy. I didn't realize how much. Your songs. They made me ... They made me sad."

"But they were happy songs."

"We were happy. I wasn't."

"You were wrong."

"About what?"

"About so many things. About living. Or not living."

"I was wrong about you and I couldn't live with myself. You have no idea how I felt."

"I would have forgiven you."

"I couldn't forgive myself."

"What about Zoe?"

"What I did to her was just as bad."

"How do you think she feels? Do you know the spot you put her in?"

"I regret that."

"Regret? Holy fuck. She has no job. Your parents used to pay the rent but no more. She's between a supernova and a black hole. She's fucking two feet tall, for Christ's sake!"

"Don't tell me you're not a geek -- supernova, ... black hole, ... fuckin' geek. And she's two foot four inches. "

"See, that's freakishly small."

"Watch your mouth!"

"I didn't mean it that way. Look, if anyone has a right to say something like that, it's me."

"You were sensitive about your height."

"No shit."

"I didn't understand until I started shrinking myself. I was even shorter than Zoe."

"She told me. I talked to your father too. He told me what happened."

"That's all gone now; in the past. I wish I could do something about that -- live my life over, you know?"

"Yeah. We all do. What about the baby?"

This little, nude, pale skinned redhead right in front of my face broke down and started crying. I struck a big, raw nerve with that remark. After a few moments she composed herself enough to say, "You have to make up for my mistakes now, Sammy."

"Oh? You're going to put that on me? Real classy, Sammy."

"Hey, it pains me more to ask you this than you'll know. You talked to Zoe. Now you have to take care of her. There's nobody else."

"I know, damnit. I'd have probably done it even had you not asked. You know that, don't you?"

"You're so good. That's why what I did to you was so bad."

"I'm not that good. I'm just a sucker."

"And I'm so sorry. I have to go now."

"Will I see you again?"

"No. Never again."

"Don't go. Please don't leave me."

"I have to. Good bye, Sammy."

"Good bye, Sammy.", I finally said with a tear in my eye.

"Sam. Sam!"

"Mmmmmph."

"Sam! Wake up."

"Huh?"

"Wake up, Sam. You're talking in your sleep."

"I am?"

"Yes, you were."

"What was I saying?"

"You were saying good bye and don't leave me."

"It must have been a dream, Kaycee."

"You're sweating. Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm ok."

"Maybe I better stay home with you. You looked pretty shook up last night too."

"No. Go to work. I'll be fine. What time is it anyway?"

"It's ... four thirty."

"Oh, man. That's too early."

"Well, I'm up. I won't be able to go back to sleep now."

"I'm sorry to wake you, Kaycee."

"Aw, honey. It's all right. Maybe I can make you feel better."

"How?"

"Like this", she said as she reached her hand into my underwear and took a hold of Mr. Happy.

"Whoa! I'm wide awake now."

She giggled and started undressing the both of us, what little we had on. She kissed my chest then worked her way down. By the time she reached Mr. Happy I was definitely one-hundred percent awake. She was working it good when she stopped and looked up.

"So, who was six inches tall?"

"I don't know."

"Yes you do. You were talking to Samantha, weren't you? I heard the whole conversation."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. I was talking to Samantha."

"She was six inches tall?"

"It was a dream, all right?"

"Whatever you say."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Dreams mirror our subconscious."

"So?"

"So, what you secretly wish for is Sammy to be six inches tall."

"I do not."

"Maybe it's a metaphor for your life?"

"What? No.", I said indignantly.

"Do you want to be six inches tall?"

"Ugh, whatever."

"Have you ever wondered how small we'd become if it weren't for the meds, Sam?"

"Nineteen inches."

"That's pretty specific. Where'd you come up with that number?"

"That's how tall Sammy was when she killed herself. Ok?!"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"Yeah, well, I had a bad dream."

"How did you know?"

"Know what?"

"How tall she was."

"Zoe told me."

"Oh my gosh. Wasn't she on the meds?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"She stopped taking them."

"Why would she do that?"

"I don't know. That's what Zoe said, ok? Zoe stopped taking meds for a while too."

"How tall is Zoe?"

"I don't know. Two and a half feet tall. Smaller actually. Two four."

