Zoe had decided to skip school, figuring if Jon and Karyn could do it, so could she. Besides, she had other things on her mind; namely sex. She wanted, no, needed a boy. Zoe was in heat. Every month, right around when she ovulated, she experienced a massive rise in her sex drive. Sex began crowding out all her other thoughts and she could barely control herself.
Zoe felt so alone. She was sure that other girls didn't experience these problems when they went into heat. She was sure that other girl's sex drives were much more controllable than they were in Zoe. Even her mom, whom Zoe knew enjoyed a healthy sex life, didn't seem to have the same rise in her sex drive. She felt that she couldn't talk to others about her feelings; not Jon, not her parents, not even her goth friends. They wouldn't understand. They would think there was something wrong with Zoe. Her friends wouldn't want to hang out with someone like her. She would be seen as someone who couldn't control herself, like Amy Johnson, the school slut. Suddenly, she heard someone call her name. It was Andrew Johnson, one of her goth friends from school and, ironically, Amy Johnson's younger brother.
"Hey, Zoe," he said. "I didn't know you were skipping school, too. I would have hooked up with you if I did. Say, what's wrong? You look upset."
"I don't want to talk about it right now," said Zoe. "Besides, you wouldn't understand. You're not a girl, and I think even other girls wouldn't understand."
"I'm your friend," said Andrew. "If you ever feel like talking about it, just let me know." Andrew held her hand, causing Zoe to blush and her panties to get damp. She wanted Andrew, imagined herself naked in his arms, Andrew mounting her and thrusting his manhood into her pussy. Zoe began snuggling up to Andrew.
"Maybe I'll talk about it later," said Zoe as Andrew pulled her closer.
