<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/8KMX1yo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Highlights" - Heather Donald<br/><strong>Location:</strong>TV room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th - basically midnight (morning of 8th)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Medusa<br/><strong>Content:</strong>The conversation continues as the girls meet each other. Heather gives Abi a jolt of life to keep her awake for the rest of the night.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This Hoody (http://i.imgur.com/cenA6BF.jpg) - These smexy sweats (http://i.imgur.com/4mvSxN7.jpg) - And This Kiss Shirt (http://i.imgur.com/VNYdLNb.jpg) - Black Knee Sucks<br/><hr/>The story’s were exhilirating. Abi had lived an interesting life, each half concept came attached to a thousand images in Heather’s mind, and she filled in all of the gaps herself. The idea of seducing a man before paralyzing him was too exciting for her. She didn’t squeal, but it was obvious that she wanted to, so she just laughed instead.<strong>“That is wild,”</strong>she was almost in shock. It didn’t make complete sense her mind. It was logical, it was a fun story, if not a little bit sad. But the tone between them was fun. It was nice to have such instant chemistry with someone.<br/><br/>Heather’s face was a picture. All of her troubles were forgotten. She suddenly felt like a normal girl again. She wasn’t sad, she wasn’t slutty, she hadn’t just made Rogue miserable. She was just enjoying herself with someone new. It could have been perceived as dangerous. In the long scheme, it was just a busy school year, and the kids were becoming adults, living in a confined space with each other.<br/><br/><strong>“My turn…”</strong>Heather had a number of stories from her short teenage years outside of the mansion. She had done most of her growing up here. It almost felt right to tell a story from the last two years, but she knew what Medusa really wanted, she wanted that stuff from before, when she was just a mutant out in the world. There wasn’t much of it, she only had one good story to tell that would come anywhere close to comparing to Medusa’s harrowing anecdote.<br/><br/><strong>“Oooo, I know.”</strong>Just like Abigail’s, Heather’s tale wasn’t so much about one night as it was a situation she’d once lived.<strong>“So… I was sort of my mom’s mom…”</strong>It sounded funny coming out of her mouth.<strong>“My boyfriend was twenty three when I was fifteen, and he sort of paid the bills, and ran the house. I had all kinds of friends over all the time. I miss him to be honest.”</strong>Heather was about to expose part of herself that she probably could have kept to herself, but it was too late before she said it.<strong>“He would let me sleep around with whoever I wanted. It was never an issue. Not like it is here…”</strong><br/><br/>Heather was a pretty foolish girl, her eyes rolled and she shrugged off the serious comment with an attitude that made it seem like it had nothing to do with her here, even though it obviously did. Heather felt the pangs after she said it.<em>‘Oh shit…’</em>Now Abi basically knew everything, Heather was probably single, probably kind of slutty, liked older men, had a weird family. It was all out like an open wound. She didn’t regret it, but she felt silly afterward.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As the conversation shifted, as her hand dangled in front of her, she focused on the feeling of Abi’s fingers lacing between hers. Nothing was happening yet, but that didn’t stop Heather from squeeing.<strong>“Eeeh! This is exciting.”</strong>Heather had seen Abi making the decision right before the blonde had actually said that she was into it.<br/><br/><strong>“Ok. So, I’m not sure what it feels like on your end, but I’m sure it doesn’t hurt.”</strong>Heather sat up a little bit more straight and looked across the couch into Medusa’s eyes.<strong>“It looks pretty cool though, And don’t worry. I’ll give you another jolt before classes, you’ll be awake all day.”</strong>Heather’s hand was hot. Her body temperature was just slightly above normal almost constantly because she was in a constant state of rapid digestion. Everything burned a little hot.<br/><br/><strong>“Ready?”</strong>Heather waited a moment, she had everything focused. Her eyes shifted down from Abi’s gaze to the connection of their two hands. Instantly, Heather’s skin started toshine a subtle glow of rainbow pastel. It ran from her fingertips to her elbows. Abi’s had the same effect. There was a definite surge, a lightening bolt of awareness. Highlights’ power was similar to electricity, for it spread through the whole body with a tactile force, just gentle and not entirely unlike erotic excitement. It didn’t shake the recipients bones like electricity did, it jostled loose their base instincts, the life force. Heather’s power was like a blast of sunshine inside of the brain and body. The heavy feeling of being tired would lift away completely. Usually, instant hunger would follow. The first hour was like the peak of a caffeine high. And, no matter what, it was a bonding experience, like playing with a ouija board together, or sharing the pictures of a boy they both liked.<br/><br/>Heather gave Medusa a good tall cup. Their contact lasted about seven seconds before Heather pulled away. She actually leaned forward though, and her exciement level picked up.<strong>“Well?”</strong>Her first question was immediately followed by another,<strong>“How are you feelng?”</strong>Her smile was gentle and contagious.<strong>“Kind of fun, right?”</strong><br/><strong>    </strong><br/><em>    </em>