"Maybe it's possible then: we could all shrink to six inches. Heck, I didn't think anybody could shrink down to even nineteen inches but there she was. Where will it stop? If she were alive would she still be shrinking?"

"I don't know."

She stopped talking and stared for a while.

"What's wrong?", I asked her.

"Nothing. I was just thinking."

"About being six inches tall?"

"Yeah."

"Seriously?"

"Yep. I was thinking what that would be like. I mean think about it. If you were six inches tall you'd be about the size of my breasts."

"Almost. Don't get me wrong, your breasts are nice and plump but I don't think they're six inches big anymore. Maybe before you caught the virus." I held my hands apart to what I thought were six inches. "Yeah, I bet they were that big. They're still magnificent though."

"Wouldn't you want my magnificent boobs to be as big as you?"

"No."

"I could put you on the table then lean over so they loom over you."

"You're really getting into this, aren't you?"

"As you reach up for them I'll stand up taking them out of your reach."

"That's my life's story."

"And when you're not looking, I'll lean over again and let them fall on top of you. Squashed by a giant pair of boobs! What do you think of that?"

"I might be dead but I think I would have died happy."

Kaycee laughed and shook her tits on front of my face.

"Hey!" she said, "I had a thought. You'd be like this tall." She held her hands apart as I had just done. "But to Julie six inches is like what, the size of her fingers?" She held her thumb and index finger apart, like measuring two or three inches.

"Hmm. That's about right. I think her areola alone are six inches."

"You'd be the size of her her dark spots, Sam. Oh, she could totally squish you with those jugs." Kaycee laughed.

"Like a wrecking ball. Bigger, in fact."

"How do you two do it, Sam?"

"Uh, not much different than everyone else."

"Oh, come on. Your sizes are too different."

"You mean like sticking my whole arm inside of her?"

"Oh yeah. That's so kinky."

"Well. Ya gotta do what ya gotta do."

"You love her?"

"Yes."

"I won't come between you two, as much as I want you, Sam. Just remember me if things don't work out."

"I'll never forget you."

"Even if I shrink to six inches?"

"I hope you're not contemplating stopping the meds."

"What if I am? I wouldn't have to worry about being so horny when you're not around."

"What about when I am?"

"Then I'll jump on this big ole dick of yours."

"I hate to break it to you: it aint that big."

"It is for me. Especially when I'm six inches tall."

"I don't want you that small." I whined.

"Oh, I see. You're the one that wants to be six inches. Cool. I could carry you around between my boobs."

"No! I don't want anyone to be six inches."

"I disagree. I heard you in your dreams. It's what your subconscious wants, Sam. It's trying to tell you something. It's trying to say, 'I want to be doll sized.'"

"You only heard half the conversation."

"What did she say, Sam. Huh?"

"Kaycee, stop with the dream, please. I had it hard enough yesterday, then I had the bad dream. I'm not up to this."

"Was it that bad?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No. Maybe later I will."

"Ok. Do you want me to pretend to be six inches tall?"

"No."

"Alright. Would you like me to stop?"

"Yes. No, Kaycee. Just be patient with me today. I tell you what; let me do this for you, instead." Then I got up, put her on her back, scooted her down to the edge of the bed and started kissing her feet.

"Ooo, that's good." she cooed. I kept up kissing her piggies until my tongue had covered every square inch of her feet at least twice. And then, you guessed it: I started my way up.

"Oooooh.", she moaned. I love it when they do that. And did I ever mention that I love a great pair of legs. Kaycee has a great pair. No, they're not as big and long as Julie's. Kaycee's, by contrast, are short, very short, yet pretty well proportioned, a little thin maybe, and tanned. A lot darker than Julie's but then Julie is kind of pale -- not overly, alabaster-skinned, pale; just not very tanned.

Julie always seems to have a little bit of stubble here and there on her legs, but Kaycee's are perfectly smooth. I suppose Julie just has so much more to cover and, well, she grew so fast that the razors are comically smaller than what she was used to. In many ways, Julie is still acclimating to her newfound swollen dimensions. Do you think I have thing for legs? Nah.

