Tug of War 71.2

"Here we are, honey" Martin announced, not long after. His room was a simple but surprisingly organized place, apart from a few pieces of clothing thrown around. There were some magazines and books in one corner, a wardrobe that was clearly older than Martin in the other, a TV, and many paintings and drawings of natural landscapes and psychedelic scenery. There were also some pillows and incense on the floor in the center of the room, that Tiffany was sure was where Martin used to meditate. "Are you sure... umm... that this is what you want to do?" the guy, unsure.

"Martin..." Tiffany started saying, looking deep into the guy's eyes. "Honestly, I'm not sure we're doing the right thing. Gosh, at this point I'm not sure of anything! All I can say is that – right now – I wouldn't wish to be anywhere else but here with you. I have a feeling that you, better than anyone else, were able to understand me a long time ago... before even I myself could do it. Am I making any sense?"

"A little bit, I guess..."

"This is better than nothing, isn't it?" Tiffany giggled. "Now why don't you kiss me again?"

"You don't need to ask twice."

They made out for a long time, exploring each other's bodies with their hands. Before Tiffany realized it, she had already taken off Martin's shirt, and just couldn't get enough of the guy's strong arms and muscular body. Now that she was no longer pretending she wasn't attracted to guys, she could enjoy it to the fullest without any guilt, which was an amazing feeling.

But there was still something worrying Tiffany... her top and skirt were already out of the way, and she knew that her lingerie would follow suit pretty soon. The young woman wondered how Martin would react to the sight of her naked body. In the past, Matt had looked at her with disgust; Kate had been much nicer, of course, but had purposely avoided looking at Tiffany's lower body, maybe even thinking it would please her. But what would Martin do?

Oh well... now is the time of truth, she told herself, taking off her bra and pulling down her panties...

...she then took a deep breath and simply said, "So, this is me."

"You… you’re so beautiful, Tiff" Martin exclaimed, mesmerized. There was no disgust or awkwardness in his eyes, which warmed Tiffany's heart. She wasn't wrong about him, after all...