Liz and Angie had been school friends for several years. She and Angie had gradually grown into their early teen years and they had shared secrets about boyfriends, likes and dislikes as they'd begun to develop young womanly bodies. Over recent years, Liz and Angie had taken turns staying over at each other's house and they'd always had a lot of fun together. Liz had two younger sisters who she was always glad to get away from temporarily whenever she'd sleep over at Angie's but Angie was an only child. That might have been part of the reason why the two girls had grown so close in their relationship.

During the sophomore year of high school, Liz had gone over to Angie's house again one Friday night and the two girls had really enjoyed themselves. They'd spent the evening listening to music and looking at teen girls' magazines, and then they'd snacked and spent time just talking and giggling and enjoying being with each other. Angie's mom and dad had been with them during supper but they'd mostly left the two teenage girls to themselves after that. Liz and Angie had spent the evening sequestered in Angie's bedroom.

Late in the evening, Liz began to notice that Angie's conversations and her questions were becoming more and more sexually oriented. She'd even hinted a couple of times at things like whether or not Liz was still a virgin, and possibly how many guys she'd had sex with. One of the strangest lines of their talk had gotten to the issue of Liz's father, Bill, and whether or not Liz thought he was sexy and attractive. Angie admitted to Liz that she personally thought Bill was very sexy and she made some comments wondering about his sexual activities. Liz had found herself becoming a bit uncomfortable with the topic being sex and her own father. She hadn't openly answered all of Angie's questions but then they finally got tired and decided to go to bed.

Liz had been lying there in her bed next to the other one where Angie was supposedly sleeping, thinking about their girl/girl talk and the things they talked about. Liz suddenly didn't feel too sleepy at all and then she saw the bedroom door quietly open and a tall figure walked into the room and shut it back. Liz tried to act like she was sleeping and she silently turned her head, noticing that the figure that appeared to be a man walked over to the bed where Angie was lying and joined her under the sheets. Liz's eyes weren't totally adapted to the darkness of the room, but she quickly noticed that there was a window behind Angie's bed and the person who had just walked in was silhouetted against it.

Liz could see that the apparent man who had come into Angie's bedroom and joined her in bed was snuggling with her. She could tell that Angie and the man were kissing and caressing each other, and then Liz felt her heart leap into her throat as she could tell that this man and Angie were touching each other and they were obviously preparing to make love. She could tell from the movement of the two bodies underneath the sheet that they were kissing each other, caressing, and then she could tell that the man was starting to move over on top of her girlfriend Angie. Liz couldn't believe what she was seeing -- Angie was actually getting ready to fuck a man with her lying in the bed there next to her. Liz found herself getting turned on at the erotic nature of seeing two people preparing to make love with her there knowingly witnessing it.