"I don't want to say," Jennie pouts but I won't cave and let her jutted out bottom lip sway my resolve to get answers.

"I won't judge you," I assure her.

She has to be able to trust me.

I roll my eyes and gently pinch her side. "It can't be that bad."

We're lying in bed.

Yes.

Still.

Would you get out of bed if you were sharing it with Jennie?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

After a couple of rounds of "starting fresh" sex, we decided to stay in bed all day.

It's very comfortable.

And we're both naked.

We've had breakfast, lunch and each other in my bed.

Oh man, that never gets old.

Even though I could have sex with Jennie non-stop we're on a break to get to know one another better.

Sure I know enough about Jennie and she knows enough about me, but now it's time for the other stuff. The finer details that will bring our intimacy to a whole new level.

After our first round we discussed the Irene incident.

Even though we touched on it before, we never really talked about it when we were both calm.

That was not an easy to discussion to have.

At all.

Jennie apologized again for being a mega bitch to me and I explained that Irene caught me at a very vulnerable moment. I regret sleeping with Irene but I can't change what I did. I'm also not going to outright apologize for it because we weren't together then.

I owed Jennie an explanation though.

And I wanted her to realize that I'm not some kind of womanizer.

I may not have had to justify my actions but for the greater good of moving forward, I felt it was necessary.

I also needed Jennie to know that I don't have any feelings for Irene whatsoever.

Ew!

I mean, she seems to have changed but she's still Irene.

I know it may look like I'm letting Jennie's behavior slide, but I'm not. She's already apologized more times than I can count, she came out on a national stage to let me know she was serious about not lying anymore and since yesterday she's been open with me about anything I've asked of her.

Except for now.

But I'll come back to that in just a second.

I made it obvious to Jennie that lying will not be tolerated and I can tell she got that message loud and clear.

Sure, I could have drawn things out and made Jennie feel even worse than she already did about how she acted. What good would that have done? The answer is it wouldn't have done any good.

The bottom line is I want to be with Jennie more than anything and I'm willing to take the risk of getting hurt again.

Am I scared?

Yes.

Is Jennie worth that risk?

Absolutely.

Besides I'm not innocent either.

I could have been honest with Jennie about my feelings a lot sooner than I was. I could have come right out and asked her about Hanbin. I could have confronted her about the first kiss we shared.

We both could have done a lot of things differently, and yet we still ended up together.

That's all that really matters.

I'm happy, she's happy and the past is going to be left there.

After round two we moved onto lighter subjects.

The basics.

Our favorite colors.

Hers is black, mine is purple.

Our favorite books.

Her is To Kill A Mockingbird, mine is the Shop-o-holic series.

Kidding.

Mostly.

Mine is Gone with the Wind.

Hey!

Just because I act like this, does not mean I'm an idiot.

Our first kiss.

Hers was Hanbin.

Ew!

Ok, ok, he's a decent guy, but he's still a guy. Jennie joked that kissing Hanbin convinced her that she was gay.

We both had a good chuckle at that.

Mine was a girl named Sana.

I was eight.

What can I say, I was quite a charmer even at a young age.

And now we've moved onto our first celebrity crushes.

This is important stuff I tell you.

Mine was Alyssa Milano.

Even before I came out I always found her cute when she was on Who's the Boss. The early years when she was a tomboy and could kick ass. And then of course she got older and wow.

Yeah, I like hot brunettes, it's a weakness.

Uhm, don't tell Jennie that I still think she's smoking though, I don't want her to get jealous or anything.

And for some reason I can't figure out, Jennie won't share hers with me.

How bad could it be?

I prop myself up on my hands and then I tickle Jennie's stomach. "Come on, I won't laugh, I promise."

"Fine," Jennie huffs, as she throws the covers over her head. "But remember you promised you wouldn't laugh."

I chuckle at her behavior, "I remember." I try to pry the covers from her hands but Jennie has a firm grip on them. "Alright, Jen, spit it out."

I hear Jennie groan as I wait for her to give me a name. She mumbles something but I can't make it out.

"What was that?" I ask. "Your voice is all muffled."

Jennie surprises me by pulling the covers back and she doesn't look happy. "Florence Henderson," she snaps. "There, I said it."

Uhm.

Ok.

"As in Mrs. Brady?" I inquire as I bite really hard on my bottom lip to prevent myself from breaking the promise I just made.

Oh my god!

I want to laugh so badly.

That's the craziest answer I've ever heard.

Not to mention the weirdest.

Jennie's entire face is beet red, including her ears that I like to nibble on. "Yes, are you pleased with yourself now?"

Is it wrong that I find her really endearing even though she's throwing a fit?

I know I should be more supportive.

But, come on!

Mrs. Brady!

That's kind of gross.

"I guess it could have been worse," I say as a bubble of laughter forms in my throat. "You could have been crushing on Alice." I can't hold it in much longer. "Or maybe you secretly fantasized about a threesome with the two of them."

I crack me up.

"That's not funny," Jennie whines. "I knew I shouldn't have told you."

"Aw, don't be like that," I reply as I lose the battle not to smile. "Tell me, does this turn you on?" I clear my throat a few times. "Here's the story of a lovely lady..."

