:: The Landlord enters the apartment, greasing up the handle with his fingers.::

"Here you are, babe."

"Thanks, I suppose I'll see you soon."

::Stacie ushers him out::

:: The poor lonely landlord is chucked out, he goes back to his office.::

"Finally!"

::Stacie looks around her new pad, then heads to her bedroom, laying down on the bed, and falling asleep almost instantly::

::Stacie begins to stir, and rolls over, forgetting that she isn't sleeping on a floor, and falls off the bed.::

"OW!"

(What the heck!?)

::Stacie gets up from the ground, rubbing her sore backside, remembering that she is in her new apartment.::

(Well, now what?)

::She heads over to her bathroom, running cold water in the sink, and splashing her face, to wake herself up more::

(I should head over to that bar. What was it called? P third?)

::Stacie changes her clothes, and walks out into the hallway.::

::Once inside, Stacie closes the door, feeling extremely nervous, which she shouldn't because nothing is going to happen.::

"Would you like something to drink?"

:: Moony takes a quick glance around the apartment before eyeing up Stacie again.::

"What do you have?"

"Hang on a second."

::Stacie walks into the kitchen, and looks in the refridgerator.::

"I have milk, pepsi, orange juice, water, or pink lemonade."

(How tame)

"Pepsi will be fine."

(It's all out of that crap that I can stomach.)

:: Moony walks further into Stacie's apartment, seating herself on the couch.::

::Stacie pours her and herself a glass of pepsi, walking out into the living room, and setting it on the chest used as a coffee table.::

"Here you go."

::Stacie sits down next to Moony, and takes a sip of her pepsi.::

:: Moony sips at her drink then sits it down in front of her. She twists on the couch to face Stacie and looks her over, the girl's clothes still being quite transparent.::

::Stacie looked down, and realised she was sitting on her couch, with wet clothes.::

"Shit! Hang on, Just need to change really quick."

::Stacie got up, and ran into her bedroom, picking out flannal pj pants, and a white cami. After she changed, she emerged from her bedroom into the living room.::

"Sorry about that, I totally forgot I was wet.::

"You didn't have to change, it wasn't bothering me."

::Stacie laughs.::

"Well, I'd rather not ruin my couch, so getting changed was a good idea."

(Yeah, I bet it wasn't bothering her)

::Smiles.::

"Hmm. Okay."

:: Moony looks Stacie over again, she can picture her in her nearly see through clothes just fine.::

"So, what do you want to do?"

"A silly question to ask."

:: Moony trails her hand down her own leg.::

::Stacie cocks her head slightly, raising an eyebrow.::

"Why silly?"

"You know why."

:: Moony continues to run her hand down her leg then pauses, slipping it onto her other one.::

::Stacie feels very confused right now.::

"Well, why don't you tell me, then."

(What is that girl thinking?)

:: Moony runs her hand back and forth, back and forth.::

"Come here and I will."

::Stacie scoots forward a little bit, feeling very nervous, but a little bit aroused from the look on Moonys face, and the way she is talking.::

:: Moony's hand creeps from her own leg to Stacie's.::

"You're still not close enough."

::She Inches close enough so that their legs are overlapping.::

:: Moony runs her hand up Stacie's thigh and onto the girl's stomach, letting it rest there for now.::

"That's better."

::Stacie's pulse quickens considerably, at her touch.::

:: Moony strokes Stacie's stomach gently with her fingers, her hand dipping increasingly lower and higher with each stroke.::

::Stacie starts to shiver.::

(I should stop this before something bad happens.)

:: Moony's hand slips lower and lower, and lower still.::

::Stacie starts to freak out.::

"S-stop, please."

:: Moony pauses, but her fingers still move every now and then.::

"Aw, don't be frightened."

::Stacie moves backwards a little bit.::

"It's just, I've never done this before, and it scares me."

"My experience makes up for it."

:: Moony is actually quite amused by Stacie's reaction.::

"Yeah, but..."

::Stacie can't think of anything to say.::

"It just, makes me uncomfortable."

"You didn't look uncomfortable back on that dance floor when I was doing much the same. In fact, you looked like you were enjoying it."

"But this is different, there isn't anybody here. It's just us."

"I thought that was the point. Could hardly do any of this in public."

(Actually I could have.)

::Stacie feels extremely stupid.::

"I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to be rude, I'm just nervous."

::Petunius knocks sharply and loudly on the door a few times.::

(Let's hope she answers it by herself...)

:: Moony looks toward the door but turns back to Stacie, edging closer and running her hand up the girl's leg again. She leans in so that their faces are inches apart.::

"Ignore it."