Makeout1

As the day sweltered on, you exited your room with an uncomfortable huff. You had to put on airy, revealing clothing to deal with the absolute scorching sun heating your house in London like a furnace.

As you entered the kitchen for a cold drink, you paused and peered your head to glance into the living room, hearing a familiar husky British voice. On your couch, laughing with your dad, was John Price. John was shirtless, had on flamingo themed swim trunks and a cold beer in hand.

I turn my head towards the entrance to notice Bailey walking in. I nod in acknowledgment as she enters the room, but otherwise don't give much of a reaction. I'm not one to get too excited over a pretty face. However, I do take notice of her body shape and curves as she walks by.

Suddenly, as Bailey walks in, I shift my attention away from Price and towards her. I can see her father beaming with pride as he greets his daughter.

"Hey, Bailey! How was your day?" her father asks.

Bailey responds, pulling out one of her airpods, "It was pretty good, dad. Just had to do some errands for my internship."

I notice Price's gaze linger a little too long on my daughter's figure for my liking, but I don't say anything out loud. Instead, I focus on continuing the friendly conversation with him.

"So, John, how's life been treating you?" I ask, trying to steer the conversation away from Bailey's attractiveness.

Price grunts and takes a swig from his beer bottle. "The usual, just busy with work. You know how it is."

I nod

As soon as Price's friend Gaz arrived, he greeted us all with a loud and boisterous, "What's up, lads?"

Bailey turned to see who had just walked in, and I couldn't help but notice the slight blush that crept across her cheeks. Gaz was a tall, muscular man with tattoos up and down his arms. He had on a tank top that accentuated his well-built figure, and his shaved head glistened in the sunlight.

"Hey there, gorgeous," Gaz said, winking at Bailey as he made his way over to the couch.

I could see Bailey visibly stiffen at his comment, and I didn't blame her. Gaz was known for being aggressive and domineering, especially with women.

Meanwhile, Price just chuckled and patted Gaz on the back. "Gaz, you old dog. Always

"Ignore him, Bailey," I said, trying to make light of the situation. "Gaz is all bark and no bite. He's just teasing you."

Bailey nodded, but I could see a small frown on her face. She seemed uncomfortable with Gaz's attention, and I couldn't blame her. As a father, it was my job to protect my daughter.

Price noticed the tension and raised an eyebrow in my direction. "You sure you're not just jealous, mate?"

I rolled my eyes. "Please, Price. I don't have time for that kind of nonsense."

Gaz, meanwhile, seemed oblivious to the uncomfortable atmosphere. "Hey, Bailey, you want a drink?" he asked, holding up a beer bottle.

Bailey politely declined, and I could see relief wash over her face as Gaz turned his attention back to the

As Bailey retreated to her room to study for her exams, the conversation turned to her.

"So, how's Bailey doing in school?" Gaz asked, taking a swig of his beer.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as I responded. "She's doing great. Got a full scholarship to study engineering at the university, and she's excelling in all of her classes."

Price nodded in approval. "That's good to hear. She sounds like a smart kid."

I could tell that he was impressed, which was rare coming from him. Usually, he didn't show any emotion beyond annoyance.

Gaz chimed in again, "So, does Bailey have a boyfriend yet?"

I glared at him. "No, she doesn't need a boyfriend. She's focused on her studies."

Price laughed. "Come on, mate. Every

young person needs a little bit of romance in their life. It's good for them."

I shook my head. "I don't want her getting distracted. Plus, I don't even know if she's interested in boys."

Gaz snorted. "Please, every girl is interested in boys. She probably just doesn't want to tell you because she's afraid of your reaction."

I scowled at him, not appreciating his insinuations. "That's not true. Besides, if she does decide to date, I just want her to be safe and happy."

Price nodded in agreement. "Of course, mate. We all just want what's best for her."

I felt a sense of relief at his comment. While Price could be rough around the edges, he was a good friend and had always been there for me and my family.

As

we continued to talk, the realization set in that Bailey would soon be starting college and would likely have a lot of attention from boys.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness as I thought about it. "I just hope she's able to handle all the attention. She's always been pretty shy."

Price patted me on the back. "Don't worry, mate. I'm sure she'll do just fine. Besides, she's got us to look out for her."

Gaz nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we'll make sure that none of those boys get too handsy."

I rolled my eyes at his comment, but I couldn't deny that it was comforting to know that my friends had my daughter's back.

