"Donna, can I talk to you for a sec?" Dick called me over after our Titans meeting. I smiled at him and walked over.

"What's up Dick?" I asked, taking a seat on the table edge.

"I was wondering," he started, phrasing his words very carefully. "Would you mind if Kory spent the night at your place tonight?" He looked at me hopefully, then stammered, "I kinda have a date tonight."

"Is it with Clancy?" I teased. It was about time he started dating a normal person (if you consider a beautiful Chinese landlady with an Irish accent thicker than clam chowder normal).

Dick paused a beat then said, "Yeah. I keep ducking out on her and I'm afraid if I do it again..."

"You'll not only be out a prospective girlfriend, but also out of a place to stay," I finished, half giggling.

He looked sheepish. "That obvious?" Gods, he was sexy when he smiled that way. I envied Clancy.

"That obvious," I nodded. "Sure, no prob. Does Kory know?"

"Yeah, I said I'd talk to you," he answered. "You sure you don't mind?"

I smiled. "Of course not, it's been pretty lonely around my place lately. I'll be happy for the company."

Kory and I went from Titans tower to my place. She was ready to stay in a hotel if I said no, not that I would have. Kory has always been close to me, so I couldn't turn her away. We went inside and decided to have a regular "Girls Night Out" just for fun. I said we had to get dressed up in drop-dead gorgeous outfits, then go to Busolakis for dinner, maybe go to a club for some dancing, then back home to watch movies, gossip or whatever else we wanted. Kory wore this black ultra-mini dress that clung to her like a second skin. With a long silk scarf and heels, she was every inch the fashion model/princess I knew she was. Not to be outdone, I decided on a red spaghetti-strap layered slip dress that hung softly from my body. In the right light, it was almost transparent. Almost, but not quite; just enough to make someone want to see more. I grabbed my shawl and purse and slipped on my heels. We were ready to go.

It was only a few blocks to the restaurant and it was a beautiful night, so we decided to walk. On the way, we got stares and catcalls that normally I would just ignore. That night though, I loved them. Kory did too, and it showed in the way she moved. There is something about a woman when she knows she looks good. She flaunts it. And Kory did. Actually, we both did. We walked with a little more sway in our hips, showing off exactly how we felt. After the tenth whistle, I looked at Kory, who smiled at me. We both started to laugh and hurried off to eat.

Dinner was fantastic as usual. The drinks just kept coming from the bar and the tables around us. We ate, oblivious to our audience, and talked. She told me about her husband's death, the destruction of her world, and I could feel the sadness in her. I took her hand to comfort her. She looked into my eyes and smiled. "Aren't we supposed to be having fun?" I nodded, smiling in return. We turned the topic to the new team. I was looking forward to being back in action. So was she. I think is was something we both needed: a place to belong. We both lost everything important to us, and we needed to be needed again. I raised my glass and toasted the new team. She did as well, then toasted our fallen. We both missed Raven and Joey. They were the only two really missing from this team. Even though we expanded our ranks to include Argent and Jessie, it wasn't the same. Maybe in time it would feel right again.

From the restaurant we made it to Mr. O's, a dance club. That was fun. We danced all night. I sat at the bar for a song to catch my breath and watched Kory dancing with two different guys. They had their hands on her hips and her shoulders and gyrated to New Order. She loved it. It was like they were having a threesome on the dance floor. I watched her and felt a little jealous. One of the guys, a blond, had his hands on her hips and moved in to grind his crotch into her behind in rhythm to the music. She responded by pushing back against him rubbing hard up against him. The brunette in front of her wouldn't be outdone, and moved in close to rub his legs in between hers. His face was inches away from her breasts, which were ready to overflow from the top of her dress. Her nipples were hard and pushed out against the black spandex. I watched him flick his tongue across the tops of her breasts and felt my own tightening, my nipples started to tingle. She grabbed his hair and brought his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. The blond grabbed her waist and ground against her harder, burying his face in her hair. It was an erotic tableau, and I felt myself grow wet watching them. Then the song ended and she let them both go and walked to the bar. Her face was a little flushed and she gave me a knowing smile. The guys came over and asked if we wanted to have a party at their place. I smiled and declined, as did Kory. They didn't seem too happy about it, and angrily stomped away. We finished our drinks, listened to some music and decided to call it a night. We left the club and waited for a cab. Just before the cab arrived, the guys came back. They grabbed me and her by the wrists and started to drag us to the parking lot.

"Fuckin' tease!" the brunette said to Kory. "You wanted a party and now you and your friend are gonna get one." At first we were stunned. Didn't these guys know who we were? Then blondie started to feel me up. That did it. I made sure I didn't kill him, but I threw him with enough force to make sure that the headache he had when he came to would teach him not this was not the way to treat a lady. Kory's guy grabbed at her dress and tried to tear it. She grabbed his hand and, in the wink of an eye, had him on the asphalt begging her to let go. I heard several bones in his had snap and winced. I almost felt sorry for him. Almost, but not quite.

