Clarissa headed home as fast as she could. Her eyes were on the sidewalk that stretched out before her. She couldn’t believe Judy had called her over just to trick her like that. “I’ll never trust that girl again!” Clarissa thought to herself.
“Are you ok?” Came a familiar voice.
Clarissa glanced up and saw one of her professors were standing a few feet away. The woman wore a concerned look on her face.
“Mrs. Bell.” Clarissa said.
“Clarissa.” Mrs. Bell said, smiling warmly. “What’s the matter? You don’t look very happy.” The woman said.
“Well…” Clarissa began, scratching her right cheek nervously. She had been told by both Samantha and Judy never to mention the club. “I guess I’m just feeling a bit upset with a friend.” The girl said.
“Oh good!” Mrs. Bell said.
“What?” Clarissa said.
“I was worried you didn’t have any friends. I’m glad to hear I was worrying for nothing.” The woman said. “What happened with you and your friend?” The woman asked.
“Oh… It’s nothing really. She just tricked me and then asked me something embarrassing.” Clarissa said.
“I see…” Mrs. Bell said. “Well was she doing it to be mean?”
Clarissa thought about it for a moment and then shook her head. “No…” She admitted. “I don’t think she was trying to be mean, but it was mean!” Clarissa said.
“Well at least you know the difference.” Mrs. Bell said, walking up to Clarissa and patting her right shoulder. “My suggestion is to forgive her.”
“Thanks Mrs. Bell.” Clarissa said. “I already have.”
Later that night Clarissa was finishing up the last of her homework. She was about to finish when she heard a light knocking on the front door. “Coming!” Clarissa announced, heading into the living room. Opening the door Clarissa saw Samantha standing on the other side.
“Hi.” Samantha said. “I heard what happened.”
“Yeah… Come in.” Clarissa said, stepping aside.
“I hope you’re not angry with Judy. She means well.” Samantha said.
“I know.” Clarissa said, nodding. “Would you like some coffee? I was about to make some.”
“Sounds great.” Samantha said.
Clarissa headed into the kitchen and began brewing up a pot for them, meanwhile Samantha headed into the living room. She seemed to have something on her mind. “Ann wasn’t very happy.”
“I shouldn’t have tickled her at all.” Clarissa said.
“What are you talking about?” Samantha began. “Considering the tickling Judy gave her you did nothing.”
“Oh yeah?” Clarissa said, giggling. “How bad was it?”
“Ann was crying, but that perked her up a little.” Samantha said.
“Well that’s good… I guess…” Clarissa said. “Maybe I’ll tickle you until you cry someday.”
“Meanie.” Samantha said, with a laugh.
Clarissa headed into the living room a few moments later carrying two mugs of coffee. “Here you are.” She said, handing one mug over to Samantha.
“Thanks.” Samantha said, taking the cup and sipping the hot liquid. “Judy told me she asked you something embarrassing too.”
“Yeah.” Clarissa said.
“What do you think?” Samantha asked.
Clarissa didn’t answer right away. She was hoping to avoid the conversation. “I don’t know what to think… I do like you, but I don’t know in what way.”
“I understand.” Samantha said. “You should know though… A while ago Ann kissed me… I punished her for it…”
“You did?” Clarissa asked.
“Yeah… I spanked her.” Samantha said. “That’s my fetish. I love spanking girls.”
“I didn’t know that.” Clarissa said. The girl’s eyes lit up with surprise, but she hid it from Samantha. She remembered the fetish Samantha claimed to have before. “I don’t know what to think about us.”
“That’s ok.” Samantha said. “I don’t mind if were just friends. In fact… I think I’d prefer if we did just stay friends.”
“Yeah.” Clarissa said, nodding. “I think I do too.”