I'm not used to covering so little skin in such a short time though. I find it hard to believe just how much more skin Julie has compared to Kaycee. This meant I can take my time, and I did. It was still early in the morning so I could afford to do this. I made it up to Kaycee's neatly trimmed bush, spent some time there then went back down her legs. I sucked on her toes again then back up. To say she was ready for finishing off when I came back to her pussy would be like saying she was ready to hop off a burning stove. I lapped up on her sweet little cunt and she came twice before pushing me off.

Then she got on her hands and knees and we went at doggy style again. I couldn't last too long and when I was spent I collapsed on the bed next to her. I always enjoy the time right after sex when we're spending time together without talking. Just being.

We lay silent for a long time enjoying being next to each other. I thought about being six inches tall. I wondered why she brought that up. Did she get off on that? She seemed more like she'd like to be the big one but she did mention herself being six inches so maybe it was the other way around. She can't be right about my subconscious telling me that's what I want. Can she? One thing I know for sure: I don't want to shrink down to nineteen inches. After many minutes of silence she got up.

"Where're you going?"

"Breakfast."

"Aren't you going to get dressed?"

"It's my place. Why would I do that?"

"Oh no. I knew it: you spent too much time hanging around Cindy."

"And you need to stay like that too."

"Naked?"

"At least until Bonnie wakes up."

"Oh, now I see your plan."

"And what could that be? Hmmmm?" she said, her eyes looking skyward.

"You want me to do her again."

"So?"

"Tell me something: are you a voyeur?"

"Maybe."

"You're not taking into account Hal. What do you suppose he'll think of all this?"

"Hopefully he'll leave her."

"What do you have against him?"

"He doesn't treat Bonnie right."

"In what way?"

"Well, he doesn't have sex with her."

"So?"

"So, she needs it."

"Are you just saying that because you're horny all the time?"

"I am not."

I stared at her with a face that said, "Oh really?"

"Ok, so it's the meds."

"But Bonnie's not on the meds."

"What if I told you Bonnie caught the virus?"

"She did?"

"No. I kind of half wish she did."

"Why?"

"So, we'd be closer."

"You're not close enough?"

"I don't know. She's my best friend. She's the only one that doesn't ignore me."

"She's not the only one."

"She's still my bestie."

"I can understand that. Are you afraid Hal will take her away?"

"No, or maybe. But she still deserves some sex once in a while."

"She's her own girl. If she wants to date Hal you should respect that. He's not that bad a guy."

"He ... he ... he berates her."

"How?"

"I don't know. He calls me names."

"That's you. Not her."

"But I'm her best friend."

"Like what does he call you?"

"Like little sweetheart."

"That doesn't sound bad to me."

"I hate that."

"You hate sweetheart?"

"I hate little."

"Oh. Kaycee, I'm going to tell you a secret: you're little now."

She frowned.

"People are going to say things like that. They don't mean anything by it. It just comes spilling out of their mouth naturally. I told you about Zoe, right?"

"Not much."

"I told you she was only two feet and four inches tall, didn't I?"

"Yes."

"You know what the first thing I thought to say when I first saw her was?"

"What?"

"You're such a cutie pie."

"Did you say that?"

"No. I'm sensitive to those kinds of words. But most people aren't. You have to let it go. I'm sure Hal had the best intentions. Do you really want to derail what they have?"

"No. I want her to be happy."

"Hal makes her happy."

"Except for, you know."

"And you want me to make her happy that way?"

"She likes what you do."

"Okay. And..."

"Ok, yes, I do like watching."

"Aha. I knew it. Can I ask why?"

"I just like seeing her with you."

"Because we're both your friends."

"Partly."

"Then what else?"

"Because of your size differences."

"I figured. Do you get off on that."

She started turning red. "Yes.", she said.

"So you really do want to be six inches tall."

"No, not really."

"How about nineteen?"

"We could certainly get that small. Don't you understand? Samantha was that little so it's possible, even for you. That's what makes thinking about it so sexy. Because it could happen."

"You want to be that little?"

"I want you to be that little."

"So, you want it to be like it was before, when you were taller than me."

"I want to see you have sex with someone bigger."

"Like you?"

"Like Bonnie."

"I bet you'd like to see Julie and me, huh?"

"Oh God, yes, Sam. That would be epic."

