<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7f/36/ab/7f36ab980d4c3cee5e4de335571c10b5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>Name:</strong> Elena Charlie Vandel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12381845#msg12381845) - Clone #2, aka, Nicole.<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong> Lulekani Township near Phalaborwa, South Africa | March 17 2015 | 6:30 PM<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Julie, Closed.<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Julie's Quarters</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><br/>Of course Nicole used the available soap, and was happy to take the shampoo offered by Julie, too. During those moments in the shower, Nicole was acutely aware of how hard Julie was trying to keep her eyes face-level. It WAS the polite thing to do - to keep eyes off of.. <em>assets</em>, and truly, Nicole mirrored the attempt minus the few times she <em>didn't.</em> Subtle glances not risked in the moments of shampoo-exchanging or during the moments when Julie decided to spill the beans about more personal things, like her recent graduation, which had made Nicole smile so wide that she came to regret it as Julie looked apologetic and then continued on about her none-too-approving family. Instinctively Nicole had reached out to hold Julie's hand that had went about anxiously picking at a scab, the hand squeezed in a rather reassuring way as Julie frowned and condemned her heartfelt revelations. Nicole didn't think it was too early at all, but she also wanted Julie to let the emotions out as they came without her interjecting and opinions. She was proud of the woman for what she'd chosen to do so far, but that was something she could always express later. "Clever way to compliment someone," she teased, drying off without much fuss even though some sand managed to hang around and make it to her body. She followed Julie's lead with the towel and clothes, too, though she'd been just as willing to put her dirty clothes back on if necessary for the walk, too. She didn't much care.<br/><br/>Soon enough, they were back at the hut, and Julie, who did manage to get in before Nicole, made it clear her bags were <em>not</em> there. Nicole could have guessed that may be the case, and so as Julie had spoken, she'd dropped her towel and dirty clothes off to the side in a heap, body finding the comfortable spot on Julie's bed. Her companion's words were helpful, but not totally essential in that moment. Nicole had been too caught up in the moment to think of her bags, and she would fix that in the morning, even if it meant walking down there in Julie's clothes to do so. What came next would be etched into her memory forever. An event so humorous and honest and just... it was worth remembering.<br/><br/>Julie let out some sound of uncertainty as Nicole smiled, continuing to sit there and prop herself up, legs crossed over one another and outstretched off of the bed. Before long, Julie was doing her best to remedy the <em>no clothes</em> thing for Nicole, and a rather.. beige.. looking shirt came to be flung in her direction. Nicole just barely managed to catch it with her left hand while still holding herself upright, and she smiled sweetly as the hand - still clutching the shirt - returned to press against the bed. "Thanks, that's very sweet of you." Then, off went Julie's towel - which was only sort of an issue because Nicole had been staring at her - which caused the little blonde to avert her eyes, a nervous laugh given even as she lounged there in the nude and did her best to avoid objectifying the woman. She wasn't even sure Julie was gay! Or open to women! Or anything! But, that was sort of how Nicole was. She could be adventurous herself without demanding the same of someone else, even in moments like this. It also didn't help that Nicole always slept in the nude, so a shirt to her was more a 'put it on in the morning' thing, anyways.<br/><br/>Finally, Julie approached <em>her</em> bed - and Nicole's little island - and then things got rearranged in such a way that it made it even easier for Nicole to be where she wanted. <em>And</em> she got an invitation to scoot over closer to Julie once the woman had settled in. That was pretty much perfect. I mean really, who could complain about getting their way plus some, right?<br/><br/>After slipping under the sheet herself - but only bothering to pull it up to her waist as she uncrossed her legs beneath the covers - she found her soft, well - cared for skin pressed up against Julie and she let out a little sigh, her right hand on the bed at her side, left resting in her lap to avoid Julie's thigh. Not that she was allergic to thighs or anything, but more that she'd found herself squeezing in where Julie had pat <em>exactly</em>, and so she was pressed into her side just like she sort-of-maybe preferred to be when sharing space with someone she didn't hate. And once she was there, like that, she was content to sit there in silence if that is what happened.