GUILTY PLEASURES

Cori felt her heart shatter. How had she-? There was no way she could know that. Gwen didn't KNOW her. Gwen hadn't hardly given her a passing glance during the entire school year. But she had hit her to her core. She WAS a nobody. She had been before this, and she would be afterword. No friends to speak of, not even a drone to command like Gwen. She was alone, with the exception of her sister. And what a miserable idea that was, to be completely dependent on your little sister for meaning. Cori felt tears well into her eyes, but she fought them off. Who was SHE to talk? Gwen had fled out of the room like a dirty rat, and Cori wasn't going to get away with what she had said. She bolted after her in a moment's notice, spotting the girl standing in front of a door. Cori wasted no time.

"YOU FOUL MOUTHED LITTLE DEMON!!!" She screamed, take one last long step and slapping her across the face.

As she did so, she felt her mind register what she was doing. She just slapped Gwen. Gwennivere Rutherford. The girl who currently owned her. Color drained from her face as she took a step back. Unconsciously, she pulled her own hands up to her face, and finally noticed that some tears had dropped down. Her whole body felt numb, unsure of what was coming next.

Gwen felt like she was breaking down. She couldn't remember the last time she acted so crazy. She was so wrapped in her own thoughts she didn't notice her little 'puppy' had followed her from the room. She had assumed that Cori would just sit in the corner and mope. That's why she was completely caught off guard.

"YOU FOUL MOUTHED LITTLE DEMON!!!"

SMACK!

There was a sharp stinging on her cheek and she stared dumbfounded at the girl yelling at her. Did she.....? Gwen couldn't absorb what just happened. No one hit her. Ever. That's why it took her a long moment to comprehend what had just happened. " You...bitch." She said quietly, rubbing her sore cheek. Then, launched herself at the girl, her hands squeezing tightly around her neck.

"You worthless piece of trash! You know you are NOTHING compared to me. Where do you get your balls? Is it that you're just that stupid? Do you know what happened to stupid dogs that bite their masters?" Her eyes were crazed as if a demon had possessed her. She pushed Cori till her back in the banister. Below was a long drop to the first floor and her hand grew even tighter around the girl's thin neck. "They get fucking put down."

There was no mercy.

"Gwen!" Shouted a male's voice. She didn't want to pull her eyes off her target but she could see the black suit running up the stairs with lighting speed. "Damnit Gwen!" She felt his hands grab her arms and try to pull her off. She fought to keep hold but she couldn't compare to his strength. Mr. Carson held onto the still enraged Gwen that struggled in his restraint.

"Fuck you, Jimmy! Let me go! She hit me! I'm going to teach her a fucking leason!" The heiress screamed and kicked.

The formal presentation the two of them put up for each other dissolved. "God, you're such a god damn brat!" He hissed back struggling to hold her and her wrath. "Killing her isn't teaching a lesson."

"Oh that's REAL rich coming from YOU!" She retorted but finally she calmed down a little and Mr. Carson loosened his grip on her. She looked at Cori as if she was the most filthy piece of garbage she'd ever seen. "You just skewed yourself." Then she spat in the girl's face and stormed off.

"She sleeps outside tonight!" Gwen screamed, slamming her door to her room.

The Butler just stood there glaring at her.

Cori had not been one that really prayed a lot, but when Gwen's fingers wrapped around her throat, she started going through every God she had heard of. Any amount of fight she could give was useless, as the muscles she had been admiring not awhile before were now doing there job of holding her down her windpipe. She wanted to scream but she couldn't. What had started as gasps were now whispers of air. This was it. She was going to die. She was going to die for one damnable comment. She started seeing dots across her eyes. Then she heard him.

"Gwen!"

Cori could vaguely make out Mr. Carson's figure running full speed at them. She felt Gwen's grip loosen slightly, but she was giving up without a fight. Finally Gwen lost her hand on Cori and she fell to the ground, coughing and gasping for breath. She felt the spit hit her face but did nothing to wipe it away, instead staring at the ground.

