It had all started so innocently. Rocky invited him to his brother Pedro's party. Tommy didn't know why he had drunk so much, especially since he never had before, but he did. So did Rocky. They were effectively toasted by ten p.m. He didn't really remember much after that, although one particularly vivid dream was burned into his conscious thought. He had dreamt some girl named Lex, Rocky, and himself had actually had an orgy. Or menage a trois, as it were.

_What a dream..._ Tommy thought uncomfortably. He opened his eyes, and saw Rocky lying beside him. Naked. _Doesn't mean anything. Doesn't mean anything at all. So me and Rocky shared a bed. Big deal. Just a bed. Nothing at all weird about that. Of course, Rocky is naked._ He lifted the covers and looked down at himself. _And so am I._

He turned away from Rocky to climb out of bed when he saw her. Lex lay on her back with a thin sheet covering the lower half of her naked body. Long blonde hair billowed out around her head, although Tommy's eyes didn't make it past her breasts. Every single erotic detail of their encounter the night before suddenly came back to him.

"That would be wild," Tommy mused.

"Yes it would," Lex said thoughtfully. She had been flirting with the two obviously very young teenagers all night long. They were both pretty well drunk, and she was curious at just how far they would be willing to go. "Would you like to try it?"

"Try what?" Tommy asked.

"Try the Wobbly H," Lex said.

"Yeah!" Rocky shouted eagerly.

"I don't know," Tommy said, his voice starting to slur. "I've already got a girlfriend."

"I'm not asking you to give her up," Lex explained. "I just want to have sex with you." She giggled and said, "With both of you."

"I'm game!" Rocky shouted. "C'mon man, you already told me that Kim wouldn't put out. Or was that you that won't put out?"

"No, it's Kimberly," Tommy said. "I don't think I should."

"Oh, what's it gonna hurt," Lex said. "I tell you what, if you're that uncomfortable with the whole thing, then you can be the guy who gets the blow job."

"Yeah!" Rocky shouted. "It's not like you're ever going to get a chance to do this again!"

"Your red friend is right," Lex said with a nod. "How many other woman are going to just offer you a one-night stand?"

"I still don't know," Tommy said.

"All right," Lex said. "I tell you what. We'll all go in the bedroom, Rocky and I will start, and you can join in if you want."

"Yeah," Rocky breathed happily.

"Oh-okay," Tommy stammered.

An hour later, they were all naked in a heap in Pedro's guest bedroom. Tommy had started out just watching, but he was so mesmerized, Lex easily talked him into a blow job. After just a few minutes of that, he was ready for more, which she gladly offered. Lex had put the two men through every single position imaginable. She was actually impressed with their staying power, although it was probably due to the alcohol.

For a virgin, Rocky had a lot of ideas. Especially his "Double Stuffed Method." Tommy on the bottom and Rocky stood behind them. It had taken the two men a moment to get their rhythms, but once they had, it resulted in a powerful near-simultaneous orgasm for all three. She and Tommy had done a bit more by themselves later during the night, as had she and Rocky. Lex could scarcely believe what all she had done with the two seventeen year olds. It was a night she knew she would never forget.

"Thanks for last night," Rocky muttered, cradling his head.

"No prob," Lex said with a smile. "That's my job, that's what I do."

"You're a prostitute, too?!" Tommy shouted in horror, and immediately regretted it as his head felt like exploding.

"It's just an expression," Lex said. "Calm down, Tommy. I'm not a prostitute. I'm a slut. There's a difference."

"Sluts do it for free," Rocky muttered.

Lex nodded in agreement as she got dressed. "Well boys, I gotta go. Catch ya' later." She walked out of Pedro's house, and as soon as the coast was clear, turned back into her true form of Scorpina. Satisfied that she had pushed over the first domino that would eventually make the entire team crash, she teleported to the moon.

Thursday afternoon....
"You can't keep this from Kimberly forever," Rocky said.

"I still feel sick," Tommy said.

"I don't know what to tell you," Rocky said. "Kim hasn't noticed yet?"

"I don't think so," Tommy said.

"Look, she's just over there. Go over to her, talk to her, and work this out. Kimberly's a very reasonable woman. She might understand."

Tommy nodded in agreement. He had been thinking the same thing all week. He just wanted someone else to tell him.

"Hmm?" she asked, turning away from her conversation with Aisha.

"Can we talk? Alone?"

"I'll leave you two guys alone," Aisha said.

"Thanks," Tommy said. He sat down at the table and took a deep breath. "Is something wrong?"

"Yeah, it is," Tommy said. He was silent for a few minutes.

"Tommy, tell me what's wrong. You're starting to scare me."

"Kim, I want you to think of the worst possible thing you can think of, okay? That way, this won't be so bad." She nodded in agreement. "Kimberly, you know I love you right." She nodded again. "I had sex with another woman Friday night."

She was completely silent for a moment. "You what?"

"I'm sorry, Kimberly," he said hurriedly, near tears.

