Peach was fuming. Beck just couldn't see that the creepy boyfriend she had was just going to ruin her in the end. That stupid, bookstore-running freak was taking her best friend away from her, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

She was frustrated and angry, so she called you. You were a hookup that she always called on the low. Why? You were a woman. She knew no one would question a woman coming to her place- a man, there would be hookup questions. But nobody knew Peach Salinger, the golden girl, was a lesbian.

Sure, she'd done it with guys before. It was probably how she figured out she was a lesbian in the first place, along with the first time she'd ever seen a girl on girl adult video.

But... she still wouldn't admit it to anyone. And now you were kissing down her bare torso, and she was thinking about Beck. You said her name, and she was snapped out of it. "...What?" She muttered.