"Awww," I cooed. "Izzumms hurt?" Kory still held his hand, smiling.

"I think he wants to party with us Donna," she said mocking him. "Think you're man enough for the two of us? Your friend certainly isn't," she smiled, nodding to the unconscious heap by the wall.

He was desparate. "C'mon lady, you were practically askin' for it on the dance floor. Just let me go."

"Just because we had a nice dance, doesn't mean I want you tearing off my dress." Kory was getting angry and I knew I had to get control the situation before it got out of hand.

"Let him go Kory," I said softly. "You've broken his hand already."

She looked at me and snorted. "If you say so." She threw him aside and glared at him. "Don't you forget: NO means NO!"

He got to his feet and struggled to get his friend into his car. We waited until they drove off and then decided to call it a night. Hailing a cab, we headed home.

I set her up in the extra room and then went to my own to get some sleep. Something wouldn't let me. I tossed and turned and threw a pillow over my head, but it was no use. I just kept seeing Kory on the dance floor with those guys. Watching her get them off turned me on like you wouldn't believe. It had been so long since Terry, since Kyle. I imagined Kory and those guys in slow motion as they rubbed her and kissed her, and I slowly slid my hand across my body, running my fingers over my breasts, teasing my nipples into hard nubs. My skin was on fire and while one hand fondled my breasts, the other slid slowly between my legs. I was so wet, it soaked through my panties. I started to stroke myself, and my frustration grew. I was rarely able to get myself off like this, and my fingers in between my lips, rubbing my spot just seemed to excite me without letting me climax. I rolled over onto my stomach, hoping the position change would help me get off easier. It didn't. I just lay there with this ache in the pit of me, begging for release, but not finding it. Burying my face in my pillow, I let the last of my tears run down my face and drifted off to sleep.

That morning, I woke up and drew on my robe, then headed down the hall to see if Kory was awake. I figured if she was, we could catch some breakfast before heading back to Bludhaven to meet up with Dick. Her door was halfway open and I looked in on her. There she was on the bed, her eyes closed. She must have kicked the covers off in her sleep, because they lay on the floor. She was nude, and laying on her side. The sunlight on her skin made it glow. Gods she was beautiful. Her golden skin looked so soft, her breasts were so firm, the nipples had a rosy blush to them. I let my eyes drink I her figure, lush and lovely. The next thing I knew I was kneeling by the bed, wanting to touch her. I stopped myself. Donna, I thought, this is your friend, what are you doing? Yet I yearned to run my fingers over her beautiful golden skin. Hesitantly I reached to her and let my fingers brush her nipples lightly. I felt myself react to this brief contact. My nipples grew hard, my skin was aflame. I felt the wetness between my legs and reached out to touch her again.

"That feels good Donna."

I looked up and saw her eyes open, her lips smiling. I jerked away, tripping over my own legs. "I'm sorry Kory, I didn't mean, I mean," I stammered, backing away.

She sat up and smiled at me again. "It's okay, I liked it." I turned to leave the room when her voice stopped me. "Please don't go."

I looked at her slowly, and I felt the blood rush into my face. "Kory, I'm sorry, I don't know why, but," I started.

She stood up and walked over to me. "It's alright. I enjoyed it, and I can tell that you did too." My blush intensified. She took my hand and walked with me back to the bed. "We're friends Donna, and on my world, it isn't uncommon for friends to experiment."

I looked away, not able to meet her gaze. "But Kory," I started.

She held a finger to my lips. "Donna, I would like it if we would. But I won't force you."

I sat across from this beautiful woman and my mind raced.

"I know you want to Donna. I do to," she said softly.

"I don't know Kory," I whispered. "I'm afraid."

"Don't be," she said softly stroking my cheek. I closed my eyes and leaned against her hand, reveling in her touch. It was so light and the scent of her perfume filled the air between us. 'We'll stop whenever you want, but right now, I can tell you need this, you need me." I looked into her eyes trying to speak. She stopped me with four simple words:

"I need you too."

Her breathy voice melted away whatever doubts I had left. I looked away shyly.

"Kory, I've never... I don't know..." I stammered. She tilted my face to hers and gently kissed me.

Overwhelmed. That's the only way I can explain how I felt. It was like something in me clicked, and I was complete again. I responded to her kiss with ardor. My hands were clutching in air, I didn't know what to do. Then I felt the cool room air on my skin as my robe slipped off my shoulders and fell to the floor. I pulled away gently, feeling the heat of my blood rushing to my face again as I stood clad in only beige silk panties. My breasts were firm, my nipples hard from my arousal. I could feel the wetness slowly ooze between my lips. She smiled at me and sat on the bed, pulling me down next to her. I looked down into my lap, embarrassed. She tilted my face up and was smiling at me.