"You can always come visit, Kaycee."

"Except I'm afraid of Julie."

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

"She'll be jealous."

"I doubt it."

"She could pulverize my butt."

"She wouldn't dare. You have just about the cutest tush I've ever seen. I'm sure she'll respect that."

"Oh, stop it. You know what I mean."

"To tell you the truth, Kaycee, I'd be willing to bet that she'd fall in love with you. She'd probably want to get you in bed herself."

"Me with Julie? I don't know. I've never done it with another girl before."

"With all that was going on at school, you mean to tell me that you were never approached by another girl?"

"I, uh, well yes I've been asked."

"But you never did it?"

"N-no."

I cocked an eyebrow at her and said, "And you never considered doing it?"

"Well, maybe I've thought of it."

"Ok."

"You want me to say that I'm bi, don't you?"

"No. It's just that there was so much of that going around that I find it hard to believe that any girl at Drumford hasn't tried it at least once, if not a hundred times. And really, if I'm being honest, well, I was jealous."

"Aw, you didn't get much in school, did you?"

"No. But I'm making up for it now."

"No, now you're boasting."

"No, I'm giving thanks."

"And Julie is cool with all that?"

"Yes, and I'm cool with her doing it with others too. An open relationship, I guess you could call it."

"Perhaps you're just too small for her and she needs more."

"I won't deny that. But its reciprocal. As long as she still wants me around, I still want her around. And you could be part if that too."

"I'm guessing that she gets hit on all the time."

"I'm sure. Although I think she's too intimidating for a lot of people."

"I think I'd be intimidated."

"If you met her I'm sure you'd change your mind."

"You really want me to come see you, don't you?"

"I don't expect you to drop everything and make a trip to the east coast, Kaycee, no. However, if you find yourself out my way and you don't stop by to see me I'll never forgive you."

Kaycee smiled. "Ok." she said. "I'll promise if I do go out that way I'll look you up. Especially when you get to be nineteen inches tall."

"I'm not sure that'll happen. Well I hope not."

"It could."

"Do me a favor and stop saying that. It's depressing. Remember, if I can shrink that much, so can you."

"I don't care. At this point I'm already little. If I get any smaller it won't make any difference."

"Yes, it will. You'll have an even harder time reaching things on shelves, for example."

"I rely on Bonnie. It's not a factor."

"You won't be able to drive."

"Longer pedal extensions."

"Your head will only come up just above Bonnie's knee. Or anyone else's knee for that matter. You'll be in a sea of knees when you go out."

"I don't see where its any different than the sea of legs I encounter in a crowd now."

"You'll look up and all you'll see is crotches."

"You mean like what you see with Julie?"

"Precisely."

"And is that so bad?"

"What if they're wearing a skirt and no panties?"

"Julie doesn't wear panties?"

"You'll have to come see yourself."

"Oh Sam, you're so naughty. You know, I never thought of that. You could be on to something here."

"You're teasing me now."

"Maybe I am and maybe I'm not. Wouldn't you want to be even smaller, Sam?" she said, snuggling in to my chest. Yep, she was teasing.

"No."

"You'd be waist level to me. How much is nineteen inches? Ha, I just realized you'd be even below my waist."

"See? And you're already little. Hell, I'd have to look up just to see Julie's knees."

"Wow. I want to see you that small next to Julie, Sam."

"I knew that's where you were going."

"God that's so sexy. You're getting me hot, Sam. Keep talking dirty."

"I'm not talking dirty, I'm talking reality."

"That's what makes it so sexy." she said, right before giving me a hug and kiss. Then she broke off and took me by the hand and ran out to the living room dragging me along.

"What're you doi..." was all I could get out before she had me in another lip lock out in the middle of the living room.

"Oooooh! Mmmmm.", she moaned. "Oh, yes." she said grinding her hips into mine. We were standing in the middle of the living room dry humping.

One thing was for sure: she was turned on again. The meds were really working on her. I don't know why she had to be so loud though.

"Shhh. Kaycee, you'll wake Bonnie."

"So? You'd like that, wouldn't you? Don't you want her out here? She towers over you, Sam. It would almost be like Julie. I can only hope to get the chance."

