<div class="floatleft">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/4bb2d5aba6d31308ae97b30bd8d1dfbd/tumblr_n1in3crAmy1rkcdc7o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Natalie Brown<br/><strong>What:</strong>Crushing on Quinn<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1, Midday<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Blue Bedroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Quinn<hr/><br/>Natalie gulped as Quinn began to open up. The two had just met, and their mutual attraction tossed them onto the bed. There they were, both covered in sweat and the release of the other. Natalie's hands gripped onto Quinn's muscled ass, and she kept their pussies close together. She truly believed that she could feel the emotions of another woman when they touched in such a way.<br/><br/>But things were going far too fast. Apparently Quinn wasn't even, well, Quinn. Not only that, but her lips simply wouldn't stop. Natalie originally thought the girl was a butch, but now she was crumbling apart in her arms. She wanted a relationship? She wanted to go all the way?<br/><br/><em>Eject, eject!</em>Natalie kept telling herself to cut it off. She knew that she had to. She wasn't looking for a long term relationship! She simply found Quinn hot, and so she fucked her. That was it, right? But how could she say no to her when they were laying together half-naked?<br/><br/>"I'll- umm..." She muttered, beginning to shy away from Quinn's kisses. "Put your pants back on." She gently pushed Quinn off of herself and pulled her own panties up. "Look, Tessa. Quinn..." She wasn't sure what to call her. "You're sweet, but..." Damn, the girl was bipolar! How was she going to react.<br/><br/>Natalie turned to the camera, and her heart sank. "I'm not looking for something serious with you. I thought we could just, you know..." She paused. "I didn't think you were going to open up like this. I can't deal with-" Urgh, she didn't know what to say! "Look, I'm sorry. I just can't do this, okay? I have to go." She readjusted her dress and darted out the room like a madwoman. She had to flee!<br/><br/>Natalie hurried out of the room and descended downstairs. She didn't care that her panties were soaked; she simply had to get the hell out of there.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>Continued on the First Floor</em></div>