<br/><br/>It wasn't, though. Julie spoke, and Nicole looked over at her, calm as any cucumber. "Yes, Julie?"<br/><br/>Julie's response seemed to be some wiggling to get comfy, and Nicole just watched, slightly amused, as the woman did so. She was perfectly almost comfortable, and though the padding behind her needed to be adjusted just a little, Julie's wiggling mostly fixed that, as well. Truly she thought that was all the response she'd get, at least for a moment, then came that delightful voice at her side.<br/><br/><strong> "It's weird, right? I mean, of course it's weird. Me inviting you to leave everything behind and come here, and you being crazy enough to accept."</strong> Nicole tilted her head curiously, unsure if this sentence was leading to a good end or a bad one, and then suddenly Julie decided that it <em>was</em> all weird, and her body shifted so she was facing Nicole, who was caught off guard but not shocked or anything. She was just.. topless, and content to listen. The hand on her arm was light, and a welcome touch, but Nicole didn't dig the way that when Julie shifted, the space between them had increased. So, when she turned to face Julie, she crossed her legs and closed that gap again. "No," she replied softly to Julie's question, her hands just sort of.. sitting there. She wasn't sure what to do with them, not at all, until she finally just mentally sighed at herself and took Julie's hand within both of her own, and held it there in her lap atop the sheet, her fingers and their well cared for nails running over the soft skin on the captured appendage. <br/><br/>The words <em>it's not weird at all</em> hit her a little like a brick. Not physically apparent, but she could <em>feel</em> the weight behind the words, behind the sentiment, and though she was all smiles, she was a little melancholy on the inside, too. There were some lurking worries of how things would go when... and Nicole did have a feeling it was <em>when,</em> not <em>if</em>.. she told Julie about her powers, how that would change things. Would she be accepting if she knew there were others just like her but not exactly her (even if it was damn close,) out there doing other things? Would she freak out and run away if Nicole were to sprout an extra arm to get work done quicker when in solitude with someone she could trust? And, ultimately... well. It was just all so complicated, so even if things didn't feel weird to Julie right now, there were serious worries that once everything was in the open, the sentiment may not be the same.<br/><br/>"I'm just glad I came," she finally said, smiling as sweet as sin itself covered in honey. "I'd thought for awhile about going somewhere else. Somewhere new. Somewhere not... here." She shrugged softly, her head tilting as her gaze came to focus on Julie's hand in hers, which was turned over palm-side up so Nicole could trace the lines on her palm. "Not that here isn't wonderful, but you know, when the teaching thing ended, before I met you, I wasn't really sure.." she was definitely rambling, and she realized it. Glancing up apologetically for just a moment, her eyes returned back down to her hand. "I'm proud of you for doing what you want to do." <em>Now</em> she looked up, meeting the woman's eyes. "Otherwise we wouldn't have met, and that would've been such a shame."<br/><br/>It was just so funny how it was all random circumstance, but here she was, sitting totally naked with someone and having no expectations about anything happening at all. Just enjoying Julie's company and... being mildly worried about manner of silly things not necessary to worry about right now. "Honestly though..." she trailed off, in a manner that perhaps sounded like she had something dearly important to say, and then she finished the sentence, "do you mind if I sleep <em>with</em> you? Not just.. <em>here</em> with you?" She sounded nervous, and she even let out this kinda nervous laugh that added to it all. Realizing how awful bringing this up was going, Nicole just said what she wanted and hoped for the best: "I like to cuddle." Well.. that didn't quite come out right, either. She'd meant to say something like <em>would it be okay if we cuddled,</em> or some other manner of civilized request. Instead she just sort of proclaimed her enjoyment for a rather simple thing made more intimate by the fact they were both naked. Somewhere in her mind, she was worried that Julie would reject her and things would grow awkward. Just the thought of that made her shift in her spot, her hand turning Julie's own back over so she could trace small circles along the back of her hand.</span></span>