"It wouldn't be good for me to do it with Bonnie again."

"It's too late. Besides, you don't have to fuck her. It's only oral sex."

"Oh boy, what I could say to that."

"Oh, come on, Sam. I know you want to. I want you to and she wants it."

"You just want to see a show."

"So? I can imagine she's Julie and you're six inches tall. Ok?"

"Whatever. You'll have to go to work before she gets up though."

"Let's wake her up."

"Aw, Kaycee."

"Come on, let's go jump on her bed."

"She might get mad at us waking her."

"Are you afraid of the giantess?"

"Yes."

"Good. Let's go." she said, dragging me by the hand again. I could have fought more. Maybe I did want this. Hell yeah, I did, but I didn't want her to know.

"Hey, hey, what's going on?" Bonnie yelled, as two little, wild, naked pink forms jumped up and down on her bad. "What's gotten into you two?"

"It's Sam, Bonnie. He's going to be nineteen inches tall."

"I am not." I shouted. "And neither are you. We're going to keep taking the meds."

"Guys!" Bonnie said, "Stop arguing. You're going to give me a headache. What're you talking about?"

"Do I have to spell it out, Bonnie? We're fantasizing."

"I should have known. In case you didn't know, Sam, Kaycee does that."

"I've noticed. Right now, Kaycee's having delusions of miniscule. I'm just coming along for the ride, apparently."

"You're loving it, Sam." Kaycee replied. "Look, Bonnie: his thingy is hard again."

"So, Kays, Sam is nineteen inches tall now?"

"I'm not nineteen inches tall. Will you stop saying that?"

"You could be." Kaycee reiterated for the umpteenth time.

I threw up my hands and rolled my eyes. "Fine!" I said, "I'm nineteen inches tall. What do you want me to do?"

"Crawl up her leg."

Bonnie laughed.

"Oh stop enjoying this so much, Bonnie. So, how am I supposed to do this exactly, Kaycee?" I asked.

"Like what we did earlier."

"Oh, that. Ok."

I kissed Bonnie's toes then started tasting them.

"Ooooo. So that's what it's like to have someone crawl up my leg. I like it."

Bonnie was still topless and I wanted to go right up her leg, past her vagina, and kiss her little boobies. But those legs were much bigger and longer than Kaycee's and it was going to take a lot longer. Kaycee was kneeling next to Bonnie on the bed, watching intently. I figured I would give her a show so I went at it as sloppily as I could. I let my tongue wander lazily up Bonnie's leg partway, then go back down lower on the other leg. I continued this way going back and forth between them, slurping and lapping. Bonnie started humming.

When I finally made my way to her pussy I bypassed it like I wanted to and settled on nibbling on her pert little nipples.

"Ooooo." she squealed. I had caught her by surprise. Kaycee laughed and clapped -- she was enjoying the show. After playing with her tits I went back down kissing and nibbling all the way to her stomach and below. She was topless but still had her panties on. I made a big show of grabbing them between my teeth and pulling. I got them off with just my mouth, my hands caressing her legs, but it wasn't easy even though she lifted her hips. I had to switch from one side to the other, pulling each side down a few inches at a time until they got past her knees.

I licked my way up one more time and when I reached her pussy yet again I dove in, this time making a "brbrbrbrbrbrb" sound with my lips as I motor-boated her pussy lips. Bonnie was moaning at this point and Kaycee was laughing hard, holding her belly. They were both having a real good time.

I kept it up for a little while until Bonnie finally had to force me off. My face was soaked with her juices and when I looked over to Kaycee she pointed and laughed so hard that she fell off the bed.

"Oh my God, are you alright?" Bonnie exclaimed.

I jumped off real quick to help Kaycee.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Oh, Sam, you two were so good."

"I'm just glad you're alright." I said. "Be careful next time."

"I will." she said, still laughing. She grabbed me by the sides of my head and kissed me.

"Mmm. You taste ..."

"Sweet?"

"I don't know."

"That's Bonnie you taste. You should try it."

"No. I don't think I'm ready, ... we're ready, for that."

Bonnie was relieved to see Kaycee was fine and lay back. "Whew!" she said. "That's one helluva way to wake up. Thank you, guys."

