Chapter 48: Was it safe?

That Saturday afternoon, December 13th, 2003, Amy Parker could put her big plan on motion. She had already taken Natalie. Their goal now was to get into Sue's panties.

Like her best friends, Amy and Natalie, Sue Reynolds was also 15. But, unlike Amy and Nat, Sue was not blonde. Her hair was dark brown, her eyes were green, and she had a fantastic mouth.

And a stunning face. The green eyes, the beautiful mouth, the cute little nose... Sue Reynolds was beautiful.

And she also had a beautiful body. Her tits were big for her age, although not as huge as Amy's. Her legs were fantastic, her ass was amazing, and she had a very nice pussy.

Amy and Nat knew. They had seen it, many times before.

For the last weeks, the three girls had been masturbating together. In front of each other. But, last Tuesday, Amy and Natalie started having sex. Now they wanted Sue.

Amy invited Sue, and Sue believed it was going to be one of their "normal" sessions: Amy would "borrow" a couple of dildos from Julie's room, and they would masturbate. Simple.

And yet Sue was actually excited about it. Sure, she had masturbated since their last session together, one week before. She had masturbated many times. But she had done it only with her fingers, and alone. She missed a dildo, and most of all she craved the presence of her friends. She didn't know why, but their presence seemed to make it better.

Sue arrived, and for once Amy was able to manage things so she wouldn't see the endless orgy that was going on in the Parkers' house. (While Sue was there, the rule was that all hanky-panky should be limited to the bedrooms.) They quickly went to Amy's bedroom, where Natalie waited for them.

The dildos were already there.

But they started slow, as usual. They talked for an hour or so, about movies, TV, music, family, school, boys, the usual. Basically they were complaining about everything. But, once they started complaining about the boys they knew, the conversation started to get hotter and hotter, and when it was hot enough, Amy, grabbed a dildo and said:

"Hm, I think it's time to use those."

Sue and Nat quickly agreed, even though Natalie never used dildos (she preferred fingers).

It wasn't romantic. In fact, it was rather mechanic. They had done this many times before. They just removed their clothes, talking shit and laughing, and sat with their legs open, forming a triangle. Yes, Amy and Nat, of course, had a different way to look at Sue, but Sue didn't notice.

Amy and Sue each grabbed a dildo (Sue didn't know, but she was using the dildo that Julie gave to Amy), and Natalie used her fingers. They were silent, now, but their eyes were wide open. They liked to watch the others, they always did.

Of course, that Saturday Amy and Nat were mainly watching Sue. They were fascinated by how her lovely lips opened to receive that fake cock. They loved Sue's trimmed pussy hair. Even Sue's rhythm was perfect. And they loved Sue's hard nipples. And they loved the look of pleasure on Sue's face, how her beautiful mouth reacted to every thrust of that dildo. Somehow, her mouth always reacted in a slightly different way.

Sue was the point of interest, but again she didn't notice. As usual, she stared at her friends. Amy using the dildo, in long and slow strokes, and Natalie using her fingers fast on her pussy and clit. She saw Amy's huge tits bouncing, and Nat's nice pair moving softly. Like her, they were also getting pleasure.

Sue was very hot. She knew her first orgasm would come soon.

But then... Amy said:

"No, it's not the same!"

And Natalie:

"It's not, isn't it?"

"No. This is dull!"

And Amy took the dildo from her pussy. Natalie also stopped masturbating!

Sue didn't understand:

"What?"

Amy:

"This. You know... It's too much work, and it's not such a great fun."

Again, Sue:

"What?"

She couldn't believe this! She was almost cumming, and Amy was complaining? What the fuck?

Amy started

"You know... Sue... Using a dildo is fine, but it's much better when someone else does it for you."

Natalie quickly agreed. And Sue:

"What do you mean?"

"Nat and I tried, the other day. It's way better."

Sue was still working that dildo in her pussy, but she started to get a little nervous. This was beginning to get serious!

And, again:

"What?"

"Do me, Nat! Let's show her!"

Then Sue stopped moving her dildo. It was rather comical: this beautiful naked fifteen-year old with a dildo halfway up her cunt. She watched her friends, interested.

Sue wasn't sure of what was going on. Until then, it had all just been fun. Crazy fun. The kind of fun that made her feel a little dirty, sure, but nothing more. But this... This seemed the kind of thing that could make her feel weird. And dirty, but not in a good way.