"She sleeps outside tonight!" Gwen screamed, slamming her door to her room.

Cori stood up shakily and stared Mr. Carson in the eye, ignoring his glare.

"Sorry, but some of us aren't use to constantly getting goaded." she said hoarsely, rubbing her throat gently. She was sure to have bruises, but at least she wasn't dead. "I can show myself out, thanks." Cori tried to walk forward, but felt all the strength leave her legs withing the first step. A shiver was now running over her body and she realized how close to dying she had been, and how terrified she was. If there was something she had learned, it was that Gwen was more then able to take her out of she wanted. A small groan came from her as she curled up on the ground.

Mr. Carson grated his teeth as he stared down at her. "And here I was thinking you had SOME intelligence. After I went out of my way to give you advice you spit on my efforts and go do something stupid." He was notably pissed off, as he should be. Some nobody comes along to be Gwen's new play toy in exchange for her families debt and then she starts acting all uppity. Who the hell did this girl think she was? She was lucky that HE wasn't going to kill her. The high difference alone made him look menacing.

"I want you to understand something, so you get that privileged fucking idiocy out of your head. You are being PAID to exist in this house. You chose to be here so your sister didn't have to! It doesn't matter how big of a bitch Gwen is being. You're being PAID to do a job. Stop acting like a fucking kid and do your job!"

Cori was delusional if she thought she was going to be given tender treatment while she was here. She was, pretty much by definition...a slave. He wasn't going to baby her just because she "almost" died, especially not when she was the one that caused it. The only reason he stopped Gwen was because he didn't want to see her in trouble with the law. "If I hear you having another fight, I'll make sure She's the least of your problems."

Cori closed her eyes and numbed herself to the words. She had almost screwed up everything for Maria. And for what? A cheap shot at some princess who got everything she wanted. Cori shook her head and got up, walking down the staircase and to through the front doors. The sun was falling, and it seemed that it was going to be a clear, cool night. Cori idly walked the grounds, trying to decide where to curl up for the night. As she walked about, she thought about Gwen's words, and something occured to her. She wasn't completely alone. Her sister loved her more then the world. That was a lot more then she bet Gwen had. Sure, she had money and drones, but if she died tomorrow, no one would miss her, just her money. Cori had, and always would have, Maria. They had been through worse, they could get through this.

Caught up in her thoughts, she had almost ran into a tree. Cori backed a few paces and looked up at it. It was huge old oak, at least a hundred years. Suddenly, Cori smiled and began climbing up it. Gwen said she had to sleep outside, she hadn't specified where... Higher and higher Cori was a good 20 feet up before she decided to stop. She positioned herself so that the limbs were closely wrapped around her, ensuring she wouldn't fallout while she slept. As she looked up at the stars, she took comfort in remembering when she and Maria had climbed a willow tree together, escaping from their father who had been in a drunken rampage. Cori closed her eyes and let the memory wash over her.

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"Do you think he'll calm down?" a younger Maria had said. Her eyes were glossy and swollen, and she had scraps on her arms from where she had slipped climbing the tree.

"He always does." Cori said patiently, taking her sister's arm into her had and dabbingthe scraps with a wet cloth. "Quit worrying about dad and worry about yourself silly. You're such a terrible climber." she gently teased, looking Maria in the eye.

"You remember Jenny? Her dad use to do stuff like this. Then one day the government came and took her away. Do you think that'll happen to us?" Maria asked quietly, turning away from Cori.

"I don't know... Perhaps? Why do you ask?" Cori tried to catch Maria's attention, but her little sister kept twisting away further. Frustrated, Cori busied herself cleaning her wounds.

"Jenny said that when there's a family with siblings they separate them. She said if our dad was ever caught we'd get taken away and nevet see eachother again." Maria's voice cracked, and it was obvious that she was crying.

"First of all, Jenny is just trying to scare you. She's jealous that you have a sister and she doesn't. Secondly, even if dad was caught, and we somehow got separated, we'd never be far. Do you see the stars above us? No matter where you are, we'll always be under the same stars." Cori had finally gotten Maria to turn back to her, and she wiped off the girl's tears gently with her sleeve.