"You did what?" she growled at him with hate in her eyes. "That was the worst possible thing I could think of. How could you do that to me? To us?! You gave your virginity to some slut you met at Pedro's party?!" Several people in the Youth Bar turned to look at her, but she was so mad she didn't notice. If she had, she wouldn't have cared.

"It's not like that, Kim," Tommy said. "I was drunk!"

"YOU BASTARD!" she screamed. "IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE IT OKAY?!"

He reached out to cradle her chin. "Kimberly, pl-"

"NO!" she screeched, knocking his hand away. She drew her arm back and hit him, effectively bloodying his nose. With tears in her eyes, she fled from the Juice Bar. As soon as she reached the hallway, she looked around her, and once satisfied that the coast was clear, teleported to the one person she hoped could help her.

"Billy," Kimberly said, "I need to talk to you." She suddenly burst into tears.

"Kimberly?"

"It's Tommy," she sobbed.

Billy hurried over to her. "C'mon. Sit down." He guided her to the bed and sat down beside her. "Is something wrong? Is Tommy okay?"

"He's got a bloody nose," Kimberly said with a pitiful smile. "Billy, he cheated on me."

"He's seeing someone else?" Billy asked in complete disbelief.

"No," Kimberly said. She bit the insides of her cheeks to keep from crying again. "H-he slept with another woman."

"What?"

"I don't know who she is, but Tommy admitted to it. Oh God, Billy, I feel so mad, and upset, and just... everything all at once!"

"I don't... know what to say, Kimberly," Billy sighed.

Kimberly collapsed against Billy's body, and he wrapped her arms around her. "I hate him, Billy."

"I do too, Kim." Despite his outward appearance, Billy had never been so mad at anyone in his life. Billy had been in love with Kimberly since first grade. Even though he knew what he had was just love from afar, it was still love. He only wanted Kimberly to be happy. Tommy had made her happy, and Billy had been happy for them. But Tommy had just hurt Kimberly worse than he had ever seen her hurt. If Billy had the skill, he would have gone out and beat the hell out of Tommy.

"Thank you anyway."

"Huh?"

"I know what you're thinking," Kimberly sighed.

"You do?"

Kimberly nodded.

_I hope you don't know everything I'm thinking..._ Billy thought.

"Billy?" Kimberly asked. "Can I ask a favor?"

"Anything," he said.

"Help me get back at Tommy," Kimberly said.

"How?"

"I've got one idea," Kimberly said with a grin.

"Kimberly, we can't do that," Billy said nervously. "It might make you feel better now to get back at Tommy, but you'll hate yourself tomorrow."

"No I won't," she promised. "Please Billy?"

"Kimberly, I've never done... anything."

"That's okay, Billy," Kimberly said. "I've never gone all the way, either."

"What ha-have you done?"

"Nothing more than petting," Kimberly admitted. "Can I go to the bathroom, though, first?"

"Yeah," Billy said. "Down the hall to-"

"I know where your bathroom is," Kimberly said. She slipped off of the bed and disappeared into the hall. She popped back in the room and asked, "Are your parents home?"

"They won't be home until Sunday night," Billy answered.

Kimberly nodded thoughtfully and walked back out of the room. "Can I use your phone?" Kimberly called.

"Okay," Billy croaked. _Oh boy, this is... very odd._

Kimberly quickly called her mother. "Mom? It's Kim. Can I spend the night at Aisha's? Me, her, and Billy are working on our science projects. Please?"

"Sure, hon," Ms. Hart answered. "Don't you need some clothes, though?"

"No, I'll just borrow something of Aisha's for school tomorrow," Kimberly answered. After their good-byes, she promptly called Aisha. "Hello?"

"Aisha, it's me, Kim."

"Hey, what's up?"

"I don't really have time to talk," Kimberly said. "Can I ask you the biggest favor I've ever asked?"

"Sure."

"I'm spending the night at Billy's."

"Pwuh?"

"Hold on. Do not let Tommy know. If he calls your house, tell him that me, you, and Billy are working on our science projects."

"Kim?"

"Trust me, please?" Kimberly asked. "And if my mom calls, well, I told her I'm at your house."

"Are you going to tell me why?"

"I will, I promise, just not right now," Kimberly said. She glanced at the clock and said, "I'll call you in a few hours and tell you everything, okay?"

"Okay, girl," Aisha said, "but you had better hurry, because I have got some pretty wild thoughts running through my head right now."

Kimberly laughed and said, "Well... I'll talk to ya' later." She hung up before Aisha had a chance to say anything. She then retreated to the bathroom. After gargling with some mouth wash, splashing cold water on her face, and taking her shoes and socks off, she decided she was ready. _I sure hope I'm doing the right thing._ "Billy, I'm gonna go ahead and lock the front door, okay?"

"Oh-ohkay," he said nervously.