As we finished our drinks and said our goodbyes, I felt a bit more at ease. While I knew that

After a few months, Bailey had settled into college life and was doing well in her studies. However, it didn't take long for our concerns to become a reality. The boys were definitely taking notice of her.

One day, Price came over to my house with a smug expression on his face. "You ought to see your daughter, mate. She's got all the boys drooling."

I scowled at him. "That's not funny, Price. I don't want her getting distracted from her studies."

Price held up his hands in surrender. "I'm just saying, she's got a lot of admirers. And they're not just admiring her brains, if you know what I mean."

I felt a surge of protectiveness and anger. "What are they saying about her?"

Price smirked. "Oh, you know. The

typical stuff. They're calling her 'the hot engineering girl' and making all sorts of suggestive comments. But don't worry, she's handling it like a pro."

I let out a sigh of relief, but I couldn't help feeling frustrated that my daughter was being objectified like this. "I just don't understand why they can't see her for the intelligent and talented person she is."

Gaz spoke up. "Well, unfortunately, that's just how some guys are. But Bailey seems to be handling it well. She's not letting it get to her head or distract her from her studies."

I nodded in agreement. "I'm glad she's able to handle it, but it still bothers me. I'll have to have a talk with her about it."

Price chuckled. "Good luck with that, mate. You know how stubborn she can

be."

I rolled my eyes at his comment. "I know, but I have to try."

As the days went by, I did talk to Bailey about the attention she was getting from boys. I reminded her of her worth and that she didn't need anyone's validation. She seemed to take it in stride and continued to focus on her studies.

However, I couldn't help but feel irritated every time I heard more comments from the boys in college about her. I made a mental note to have a talk with the Dean about creating a safe and respectful environment for all students.

In the end, while I couldn't control the thoughts and actions of others, I could do my part in making sure my daughter and her peers were treated with respect and dignity, both inside and outside the classroom.

Several months had passed since we last visited Bailey at college, so Gaz, Price, and I decided it was time to pay her a visit. As we approached her dorm room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride seeing her thriving in her new environment.

When she opened the door, she looked surprised but pleased to see us. "Dad, Gaz, Price! What are you guys doing here?"

"We just wanted to see how you're doing. And if those boys are still bothering you," I said with a smirk.

Bailey rolled her eyes. "They're still around, but I'm handling it. Thanks for the talk, Dad."

Price chimed in. "Well, as long as you're not letting them get in the way of your studies, that's all that matters."

Gaz spoke up. "So, how about we

"So, how about you let us in and show us around?" Gaz said with a grin.

Bailey looked hesitant. "Actually, I'm living with three other guys in my dorm room. I don't know how clean it is right now..."

Price chuckled. "Don't worry about that, love. We're not here to inspect your cleanliness."

As we entered her dorm room, I couldn't help but notice the messy piles of clothes and open pizza boxes on the floor. And then I saw them - Bailey's three male roommates, lounging on their beds, playing video games.

I felt a twinge of discomfort, wondering how Bailey was coping in this male-dominated environment. But to my surprise, she seemed perfectly at ease, introducing us to each of her roommates with a casual ease.

"It's not so bad, Dad," she said with a

smile. "They're good guys and they keep to themselves mostly."

One of the roommates, a tall, lanky guy with shaggy hair, spoke up. "Yeah, we don't want to disturb Bailey's studying too much."

Another roommate, a muscular guy with a shaved head, nodded in agreement. "She's killing it in her classes. We don't want to mess with that."

Price let out a hearty laugh. "Well, at least she's living with some respectful blokes. You know how some guys can be."

The third roommate, a bespectacled guy with a nervous grin, spoke up. "Yeah, we just want to make sure she feels comfortable and safe here."

I felt a sense of relief hearing their words and seeing their respectful behavior towards Bailey. It was clear that she had found a good group of

roommates at college, but my sense of relief was short-lived. Suddenly, one of Bailey's roommates with a chiseled jaw, who was sitting on the bed next to her, spoke up.

"Hey, Bailey, we were thinking of heading out for drinks later. You want to come with us?" he asked with a flirtatious smile.

My heart started racing as I saw Bailey's expression change. She hesitated for a moment before responding. "Um, maybe...I have a lot of studying to do."

Another roommate, who was twirling his skateboard in his hands, chimed in. "Aw, come on, Bailey, it's just one drink. Loosen up a bit."

Price and I exchanged a look of concern as we observed the dynamic between Bailey and her roommates. It was clear that some of them had ulterior

As the evening wore on, Bailey seemed to relax more and more around her roommates. The guys were all laughing and joking around, playing music on the speakers and enjoying a few drinks.