"But what if you end up in China?" Maria pouted. Cori let out a snort.

"I really doubt they're gonna relocate me an ocean away..." she said, rolling her eyes at the girl...

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Cori brought her thoughts back to now. She still had that. She was still under the same stars as Maria. She felt her mind give way to sleep, a smile staying on her face as her eyes closed.

Gwen locked up in her room the whole night, wrapped tightly in her blankets. The Nerve of that mutt! To lay her hand on her like that! She allowed herself to become twisted in her self-righteous anger.


In the morning there was a knock on the door. Gwen lifted her head to see who was disturbing her. Like the loyal servant he was, Mr.Carson was standing in the doorway. "Yes?" the Heiress groaned as she pushed herself upright. Her hair was a mess from all the tossing and turning from the night before.

"Rough night?" The butler looked at her disheveled appearance with mild amusement.

"Cram it." She snarled. "Just because you traded stripes for a suit doesn't mean you should be acting high and mighty."

"Oh, scary." He said sarcastically and made his way into the room. "Breakfast, In case you're interested." He lifted the lid to reveal a omelet with mushrooms, spinach and Cheese.

Gwen eyed the food hungry but her strong self image refused to appear needy. "Are you trying to seduce me?" She said flatly but still kept her eyes locked on.

"You're not really my type." He smirked and she smirked back, taking the plate from him. "Are you feeling any better?"

She took a bite of the food and gave him a look. "I'll be fine. It's the Mutt that needs to be worried. She thinks she had it bad before? I'm going to ruin her!" And with that Gwen began her two hour rant about all the horrible things she was planning to do...only SOME of them were impossible...and half of the remaining ones would get her put in jail....but the butler listened all the same.

Cori woke up with the worst crick in her back. Blinking for a few moments at the sunshine, she momentarily forgot what had transpired the day before, and got confused by the sight of limbs everywhere, along with one song bird that was staring at her from a few feet away. She rubbed her eyes as it came back to her, and groaned as she felt her bones popped and cracked back into place. Opening her eyes again, she gave a lazy smile to the bird in front of her, which had decided she was no threat, and began to tweet away to the world. Rotating her shoulders a bit, Cori stretched her legs and began working her way down the tree carefully, minding her step as to not disturb any other residents that might still be sleeping within its limbs. As she reached to about seven feet before ground, she looked up and spotted a squirrel about five inches from her left hand. The furry tailed animal had taken in interest in her fingers, and was now poking them slightly with its paws.

"Uh...Hi?" Cori said uneasily to it. What the hell was it's deal? The squirrel tapped and looked at her hand again, and Cori frowned. "OK, time to go. Bye..." She said, shooing the thing away. Startled by her hand moving, it bit her pointer finger. Cori let a string of curses come out of her mouth as she jumped and fell out of the tree, landing painfully on her back. Continuing to mutter profanities under her back, she sat up slowly, trying to register if she had broken anything. So far it looked like the fall hadn't done any real damage other then giving her more aches in her back, but as she looked at her hand, she realized the squirrel had taken a chunk out of her finger, and it was not bleeding rather badly. Looking up the tree and seeing the stupid squirrel, she glared at it menacingly, before getting up and walking towards the doors. As she walked, she tried getting her finger to stop bleeding, from simply sticking the finger into her mouth to applying pressure with her other hand, to wrapping it first in her skirt (which turned out to be a far too rough material for the cut) To wrapping it up with the bottom of her blouse, not noticing that she had now bled all over herself and looked rather like she had murdered someone. As she walked up to the doors, she stood hesitantly. She wasn't really sure if she was allowed in or not. She decided to simply stand beside the door until someone came looking. She doubted Gwen would let her stay outside in peace.