This could be something... You know... Lezbo.

Until then, she had always felt safe. They masturbated, they looked at each other, but there was no touching. Sure, they looked at each other, but there was no invasion. In a way, all three girls were in a safe place.

And then... That Saturday afternoon, Natalie Jones grabbed a dildo and started to move it. In and out of Amy Parker's pussy.

That was invasive. That was, in a way, touching.

Was it safe?

Amy closed her eyes. And her hands started to caress those huge tits of hers. She smiled. And said:

"Oooohhh, yes. Much better this way. Come on, Nat, do me good, make me cum!"

Sue understood Amy's words. Another person would make her cum! Another girl!

Yeah. Some serious shit was going on.

Natalie, fighting her urge to start licking Amy's delicious pink pussy (it was too soon), asked:

"Do you like that?"

She said it to both Amy and Sue. But Amy was the only one who answered:

"Oh, yeah. It feels so fucking good. It's so much better than when I do it!"

Amy's nipples were hard. And she used her fingers, trying to make them even harder.

She was loving this, Sue could tell.

And Sue... Started to wonder. How would that feel like? Her hand started to move again, the dildo started to move again, and she tried to understand what Amy was feeling. How did it feel? Another girl using a dildo in you? What was that like?

She couldn't imagine. She wasn't sure. She just imagined that it felt better. At least, that was what Amy was saying!

Better...

Amy's hips were moving, trying to meet that dildo. Her body was on fire, Sue could tell. Her hands on her tits, her face smiling, her eyes closed, her tongue licking her lips, her hips moving, her toes opening...

Sue couldn't do it. She definitely couldn't do it. She couldn't ask for it. She was just wondering what would it feel like, but that was all. She didn't have the nerve to try it.

And Natalie:

"Oh, Amy, your pussy is so wet, girl. This dildo enters so easily!"

"You are the one who made it wet, Nat! You and this dildo. You controlling this dildo, you pushing it into my cunt!"

"This is so much fun!"

This is so much fun! That's what Natalie just said! This! How could she? I mean, Sue could understand Amy's pleasure, sure, but this? Just pushing a dildo into another girl's pussy? Sue couldn't understand what was the fun for Natalie!

I mean... How would that feel? It's just... Pushing a dildo, in and out, and not getting the pleasure in your pussy. What was the fun of that?

Of course, you must keep in mind that Sue Reynolds was still a virgin. She didn't know, yet, the immense pleasure one can feel just by giving pleasure to someone else. The fantastic feeling of being in control of someone else's orgasm. Of someone else's pleasure.

This was all new to her. She had no idea.

And she tried to concentrate. She tried to focus only on the sensation in her pussy, then just her hand, but she couldn't do it. She couldn't isolate her sensations. She was wondering what Amy was feeling, what Natalie was feeling, but she simply couldn't feel it!

Amy, however, was having the time of her life. Yes, Nat was doing a nice work in her pussy, but more than that, what really drove her crazy was too know that Sue was watching her!

She loved to put on a show. It turned out that she was an exhibitionist at heart!

She opened her eyes. And looked at Sue, so beautiful, masturbating. Their eyes met.

"Oh, Sue, you have to try this! This is the best feeling ever!"

It wasn't, she knew. She would be happier if Nat was eating her but, again, it was too soon for that!

Sue said:

"Yeah, I don't know..."

Yeah. She said yeah. Amy heard it. She was sure that Sue would be easy to break. She was sure that, in a few minutes, she would be sucking those big tits. She would be eating that nice cunt!

Amy closed her eyes again, dreaming about the near future.

She was there. Natalie was using a dildo in her, she was putting on a show, and she was sure that she would taste Sue before sunset.

It couldn't be better than that. The sensations started to become more and more intense. In her mind, she was seeing a threesome between the three friends. She started to add more people in it, and she was getting closer and closer to her orgasm...

And Sue could see that Amy was getting closer by the second, and that affected her. She started to use her left hand on her clit! She was going to cum so fucking hard!

And she did. She came hard. As soon as she saw Amy's body moving like she had never seen before. As soon as she heard those words:

"Oh, yes, Natalie, I'm cumming! You're making me cum, you, you girl! Making me cum! Yeeeesss!!!"