He sat in nervous anticipation on the edge of his bed. He had contemplated folding down the covers, but decided that if Kimberly had something planned that didn't relate to sex in any way at all, he would have just seriously embarrassed himself. A few minutes later, she slipped into his bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"The house is locked," Kimberly said. "Are you sure your parents won't be home tonight?"

"Very sure," Billy said.

"Do you... want to do this? I mean, you don't have to."

"I want to," Billy said eagerly. With a pause, he added, "To help you out, I mean.... Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I'm very sure," Kimberly said. "There's not a single person on the planet I trust more than I trust you, Billy."

"Thank you," he said. "Umm, am I supposed to start... or...?"

"You're so nervous," Kimberly said. "Try and relax...."

"I thought I was relaxed," Billy stammered.

Kimberly couldn't help but smile at his red face. The fact that Billy was so incredibly nervous made it much easier for her. Rather than say anything in response, she carefully took his face in her hands and kissed him, very delicately. Her tongue thrust into his mouth. He found his hands sliding down her back. She pushed him onto his back, but traveled with him, laying atop his body. Her mouth worked furiously against his and then traveled down to his neck. He found himself moaning as her lips and tongue caressed his flesh. "This is... prodigious," Billy sighed. Kimberly giggled and her lips left his neck. "What did I say?"

"I'm sorry," Kimberly said. "I'm glad you said that, though. It reminded me this is the same Billy I've known for seventeen years."

"Do you want to stop?" Billy asked, trying his hardest to keep the disappointment from showing through in his voice.

"No," Kimberly said with a smile. "If anything, I want to now more than ever."

"Really?"

"Really. Now sit up." She lifted off of his chest but still straddled his lap.

"Why?"

"Because I want to take your shirt off," she said. She inhaled deeply, still smelling the soap from his shower just before she had shown up. Her fingers darted to his neck and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his polo shirt. Pausing only briefly to kiss the indentation at the base of his neck, her hands traveled to his waist. She pulled the faded blue shirt from his jeans, as well as the white t-shirt beneath. She lifted the shirt up his abdomen, but paused. "You have a tan?"

"So?"

"You never go without a shirt," she said in disbelief.

"My mom has a tanning bed in the basement," Billy answered.

Kimberly traced her fingers across his defined abdomen. She rubbed her palm across his stomach, tickling the few sparse hairs below his belly button. She pulled the shirt up over his head, and he lifted his arms to assist her. She soon had him removed of the garment. "Mmmm," Kimberly said appreciatively. Billy turned a dark shade of red in response. "Don't be so shy." She lowered her head to his chest and licked his right nipple.

"Oh man," Billy moaned.

"You like?" Kimberly asked, taking her mouth away.

"Yeah."

She closed her mouth over the brown nub. Her tongue flicked back and forth across it, causing it to harden. She paused only for a moment, and then began to suck on it. Billy arched off of the bed, lifting Kimberly up with him. Kimberly didn't stop to ask if he liked that, but rather continued her oral ministrations. Meanwhile, she let her hand rest on his left nipple and began to play with it with her fingers. "Kim," Billy whined. Her lick, flick, or suck on his nipples was sending a bolt of fire through his body. His heart was beating wildly, and he wasn't even capable of catching his breath.

She suddenly stopped and slipped off of the bed. "Move over a little," she instructed. Billy allowed himself to be guided into the position he wanted her. He knew what was coming and was scarcely able to believe it. Her hands rubbed across the significant bulge in his shorts.

_This is it, Kim. You do this, there's no going back. Make sure you aren't doing this just to hurt Tommy, because if that's the reason, then you are just going to hurt Billy, and he's too nice of a guy to do that to._

"Kimberly?" Billy asked as she paused.

"I'm just thinking," Kimberly said.

"You don't have to do this," Billy said.

"I know," Kimberly said. "I mean, Billy, I love you. I've known that for a long time, and you've known it. It's no big secret. I just want to make sure we're doing this for the right reasons."

"Come back up here," Billy instructed.

Kimberly stood up and sat down beside Billy with a thump. "I'm sorry, Billy," Kimberly sighed.

"Don't be," he said. "Why don't you tell me why you want to do this?"

"Well, obviously I want to hurt Tommy as badly as he hurt me," Kimberly said. "Only I'm afraid I'll hurt you in the process, because I don't think I love you the way we should if we're going to do this."

"How do you love me?" Billy asked. Kimberly said nothing, so Billy said, "Want me to tell you how I love you?"

"Please...."

"I love you because you're a true friend, you are very considerate of others, sweet, and we've been through a lot together. There is no one I trust more, because I know that no matter what I say or do, I can trust you with it. You're also very beautiful and you have a great body. And on some level, I've loved you more than a friend should since I was twelve. I think I've just proven the trust I have for you. I've just told you a secret I've kept to myself for five years. I haven't even written it in my journal."

