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... had. Shit, he had really been hoping for something mindless to do. It seemed that they were getting absolutely nowhere. With anything! Until Joe showed up, with the ring, they were dead in the water. He felt his stomach roil. Meeting up with Amy tomorrow was really making him nervous. He shot a glance at Darren. Maybe he could talk to him about Amy. He needed to talk to someone, and Darren seemed to have a good handle on girls, and on being one. They went inside, and Darren got them something to drink. They plopped down on Darren's bed and after some shallow conversation about the respective changes to their rooms after the change, Sam decided to get down to brass tacks. "I need your help with something, Darren." "If it's about breaking the curse, I told you. I need the ring!" "No, it's not that. It's about... Amy." "What about her?" "She wants me to come over on Friday." Darren smiled. "I bet you're pretty happy about that! Wow, who would have thought that the first time you get a date with her, it would be as a girl?" Darren saw Sam's crestfallen face. "I'm k**ding, Sam. I know it's not a date. I'm just teasing!" "Well, that's just it. I think it really is a date!" Haltingly, Sam told Darren about the note and Amy's advances. Darren's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Holy shit, a lesbian? Really? Amy? I'd have never guessed! She doesn't look anything like what I imagined a dyke would look like! She's not, um..." "Butch." "Yeah." Darren whistled. "This is either really lucky, ...

... or really unlucky, depending on how much you like her." Sam rubbed his face, and Darren felt sympathy for his friend. "What are you going to do?" "Shit, I don't know! I mean, I've never done it with a girl. Never. What the fuck am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to, you know, satisfy her? It feels like she might want to, you know, do it. But I don't have a cock anymore!" A thought came to Darren, and he shivered suddenly, like someone gently traced a finger down his neck and his supple back. Did he dare? He felt goosebumps erupt on his soft skin, felt his breasts tighten as the nipples erected, and his pussy suddenly felt hot and loose. "Well..." Darren said, his mouth dry, "you could... practice." Sam looked at him dumbly. "Practice? How the fuck am I supposed to do that?" "You could practice on me. I'm a girl." Darren said, casting the die. Darren watched as multiple emotions played on Sam's face. Hope, horror, lust, disgust and fear all passed over his freckled face, almost too quickly to notice. "...on you?" Sam said faintly. Was Darren serious? He thought about Amy, again trying to think what he would do when the time came, and again drew a blank. The fact was, he didn't have a clue. There was a white wall there, and he couldn't get past it. He had no reference frame. He was a fish trying to fly. He looked at Darren, who was looking back nervously. He took in Darren's long, curling black hair, the beautiful olive-skinned body with lithe curves. He felt fear in his ...