Price raised an eyebrow as he observed the scene. "I see the lads have gotten you to let loose a bit."

Bailey grinned, taking another sip of her drink. "Yeah, they're actually pretty fun to hang out with. I don't even mind the mess as much anymore."

One of her roommates got up and started dancing wildly to the music, causing everyone else to burst out laughing. Even Price seemed to loosen up a bit, his stern expression softening as he watched the scene.

Despite my initial worries about Bailey living in a male-dominated dorm, it was clear that she had found a group of friends who made her feel comfortable and happy. Watching her

It wasn't long before Bailey and her dormmates hit the town nearby. The group had decided to check out a popular bar down the street, and they were all excited to let loose and have some fun.

As they walked through the crowded streets, Price seemed to be on high alert, keeping an eye on the group and scanning their surroundings. He was clearly on edge in the unfamiliar environment.

Bailey turned to him with a grin. "Relax, Price. We've got this."

He shot her a stern look, but didn't respond. They soon arrived at the bar, which was packed with college students dancing and drinking.

As the night wore on and the drinks flowed freely, Bailey found herself letting go of her usual inhibitions. She laughed and danced with her roommates, enjoying the company and the lively atmosphere.

Price seemed to relax a bit as well

As the night progressed, Bailey's dorm mates started doing shots and encouraging her to join them. At first hesitant, Bailey eventually caved under their persistent peer pressure.

"Come on, Bailey! You only live once!" one of the guys cheers.

She hesitated for a moment before nodding her head with a slight smile. "Okay, just one."

But one shot led to another, and soon they were all laughing and egging each other on as they took turns downing shot after shot. Price was now sitting at the back of the bar in a corner, keeping watchful eye on the group from afar.

Bailey found herself feeling dizzy and lightheaded, but didn't want to be the one to stop the fun. Her dorm mates kept order more and more shots, and soon they were all cheering and chanting as they downed the liquid courage

As they continued to drink, Bailey's dorm mates started to become increasingly overprotective of her. She was the only girl in the group, and they had noticed that the bartender had been flirting with her.

One of the guys, a muscular jock with a buzzcut, leaned in close to Bailey. "Don't worry, Noodle. We've got your back."

Bailey giggled, feeling grateful for their concern. "Thanks, guys. I can take care of myself though."

But her roommates weren't convinced. They started shooting dirty looks at the bartender and grumbling audibly when he came over to refill their drinks.

Price, still sitting in the corner, took notice of the situation. He knew that Bailey's dorm mates meant well, but he also knew that their protectiveness could lead to trouble if they got into a fight with the bar

As the bartender came over to refill their drinks, Bailey's dorm mates started grumbling under their breath. One of them muttered something about "that sleazebag hitting on our girl," while another made a crude comment about what they'd do to him if he tried anything.

Bailey rolled her eyes, momentarily feeling embarrassed at their behavior. She knew they meant well, but their overprotectiveness could sometimes be a little overwhelming.

As the night wore on and the drinks continued to flow, the group started getting rowdier. They were now standing on chairs, doing shots and shouting out the lyrics to popular songs.

Price stayed back, keeping a watchful eye on the group and surveying the crowd for any potential threats. He had a feeling that things were about to get out of hand, and he wanted to be prepared in case anything went wrong.

As Bailey and her dorm mates were leaving the bar, the bartender made his final move. As Bailey walked past him, he reached out and gave her a slap on the butt.

Bailey yelped in surprise, her face flushing bright red. Her dorm mates, who had been trailing behind her, immediately noticed what had happened.

"What the hell!" one of them shouted, his fists clenching.

"Did that bastard just touch you?" another demanded, his voice rising in anger.

Bailey felt a sense of panic rising in her chest. She didn't want her dorm mates to get into a fight over her, especially not in a crowded bar like this.

Price, sensing the tension in the air, quickly stepped in. "Alright, everyone calm down. Let's just go home and forget about this."

Bailey's dorm mates grumbled, but slowly

Bailey's dorm mates continued to grumble all the way back to their dorm, their moods souring with each passing moment. Bailey, feeling guilty for causing so much trouble, tried to lighten the mood by cracking a few jokes and making silly faces.

It took a while, but eventually her roommates began to calm down. They started laughing and joking with each other again, burying the anger and frustration from earlier in the night.