Kimberly took a moment to absorb what Billy had said. "Thank you," Kimberly said. "Billy, I may not love you the way lovers should. Even though I can picture us being in each others lives, I don't see us being married, or anything like that... I don't think. But I do love you, and I trust you enough to... share my body. And right now, I can't think of a single person I would rather my first time be with. But I won't lie. I'm doing this partially to get back at Tommy."

"Partially?"

"I don't think that's the only reason," Kimberly said. "I hope that's not the only reason. I don't really know what it is, just yet... curiosity, maybe?... but...."

"I understand," Billy said, "and my original offer still stands. You can use me in any way you need to make you feel better, even if its just to hurt Tommy. Please, I see this as my way of hurting Tommy as well, because if he hurt you, then he hurt me."

"You're my best friend, Billy," Kimberly said. "I'd love for my first time to be with you. Your first time is the most serious, in my opinion anyway. It never changes. Until the end of time, Billy Cranston will be Kimberly Hart's first lover."

"I like that," Billy said with a sheepish grin.

"Now where did I leave off?" Kimberly asked, slipping off of the bed. She ran her hands over his groin. "You aren't as hard as you were, earlier."

"Don't worry," Billy said with a smile. "That'll change in just a few seconds."

"I'm a little nervous," Kimberly confided. "I've never seen a man naked, before. In real life, I mean."

Neither said anything as her hands unbuttoned his shorts. With a familiar metallic swish, she unzipped his jeans. White briefs lay beneath. His manhood was already showing signs of life, and before she had a chance to uncloak him, he was once again at full stand. She slowly pulled his shorts and underwear down. Her eyes widened as his erect manhood sprung free. She had seen pictures, but nothing had prepared her for what it would look like so close. She also realized with a fair amount of trepidation that he was considerably larger than she had planned. _Seven inches?_ she wondered silently. _And he's thicker than I thought he would be, too. But this is Billy. You know he'll be gentle._

"Y-you can touch it," Billy urged her nervously.

"I'm just taking my time," Kimberly answered. She reached a hand out to cup his sac. It was astonishingly loose, and nothing at all like what she would have imagined. His erection was a dark reddish-purple. She wrapped her hand around its base, causing Billy to moan just from the thought that for the first time in his seventeen years of life, someone besides himself was touching his penis.

Kimberly moved closer to it. She carefully traced her tongue up the side of it. Billy gasped and arched his back off of the bed. His eyes were closed, and a bizarre smile was stretched across his face. _He seems to be enjoying himself._ That thought pleased Kimberly, and it gave her the courage to take the head inside her mouth.

Billy mentally screamed in ecstasy. He fought the urge to writhe about on the bed. He could never have imagined that anything could feel that good! Her tongue circled around the head, exploring its ridges and indentations. She slowly lowered herself down his shaft, taking him into her mouth inch by inch and pushing Billy toward what felt like the brink of insanity.

Kimberly felt more than a little nervous with his penis halfway in her mouth. However, his moans of pleasure warmed her. She was thrilled to be causing anyone such pleasure. She attempted to take all of him in her mouth, but the head suddenly bumped into the back of her mouth. She backed off quickly so as to keep from gagging. Rather than try again to take him all in, she slowly bobbed up and down what part of his penis she could comfortably and fondled what wasn't in her mouth with her hands.

Billy didn't say anything as she continued her slow blow job. He couldn't have said how long she performed on him, but he soon realized that his orgasm was rapidly approaching. "Kim," he breathed. "I'm ab-bout to come...."

She felt his penis get harder and began to swell even larger. She pulled off, but wrapped both hands around him and began to stroke him. His orgasm hit, and seemingly every muscle in his body clenched. He screamed as spurt after spurt of semen burst from him. Each breath was punctuated with a non-verbal cry of pleasure. Kimberly continued moving her hands up and down his erection until he was completely still.

"Wow," Billy sighed.

"Messy," Kimberly muttered. She wiped both hands on the carpet, cleaning them as best she could.

"I'm sorry," Billy said truthfully with a sympathetic smile on his face.

"That's okay," Kimberly said. "I'm just glad you enjoyed yourself."

"Can I return the favor?" he asked sheepishly.

"I was hoping you'd want to," Kimberly smiled.

"Just bear with me," Billy whispered. "I don't really know what to do."

"I didn't either."

"You've at least kissed other people," Billy said.

"What?" Kimberly asked in disbelief. Billy didn't say anything, but Kimberly pressed further and said, "Am I the first woman you've ever kissed?"

"Yes," Billy said sheepishly.

"Well this is gonna be a big night of firsts for you, isn't it?" Kimberly asked with a sly grin and a giggle.

"I sure hope so," Billy muttered. His hands delicately slid down her sides. He grabbed her shirt tail and pulled the bright pink shirt off. His eyes widened at the sight of her breasts, even though they were covered up with a very ordinary white bra. With a satisfied moan, he reached out with his left hand to caress her breast.

"Take it off," Kimberly whispered.