Sue was also cumming, in silence. She was watching her best friends, amazed. Amy was sweating! And that sweat looked so good on her body!

Natalie started to remove, very slowly, that dildo from Amy's pussy. Sue was catching her breath, thinking it was all over, sure, and in a way she was relieved, because... Well, I know it's silly, but she felt as if she had just survived this.

Amy was saying:

"Oh, Natalie, this was wonderful... Just wonderful. You do it so well. I came so hard!"

But that was just talking. Sue started to feel safe again. She was ready to put her clothes back on and go home.

To masturbate, perhaps? Because, for some reason, she was still excited. She had cum, yes, but she wasn't spent. Anyway, she was sure she was about to get dressed and go.

She was genuinely surprised when she heard Natalie saying:

"Now you do me."

Sue's eyes were wide open! What?

Sure, it made sense. Amy had her orgasm, but Natalie hadn't. She had the right to cum too. But...

Normally, they just masturbated once and that was it. Since they masturbated together, they all came, and that was it.

But that Saturday, that wasn't it. That wasn't even "normally"!

Amy said:

"Oh, sure! Are you ready?"

"Yup!"

Sue didn't move. She didn't even think she could say: "Oh, fine, you do her, but I'm going home." She just stayed.

And watched.

Yes, she watched. She watched Amy Parker inserting her middle finger into Natalie's pussy!

Yes. Her middle finger!

This wasn't a dildo. This was flesh!

Amy was inserting her flesh into Natalie's pussy!

And Amy asked:

"Does it feel good?"

"It's wonderful! Just wonderful!"

Sue managed to say:

"Finger?"

And Amy:

"She prefers this way. She doesn't like a dildo. I don't mind. It's kind of fun to feel how hot and wet and she is."

Yes, Natalie was not a big fan of dildos, Sue knew it, but she wasn't expecting... Well, she couldn't expect...

This was touching!

This was definitely not safe.

And yet she didn't move.

Amy said:

"It's hot."

Which had several meanings, and Sue wasn't sure what she meant, but all those meanings seemed... Dirty.

And a little exciting.

She could feel her own excitement growing.

Again, she wondered how it felt. Both ends. To have someone inserting a finger in you, and to insert your finger into someone else's pussy. She tried to imagine the heat, the wetness around her finger.

And, a little ashamed, she inserted her own finger in her pussy.

This was not masturbation. It was an experiment, really. She just wanted to know what it felt like.

And, of course, she got all those good feelings in her little pussy again. So she quickly removed her finger from her pussy, before anyone else saw it (Nat had seen it, but Sue didn't know.)

Sue watched. Soon Amy was caressing Nat's clit, lovingly.

This was too much!

Sue didn't know what to think. The fingerfuck, okay, fine, it was just something mechanical, a substitute for a dildo. Fine. But when Amy started to caress Natalie's clit...

It was different. Very different.

The thing is... You know, these dildo sessions in Amy's place were lots of fun, sure, but whenever Sue was masturbating alone, she always went straight to her clit. In front of her friends, the in-out action was a priority, but alone, she felt safe enough to do what felt better.

Her clit seemed such a... delicate part of her. Such a private part. It was almost as if it was her secret.

And Amy's finger was wet (from Natalie's own juices), which made the experience even better, she knew.

You see... A dildo is a fake cock. A substitute. She could live with it. But someone rubbing your clit was... Different. Very, very different!

And that wasn't all. She saw the look on her friends' faces. She saw how Amy caressed Natalie's clit.

That was also very different. They liked it, she could tell. They really liked it. This was not a substitute for anything.

She could see that Amy and Nat had some kind of a weird connection. She didn't know the exact word, and you may call it love, if you want, because the word crossed Sue's mind, but too quickly. She didn't know what it was.

At last Sue Reynolds realized the obvious: This was no longer masturbation. In her mind, what Nat had done to Amy was, in a way, a kind of masturbation. Again, a substitute. She was substituting Amy's hand on the substitute of a real cock. It wasn't such a big deal.

But then Sue realized what Amy truly meant by "you're making me cum."

That was what Amy was doing! She was giving pleasure to Natalie! She would make Nat cum!

This was no longer masturbation. This was almost... Sex?

Could it be? Could it be sex? Real sex?

Yes. It was. Sue could tell.

That was the word. That was the connection.

