Tales for big girls

Alisa reads aloud. Kianna and Deja aren't following. "What's wrong?" she asks. "Nothing. Just... this is for little girls," Deja replies. Alisa flinches. "What would you like to do then?" Kianna leans in. Her lips graze Alisa's. A soft kiss. Then harder. Tongues slide and meet. Deja watches, breath caught, then pulls Alisa in by the neck. The three of them trade wet kisses, sucking, biting. The book lies forgotten.