Page 7 of Red Light, Green Light
“Please, I’ll do anything! As long as I still get to compete and this never gets out—”
Felicity crossed her arms over her chest, making her already voluptuous breasts even fuller, as well as lifting them higher. Her gaze was intense as she stared at me.
“Be our date to the mixer tonight.”
I must have broken something in my brain earlier because there was no way I heard her right. “So sorry. Did you say adateto themixer? The same mixer that is allegedly like an orgy?”
Merry guffawed so boisterous and loud that I nearly jumped from my skin. Felicity broke out into a smile for the first time, too. My breathing caught in my throat for a moment at the sight, it was so beautiful.
“That same one, yes,” she said, not bothering to elaborate on whether the rumors were true.
“Wh-why?”
“I believe that is how things normally work. Girls like a girl, they ask the girl on a date—”
“No, not that—although that seems like a gross simplification of things—I meant, whyme? Isn’t this weird to you?”
“No weirder than humans thinking male reindeer could fly and drive a sleigh like we can.”
“I’m being serious.”
“As am I,” Felicity shrugged. “It’s simple, Bambi. You like us—I can stillsmellit on you—and we like you—”
“Yeah, I have made Felicity orgasm quite a bit in my time, but I have never seen her go like that. I’m pretty sure she’s still wet—”
Felicity hit Merry on her shoulder to cut her off. Merry just laughed, their energy absolutely infectious. Seeing them in interviews and press tours, they always had a dynamic that I wanted to join. Now, here was my chance.
A date would be… “awesome” didn’t do it justice.
One withbothof them? A literal dream come true.
Wait.Speaking of dreams…
“Orientation! I’m so fucking late for it!”
Merry chuckled. “No, you aren’t! Coach is going to be late. Shealwaysis. I bet she still hasn’t finished with her speech about making this year count or whatever.”
“We’ll be able to get you back to the lobby without an issue, little doe. Don’t worry that pretty little head about that,” Felicity smiled.
My vision blurred as tears threatened to fall.I wasn’t going to lose my spot. I was still going to get to compete. I could still do this. Not only could I still do this, but maybe I would come out of this with even more than I expected.
“So, what do you say, Bambi?” Felicity asked.
“What time should I be there?”
Merry held out her hand to help me out of the locker. I took it happily, a shock of electricity going through me at the touch. I could tell that Merry felt it, too, as her smile widened. She practically lifted me from the locker with ease. I giggled at my gentle giantess.
My? Where had that come from?
Merry held my hand even after I was out as we fleshed out the details, including trading numbers.Once done, Felicity grabbed a robe from her locker and tied it around her. When she was done, she took my other hand, sending another jolt through me.There was something about them that felt like a lightning strike after clouds had been rolling in all day long. It was a release of breath being held that saidat last!
Like, I had found something I didn’t even know I was looking for.
True to their word, Dasher and Prancer walked me to the lobby where the other Hopefuls were still waiting for the Orientation Tour to start. It felt like a lifetime had passed since I had been standing among them. Before they let me go, Felicity pressed a kiss to my forehead and Merry to my cheek. Felicity whispered into my ear, her warm breath brushing my curls against my ear.
“Enjoy the tour, little doe. I can’t wait to see you again.”
“Oh, my gods! Wynnie, you were in a cuck locker?!”