When Gwen had finally finished her ranting about how moronic, stubborn, and boring her new toy was, Mr. Carson left her so she could get dressed for the day. She picked out a pair of fitted white skinny jeans, a green shirt with demi sleeves, along with a scrappy pair of silver kitten heels. although she was dressed in a 'causal' manner, everything was designer and it clung to her shapely body as if she was the model the had in mind when stitching the garnets. To finish off the look she put on a silver locket that fell just above her striking cleavage. The Locket was a keepsake from her mother, so wore it offend but she couldn't remember the last time she had actually opened it.

Once her bedhead was tamed and her makeup applied she casually strolled down stairs. Then...she saw it. Her eyes grew wide. At the door to the backyard stood the bloody mess of her toy. There was twigs and leaves twisted in the knots of her hair. There was blood everywhere...smeared on the girl's chin and lips....

"CARSON! Zombie! There's a Zombie outside!!" the heiress screamed unexpectedly as she fled back up the stairs like a scared bunny. (Practically falling over herself to get away). It was known that Gwen, excluding her drones, didn't have any real friends. Mr. Carson and the socially inapt high school-er would offend spend their free time together....aka watching Movies...of his choice. The Rich girl had seen way too many zombie films...

The butler came out from the kitchen, Alarmed by Gwen's strange outburst. That when He saw Cori. He rushed over and opened the door. "Sweet jesus! Girl, what did you do to yourself?"

"Don't let it in!" She screamed from her spot of safety. "She's going to bite you!"

He ignored her and allowed the girl to come inside.

Cori was standing around outside, when all of a sudden she could hear screaming in the house. It sounded like...Gwen? But she didn't sound angry. Bewildered, she took a step forward, and the door swung open, Carson standing inside and simply staring at her.

"Sweet jesus! Girl, what did you do to yourself?"

"Don't let it in!" Gwen screamed from her spot of safety. "She's going to bite you!"

Cori raised an eyebrow, then looked down and felt herself blush. She'd think she was a zombie too from the state of her clothes. "Oh. Well. Uhm. I slept in a tree, and when I was climbing down, I got into a fight with a squirrel... The uh, squirrel won." She said sheepishly. She raised her hand up, showing off her finger, which was still bleeding, though not as heavily. "Could I get something to clog this? And maybe a shower?" Cori wasn't sure if Gwen would let her or not, but considering the fact the girl was hiding from her, she had a feeling she could get at least her request partially granted. Idly, she gave Carson a look, as though trying to ask what Gwen's problem was.

Gwen was peaking between the bars with a frown. She remembered a time when her butler actually did the things she asked rather then doing the requests he felt like.

He looked at Gwen then back at Cori. "She's surprisingly sheltered." He grinned at his own wickedness. Mr. Carson whipped out his cellphone and called one of the nurses to bring some medical supplies. When the maid arrive she went to work cleaning Cori's wound and wrapping up her wound. Mr. Carson turned to go take care of his Mistress, who was still cowering slightly...maybe it wasn't such a good idea to watch horror movies with her. Her reactions were just too funny. "When you're done she'll take you to the servant's bathing area."

Gwen's mansion had several live in maids, excluding Mr. Carson. For them a section of the house was built to function much like a dorm with small rooms and community facilities.

Cori did her best not to laugh at Gwen. It was the first time the girl was afraid of HER, and it was a rather interesting feeling. Allowing the nurse to work on her finger, she busied herself looking anywhere but at it, as she always got queasy watching doctors stitch and clean things. A gentle tap from the servant told her she was done, and Cori looked at her now bandaged and no longer bleeding finger. The servant turned and began walking and Cori followed suit, resisting the urge to groan as the passed where Gwen was hiding. They passed through several halls in silence, before finally reaching a point where the hall split in two. To the left began tile to what Cori could guess was the showers.

