"Oh so you get to fuck the delivery guys and I have to wait out here eating rice like...Rebel Wilson?" she asks with a laugh. "I know who gets the better deal there. I mean...fried rice fucking rules," she says, sticking her tongue out at Faith. When she sits down, Daisy lets out a little sigh and smiles. She was happy to be getting the chance to hang out with Faith, partly because she got to almost keep an eye on her, but also because Faith was just fun. She didn't get hung up on things too often and she was great fun. Not to mention the fact she was smoking hot. Daisy had thought it from the first moment she ever saw her, and she liked being around beautiful people. It always brightened her day. She listens to the name of the movie and jokingly rolls her eyes at Faith. "Sometimes I think you've got a cowboy fetish, doll," she giggles, taking a little sip of her wine, careful not to make it look too unnatural. "Maybe if I get myself one of those cowgirl outfits at Halloween you'll jump my bones," she laughs. Daisy wasn't all that into Westerns, but if Faith liked watching them, she was fine with it. Mostly they just talked and hung out anyway, and the movie was rarely the focal point of their days. She smiles at Faith when she turns to face her. "Awwww, so sweet," she smiles. "I constantly miss your sexy self. Gotta give me some sugar," she winks and giggles, taking another sip of wine. "Busy is a good thing," Daisy smiles. "Means you're kicking ass at the label right? How's it going there by the way? And FYI, Faisy is getting tattooed on my butt next time I go outside," she smirks. "Love it." She turns to face Faith, bringing her own legs up on the couch as she smiles at her. "Oh you would? I dunno, sometimes it's hot to be locked up, babe," she laughs. "You know I'm always here for you, though. Whenever you need me and whyever you need me. Is that even a word?" she smiles.

"Rebel Wilson? She's just some fat chick that they hire to be in movies to stand around and make the skinny girls look hotter. I don't like her. Like...no offence to her, but since when was being fat a job? She has literally nothing else," she laughs. Taking a sip of her wine, Daisy raises her eyebrows as she listens to Faith's dilemma. "Shit, mate. That's a cruel person that would try to make you pick between dick and rice. "Good choice though. I'm not sure the taste of man could ever live up to the taste of chicken," she winks. "Although I have to say, if someone gave me the same choice, but with a hot girl obviously....I wouldn't even hear them offering the rice, because I'd be wearing her thighs as ear muffs already," she laughs. "I'm sorry, I'm being filthy," she adds, slapping the back of her own hand. Daisy sits back as she watches Faith order from the restaurant. She was glad to see Faith choosing to eat on her own without Daisy having to call her and ask if she had had something in the last two days. It definitely felt like progress in her eyes. "Can I have some of those prawn crackers?" she asks, mimicking prawn crackers with her hands for some reason. "I have no clue what that was," she says, shaking her head. When she talks about jumping her bones, Daisy groans theatrically. "Don't tease me like that. Now I'm going to spend all night imaging how cute your face looks framed by my thighs as you get to work," she giggles and then smiles when Faith stretches out and puts her feet on Daisy's lap. It was nice to see her relax and just chill out. Daisy got the feeling she didn't get to do that so much these days, so she was glad she could help her. When she asks about the label, she can see how much Faith wants to speak about it. She had no idea how stressful it would be running a business, but she imagined it was no walk in the park, so she was happy to let Faith drain all the worries and frustrations on her right now. It might have been a rocky start to Faith's tenure at the label, but Daisy had watched her turn it round, and that thought made her smile. "You know what? It sounds like a mega tough challenge to do what you do. I know I couldn't do it, but I think that's what makes you so amazing. It's like life gives you a challenge and you just find a way to deal with it. You're an inspiration. I'm proud of you," Daisy beams. She laughs when Faith dramatises the issue of fuck ups at the label. "Yeah, I mean it's things like that that make me feel lucky. I fuck up a song on stage and what happens? I just do it better next time, but you shoulder all the pressure. It's so...classy," she smiles, gently and absent mindedly stroking the bottom of Faith's leg as she talks. "I'm pretty confident that you aren't going to fuck up, though. And even if you do and you want to blame this Cara girl...I'll back you up," she says with a wink. "Me? Ah well you know me, just playing the field," she jokes. "Nah, but I'm the same. I've been writing songs for some months now, recording in New York. My album should be coming out some time before like Easter I hope. Aside from that, playing some shows really. You know, the diva life chose me," she says, placing her hand under her bob and posing. "It's pretty amazing that we're both getting the chance to do what we love and getting paid for it, though. Living the dream," she smiles, holding the glass out to Faith for a toast. "Have you fired anyone yet?" she smirks. "You can come with me for the ass tattoo. That way you can kiss it better for me," she jokes. it was nice for Daisy to have Faith in her life now. She was not the sort of girl she would have been hanging with a couple of years ago, but she felt so relaxed and natural around her now that she couldn't imagine having a better friend. "Gaaaaay," Daisy shouts when Faith says she loves her, giggling. But then she catches the blown kiss and presses it to her chest. "You're so sweet, I love you and that as well," she smiles. "I'll get whyever tattooed on the other ass cheek. Makes it official," she winks.

