ProfNigma Stories #8: Blame It On Me #8 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #8: Blame It On Me #8

... Tori knew, this definitely wasn't hers. The youngest Vega was even more taken aback as Jade exited her bathroom, her outfit from lunch on the floor as the Goth teen rocked a vintage Wonder Woman t-shirt and jeans, clearly in an effort to be comfortable. The shirt was strange for Jade who had admittedly hated comic books and superheroes, but perhaps that was part of her new interest as well. "Things definitely feel different in here, Jade. Is everything normal?" "Normal, Vega?" Jade asked, crossing her arms as she headed towards her bed where Tori sat at the edge. "What exactly would or wouldn't be nor-mal?" "No… I mean," Tori tried to backpedal but it wasn't doing much good. "Your room and clothes are kinda different from a couple months ago. I just thought it was strange. You weren't the most descriptive about what happened on your vacation." "Maybe because it isn't any of your business…" Jade said coldly, knowing it came out harsher than she'd meant. "Look, things just kinda changed after that weekend. I have no idea exactly why, but I felt so different after being with him." "Aren't you a little worried about 'absorbing'?" "Absorbing?" Jade asked, unsure if she should be offended. Tori tried to find the right words so not to offend her friend but they weren't coming. "I mean, the change in clothes, the change to your room, your interests- this comic book-" "Graphic novel." "What?" "Yeah," Jade said, tucking her hair behind her ear before taking the book from Tori. "If ...

... it's single, it's a comic. When they are grouped together, it's a graphic novel." "I feel like you just proved my point, Jade…" "Look, Freddie just introduced me to some new stuff, and there's nothing wrong with trying to be the best person I can for him." "Even if you lose yourself in the process?" "Vega," Jade said, coldly, "If you say one more word about it, I'm going to put a spike through your tongue." "Yes, ma’am…" Tori said, trying to find something else to talk about when she saw Jade's hand. "You finally figure out what that ring means?" "Kinda…" Jade said, showing the ring to Tori again. "He says that it's a promise… like a pre-engagement ring since he can't afford an actual one yet. I told him I don't need one, but… we just really looked at our relationship, and I just feel different. Like, he fixed me or something." "I wouldn't have guessed that for sure after what went down at lunch today." "I'd really like to never talk about lunch or that bitch again, if it’s all the same to you, Tori." "Fair enough…" Tori lay back on the bed, looking upwards at Jade sitting above her. The Latina had barely noticed the bedroom door was shut on them, which was normally the sign that they would let off some steam together, but something really did seem off. "So did you guys… rekin-dle things?" Jade could easily pick up on her friend's corny innuendo and shrugged it off with sarcasm. "We did, actually, Vega. Do I need to tell you all the juicy details?" "Jade, you know I was trapped ...