Fame

It wasn’t clear what had disturbed them — the creaks and clicks of a strange house, or the lightning and thunder that flashed and rumbled outside — but Jenna had left the spare bed, Dana the air mattress, and Katie her sleeping bag, all to congregate in the bed of Carrie, their sleepover hostess. The lights were turned on as a scary-proofing measure.

It wasn’t clear what had happened to Jenna’s sports bra, Katie’s tank top, or the camisoles as pajama tops that Dana and Carrie had worn, but at some point they had been discarded, and eight proud nipples adorned eight bare and bouncy breasts, from Carrie’s barely-there bumps (she secretly envied Jenna’s) to Jenna’s quite opulent treasures (she secretly envied Carrie’s).

It wasn’t clear, in all the talk of boyfriend candidates and boyfriends some day and “boyfriends, desirable qualities of” how exactly it came up, but one of the girls brought up kissing, and that she hadn’t kissed or been kissed in any serious way, and where did the noses go anyway, and was it true about sticking your tongue right inside?

It wasn’t clear who had the idea of experimenting or practicing, but all of a sudden there was Katie with her hands on Dana’s head, soft lips pressing, noses somehow magically not an issue, as Carrie and Jenna watched, rapt and eager.

It wasn’t clear how one demonstration turned into a group session of “practicing for boyfriends,” but the four friends cast inhibitions aside and formed pairs and kissed and held and parted and found someone else, and kissed and tasted; before long their tongues were busy and their breathing ragged and their faces flushed and their nipples erect — and there might have been other, even more private symptoms. And if perhaps one girl stopped thinking about boys at all…

It wasn’t clear who had left a cell phone camera on record, or where it sat, but somehow the whole episode of private, intimate, erotic experimentation was captured.

It wasn’t clear if the video was sent to just one friend — promise not to show anyone! — who sent it to just one other — you have to promise! — who sent it to just one other who had a different idea of trust — or if it went straight from phone to social media. But there it was, on a well known video sharing web site, by the next morning.

What was clear was that, given fifty thousand views and the number growing by the minute, Monday morning at school was going to be a very interesting time indeed.

— Frenulum