The Bender Trap

April O'Neil hit a new town for school and hadn't made a single friend yet. Ashley Adams found her number on some online message board and called. April lit up. Same field of study. Same age. They picked a time for tomorrow and hung up like normal girls do. Ashley walked through the door the next afternoon empty-handed. "Where's your computer?" April asked. Ashley admitted it was bullshit. She wasn't a graphic designer at all. She'd just seen April's picture and wanted to meet. April told her that was a little creepy. She also didn't pull away when Ashley kissed her. They made out on April's bed, tongues pushing, hands grabbing. Then April felt something under Ashley's shirt that shouldn't have been there. Ashley peeled the shirt off and let her tits spill out, heavy and round. April froze. She was straight. She had never kissed a girl. Ashley just said, "That's my last secret. I couldn't stop thinking about how fucking hot you are." April didn't know what to do with the confession or with the wet feeling between her legs. She admitted it had felt good. Ashley didn't give her time to change her mind. Clothes came off fast. Skin against skin. They ended up naked, tangled, mouths and hands everywhere.