The Witty Runaway
Chapter 9
Around noon
Easton knocked on the door to Rusty's apartment.
"Come in!" Rusty yelled from the lay-z-boy
recliner.
I laughed as Easton walked in limping, "What, have a good
night?"
He picked up a pillow and threw it at Rusty and I.
"You're so dumb. I'm gonna sue you Rusty. I slipped
on your stairs." he laughed.
Rusty giggled, "That might just ruin our
friendship."
I loved how we were all such good friends.
"So Easton, wanna drive me over here later tonight after the
party?" I asked hopefull.
"You can sleep over too." Rusty said.
"Doesn't that sound like every mans dream?" Easton
laughed, "Spending the night with two
lesbians."
He winked at us, and Rusty threw the pillow back at him.
"Yeah, no problem. As long as you'll make me
breakfast." he said, settling on the couch.
I gave Rusty a feisty look, and the glanced at Easton, "Fine
but we're gonna do it in our bra and panties."
He laughed, "Well, that explains the smell of pancakes and
you guys being half naked."
Rusty bit her lip.
"What?" I asked looking at her.
"Lana and I had a very restless night. We had to have
something to give us energy." she smirked.
I gave her a shocked look.
"Oooh, someones been naughty." he winked.
"I hate you both!" I said nuzzling my head in
Rusty's shoulder from turning beat red.
"Like you could ever hate us." Rusty laughed, love
biting my neck.
I pulled back, "No, but if I could, I would."
Everyone laughed.
"Time to go, but we'll be back later. Around
midnight." Easton said.
I kissed Rusty goodbye, "I love you."
"I love you, too." she said, as we pulled out over her
drive way.