Her best friends were actually having sex in front of her!

And she wondered.

Again, she didn't feel safe. She was not sure, she really just wanted to go home and think about it. She wanted some time to build her courage. Or to dismiss the idea.

And that's why she didn't leave. She knew that, if she tried to leave, no one would stop her. She knew she could get dressed and go home. But she also knew that, once she got home, she would masturbate, thinking about this. And she would cum, hard. And she would try to build the nerve to join Nat and Amy. But she wouldn't. Her orgasm would end, and she would spend the next days trying to convince herself that this was not a big deal. It probably wasn't that great, anyway. Sure, she would still think about it, from time to time, and she would masturbate, but she knew she would spend most of her time trying to fight these feelings and thoughts.

No, she couldn't move. She had to be here. She had to see it.

She didn't have the nerve to join. She was pretty sure she would never have it. But she wanted to be in that bedroom, that Saturday afternoon.

Sue just watched. By then, Amy was using both hands. Her right thumb worked on Natalie's clit. Two of her left fingers were moving in and out Natalie's pussy.

Natalie was on fire. Sue had never seen her like that!

She had seen her friends cumming, yes, many times. She had watched them cumming. And when Amy came, that afternoon, it seemed a little more intense, but still the same old Amy.

Natalie seemed someone else. Sue had never seen her body moving like that. Nat seemed to have lost it! All sense.

It seemed she was in heaven or hell or something!

And what she said... Wow!

She said:

"My ass! Amy! Fuck my ass!"

Sue never expected to hear this words from Natalie's mouth!

Amy didn't blink. She inserted a finger in Nat's asshole, and that was it.

Natalie was lost. Natalie came so hard, her body was shaking. She was screaming:

"Yes, yes, oh, yes, I'm cumming!"

And Susan Reynolds was also lost! She had never been so excited in her life!

She didn't know why she was so excited, she couldn't do anything about it, but she was almost ready to cum! As Amy removed her fingers from her friend's holes, Sue paid more attention to her own body. No touching. Her hands were resting. She did nothing about her excitement; she simply realized how she was at that moment. Her mouth was open. Her eyes were open. Her breathing was faster. She felt sweat under her armpits. Between her thighs. On her forehead. What the fuck?

It seemed as if she had just ran a marathon. And yet, she had simply been sitting still on her friend's bed. She had done nothing. But her body... Wow!

Natalie was laughing:

"Oh, thanks, Amy, thank you so much. This was wonderful!"

"It is wonderful, isn't it?"

"So much better than doing it by myself!"

They looked at Sue. And they had to fight the urge to laugh. That girl was theirs. They could do anything to her. They could put a vacuum cleaner in Sue's pussy and turn it on, and she wouldn't mind. They knew that Sue hadn't realized it yet, but the truth was that Sue Reynolds desired Amy Parker and Natalie Jones. From the look on her green eyes, they knew it. At that moment, Sue truly desired them. It was not curiosity; it was lust!

They knew it. Until then, they had both fantasized about eating Sue's pussy. They had thought it would be possible. When they saw the look on Sue's eyes, they knew she would eat their pussies with gusto. She would be ferocious about it. Until then, they were pretty sure they would make Sue cum that afternoon. Then, they realized that Sue would provide a fantastic orgasm to each and both of them.

That beautiful mouth. On their pussies. Hm...

Amy asked Sue:

"So? I hope you didn't mind."

Sue was fighting to get her thoughts straight:

"No, no... I mean... no. Uh... You know... Uh... For how long have you been doing this?"

"Oh," said Natalie, "just a couple of days, really. When was it, Amy? Tuesday?"

"Yup. Tuesday afternoon."

"Yeah, just a couple of days."

"What... I mean... what gave you... you know, the idea?"

Amy lied:

"Oh, just common sense. We just started to wonder that it probably was better to have someone else doing it to you. And you know what? It is!"

"It totally is."

"Do you wanna try?"

Sue:

"I don't know... I mean... I'm not sure if I know what to do."

She was being true. She really meant it.

But Amy laughed:

"That's the beauty of it, you don't have to do anything. Just relax and enjoy."

And Natalie:

"And cum."

"And cum."

Sue wasn't sure.

In a way, she thought that what Amy and Natalie were saying made total sense. Yes, to have someone doing it to you was probably better than doing it by yourself. She could understand that.

