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attention, Laurel said, “What does the fantasy woman think about that?”
    “Oh, did I forget that part?” Dana gave a wolfish smile. “She’s blindfolded. She doesn’t know until I’m on top of her. When she realizes, though, she’s not complaining. First, I make her come with my mouth. Then—”
    “You slide your cock into her.” Laurel’s voice was very soft. She almost seemed to be talking to herself.
    Dana couldn’t speak. It seemed as though Laurel found her strapon fantasy as exciting as she did.
    Laurel pressed a hand to her chest, forestalling more words.
    “You’d better stop. If you don’t, I might just put on a show for real.”
    The threat did little to discourage Dana, but she wasn’t sure she could keep going with Laurel’s intense gaze on her. Feeling as though she were moving underwater, she managed a nod.
    “Ask me something.” Laurel’s voice was husky.
    “Okay.” Dana asked a hard question that would probably come back to her. “What was your most embarrassing moment?”
    Laurel’s smile faltered. “Well, that’s not a very fun one.”
    “Bad?”
    “To me, yeah. It’s pretty bad.” She seemed hesitant to continue, and Dana felt the genuine shame this story triggered. “I was dancing one Friday night in my first year at vet school. A guy called me over to his table and when I got there, I realized one of his buddies was a graduate student instructor for a physiology class I was taking.”
    Dana winced. That was definitely embarrassing. She touched Laurel’s arm. “What did you do?”
    “I took one look at my instructor and told the group I was going to send over another girl, that I was going on break. The guy who asked me over asked if I would do a lap dance for the birthday boy, first. Of course, he just happened to be my instructor. And my instructor’s buddy grabbed my ass, right in front of everyone.” Laurel rushed to finish the story. “My favorite bouncer saw the guy groping me and it turned into this big scene. Anyway…that was really embarrassing.”
    Dana’s chest felt tight. “Did your instructor ever say anything about it?”
    “Not to my face. But he looked at me differently in class after that night. It really bothered me.”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “I was glad to get out of that class, believe me. Do you want to tell me your most embarrassing moment?” Laurel asked, as though she knew that Dana was expecting it.
    “Probably about as much as you wanted to tell me yours.”
    “I wanted you to know that I trust you.”
    Dana felt her breathing quicken, and was glad not to be standing.
    The words made her feel weak. She wanted to show Laurel the same thing, that she trusted her. “Junior year of college, I fell in love with my best friend,” she said before she could change her mind. “We’d been friends for a couple years, and I’d been wanting her most of that time.”
    “Was she the first woman you were attracted to?” Laurel asked.
    “The first one in real life. I thought she was beautiful. She thought…well, I don’t know what she thought. That I was a good friend, I guess.”
    “She was straight, right? Falling in love with a straight girl—always very embarrassing.”
    Dana wished it had been that simple. “No, that’s the really humiliating part. She was out and proud, and very open about it. I was in awe of her.” She took a deep breath, unable to believe that she was about to share this story. “One night we were watching a movie in my dorm room, sitting next to each other on my bed. It was totally innocent, and it was driving me crazy. I was so attracted to her, it hurt. Stupid me, I decided that I was going to let her know how I felt.”
    “It didn’t go well.” Laurel’s face was drawn and nervous.
    Dana stared down into her lap. “No. I just remember that at one point we were laughing at something in the movie, and I leaned over and tried to kiss her. And she pulled away before I could even get near.”
    Dana was