Price watched them from a distance, still keeping a watchful eye. He knew that things could have turned out much worse if her dorm mates had decided to retaliate against the bartender.

As the evening turned into night and the night turned into morning, everyone slowly drifted off to sleep. Bailey lay in bed, thinking about everything that had happened over the course of the night. She felt grateful for her dorm mates' protectiveness,

Bailey had gone to take a shower, leaving her roommates to continue chatting in the common area of the dorm. As the warm water poured over her body, she couldn't help but overhear fragments of their conversation.

"I can't believe that bartender," one of them was saying. "He had no right to touch her like that."

"Bailey's lucky we were there," another piped up. "I would have punched him if he'd tried anything else."

Bailey couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by their protectiveness. She appreciated their concern, but sometimes it felt like they were treating her like a child who couldn't take care of herself.

As she finished up her shower and got dressed, she took a deep breath and reminded herself that her roommates were just looking out for her. And besides, she knew that she had a friend

Just as Bailey emerged from the bathroom, she saw two of her flirty dorm mates join in the conversation. They were both males and had a reputation for being flirts with just about anyone.

"Hey Bailey," one of them winked at her. "Did you enjoy your shower?"

Bailey rolled her eyes and playfully swatted at him. "Get your mind out of the gutter."

The other male dorm mate chimed in, "Yeah, we're all just talking about how lucky you were that we were there tonight. You definitely owe us one."

Bailey laughed, feeling grateful for their lighthearted energy. At times like this, it felt like her dorm mates were more than just roommates - they were family.

"Thanks for having my back," she said sincerely. "I don't know what I'd do without all of you

As the conversation continued, Bailey's dorm mates began to discuss what they should do next. There were suggestions of going out and exploring the city or staying in and watching a movie.

Price, who had been listening in the background, cleared his throat and spoke up. "Why not do both?" he suggested. "We could hit up a local pub for a drink or two, then come back and watch a movie."

Bailey's roommates thought about it for a moment, nodding in agreement. "Sounds like a plan," one of them said, clapping Price on the back.

Bailey grinned, feeling grateful for the playful energy of her dorm mates. Even though she was far from home, she was glad to have found a makeshift family in this new place.

As they headed out into the city, a sense of excitement filled the air. It felt good

As Bailey and her dorm mates walked through the crowded streets, she couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. She was the only girl in the group, and her dorm mates had a tendency to be overprotective of her. It was probably because she was one of the more attractive members of their group, but she also knew that they just wanted to keep her safe.

As they walked into the pub, Bailey hung back behind the group, feeling somewhat awkward. She noticed some of the patrons staring at her and couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious. It was times like these that she wished she had a female friend to hang out with.

Suddenly, one of her dorm mates stepped in front of her, blocking her from view. "Hey guys, let's all stick together," he said, putting a protective arm around her.

Bailey smiled, feeling grateful

As the night wore on, Bailey and her dorm mates continued to drink and chat, enjoying each other's company. However, at some point, one of Bailey's male dorm mates saw a notification pop up on her phone from Instagram. He couldn't help but read the comment out loud to the group.

"Drinking Bailey's bathwater? What the hell?" he exclaimed, disgusted.

The other male dorm mates murmured in agreement as Bailey's face turned bright red with embarrassment. She had no idea how someone could even make such disgusting comments.

One of her dorm mates reached over and took her phone from her, scrolling through the comments. "This is ridiculous. I'm blocking this account," he said firmly, not wanting Bailey to be exposed to any more negativity.

Bailey felt grateful for her dorm mates' protectiveness, but also flustered at all the

As Bailey's dorm mates continued to sip their drinks and chat, they happened to glance up at the entrance of the bar. Their eyes immediately locked onto a tall, muscular man walking in. It was the same man who had left the disgusting comment on Bailey's Instagram post.

Instantly, all of Bailey's dorm mates went on high alert. One of them placed a protective arm around Bailey, pulling her close to his side. Another one angled himself so he was between Bailey and the man, ready to protect her if needed.

The man sauntered into the bar, looking around as if searching for someone. When his eyes landed on Bailey and her group, they lit up with recognition.

"Hey, it's you!" he exclaimed, walking over to their table.

Bailey's dorm mates instantly bristled, glaring at the man. "Leave her alone,"

one of Bailey's dorm mates growled, stepping in front of her protectively. "She's ours, and we take care of our own. You need to leave."

The man paused for a moment, glancing around at the group of large, muscular men surrounding Bailey. Something in their expressions must have given him pause because after a moment, he backed off and left the bar.