"Just follow down the left, and you'll find several showers. You'll see a closet down at the end where you can leave your clothes and get some towels." The maid said all of this rapidly, before going down the right hall to begin her chores of the day. Cori watched as she left, before walking down the left hall.
After a good forty feet she finally hit the end, and saw an ordinary looking closet. She opened it and saw a wall of towels, along with a basket filled with what looked like dirty clothes. Cori hesitated, before stripping down and grabbing one of the fluffier looking white towels. She walked back naked to the showers, which resembled the ones you'd find in a high school gym. Cori looked around, but saw no one. She guessed that all the maids had already done their baths earlier and were off doing their duties. Picking a stall at random, she hung her towel on the door and stepped in. While not near as fancy as the one that Gwen had, it was still a very nice shower, and Cori quickly turned the water to what most would consider scorching hot, and grabbed the bar of soap from the soapdish on the side. Starting with her arms, she began to work up a good sud, and looked down and examined herself. While not as filled out or perfect as Gwen, Cori felt that her C-cup boobs were just fine the way they were. Done with her arms, she began working her chest, letting her hands trail down her stomach. She had no predominant abs to show off, but she was still flat and sleek, thanks in part to actually trying in gym class. Cori moved her hands to behind, and allowed her mind to wander around, smiling at the memory of Gwen looking so scared. What was with that girl? Cold-hearted, yet apparently scared of zombies? Putting up the bar of soap and grabbing the shampoo, Cori worked quickly on her hair before rinsing it out and finishing. Walking out of the shower, she partially dried her hair, and wrapped the towel around herself. Barely covering anything, Cori felt herself flush a bit. She wasn't use to not having clothes to immediately change into. She ran as fast as she could down each hall, making sure to check to see if there were any maids, before making a quick dash. She finally got to Gwen's room and opened the door, quickly walking in and closing it.

"Sorry, uhm, could I get some clothes?" She asked, shaking a bit from the cool air. She turned around to face her, not realizing her towel was caught in the door, and unwittingly lost what little coverage she had, giving Gwen a good eyeful.

Gwen was lounging on her bed reading the textbook for history.The likelihood was she was the only one in the class that actually studied. Unless she had plans for her drones, she spent most of the time bettering herself because...really, what else was there to do? She didn't like 'hanging out' with them because...she becomes keenly aware of how they worship her...not like her.

She heard the doorknob turn and not a second later rushed in the dripping Cori. Unfortunately her towel did not follow her in. A wave of surprise washed over Gwen's face at the very unexpected visual. Although she gave a mild blush her eyes remained locked on the girl's naked body. The heiress lived an immodest lifestyle. She wasn't accustomed to minding people's privacy. Her Sapphire blue orbs outlined the shape of her hips and breasts, observing for the first time that her little toy....actually had a pretty decent body. When she was all wet and vulnerable like that, she was right in her strike zone. "Are you trying to seduce me? Is this some kind of repayment for attacking me yesterday?" She said, still shock but growing more amused.

She closed her book and swung her feet so they were on the carpet. "I thought I told you that I don't do anything with my pets?" She leaned her head to the side slight, letting her short blond hair move along with gravity. Her eyes were cunning and sharp but they held a seductive power. She had the upper hand, Cori was naked in the room of a predatory lesbian. With a final push she rose from the bed and walked over to the girl, towering over her, smirking. She was in her domain.

She put her hands on each side of Cori's head, her foot stepping down on the fallen towel. The seductress worked her magic, moving her pink, plump lips next to the girl's ear. "But...if you ask me really nicely, I just might let you kiss me. Then, I'll forget all about the mess yesterday and let you sleep inside again."

Cori could not blush more if she tried. If there was one thing she had not experienced, it was being hit on, much less by a girl. She shivered at the look in Gwen's eyes. Cori had never understood how Gwen had seduced her drones into submission until now. The girl had an air of...sex to her. She seeped of desire and sexuality, and each step she took towards of her flashed strength and dominance. Who the hell WOULDN'T submit to that? Lost at the site, Cori jumped when Gwen put an arm to either side of her. She looked down, desperate to reach for her lost coverage, but it seemed Gwen was a step ahead, and had her foot holding the towel firmly down. She felt a small squeak come out of her mouth as Gwen spoke into her ear.

"But...if you ask me really nicely, I just might let you kiss me. Then, I'll forget all about the mess yesterday and let you sleep inside again."

