Ch 3.11: ❤ Comparisons

Carline was getting more comfortable with taking her clothes off in front of Elaina. That was only natural, of course, but she knew she’d never be completely at ease with anyone seeing her body, and she couldn’t get off on being embarrassed the same way Elaina did. Sure would be nice, honestly.

“The run?” Elaina asked as Carline tossed her bra to the ground, feeling her own breasts hanging in front of her. She covered up out of instinct, standing there in just her underwear, plain white bloomers as Elaina stared on.

“Earlier today? With Flora and Tira?”

Elaina shook her head, a bit of mindfulness coming back to her glazed eyes, making eye contact now that Carline had stopped stripping and started covering her self. “Right. It was, uhm, fun. I wished you were there.”

“Maybe next time,” Carline said as she let her arms go, still feeling her chest and arms burning red. “Especially if it’s just you and Flora.”

A thought struck Carline, that Elaina didn’t really have a body like Flora at all. She was shorter, had more in her chest, her hips, more everywhere really. She still wasn’t built that way Carline herself was, but Carline found that she liked looking at Elaina pretty much the same as she did Flora, being completely honest with herself.

And even though Elaina’s body was closer to Flora’s than Carline’s in most ways, there was aspect of herself Carline saw almost perfectly in Elaina. In Elaina’s still hungry eyes, Carline could see herself, the way she looked at Flora, Carline, Tira, that same look was in Elaina’s eyes as she looked at Carline.

That made it easier again to bend over, push down her own underwear and step out of them. Maybe she was different, bigger than most other girls, but she wasn’t bothered that Elaina and Flora didn’t look the same. She could see beauty in all kinds of girls herself, so why was it so hard to believe Elaina saw the same in her?

“You want to watch me?” Elaina asked, gaze drifting across her roommate’s body.

“No,” Carly said, moving forward and taking hold of Elaina’s hands, pulling her into a kiss with an intensity that surprised both of them. “Right now,” she panted as she pulled away for air, “I want this.”