After he was gone, Bailey's dorm mates continued to glare after him, making it clear that they would not tolerate anyone treating her disrespectfully. Eventually, they all turned back to Bailey, each one reassuring her that nothing like that would ever happen again with them by her side.

"You're ours, Bailey," one of them said firmly, putting an arm around her. "And no one messes with what's ours."

Later on, Bailey retired to the bathroom to take a shower. As she washed up, her dorm mates decided to check out her latest Instagram posts. They huddled around one of their phones, scrolling through Bailey's feed.

"Damn, she looks good," one of her dorm mates muttered, admiring a photo of Bailey in a bikini at the beach.

Another one whistled appreciatively, zooming in on another photo that showed off Bailey's long legs. "I could just eat her up."

As they continued to scroll through the pictures, Bailey's dorm mates couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness over her. They knew that there were plenty of guys out there who would take advantage of her if given the chance, and they didn't want her to get hurt.

So night after night, they kept a close eye on her, making sure

As Bailey's dorm mates continued to scroll through her Instagram, they suddenly came across a photo from a Halloween party last year. In the photo, Bailey was dressed up as a sexy devil, complete with a skimpy red dress and a pair of thigh-high boots. Next to her were a group of equally scantily clad women, all grinning at the camera.

Her dorm mates couldn't help but whistle appreciatively at the sight. "Damn, she looks like trouble," one of them said, grinning at the photo.

Another one raised an eyebrow mischievously. "Maybe we should throw our own Halloween party this year. I bet Bailey would love to dress up like that again."

They all nodded in agreement, already brainstorming ideas for what costumes they could wear. Even though Bailey's dorm mates tended to be overprotective of her, they also

On Halloween night, Bailey's dorm mates were all gathered in their dorm room, eagerly begging her to dress up in the costumes they had chosen for her.

"We already have our costumes picked out," one of them said, holding up a pair of black cat ears and a tail. "You're going as a sexy cat."

Another one chimed in, holding up a nurse's outfit complete with a short skirt and a plunging neckline. "Or how about a naughty nurse?"

Bailey couldn't help but laugh at their enthusiasm. She had never been one to dress up in sexy costumes before, but the way her dorm mates were practically bouncing with excitement made her feel a little more adventurous.

"Alright," she said finally, grinning at them. "Let's do it."

Her dorm mates cheered, already pulling out their own costumes and getting dressed. As they helped

As Bailey tried on all the costumes her dorm mates had picked out for her, she couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious. She had never dressed up in such revealing outfits before, and she wasn't sure if she was comfortable with it.

But as she looked at herself in the mirror, she had to admit that she looked pretty hot. The black cat outfit hugged her curves in all the right places, and the nurse's outfit made her legs look a mile long.

Her dorm mates were practically drooling as they looked at her. "Oh my god, you look amazing," one of them said, eyeing her up and down.

Another one wolf-whistled. "You're going to turn heads in these costumes, Bailey."

Bailey blushed, feeling a little overwhelmed by all the attention. But she couldn't deny that it felt good to be

As Bailey's dorm mates continued to admire her in the different costumes, they started to argue over which one she should wear for their Halloween party.

"I think the cat outfit is the best," one of them said, holding up the black cat ears. "It's cute, but also really sexy."

Another one disagreed, holding up the nurse's outfit. "No way, she should wear this. It's classic and it shows off her legs."

Bailey couldn't help but laugh as they bickered back and forth. She was starting to feel a little more confident in the costumes, but she wasn't sure which one she wanted to wear.

Finally, she held up a hand. "Stop, stop! I'll wear both costumes," she said, grinning at her dorm mates.

They all cheered at the compromise, already planning the party and eagerly anticipating Bailey

As Bailey agreed to wear both costumes, her dorm mates couldn't help but look through her closet for even sexier options. They gasped as they found a red devil costume, complete with a tight red dress and a pair of black heels.

"Bailey, you have to wear this," one of them said, holding it up to her.

"Yeah, it's perfect," another one said, getting excited. "It's way sexier than the other two."

Bailey hesitated, looking at the dress in her friend's hand. It was definitely a lot sexier than the other two costumes, and she wasn't sure if she was ready to show that much skin.

But as she looked at her excited dorm mates, she felt a little thrill of adrenaline. Maybe it was time to let loose a little and have some fun.