Yes, she expected that, if she agreed with this, she would cum harder than before.

But... She was afraid of doing it. What would it mean? You know what she was thinking? That, if she went through with this, if she accepted her friends' offer, that would be something to tell her husband about, in the future. And how would this imaginary prince charming react? She didn't know!

In her mind, masturbation was fine. Just crazy fun. But what Amy and Nat were proposing was in the borderline of sex. Worse: lesbian sex.

Were they lesbians? Sue knew that Amy had a "bi-sexual" sister (and she wasn't sure if she believed on this strange concept).

Was she a lesbian?

Part of what was scaring her was the fact that she wanted, so badly, to feel her friends' pussies around her fingers. Just to know how it felt.

Or was it something else?

Yes, in a way she wanted to make her friends cum.

But she couldn't do it. It was all too scary for her. She wanted to, but... She just had this feeling that, if she accepted their offer, her life would change completely.

Sue Reynolds had pretty much the same dilemma that Amy Parker had. Just like most fifteen-year old girls. After all, what the fuck was she? Was she a woman, or a kid?

And you know what? She didn't feel like a woman. She didn't feel she was an adult.

That's why masturbation was safe. In her mind, it was just playing. Fine. Kids play.

But sex? How grown-up!

And she had wanted to be an adult for so long. She wanted to be taken seriously. And now... She wasn't sure if she was ready. Part of her just wanted to get the hell out of there and go home, where she could feel safe. And part of her wanted to experience her friends.

A few seconds before, Amy and Natalie looked into Sue's green eyes, and they were sure that Sue was theirs. Fine. Now, everything had changed.

Sue had been ready to be taken. But then... Her mind spoiled the fun. Suddenly, Amy and Natalie looked into their friend's eyes, and realized that the lust was gone.

Sue was almost crying.

Now please remember that we are talking about fifteen-year old girls. An adult would handle this situation very well. Amy and Natalie, however, didn't know what to do.

Natalie was nervous. And scared. She managed to say:

"Hey, jeez, Sue, I'm sorry... This... Sorry!"

Sue looked at Natalie. Sorry? Really? In a way, she felt as if there was nothing for Natalie to be sorry for, and on the other hand, she felt that "sorry" was not enough. Part of her wanted to say "it's okay, never mind", but it wasn't okay. She did mind.

She wanted to cry, but not there. Not in front of them. She was afraid they would laugh at her. Which, of course, made no sense, Amy and Natalie were her best friends, but...

She needed space. And time.

"Just give me..."

She needed, yes, but she didn't ask for. Space or time. She saw her clothes on the floor, and reached for them. She said nothing; she just looked at her friends while she got dressed. She wanted to say that she was sorry, but she couldn't say it.

Amy started to get dressed, too. But Sue said:

"No. Stay here. Both of you. Please."

"Are you okay?"

"Dunno. But I'll call you."

She opened the door of Amy's bedroom. She left the room, closed the door behind her, and took a deep breath.

Then she broke down.

She wanted to cry. But she couldn't cry here. She wanted to go home, but she really didn't want to meet her parents. She wanted to fight with Amy and Natalie, she wanted to punch them, she wanted to make them bleed. But she also wanted to make them cum.

She started to go downstairs. Her mouth was dry. She was sweating again, but this had nothing to do with how she had felt minutes before.

She was thirsty. So she went to the kitchen.

No big deal. She had grown up in this home, Lucy and the others always made it clear that she didn't need to ask for anything. She could just go to the kitchen.

When she entered the kitchen, she saw them. Two beautiful girls. One of them was Julie.

The other asked:

"How about 'The Girl With a Pearl Earring'?"

And Julie:

"I guess, yes! Oh, hi, Sue!"

Julie and Joan were fully dressed; having a couple of beers and trying to decide which film they were going to see that night.

Sue didn't know what to do. I mean, come on, Amy had seven siblings, and she had to meet just the one sister who liked girls! (She didn't know about the others, not even Laurie.) That day. Come on! What are the odds?

"Hi."

"Do you know Joan?"

"Uh, no."

"Joan Greene, Sue Reynolds. Sue is Amy's friend."

Joan was stunning!

And Joan was nice:

"Nice to meet you."

Sue, not so much:

"Yeah, I... Hi. I think I'm... Gonna... Go."