I don't get to finish because Jennie smacks me in the head with a pillow.

"Shut up," she squeals as she whacks me again.

Pillow fight!

And a naked one at that.

Oh, it's on!

I grab my own pillow and get in a pretty good shot to Jennie's head. "Who was bringing up three very lovely girls," I sing in between blows.

Our battle turns fierce and sadly I lose.

It wasn't my fault though.

I got distracted by how hot Jennie is plus I couldn't stop laughing.

"Are you going to apologize?" Jennie asks while she has my arms pinned above my head.

And why would I do that when I'm enjoying myself immensely.

I shake my head and stick my tongue out. "Nope."

"Jisoo Kim you apologize or I won't have sex with you for the rest of the day," Jennie warns.

Uhm.

That is such an empty threat.

"Like you could resist me," I smirk.

She hasn't been able to control her lust for me just like I can't control my lust for her.

We're hopeless.

And neither one of is complaining.

"Damn it," Jennie mutters to herself. She releases my arms and then she moves onto her failsafe pouting. "You suck."

"I'd like to think I do," I joke as I wiggle my eyebrows.

I get no reaction out of Jennie.

Hmm, I hope she's not really pissed.

We sit in silence for a few minutes until I can't take it anymore. "Fine, fine, I'm sorry for making fun of you and your odd crush on Florence Henderson."

I am so whipped.

Jennie's frown turns upside and she's beaming. "Thank you."

Really whipped.

"I know it's not a typical answer but I seem to have a thing for older women," she says with a wink.

"I'm only few months older than you," I reply as we get back under the covers.

Jennie kisses my nose. "And what makes you think I was referring to you."

Huh?

If she's not referring to me then who...

Oh my god!

Ew!

Ew!

A million times ew!

I narrow my eyes at Jennie as she laughs at her own joke. It better be a joke! "I swear if you make one single reference to my mother you are sleeping on the couch tonight."

Like, that's wrong on so many levels I wouldn't even know where to begin.

"It's not so funny now, is it?" Jennie smiles in triumph. "And not to worry there's only one Kim I want."

"And who would that be?" I ask with a sly grin.

Jennie crawls on top of me as she exposes my body to her. "I think you know."

Hell yeah I do!

Break time is over!

Yes!

Jennie runs her hands up and down my now turned on self and I can't resist one more dig at her. "Till the one day when the lady met that fellow..."

That earns me a scowl from Jennie but I manage to flip our positions before she can do anything. I kiss the hell out of her and when I feel her kissing me back I know that all is forgiven.

And now I have the perfect idea for Jennie's birthday present.

I can't wait to see her reaction when she opens up my gift and sees the first season of The Brady Bunch that I'm going to buy.

I'm so bad.

Eeehee.

I better make sure I have my camera ready so I can catch her reaction.

My future plans for Jennie's birthday are put on the back burner as our make-out heats up.

Nice!

And score!

That's what I'm about to do.

Round three is about to begin.

Too bad I don't have a bell to ring.

I'll have to settle for ringing a bell in my head.

Once this round is done, I think a shower is in order.

Together this time.

Always together.

I'm thinking of the environment of course.

Yeah, water conservation is very important.

Jennie flips us around before she kisses her way down my body and my head is thrown back in ecstasy in no time. She is so good with her tongue.

So good!

Jennie's face is scrunched up and her tongue is hanging out the side of her mouth. Our eyes are locked on one another as a few drops of sweat drop from my forehead.

I grunt.

Jennie groans.

Damn, that's a sexy sound.

We're in my kitchen now.

And we're both panting.

I don't want you getting the wrong idea.

I'm wearing a tank top and shorts and so is Jennie.

Yeah, I know, I thought we'd be naked until bed time as well.

This is what happened.

I told Jennie to find something to wear from my closet so we could cook dinner together.

In the process of doing just that she found something in the back of my closet.

No, it wasn't Tom Cruise.

I completely forgot it was in there and when Jennie found it, she insisted that I put it on.

I shook my head and put my foot down.

It seems Jennie is just as stubborn as I am though.

I wasn't being unreasonable but I'm concerned that it might not fit anymore.

It's been so long since I had any use for it.

She even tried using guilt for the whole laughing at her celebrity crush incident. Then I reminded her that she lusted after the most wholesome person on the planet and someone like forty years her senior. I got another pillow thrown at me for that comment.

That is never going to get old.

Ever!

Then Jennie made an offer I couldn't refuse.

We'd arm wrestle and the loser would have to put what Jennie found on. Those were terms were I could accept.

Eagerly!

I can't wait to see what Jennie looks like wearing it.

Yummy!

She's going down!

And not just on me!

"Do you give?" I ask as I manage to move Jennie's arm that much closer to my kitchen table.

I shall prevail!

Hey!

Evil laugh, I've missed you.

Jennie ignores my question as she uses all her strength to push back.

I'm getting closer!

Yes!

I grip the side of the table for leverage while using all my strength to push down on Jennie's arm.

I can feel the tide turning in my favor.

I'm almost there.

It won't be long now before I get to...