"O-kay," Billy croaked. Despite his trembling fingers, he soon had the bra unfastened. He carefully slid the bra off of her shoulders. A deep moan slipped from his lips as he saw her breasts. They were considerably larger than they looked in her clothing, or armor, or even a bikini. He placed a hand over her right breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. "You're gorgeous," he sighed.

"Thank you...." She moaned outloud as he pinched her nipple.

His eyes widened as the pinkish-brown nub became hard in his grip. He bent down to her and gave it a lick. He couldn't help but stare with wide, child-like eyes. He closed his mouth over it and let his tongue trace around its perimeter. Billy then switched to her left breast. As soon as his tongue came in contact with her nipple, she arched off of the bed and shouted, "Yes!"

"Hmm?" Billy asked.

"Do that again," Kimberly pleaded.

He flicked his tongue across it, producing another moan. "Is this one more sensitive?" Billy asked.

"Apparently," Kimberly sighed. He licked it roughly, sending a chill through both of their bodies; Kimberly from the sheer physical sensation of it, and Billy from a sense of pride at causing her such pleasure. Billy guided Kimberly to her back. He concentrated all of his oral efforts on her left nipple while a free hand played with her right breast. He broke away from her chest for just a second to take a look at her face. Her eyes were closed and a very happy smile was planted there. He gave one last lick and slipped off of the bed. Kimberly raised up slightly and looked at him.

"Do you mind?" Billy asked. She bit her bottom lip and shook her head.

Billy smiled and unbuttoned her white shorts. Taking a deep breath, he slipped them off of her body along with her underwear. He brushed his fingers across the soft patch of brown pubic hair. He carefully guided a hand between her legs, prompting her to open her legs wider. Billy had seen drawings of the female anatomy, but he had no idea it was so... exquisite. He delicately touched her slit, mesmerized by how it looked. He slipped two questing fingers inside of her. It was so warm, and surprisingly moist. _Does that mean she's excited?_

He pushed his fingers past her inner lips, and they slipped inside her vagina. He was surprised at how tight, hot, wet, and soft she was. Kimberly's whimper brought him back to earth. He was so intrigued with her genitalia he had completely forgotten just who they belonged to. He pulled his fingers out of her, and realized that they were covered with a thin sheen of her juices. "I'm sorry," Billy said.

"No, I liked it," Kimberly said. "Don't stop."

Billy took a whiff of her aroma. It was an interesting smell - somewhat tart, sweet, and for the first time, he understood the true meaning of the word 'heady.' _I wonder what it tastes like?_ He licked his index finger. _Different. But not bad._

"Why are you taking so long?" she asked impatiently.

Rather than apologize, he licked the length of her slit. With a moan, Kimberly spread her legs wider to urge Billy to do more. He slipped his tongue past her inner lips. He licked as far into her velvety walls as his tongue would allow. He felt a tremble through her organ, both surprising and delighting him. His tongue slipped out of her but traced around her warm and moist inner lips. Billy backed off a bit and touched his tongue to her clitoris. A tremor passed through her body, so Billy took another tentative lick. He wished he was more expert at the task at hand, but he wasn't. He was determined, however, to make her feel as good as she had made him. He licked the knob furiously but rhythmically, hoping he was doing it right.

Kimberly moaned softly, a sound somewhere between cry and whimper. It was definitely a happy sound, though. He lost track of time for the second time that night, but she was suddenly on the verge of an orgasm. A few more licks, and it hit her. With a shriek of pleasure, her legs clamped shut. Billy found himself locked in position. He was unsure of just what to do, so he continued to lick her. He felt a hand at the back of his head, trying to push him harder against her. After an orgasm so powerful it made Billy jealous, Kimberly finally released her grip on him. "Was that okay?" he asked.

"Mmm hmm," she murmured. "That was... prodigious." She giggled in spite of herself. It almost sounded like a foreign word to her.

Billy wiped the juices from his face and climbed up onto the bed beside her. He moved toward her and kissed her delicately. "You don't mind if I kiss you, do you?" he asked.

"Why would I?"

"Well, I know we aren't lovers, by any means. It just sort of seems to me that a kiss is pretty intimate."

"You never cease to amaze me," Kimberly said. "Not more than fifteen minutes ago I had your penis in my mouth, and you think that kissing me is going too far?"

"I can't really explain it," he said, "but to me, kissing is something that only lovers do."

"Sex is usually only something that lovers do, too," Kimberly countered. "Besides, kissing is fun. It feels good." She emphasized her point by kissing Billy with more passion that any of the previous.

"That does feel good," Billy agreed.

"Now fold down the covers and I'll go turn the overhead lights off," she said.

Billy did as she instructed. He was glad it was winter, and there were many blankets on the bed. He just wished she would spend the night with him. Even if they couldn't be lovers in the conventional sense, it would still be nice to sleep together, naked and warm. The room suddenly darkened.

"Turn your lamp on," Kimberly instructed. He reached out and touched it, and a soft light turned on. "Yeah," Kimberly said. "This is good."