"It was my pleasure, Bonnie." I said, and looking over to Kaycee I added, "And I do believe it was Kaycee's pleasure too."

"Let's eat." Kaycee shouted.

"It's too early, Kaycee. I need to go back to sleep."

"Seriously, Bonnie?"

"That was tiring."

"Sam did all the work."

Bonnie was up on her side leaning on her elbow. "Alright." she said, then she started getting out of bed.

"Sam, get up. Stand next to Sam, Bonnie."

"Ok." Bonnie said and we did what Kaycee asked. Kaycee was ecstatic.

"Oh, look at you two."

I rolled my eyes. Then Bonnie said, "Wait. Let me get something."

Bonnie went rummaging through her closet and came out with the same pair of red heels she had put on a couple of days ago. After donning them she stood behind me real close. Her snatch was in my neck as the back of my head rested in the area below her belly button. Kaycee had another laughing fit and was rolling on the floor this time. I'd have been embarrassed but to see Kaycee having fun I figured it was worth it.

I craned my neck around and up to look at Bonnie as she looked down on me. I gave her a smirk.

"This is too good. Wait!" Kaycee exclaimed. "Stay just like that." she said before running off.

"Where's she off to now?" I asked Bonnie.

"Who knows. Maybe she wants to wear her heels."

"Great. Just what need, two giantesses."

Instead, Kaycee came back with her smart phone.

"Oh, no you don't!" Bonnie rebuked.

"Oh come on, Bonnie. I won't show this to anybody."

"Kaycee," I said, "if you take it then it WILL get out on the internet. Trust me, I know these things."

"No it won't. I'll keep it safe."

"What if hackers get to it."

"I'll take it off my phone. Please. Please guys. It'll just be for me. I'll never show it to anybody."

"If Hal ever gets his hands on it we'll be through, Kaycee."

"I'll tell you what I can do: I'll just take a picture from your waist down."

"I see." I said. "Her face will be out of it, but not mine."

"I'll be the only one to see it, Sam."

"And some day in the future you'll blackmail me."

"No, I won't. I promise."

"Fine." I said. I couldn't believe I was going to let her do this. They say there's one of me born every minute.

We heard the clickety-click sound a smart phone makes when it takes a picture. Then another and another.

"Kaycee," Bonnie said, "that's enough."

"Okay."

"Let us see it, Kaycee."

She tapped the phone a couple times then turned it to face us and showed us the pictures. She swiped through the second and third ones real fast.

"Kaycee!" Bonnie exclaimed, "You said you weren't going to get my face."

"It was a mistake. I'll cut off your face."

"You'll cut off above my waist."

"I'll cut it off just above your boobs, ok?"

"No, they'll be able to know it's me."

"Hal hasn't even seen your boobs yet."

"He will."

"You're so sure of that?"

"Well, yeah."

"Ok, ok. I'll do it."

Then she put her phone away. How was Bonnie ever going to know that she edited them? Of course, my face would forever remain in that picture -- two of us naked, one nearly twice as tall as the other. It was comical, I must say. But totally scandalous.

"Let's go, Sam. We need to leave sleeping beauty here to get her beauty rest."

I turned around to give Bonnie a kiss on her tummy. She picked me up to give me a proper kiss.

Clickety-click!


----- Later that morning

Kaycee fixed omelets for breakfast. They were good. Even Bonnie got out of bed to eat. By this time her panties were back on and her heels off. Kaycee made the two of us stay naked though like she threatened earlier that morning. I'm going to have to keep her away from Cindy from now on. I'm sure Cindy will wear off.

I hadn't told either of them of my day yesterday. Kaycee asked as we ate.

"So, Sam, are you going to tell us what you found out yesterday?"

"It's a long story. Are you sure you have enough time?"

"Give me the condensed version."

"Ok. Samantha was a lesbian. She slept with me on a dare by someone who knows me but nobody else knows who it is because they wanted me to get the shrinking disease. Zoe was her lover and Samantha got the virus from a monkey."

Both stared wide eyed. They were stunned.

"And that's the condensed version, girls. You'll have to wait for the longer version to come later. I have some business to care of today. Oh yes, one other thing: I'll be taking care of Zoe from now on."