"Hey, Jisoo," Jennie says and I'm sure she's about to concede to me.

Her hand is inches away from touching the table.

"Yeah," I reply as I taste my victory.

This is going to be so sweet.

Jennie leans in and her voice takes on that seductive quality I've come to love. "I'm really wet."

I relax my grip on Jennie's hand as my jaw hits the floor. "Huh?"

Uhm.

Wow.

And what great information to receive.

Before I know it, Jennie slams my arm on the kitchen table. "Never mind," she smirks. "I win!"

Wait.

What just happened?

Jennie does a victory dance around me as my lust clouded brain realizes that I've been had.

"Hey!" I exclaim. "You cheated."

Jennie laughs from the other side of the table. "I wasn't lying and you're just pissed that I thought of it first."

She thinks she's so smart!

"This isn't fair," I whine. "I almost had you."

"The key word is almost." Jennie walks over to me and then she pulls me in for a hug. "No amount of complaining is going to get you out of this. After dinner, you're putting it on and then the real fun begins."

I'm about to tell her she's crazy if she thinks I'm not going to protest her supposed victory when I feel Jennie kiss my neck.

I let out a moan, followed by another as her hands move under my shirt.

I am so easy!

Jennie hoists me up on the counter and any of hope of staying mad at her is thrown out the window when she slides my shorts down my legs.

I never knew waiting for dinner to be ready could be so much fun.

I look at myself in the mirror of my bathroom as Jennie waits for me in the bedroom.

I make a couple of adjustments and despite my earlier misgivings I have to say it fits quite nicely.

"What is taking so long?" Jennie impatiently shouts from the other side of the door.

"Patience is a virtue," I shout back as I make some final adjustments.

I tighten the pigtails in my hair before I grab the pom-poms I could have sworn I threw out years ago.

I was a cheerleader the first semester of my freshman year of high school.

Then Irene joined the squad and I no longer cared to pursue my dream of winning a cheerleading championship.

Ok, ok, that was never my dream but I did like looking at my fellow cheerleaders as they practiced their moves.

I can't believe the outfit still fits.

For the most part.

It's really tight around my chest but something tells me Jennie won't mind. She's waiting for me to come out and put on a routine for her.

She's lucky I love her and she's lucky I got lucky in the kitchen or I would have called a do over on our arm wrestling match.

What I wouldn't give to see Jennie in this uniform.

Hold on.

I'm just picturing it in my head.

Mmmmm...

That is one fine image.

I don't remember one single routine from my cheerleading days but luckily I've seen Bring It On many times so I'm not too worried. And if Jennie doesn't like what I've come up with she can suck on it.

Or me.

Either way there will be sucking involved.

I open the bathroom door and I swear I hear Jennie clapping her hands.

I stick my head in the doorframe of my bedroom without letting Jennie get a peak at what I look like. She's sitting on the middle of my bed and unfortunately she's not nude.

That's probably a good thing though or I wouldn't be able to concentrate and there's no way I'm putting this uniform on again.

No way!

She has on the tank top and shorts from earlier and even with clothes on she's still sexy as fuck.

I can't believe how I want her all the time.

And I mean, all the time.

Is that normal?

What is normal anyway?

Thanks voice, that makes me feel better.

Are you being sarcastic?

No, not at all.

Ok good.

Hey look at that we didn't fight.

I really need to stop this or I'm going to get committed one of these days.

"Are you ready?" I ask Jennie even though I know the answer.

Jennie chuckles. "You better believe it, dance for me."

I roll my eyes. "You can't order me around."

"Quit stalling, Jisoo," Jennie replies with a knowing smile.

Damn it!

How can she know me that well already?

I reluctantly enter my bedroom but when Jennie starts hooting and hollering I nearly turn right back around.

This is so embarrassing.

"You look hot," Jennie exclaims and I see her eyes have darkened.

Maybe this won't be as bad as I thought.

I stand at the foot of the bed and shake my pom-poms a few times.

"Come on, you can do better than that," Jennie smirks and I will get her back for this somehow.

But I did lose so I might as well get this torture over with.

"Oh, Jennie, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind," I chant as I kick one of my legs up in the air. "Hey, Jennie."

"Now that's what I'm talking about," Jennie squeals as she whistles her approval.

"Hey, Jennie," I repeat as I get more into my routine. "You've been around all night, and that's a little long."

I have Jennie's full attention as I jump up and down a couple of times.

Without a bra on.

"You think you've got it right." I turn around and bend over. "But I think you've got it wrong." I lift my skirt up for a very brief second and show Jennie my bare ass.

When I turn back around, Jennie is no longer smiling and there's fire burning in her eyes.

Oh yeah.

I still got it.

"Why can't you say goodnight," I continue as I throw my pom-poms on the bed. "So you can take me home, Jennie."

I shake my hips and I barely have the chance to tease Jennie by pretending to lift my shirt up before she puts an abrupt halt to my routine.

I still had more to go!

Whoa!

Wait!

When did Jennie lose her clothes?

Jennie gives me a searing hot kiss after she rips my top off and it looks our first full day of being a couple is going to end with a bang.

Literally.

Go!

Team!