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They both stopped five feet in of me as I sat on the couch at seven at night. “Mom, Monica and I are just gonna hang out in my room.”

I looked at them as they held hands and stayed close. “Okay, Lexi,” I replied, just before they both bolted.

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I paused the show and my eyebrows drifted down. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say they were having intimate relations.”

Neither of them came out of her room for the rest of that Saturday night.

As the clock struck midnight, I turned the TV off. “I guess I should hit the sack,” I yawned, while stretching out my six foot figure.

I stood up and strolled towards the hallway with only the moonlight to guide me. I entered the dark hallway and ambled towards my room which was right by Lexi’s. As I reached the halfway point in the hallway, I halted and stretched out again.

Then some light entered the hallway coming from Lexi’s room. “I’ll be right back,” Monica giggled, before her six foot blonde haired figure wandered out.

She rushed the ten feet right to the bathroom which stood right across from Lexi’s room.

“Did Monica just run out of Lexi’s room in just her bra and thong?” I whispered, standing still.

A moment later, she ran right back out to Lexi’s room. “I’m back,” she chuckled before she shut the door.

I scratched my head. “Okay, that is slightly odd,” I muttered, before I began walking towards my room. “Although, its inconclusive,” I said, stopping in front of her room.

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I was about to step forward, but halted. “What the hell? Is her bed creaking?” I pondered, before I stepped towards her door.

My hand came close to the door knob, but I didn’t touch it. “No, I should respect their privacy. They’ll tell me when they comfortable,” I whispered, backing away. “There may not even be anything to tell.”

I turned around and strutted a few feet. “Yes, that’s the spot,” I heard Lexi moan.

With my eyebrows raised again, I looked at the ground. “Could they be having sex?” I wondered.

“Oh, Monica, you are a goddess among women on this planet.”

My head tilted back and I brought my palms to my forehead. “Well, Monica could be giving Lexi a massage for all I know,” I thought.

The creaking never faded and my fists clenched up. “They are both adults, but wouldn’t Lexi tell me if she was with someone? Least of all, if it was Monica? They’ve been best friends for five years now,” I whispered, before I tip toed back towards her door and grabbed the knob.

“Oh, I love you, Lexie,” Monica muttered.

“I love you too, Monica.”

“What the fuck?” I mouthed, prior to turning the door knob.

I pushed the door open just a few inches just to see Monica on top of Lexi, with the blanket covering them up all the way to their heads. The bed was only a few feet from the door in the corner, with the long end facing the door and as their heads were toward the wall.

“Holy shit, they are kissing with their eyes closed,” I thought.

After the initial shock, I shut her door.

I zipped right to my room and shut the door. “Well, I only saw them kissing. I don’t have any concrete evidence,” I mentioned, lying down on my bed.

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