Cori began twisting and wringing her hands, desperately trying to think of the right response to her words. But no one had ever remotely flirted with the girl, and she was not in familiar territory. Hell, one time a guy working at the coffee shop had complimented her offhandedly and she was left stuttering a thanks out and fleeing out the door, her drink forgotten. And this was GWEN. The woman who had been trying to kill her yesterday.

"I-I, don't think th-that'd be a good idea for you, I haven't k-kissed someone before." She stuttered out rapidly, and immediately wished she hadn't. She'd been lying to people for years about it, but if no one was flirting with her, Cori certainly hadn't been kissing anyone. She turned her head away, staring decidedly at the wall and continuing to move her hands up and down her arms.

"Oh?" The moment the girl turned, Gwen pounced on the her ear, biting softly on the lobe. She sucked on it, teasing her sensitive spot to make her lose what little control with had. Someone who's never been touched...how very tempting it was. Cori wasn't her first virgin, far from it but the idea of stealing her enemy's first time was too delicious to pass up. "most girl's have their very first kiss with another girl playing truth or dare." She said in a alluring, breathy voice. They were so close that she could feel Cori's breasts pressing against her's through the clothes. The girl's wet hair was still dripping, leaving small watermarks on Gwen's shirt.

With one hand she gently grabbed the naked girl's chin and nudged it so they were facing each other again. "So Cori, truth...or dare?"

Cori held back a moan when she felt Gwen's Mouth bite down on her ear. The pleasure was undeniable, but Cori only felt more conflicted inside. She wanted to lean in for more, but she wanted to run away at the same time. What did Gwen want? Why was she doing this?

"So Cori, truth...or dare?"

Gwen's fingers, the ones that had been gripping her throat just the other day, were now stroking her cheeking, pulling her to look Gwen straight in the eye. Cori didn't know what she wanted, and she had no idea of how to get out of this situation. Carson had told her to be indifferent, but how the hell was she suppose to be indifferent to this? Unconsciously, she lifted her bandage hand up to her throat, stroking the bruises Gwen hands had given her.

"I... I... Truth." She wasn't going to just give in. Gwen could just want her vulnerable so she could strangle her again.

Gwen scowled a little when she heard the girl's stuttered reply. It wasn't like she wasn't being VERY Obvious about the choice she was hinting her to make....but of course her little mutt just had to be stubborn. It was starting to become her biggest frustration. Things just never seemed to go the way she was expecting with this girl. She somehow managed to make her lose her cool...God, the girl even hit her. Maria most have gotten all of the sanity genes. Gwen even said that she refused to privilege her with any sexual services and yet here she was...looming over her prey like some kind of rapist. She hadn't given the girl even an inch more space.

"Fine then. Truth. What were you thinking when you saw me and the school therapist?"

Cori felt her heart freeze at the question. What had she been thinking? There had been shock. Disgust, though more at the fact her therapist was doing this with a student then the act. And...

"I was thinking that our therapist was a horrible person for doing that on public property. And that... I was jealous that she had someone." Cori saw no point in lying, she had a feeling Gwen would know. She gained a determined look in her eyes, however.

"If I recall it's now my turn... So truth or dare?" Cori challenged.

Gwen wanted to reply to Cori's statement. She wanted to find out why she was jealous. Was Cori lonely? The reason why she was suddenly so curious baffled her. She just wanted to ask more questions. Wanted to know more.

It was then she realized how dangerous of a situation she was in. She didn't expect Cori to continue the game but...now it was her turn. She bit her lip. What is she dared her to release her? She could just tell her no right? It wasn't like this game was a binding contract....but still. The idea of handing over any amount of power over made the heiress feel very uncomfortable.

"Truth." Gwen, who had the best poker face when she knew what she was doing, deflated slightly. She looked nervous. Although she didn't hand over any power, she also wasn't use to talking about herself. She only wanted people to see the Gwen she presented. All the little dark and dirty parts were meant to stay hidden.