"You're right, it was an eventful day."

"You have no idea. Bonnie, I need to leave right after Kaycee. I'm sorry I won't be here with you this morning and I'm sorry to wake you up so early."

"I'm not."

I smiled. "No, of course not. I'll be back this evening, that is, if it's ok with you Kaycee, and Bonnie."

"Of course you're coming back here, Sam." Kaycee said. "You can't leave me hanging with that news. If you hadn't have had such a long day yesterday I'd insist you tell us all about it right now."

"Don't worry, I'll answer all your questions. I still need to come to grips with it all myself."

"Take your time, Sam."

"Thanks, Bonnie. Thanks, Kaycee."

We ate, cleaned up, got dressed, finally, then I was kissing Kaycee as she left. I gave Bonnie a kiss, grabbed some stuff and took off.

I found a nice coffee shop, grabbed a cup, then found a seat and opened up my laptop. I checked email -- both personal and business, or at least the unclassified email account for work. I wrote an email to both Erin and Julie about yesterday and gave them the gist of it without giving any detail. I told them we'd talk all about it when I got home.

I logged onto the school's network and started searching for people in my class and for anyone I might have known in school who would have it in for me. I tried to think of who might think it funny that I could get the disease. I racked my brain. This went on for a couple of hours and I was left with nary a clue. This was going to be tough.

I sent an email off to my friend Mikey. I knew him since high school as one of my computer geek friends. No, I'm not a geek. We only had one programming course in high school but those that took it were of kindred spirit. Mikey lucked out and got into some special class that taught game programming. At least most thought he was lucky -- not too many people actually get the chance to develop gaming apps. Mikey did and didn't even have a degree. I never really got into games, but I was going to need his help. I couldn't tell him exactly what I wanted in the email but I asked to get together when I got back home. He was up for it.

Then I went online and found a moving van company. I called and arranged a move. I also checked on my airline ticket back home. By now it was early afternoon, around one o'clock. It was time I hit the road for another trip to Flagstaff.

I was weary from yesterday's drive, the dream I had, and this morning's sexcapades, but I was making the drive yet again. I knew Zoe would be in since she didn't have a job. I called her to let her know I was coming. I didn't tell her why; said I would tell her when I got there.

Upon arriving she let me in -- just opened up without me even knocking. She had been waiting for me.

"Let's sit down, Zoe." I asked her.

"Uh oh. This sounds serious. What's up?"

"You." I said. "I want you to listen first, ok?"

"I'm here, aren't I?"

"Good. Look, first I hope you don't think I'm being forward or taking pity on you, ok?"

"Alright."

"So, you need help."

"I'm not completely helpless."

"No. What I meant was you have no job and soon no place to stay."

"Go on."

"I talked to Samantha's parents."

"And?" she said rising up in her chair.

"And, nothing." She slumped back down. "They, um, let's say they didn't approve of you and Samantha together."

"Tell me something I don't know."

"I doubt they're going to help."

"I figured."

"Yeah, they didn't seem to approve of Samantha's chosen lifestyle. But ..."

"It's not a choice. It's who we are."

"Yes. I know. That's her parents. But anyway, strangely, they seemed to have liked me."

"Why is that strange? You're a guy. They wanted a guy for her."

"They don't even know me. Samantha told them about me. That was probably a mistake on her part."

"Great. She kills herself over you, yet you're the one they swoon over."

"I'm sorry. But the fact is, it looks like there's no one to help you."

"Beleive me, I know."

"I want to help."

"Do you know what you're getting into?"

"No. But I'm a sucker. Anyway, to do that I need to keep my job."

"I won't tell them."

"That's not the problem. I also have to be here to help you."

"Ok. If you say so."

"But I can't and still go to work."

"Can't you telecommute?"

"No. So, instead of me being here with you, you have to come with me."

"Well, I wouldn't mind getting away from here."

"I have a big house and I'm moving into a bigger one."

"Sam, I don't think either of us will take much space. Even this little apartment is more space than Sam and I could fill."

"I know. But my sister and my girlfriend live with me."

"I'll be sharing a house with two other girls?"

"Three, for now."

"This is starting to get interesting."