"This is nice," Billy said. "Uhm, do you still want to do this? Because you've sort of already gotten back at Tommy."

"I want to Billy, I really do," Kimberly said, "but we shouldn't do this unless you are one hundred percent sure you want to. I don't want to hurt you, Billy."

"No, I want to," Billy said. "I'm just a little scared."

"I'm nervous, too." Kimberly's eyes lowered to Billy's groin. "I see you're already ready for action."

"What can I say," he said. "You've got a great body."

"You do too." She climbed up on the bed and scooted over to him. She kissed him delicately, and straddled his thighs. "This is going to be awkward. Two virgins who don't really even know what they're doing."

"At least neither one of us knows what we're doing," Billy said.

Kimberly wrapped one hand around his erect penis. With her other hand, she pulled Billy into a seated position. "Let's try it like this, first...." Billy nodded in agreement. She paused with his penis in her hand. "It's going to hurt me, isn't it?"

"If you still have a hymen, it will some," Billy said awkwardly. "We don't-"

"No," Kimberly interrupted. "We've been over this from every possible angle. I'm just scared."

"I'll be gentle, I promise."

Kimberly smiled her thanks and said, "Let's just go very slow."

"You do the moving," Billy said. "It's not going to hurt me, so...."

Kimberly nodded and cautiously guided the tip of his penis in her. Billy felt a gasp slip from his lips as her vaginal walls closed around the head of his member. He closed his eyes and fought hard to keep from sliding the rest of himself in her. Instead, he sat perfectly still, allowing her to get acclimated to his penis before going any further. "Does it hurt?"

"Not really," she said with a smile. "It's just... different." She carefully pushed him further into her, fraction of an inch by fraction of an inch.

Billy didn't know how he kept lucid during the ordeal. Unbelievable sensations were flooding through his body, but he forced himself to remain perfectly still. Kimberly suddenly gave a gasp and stopped. "Kim?"

"It's so tight," she complained.

"Should I pull out?"

"No," she said. "I think you're going to have to push in a little bit more. I don't know if I can do it...."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure," she said hurriedly.

"I'll be careful," Billy promised. Placing his hands on her hips, he slowly and carefully pushed himself a little deeper into her. A pained expression crossed her face, and he stopped. "Does it hurt?" She nodded slowly. "What do I do?"

"Just hold still for a sec," she said. She looked down at their joined bodies and realized that Billy didn't have much of his penis inside of her. Her hymen hadn't even been broken, and she was already in pain. "Try it again."

Billy pushed forward a little bit more and felt a physical obstruction. Just as he was about to stop moving, it gave way. Kimberly cried out, and Billy froze perfectly still. "Oh God, I'm sorry," he panicked.

"No," she said through clenched teeth. "Just... stay still."

"I didn't mean to hurt you," he said.

"I know," Kimberly said with a smile. She bent forward and kissed him delicately. "You're being very gentle."

"Does it still hurt?"

"Not as much as it did," she said. She carefully thrust herself forward, taking more of him into her. The most bizarre sensation of her life fled through her groin. The pain was starting to fade, replaced with a pleasing sensation of being opened and filled. She realized, a few seconds later, that he was all the way in. They were pressed tightly against each other, and she had her fingernails dug into his biceps. "Now?"

"It doesn't hurt as much," she said.

"What do I do?"

"Just stay still for a sec," she said. It was certainly a bizarre sensation, but it was also pleasant. She could feel warmth flooding through her sex.

Billy fought with every fiber of his being not to move. He wanted nothing more than to... do something, anything, but he stayed perfectly still. He was terrified by the prospect of hurting Kimberly, and that thought alone kept him still. The sensations, however, were mind boggling. It felt almost like she had been designed for him. Kimberly slowly pulled back and thrust herself against him. Both gasped in surprise. "Ohhhhhhhh," Billy sighed.

"Yeah," Kimberly agreed. She rocked forward again. "Does it still hurt?"

"A little, but it feels too good to hurt much," she said. Billy attempted a stroke. He pushed up into her, and slowly withdrew. Kimberly rocked forward again. They began to slowly move in perfect rhythm, rocking back and forth. "Lay back," Kimberly breathed. She pushed him on the chest and fell to the bed with him, giving him a deep kiss. He began to slowly thrust into her.

"You're so tight," Billy muttered. He withdrew and slowly pushed back in. Her vaginal walls gave a surprising amount of resistance. They pushed hard against his penis, each thrust sending a wave of unbelievable sensation throughout his entire body. They moved as one being. Each deep thrust Billy gave hit a pleasure center deep inside of her that she had never known existed. She felt like she was being stretched out, but it felt so good, she didn't really care. She gave Billy a kiss, but he didn't stop his thrusts. Kimberly felt a very familiar sensation start to grow within her. She moaned and began to meet his thrusts with a strong thrust of her own back. His room was filled the sounds of their enjoyment, which succeeded in only pushing Kimberly ever closer to her climax.