"You're beautiful Donna. I've wanted to love you for so long, but there was always someone else in the way. There was Terry, and Dick, then Kyle. Being with you everyday about drove me crazy. But I was afraid you wouldn't want me if I asked. So I never did."

I didn't really know how to respond to that. "Kory, I've always loved you. You are so beautiful, so talented."

She took my hand and guided it along her skin. "We'll only go as far as you want. When you want to stop, we'll stop." She lay back on the bed, drawing me down beside her. I lay stiff, unsure. I think she sensed it, because she rolled onto her side, propped up on her elbow and smiled. "Just relax, let me love you." I looked into her eyes and knew that right here, right now, this was right.. Tomorrow we might go back to the way we were before, but now, I wanted this woman to make love to me.

"Please Kory," I whispered. "I don't know what to do."

"Just lay back and enjoy it," she answered. "Tell me what you like, what you need."

I relaxed as much as I could, but I was still nervous. Would I be good enough, was I too fat, too thin. Then she kissed me again. Her lips touched mine and I felt a warmth spread through me., willing me to let go all my fears, my insecurities. I felt her lips start down my neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses down my throat. Her long red-gold hair skimmed lightly across my skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Then her mouth closed on my right nipple. Her warm tongue drew it in softly, while she sucked in a rhythm that willed me to arch up against her. I wanted to run my fingers through her hair, to encourage her, but all I could do was clutch at the bed sheets. She bathed my nipple with her tongue, then blew on it lightly to make it throb. "I love your breasts," she said. "I always thought mine were too big. Yours are perfect." She caressed the other one with her hand. She used her fingers to tease the nipple to a peak. "Most men don't really understand," she continued. "They figure that we want a grope and a grab, maybe a bite for good measure, but never really appreciate how sensitive our breasts are." She traced a path to my left nipple and started to tease it slowly. "Just like now," she giggled. "I bet I could make you come right now, just by licking you here..." She ran her tongue along the underside of my breast... "Here..." the valley between them... "Or by just sucking you like this." With that, she took my nipple in her mouth and sucked it, using her tongue to rub it up and down, back and forth, circling it lightly, then a little harder. I dug my nails into my palms and tried not to scream. Gods, she was right. My climax was swift and so intense, I broke out in a sweat.

"Kory..." I moaned.

"Let it go, Donna, enjoy it." Her hand was between my legs, teasing me through the wet silk of my panties. I arched up against her hand wildly as it washed over me. Then relaxing again, I slowly opened my eyes to her sweet smile.

"Did you like that?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied breathily. "Very much."

"I'm glad," she said. She kissed me again lightly. "May I go on?"

All I could manage was a nod, my muscles were betraying me. I felt her slip her fingers into the waistband of my panties. She went down on my breasts again, positioning herself between my legs. Slowly she slid the wet silk down my thighs, and off my legs, slowly moving her mouth down my body. I suddenly felt embarrassed. "Kory..." I started.

She ran her tongue over my lips, teasing my spot lightly. I screamed. "Kory!"

She looked up at me. "Do you want me to stop? I thought you would like this."

My mind was swimming. "No, I mean yes, I mean I like it very much."

She smiled and did it again, this time a little harder. I arched up to meet her mouth, wanting her to taste me. She understood and began to tongue me, parting my lips with her fingers, flicking me until I was screaming again. She plunged her tongue inside me, sucking me lightly. Her tongue set a rhythm to match my hips, and I felt my orgasm build. "Gods, Kory," I moaned. "Please don't stop." Her mouth covered me totally, and her tongue was driving me mad. Vaguely I felt her move against the bed, one hand between her legs. She moaned against me, which I felt all the way through me. Then she quickly let me go, and moved back up my body so we were face to face again. She slid one of her legs in between mine, and one of mine between hers. We kissed again, and I tasted my cum on her lips and her tongue. We moved against each other, riding each other's legs until our movements were so frantic, I knew we would come together. She grabbed my wrists and held them tightly over my head, moving her hips against mine.

"Donna..."

"Kory..."

"Come..."

We did, long and hard, the sweat from our bodies mixing, our juices running all over ourselves and each other. Together we collapsed in a tangle of bed sheets.

We shared a shower (that's another story) and hurried to meet Dick at Café Crema, a local coffee shop. Then we headed back to his apartment to get Kory's things. It didn't make sense for her to sleep on a couch, when there was a perfectly empty bed and room at my place. We drove back home, knowing we would have to invite Dick over for dinner and maybe dessert.

After all, what are friends for?