"Maybe not for too long. Cindy is only staying with me temporarily while her house is being sold. In fact, it's sold now but she'll need to find out a place of her own and that might take a while. Oh, and she has the virus too. I figure, if it's ok with you, you two could share a bedroom for little while. It's big."

"You know I'm a lesbian, right? That could be dangerous."

I laughed. "Of course, I know. And if you two hit it off then that would be great. Cindy is bi, but I don't know if she wants a relationship with a lesbian. You never know. I'm sure you'll like her."

"Ok, fine. Let's say I go along with this. Then how am I going to get there?"

"I live on the east coast. I was flying back home on Saturday morning, but I changed it to two tickets leaving Saturday night. We'll be getting in very early Sunday morning."

"What about all my stuff?"

"Pack a bag for a couple days to take with you on the plane. I have movers coming to get all the boxes tomorrow. They'll take care of everything. Even furniture if you want to take it. What you don't want you'll have to get rid of, and quick."

She just sat and stared into space. A little tear came to her eyes.

"So?"

"I don't know what to say, Sam."

"Say yes. We'll find something for you to do. Maybe you can be a counselor back east."

"I don't know. It's very sudden. Is this right?"

"Zoe, you have no choice. Look, I was Sam's friend too. I think she would want me to take care of you." I told her. I wasn't going to talk of the dream. She'd think I was crazy. Maybe I am. "What do you say, Zoe?"

"I'll go." she said with her head hanging low. She was crying and heaving.

I had to go up and wrap my arms around her. I couldn't let someone so frail cry without a little comfort, right?

"I have to leave you tonight. You'll be ok?"

"Of course I will."

"I'm hungry. Would you like to come to dinner with me?"

"Are you going to make sexual advances?"

"No. Not every guy thinks about sex every minute of the day. I'm hungry and figured you might be too. We're going to have many more nights together. I hope you don't think I'm trying to or that I'm going to take advantage of you."

"Sam thought highly of you. I guess I can give you chance."

"Coming to dinner with me is not a big chance but coming to live in my house is huge. You have to believe in me."

"I'll try. You don't think of sex all day? Strange for a guy."

"There's at least three minutes out of the day that I don't think of sex."

"Only three minutes?"

"Ok, you caught me. Two."

She chuckled. That was a good sign.

"I don't know Flagstaff." I said. "I was hoping you'd know of a good restaurant."

"The Avocado Seed."

"Ok, that sounds good."

"It's vegetarian. Sam and I used to go there."

"Maybe that's not a good idea for you if it reminds you of her."

"Maybe it's my way of saying goodbye. It doesn't seem like I'll be coming back anytime soon."

"Ok, then. The Avocado Seed it is."

Vegetarian. Yuck! Oh well. It wasn't going to hurt my health any to try it. It's not like I developed an allergy to veggies by eating so much meat, right? I hope not. As it turned out it was pretty good. Their guacamole dip was heavenly with chips. I know, not weird. But neither was the tortilla soup weird. For a split second I actually considered becoming vegetarian. Just a split second, mind you.

"Would you like me to be here when the movers arrive tomorrow, Zoe?"

"No. I can handle it. Oh, here, I won't be needing this, I suppose, and the rest is yours."

She handed me the check I had written yesterday for the landlord and tried to give me back the cash I gave her.

"No, you keep the cash. Just in case you might need it tomorrow. There'll be plenty time to take it back if I need to. I'd like to pick you up tomorrow night, if you're ok with that. I have a friend who you can stay with in Phoenix, or rather just a little south of there. The ride to the airport Saturday will be easier. Are you ok with that?"

"I suppose that's fine."

"I'll be staying with another friend but I'll pick you up Saturday. Kaycee and her roommate Bonnie are the one's you'll be staying with tomorrow night."

"Ok."

We talked a little more about nothing in particular. I brought her home then went back to Kaycee's. I hadn't asked Kaycee about her taking in Zoe, and I should have done that earlier. But both her and Bonnie agreed it would be ok. I called Gabe and asked to stay with him on Friday night. I felt like I needed to ask since I had been spending so much time with Kaycee. All the plans were set. I was quite proud of myself for doing this in such a short time, but I had no idea what lay ahead.