She suddenly emitted a sound that was a cross between cry, scream, and moan. Her orgasm hit violently. Billy cried as well as her vagina clamped around him with such a power that he was forced to stop moving. Kimberly moaned with pleasure and continued to rock herself back and forth across Billy's penis, despite the fact that her vagina had a strong hold on it. The last waves of her orgasm began to subside, and Billy found himself able to move once again. He had literally been paralyzed for a brief moment, both mesmerized by her hands clamped against his shoulders and the look of pure ecstasy on her face, along with the physical sensation of her vagina holding him in place like a vise.

Kimberly wrapped her arms around his shoulders and rolled him over. "That was amazing," she said. She thanked him with a kiss. He returned the kiss while continuing to slowly thrust into her. He closed his eyes and dug his fingers into the pillow beneath her head. He felt fingernails dig into his buttocks, prompting him to thrust into her even deeper. "How close are you?" she asked in between breaths.

"Almost," Billy grunted. A frantic tingling began to run up and down the length of his penis. He slowed his thrusts, trying to gain as much pleasure from the feel of her velvety walls caressing his penis as possible. He slowly thrust into her, and then slowly pulled back. A burning sensation began to center itself at the base of his penis. He resisted the nearly overpowering urge to speed up, and continued his sedate pace. His efforts were rewarded when the most powerful orgasm of his life tore through him. "Yes!" he shouted. With a cry of joy, he rammed himself as deeply into her as he could and stayed there. Each spasm of his penis produced another cry. "Oh," he moaned at long last. He rolled off of her, dislodging his penis in the process. He lay on his back beside her.

"The covers," Kimberly whispered.

Billy nodded, completely spent, but reached down to them and pulled the covers over them. Billy glanced at the clock beside his bed. 6:12. Kimberly had shown up a little after five o'clock. They had made love, in various forms and positions, for an hour. "This has been the most amazing hour of my life," he sighed.

"Mine too," Kimberly said. She turned on her side to stare him directly in the eyes. "Thank you, Billy. I really mean that."

"No, thank you," Billy countered. "This has been phenomenal." He yawned immediately after he said it.

"You mean men really do want to fall asleep after sex?" Kimberly asked with cocked eyebrows.

"Apparently," Billy said. "I can't help it I've never been more relaxed in my life."

"Mmmm," Kimberly said appreciatively. She was a little tired herself. "Why don't we just lie here for awhile," Kimberly suggested. "Get some sleep."

"You want to stay?" Billy asked.

"Yeah," Kimberly said. "Even if this was just a one-time thing, it doesn't seem right to just go off to our own beds. I've already got a cover, too. Mom thinks I'm with Aisha."

"Does Aisha know about us yet?" Billy asked.

"She's probably thought of this," Kimberly answered. "I told her I'd call her later." The phone beside Billy's bed suddenly rang. Kimberly picked it up from the cradle and handed it to Billy.

"Hello?" Billy asked.

"Billy?" Aisha asked.

"Yeah?"

"Uhm, are you busy... right now?"

"Not right this minute," he answered.

"Oh. Is Kimberly there?"

Billy chuckled and said, "Yeah. Wanna talk to her?"

"... Please?"

"For you," Billy said, handing Kimberly the phone.

"Hello?" Kimberly said sweetly.

"What's happening?! Fill me in!" Aisha shouted.

"Do you mind, Billy?" Kimberly asked.

"Not to Aisha," Billy answered.

"Well, remember that party Tommy and Rocky went to last weekend?" Kimberly asked. "It all started there."

"Unh huh," Rita agreed.

Lord Zedd shut off his extended vision and turned to look at Rita, still hunched over the RepulsaScope. "So... do you, uhm, wanna go to the bedroom and...."

"I would if you looked like him," Rita snapped.

"Well you're no Kimberly yourself," Lord Zedd growled in return.

"Make yourself look like Billy, and I'll make myself look like Kimberly," Rita said warily.

Lord Zedd's eyes widened behind his visor. "Okay," he agreed. He immediately morphed into a picture perfect duplication of Billy, minus the clothing. "Well?" he asked in a duplicate of Billy's voice.

"Oh yeah," Rita said. She quite literally jumped him, pinning him to the ground.

"So?" Billy asked. "Who better to share your first time with than your best friend?"

"Well, I...." Aisha had no response. "So, when are you going to tell Tommy?"

Billy gave Kimberly a look. "I don't know," she said. "I guess tomorrow. But you know, I'm not as mad at him as I was earlier."

"You're not?" Billy and Aisha asked in perfect unison.

"I was earlier," Kimberly said, "but... I just feel too good to be mad now." Billy smiled in spite of himself.

"You feel too good...?"

"Aisha, this has been the most incredible night of my life."

"Are you and Billy dating now?" Aisha asked before Kimberly had a chance to say anything more.

"I don't think we are," Billy said.

"This has still been the most incredible night of my life," Kimberly sighed.

"Mine too," Billy agreed.

