Me and Honey. Best friends, lovers, exes, sworn enemies, friends with benefits, roommates. Basically every label that you could apply to a relationship between two people. We'd worn them all at various times. Most of them a lot more than once.
Right now, we're roommates. until earlier tonight we were girlfriends, but not anymore. After breakup number too-many-to-count, we'd both said some nasty things and she was honestly being a bitch. I don't even really remember why.
So what did I do? I stormed to my room, put on the shortest skirt I owned, and went to a party to blow of steam. That's how I ended up bring Jared or Jason or whatever his name was back to our dorm. Honey's door is closed. Whatever. While I'm with Jacob or whoever, I moan loud on purpose, to make sure she can hear it through the paper-thin dorm walls. He doesn't make me cum, in fact he's terrible. Honey is so much better in bed.
After kicking the dude to the curb, I masturbated and then finally went to sleep around 2AM. Maybe I'll really mean it when I say I'm done with Honey this time, but deep down I know that's a damn lie.