But Julie sensed that something was wrong. Joan, too. They looked at each other for a second, and Julie asked:

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Uh? Fine."

Julie lit a cigarette.

"Sit down. Don't you wanna drink something? It seems like you really need it."

"Oh, no, I don't. I mean, I'm fine. Thanks."

"Are you sure? We have coke, don't you want it?"

She was thirsty. But she was nervous. However, there was something in Julie's tone that... Calmed her. But, before she could accept or decline, Julie asked:

"Have you seen this 'Girl With a Pearl Earring' movie? Is it good?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen it yet."

"Well, we're thinking about going to see it tonight."

And Julie got a coke for Sue. She opened it, and handled it to Sue:

"Here. I mean, it sounds interesting, I wanted to see it, but... Have you read the reviews?"

Sue drank almost half the bottle.

"No."

And Joan:

"Come on, Julie, I'm sure it's fine. You just said that you wanted to see it!"

"Yeah, I guess that's fine. Sit down, Sue. You look tired."

Sue sat down. She just looked at Julie. Julie was smoking, and Sue wanted that cigarette.

But Julie just kept going:

"I mean, who is this director? I never saw anything by him."

And Joan:

"Damn, girl, just relax. It's only a movie! Even if it sucks, no big deal."

Julie smiled:

"Yeah, but I don't want it to suck."

And then, to Sue:

"Do you want a cigarette?"

"Uh?"

"Do you smoke?"

That's the magic of Julie Parker. Sue Reynolds was going crazy, her mind was running, she was thinking of dozens of things at the same time, but Julie made her relax. Sue couldn't appreciate it, because she didn't even realized how it happened, but Joan certainly realized. And appreciated it. You see, by talking to Joan, Julie didn't put any pressure in Sue. It was all so fast. During most of it, it seemed that Julie hadn't even realized that Sue was there, but when she talked to Sue, she was always direct and even a tiny little bossy. And it worked. It gave Sue Reynolds some center.

Sue:

"Well... Sometimes."

"Here, take one."

Oh, Julie couldn't care less if Sue was only 15. She just pushed her pack towards Sue.

Sue looked at Joan. She was beautiful. And Joan:

"How about that film Linda and Carla are going to see?"

"The one with Jack Nicholson and Diane Keaton? Hell, I love them, but I'm not in the mood for comedies today."

Sue took one cigarette.

"Oh, you're not in the mood... It was your idea to go to the movies, missy!"

Julie passed the lighter to Sue:

"Here." To Joan: "Yeah, I want to go, but... I don't know about this."

"Scarlett Johansson's in it!"

"Yeah, she's hot and all..."

"Hot and all..."

"But... I don't know. I think you're trying to set me up."

"With whom? Scarlett?!"

"I don't know. It feels like a trap."

"Come on, Julie! Do you prefer to stay home?"

"No. I guess that 'Pearl Earring' thing is fine. But if I find it boring, I'll leave, okay?"

"Fine. No one going to hold you against your will. Just leave!"

Sue felt the calming effect of nicotine. And it started to do wonders for her. She just watched Julie and Joan. Were they a couple? She was pretty sure they were.

And Amy and Nat? Were they a couple?

Joan and Julie kept talking about the film they hadn't seen. And Sue enjoyed it. From time to time, Julie would say something to Sue, Sue responded, but in general Sue was simply watching them.

And it served to calm her down. The coke, the cigarette, the talk between those two.

"Come on, Jules, let's see it!"

"Okay, 'Jim'!"

Joan laughed.

And Julie:

"We should watch that movie again, how about it?"

"Oh, no! I want to see something I haven't seen before!"

"Have you seen it, Sue? 'Jules and Jim'?"

"No."

"Great movie! Damn great movie!"

The beauty of this is that Sue didn't feel as if she Julie and Joan were observing her. There was no pressure. In a way, she was alone with her smoke and her coke.

But Julie and Joan were observing Sue. And they could see the change on Sue. Sue, herself, didn't realize it, but they did. Sue's shoulders, they were her tell. They were the ones, now relaxed, that made them see that Sue was okay.

Julie opened her purse. She took her lipstick from it. And used it on her mouth, still talking to Joan. Again, it was almost as if Sue was not there. And Sue just looked at Julie, with the lipstick in her right hand and the cigarette in her left hand.