"Aisha, would you care to cover for me all night long?" Kimberly asked. "I think I want to spend the night here...."

"Yeah, no prob," Aisha said. "Uhm, should I let you two go... or...."

"No, Billy's still tired," Kimberly said with a smile.

"Hey!" Billy cried. Aisha and Kimberly both laughed.

"This was a one-time thing," Billy said.

"And you're both okay with that?"

"Yes," Billy said. Kimberly, however, realized she wasn't so sure.

"Do you want to make love again?" Kimberly asked.

"Hmm?"

"Let's make love again," Kimberly said. "This might be the last chance we'll ever get."

"You'll certainly get no complaints from me," Billy said eagerly.

He opened the door to Billy's bedroom. His eyes widened at the sight of Kimberly ensconced in Billy's arms, both sound asleep, naked, and looking perfectly content. "God, no," Tommy begged in a near whisper. He frantically reached for his communicator and teleported away.

"Just glad I could help," he said truthfully.

_Tell him how you feel, stupid. For crying out loud, you've already had sex. Just tell him! Tell him tell him tell him tell him tell him!_ She tied her sneakers, thinking hard about what to say, how to say it, and what to say if he said no. "Billy? Do you suppose... maybe, somehow, we might be able to... you know, date... or something?"

He whisked his head to the side. "I thought last night was a one time thing," Billy said thoughtfully.

"Oh, well... just forget I said anything."

"I didn't say no," Billy said. "I'm just trying to figure out what happened."

"I heard on Oprah that men love the women they have sex with, while women have sex with the men they love...."

"So that would mean I'm in love with you now, while you've been in love with me since before," Billy surmised.

"And if you remember, it was the other way around."

"So...?"

"I love you, Kimberly Hart. I would love to be your... I would love to go out on a date with you."

"I like boyfriend and girlfriend better," Kimberly said with a smile.

"Do you realize that just yesterday, you were dating Tommy?"

"I don't mind that you caught me on the rebound," she said with a sly grin. She crossed the room and pressed herself against his body, giving him a kiss that carried much more passion than any of the kisses from the night before.

The White Ranger looked up from his smoothie. His eyes were blood-shot, although Kimberly didn't feel much sympathy for him. Drunk or not, it had still been his decision to sleep with the "slut" at the party. "Yeah?" he asked eagerly.

"I just wanted you to know that I don't hate you anymore," she said. His eyes actually brightened for a moment, but she stopped him before he could say anything. "I don't love you, anymore, though. I don't even want to be your friend right now. But I can't stay mad at you, because you caused me to find the man I really love."

"Kim?" Tommy asked pathetically. "Please give me another chance."

"That's not possible, Tommy," Kimberly said in a voice that was nearly devoid of emotion. "You're not the same person to me anymore. Not only did you cheat on me, you kept it from me for nearly a week. What were you going to do? Hope I wouldn't find out?"

"I don't-," was his only reply.

"Thank you for helping me find in Billy what was always there but I was always blind to," Kimberly said. She turned and walked away.

"That was cold," Aisha said with a sly grin.

"I meant every word of it," Kimberly said with just as sly a grin.

"Are you really not mad at Tommy?"

"A little still, but not as mad as I was yesterday afternoon." She looked around her, and satisfied that no one was within earshot, continued. "Making love with Billy helped me figure a lot of things out. About me and Billy. And I wouldn't have done that with Billy if Tommy hadn't slept with that girl at the party. So I can't hate him. I'm sort of grateful, because I'm happier now than I've ever been."

Aisha smiled and took a sip from her smoothie. "I wonder if me and Adam are like you and Billy?" Aisha wondered with a half-cocked grin.

"Well, I only know of one way to find out," Kimberly said with her own grin before the two girls burst into a fit of laughter.

"In Angel Grove?" Billy asked.

"Is Bookala back?" Kimberly asked. All of the room's occupants moved toward the windows. A considerable stand of snow had already accumulated and more was falling. "Hey Billy?" Kimberly asked. "Wanna spend the night together?"

"What?" Billy asked.

"Well, if your parents still won't be home tonight, and you have to admit, the snow is romantic...."

"Is that what our relationship is gonna be like?" Billy asked. "We're just going to have sex like rabbits?"

"At least until your parents come home," Kimberly said, standing on tiptoe to slip him a quick kiss.

"Well, since you put it like that...."

"Yeah," Billy agreed. "Are you sure you can't get pregnant right now?"

"Very sure," Kimberly said. "It's a little late now though, isn't it?"

Billy chuckled and said, "I was caught up in the heat of the moment. Each time."

"Are we going to keep on like this?" Kimberly asked.

"We've made love four times in the past twenty-four hours," Billy said. "We'll have to slow down somewhat."

Kimberly laughed and said, "Let's just live for right now. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

"Yeah," Billy said. "That sounds good." Billy fluffed the blankets up around them and pulled Kimberly closer. "I love you, Kimberly."

"I love you, Billy."

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