"Okay," she said finally

Her dorm mates cheered as Bailey slipped into the red devil costume and did a little twirl. The dress was skin-tight and hugged her every curve, while the black heels elongated her legs. The costume was complete with a set of red devil horns and a matching pitchfork.

"Oh my god, you look amazing!" her friend exclaimed, snapping a few photos of her.

Bailey couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious in the revealing outfit, but she also felt incredibly sexy. She couldn't wait to see the reactions she would get at the Halloween party.

Her dorm mates were practically drooling over her, begging her to wear the costume to their party. Bailey laughed, feeling excited for the first time in a while.

Maybe this Halloween was going to be wilder than she thought.

As Bailey arrived at the Halloween party with her dorm mates, she felt all eyes on her. She knew she looked good in her red devil costume, but she didn't expect the reaction she got from the other guests there - all of them seemed to be guys.

"Hey there, sexy devil," one of them said, winking at her. "You're looking hot tonight."

Bailey felt a little flustered by all the attention, but she tried to play it cool. She smiled back at the guy, her heart thudding in her chest.

"Thanks," she said, taking a sip of her drink. "You're not looking too bad yourself."

Her dorm mates giggled around her, already enjoying the party. Bailey felt a little overwhelmed by all the people there, but she couldn't deny that she was having a good time.

The night

As the party went on, Bailey started to loosen up and have a few drinks. She was laughing and joking with her dorm mates, enjoying the Halloween decorations and spooky tunes playing in the background.

At one point, her friend grabbed a cop hat and put it on her head, making her look even sexier than before. Bailey's cheeks flushed as she realized how alluring she looked.

"Wow, you make a hot cop," one of the guys said, grinning at her.

Bailey laughed, feeling a little bit embarrassed but also thrilled by the attention. She had never felt this confident or sexy before, and she was starting to realize that maybe she had been missing out on a lot.

The party went on into the early hours of the morning, and Bailey found herself dancing with some of the guys she had met earlier. She didn't know if anything was

As the night wore on, one of the guys she was dancing with leaned in closer and whispered in her ear.

"Do you want to come to the bathroom with me?" he asked, his breath hot on her neck.

Bailey's heart skipped a beat as she realized what he was suggesting. She had never done anything like that before, and the thought of it made her nervous and excited at the same time.

"I don't know," she said, feeling uncertain. "Maybe we should just stay here and keep dancing."

But the guy was persistent, and he kept whispering in her ear, telling her all the things he wanted to do to her. Bailey felt a little bit overwhelmed by his desire, but she couldn't deny that she was turned on.

Finally, she gave in to his requests, and he led her to the bathroom. As soon as they were

As soon as they were inside the bathroom, the guy pushed Bailey up against the wall and started kissing her fiercely. She felt his hands roaming over her body, pulling her closer to him.

Bailey was a mix of nervous and excited as she let this stranger touch her. She had always been a good girl, and she couldn't believe that she was doing something this wild.

Suddenly, she felt a pang of guilt, wondering what her friends would think of her if they knew what she was doing. But then she remembered that she was here to let loose and have fun, and she pushed those thoughts aside.

The guy continued to kiss and touch her for several more minutes, and Bailey lost herself in the moment. For the first time in a long time, she felt like she was truly living.

Just as Bailey was adjusting her clothing, she heard the bathroom door creak open. She panicked, thinking that it was the party host or one of her dorm mates.

But when she turned her head, she saw that it was one of her friends who was standing there, looking surprised.

"Whoa, what are you doing in here?" her friend asked with a laugh.

Bailey felt her face turn red as she realized how ridiculous she must look. Her makeup was smeared all over her face, and her hair was a tangled mess.

"I was just, uh, fixing my makeup," Bailey replied, feeling embarrassed.

Her friend laughed again and walked closer, taking a closer look at her.

"You look like you had some fun," she said with a sly smile. "Maybe a little too much fun?"

Bailey felt herself blush even harder, but

Bailey's friend continued to look at her with a teasing grin, and Bailey felt a strange flutter in her stomach. They had always been close, but she had never thought of her friend that way before.

As her friend stepped closer, Bailey felt her heart racing. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but she was excited by the possibilities.

"You know," her friend said softly, "I've always thought you were really hot."

Bailey's eyes widened as she realized what her friend was saying. She had never imagined that her friend might be attracted to her.

Before she could respond, her friend leaned in and kissed her deeply. Bailey felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, and she responded eagerly, kissing her friend back with equal passion.

As the kiss deepened, Bailey forgot about everything else in the world. All that mattered