One Hundred Twenty Eight

Charlenne stopped and looked at elena to see if there was going to be a bad reaction. Elena snickered and nodded, well, at least she did as I asked.

"Yeah, something like that. So, what's the problem, Charlenne? If Rhoda told you it was a bad joke, why are you staring holes into my back?"

Elena was still grinning to let Charlenne know that she wasn't upset about the revelation. Charlenne blushed again and couldn't quite meet Elena's gaze. Then Elena smelled it, very faint, but a distinctly recognizable scent. An aroused female. Elena eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Charlenne closely. Charlenne saw her look and turned pale.

"Oh! Charlenne, its okay. I think I get it now. You didn't want it to be a bad joke did you?"

Charlenne was shaking and tears started to fall down her cheeks.

"Come with me, Charlenne; let's go into the lunchroom so we have some privacy."

Elena grabbed her hand and Charlenne, although still looking like a scared lamb being led to the slaughter; let elena pul