Day 3. The Kiss.

Carries stomach muscles took a break from trying to turn her inside out and she let herself slump against the wall, turning her forehead to the cool painted block hoping that she was done, but not ready to move any further away just at that moment.

She heard the bathroom door open but didn’t turn to see who it was.

“Oh girl, you are in trouble.”

“Go away Jennie, it’s just something I ate didn’t agree.”

“Yeah? What?”

Carrie didn’t need to look round to know the tall blonde had folded her arms and was leaning back on one foot, while she tapped the other.

“I don’t know.” Right at that moment she didn’t have the energy to think, and was too sick to care.

“Girl, think about it. What have you eaten lately besides dick that would have you kissing up to a grotty toilet bowl every morning for the past week?”

“Can’t be, the doctor said….”

Jennie cut her off mid-sentence. “If I had a dollar for every girl who found out they were up the duff after being told they couldn’t without a doctors help? Well then I would be able to be choosy about who I go down on.”

Carrie groaned not wanting to think about it.

“So you got any idea who the daddy is?”

“There isn’t a daddy, I’m not damn well preggers!”

“No idea than, guess that’s not so surprising really.” Jennie stepped over to her and bent down to pull her to her feet.

“You jump in the shower and clean yourself up a bit I have to use your best friend here.”

“There was only one time I had sex without a condom, he wasn’t a client, oh God, what am I going to do?”

“Shower, dress then get your cute little ass down to the clinic and take a test. If I were you I would tell the daddy before anyone else.”

“I can’t, I don’t know where he is.”

“But you know him right, I mean you said he wasn’t a john.”

“He wasn’t, but we didn’t exchange phone numbers, and he shipped out the next day.” She raised her arms as Jennie pulled her t-shirt off, the water was already running and steaming in the shower beside them.

“One problem at a time, get in and wash the smell of puke off you, then I will go down to the clinic with you.”

Carrie dropped her knickers down her legs and stepped into the stream of hot water while Jennie went back to the toilet, flushed it then sat herself down to do her business.

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