Cori should've guessed Gwen was going the same safe route Cori herself had taken. But what to ask her? This was her chance to learn anything she wanted about the heiress. Anything at all. And suddenly, a question that had been biting at her mind since she had pieced it all together, since she first saw Gwen and the therapist popped forward.

"How long have you been in love with my sister?"

Gwen's face flushed. How could she answer that without her queen bee mask? "I-I...." She stuttered, trying to recover from the shock of being asked such a personal question. "I don't know if it's love...." She blushed and pulled back from her dominating position. It was too hard to remain powerful and seductive to another women when you talked about the girl you actually liked. "The first day of school...I saw her in the hallway talking with a group of freshmen. I've wanted to get to know her since then." She kept her gaze on the ground. Her expression was a confused mess. She cheeks were red but her eyes were filled with self-loathing. She was disgusted with herself. If only she wasn't so messed up. If only she could think of a way to make Maria like her without breaking her first...She didn't deserve such a cute, pure girl.

"Enough about that." She said, trying to regain herself. "Truth or dare?"

Cori felt her expression turn to shock. Had she just caught Grand Queen Bitch Gwen off guard? And what was with that answer? It was insanely obvious she had feelings for her. Hell, from the ridiculous shit she pulled she'd HAVE to. You didn't go to such extents as making the entire school hate someone JUST to sleep with them. When Gwen broke the long gaze she had been holding with her to stare at the ground, Cori took a breathe. She had to be constantly on guard with her. But now it was her turn again. She wasn't sure which way Gwen was wanting to lead her. Could she get away with asking truth again? Maybe she had shaken the other girls resolve enough that a dare would be safe. Cori closed for hers for a moment and thought.

"...D-dare." She said in a terribly wavering voice. She hadn't lost sight of the fact Gwen still had her against the wall naked.

Gwen was shaken. Although she didn't know it, she had played right into Cori's hand. The last thing she wanted to think about was Maria while she was trying to be seductive. She knew if she let this game continue that she'd be putting herself in a vulnerable spot but she hated losing. Being forced to surrender was just as bad in her book. She wanted to hit herself in frustration for being so stupid. The Blond's eyes perked up at the word dare. Finally, something interesting...although her friskiness had gone down two notches. It was a struggle but she tried to put her evil sensual mask back on.

"Take my shirt off."

Cori flushed. Well, at least she didn't have to kiss her. Undressing wasn't bad... Right? Cori pulled her hands up and lightly brushed her fingers on Gwen's waist, fiddling with the bottom of the other girl's green shirt. Why was this so unnerving?? She was taking her shirt off, not having to give her some sensual massage or make out. Finally she gripped the shirt, and slowly pulled it up, her hands continuing to brush against Gwen's bare skin in different places. The other girl moved her arms up and Cori pulled it completely, letting it drop to the floor. She glanced down, noting the sexy bra Gwen was wearing made sure her breasts looked like perfect. Still blushing, Cori spoke softly, feeling even more uncomfortable with Gwen being topless.

"Truth or dare..."

Gwen watched the girl nervously glance over her breasts and waist. Was she checking her out? Or simply looking for comparison? Girls were tricky to understand, even though she was one of them. She had broken in quite of few of supposedly straight girls before...but they had a different look in their eyes...

"Let's sit on the bed. It's awkward to play if we're just going to be standing here." She swayed her hips as she walked over to the bed that belonged to a queen. She threw a beckoning glance over her shoulder and smiled. "Dare."

Cori got unnerved from the look in her eye. As Gwen sauntered away, Cori bent to grab her towel again, but hesitated halfway. She was mostly dry now, and the towel would most likely be cold and wet still. Sighing she stood and walked a few paces to Gwen's bed, sitting gingerly at the edge of it. She wasn't next to the other girl, buf she also hadn't sat as far away as shd could. She didn't know why, but her guard had dropped a bit with Gwen after her confession about Maria. She muddled over in her mind on what to dare Gwen to do.

"I dare you to... Take your pants off." she said lamely. Cori wasn't the best with dares, butshe figured getting the other girl bare would put her on even ground.