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"Oh god, I know right? Suddenly you become like public enemy number one just for telling someone they're fat. Hey, is that popular now? Maybe I should get a fat friend then. All my friends just now are way hot and just make me look like a troll," she says with a little smirk. When Faith reacts to her filthy confession, Daisy smiles and then starts to laugh with her. "I couldn't change if I wanted to, babe. You know me - pussy fiend," she giggles. It was great to see Faith laugh for real. Too often she seemed like she had so much on her mind, but when the two of them just chilled like this, it was like she managed to let everything go for a while, and Daisy felt she needed that at times. "No prawn crackers?" Daisy asks with a tilt of her head. "Man you poor guys! They're like prawn flavoured chips. They totally rule." She takes the phone and pouts as she scours the menu. "Orange chicken.....done!" she smiles, handing the phone back to Faith again. She laughs when Faith calls her a tease again, making her fingers walk up Faith's arm, before she laughs and sits back. They were always so comfortable being flirty with each other. It was fun and harmless and showed how comfortable they were around each other, so Daisy always enjoyed it. "Teasing, moi? Anyway, it's alright for you, you can just get filled with cock when the delivery guy brings the food. How about me? I'm gonna have to steal myself off to the bathroom and hope to all hell you've got an electric toothbrush," she laughs, sticking her tongue out at Faith. "Awwwwww no don't cry," she says as she pouts her bottom lip out. "And I'm no angel. Just a girl telling the truth to her friend. You're a smart beautiful woman and you ALWAYS kick ass," she smiles. She meant it as well. Daisy loved hanging with Faith and thought she was one of the best people she had ever met. When she hugs her, Daisy leans in and pulls Faith in tight, hugging her. "You're amazing, Faith. I'm glad we're best friends. You're one of the strongest people I've ever met in my life," she smiles. When Faith kisses her cheek, she smiles and touches her cheek in the same place. "Awww you're so cute." She smiles sweetly at Faith and crosses her legs as she looks over at Faith, more than glad to see a genuine smile on her face. She figured that sometimes Faith just needed someone to show some belief in her like right now. Deep down, Faith knew she was strong, but life had got to her at times, but Daisy would be damned if she wasn't going to show Faith just how special she was. She takes a drink of her wine and then smirks. "I would be so nervous to play you my songs. Like you're a label boss. It would feel like a damn audition or something. I'd probably just fuck up," she chuckles. "Well the Daisy album is full of all like quirks and stuff. You know me...major geek...so all my songs sound like they could be like a OST for a Michael Cera love flick," she laughs. "I'm joking, but yeah it's all full of like quirky lyrics and fun guitar. It'll be different. If they say nothing else, they'll say it stands out," she shrugs. Daisy was never that confident in her music and how it would be perceived by other people, even though her first song had gone straight to number one. She felt like no one would actually like her slightly weird music so she tried not to get confident in her ability. "You should definitely hire like a hot girl and then fire her like that. Only because I want to see if porn can happen in real life," Daisy jokes. "But no, you totally should fire someone, babe. It would give you like such a rush I think. And you would look like such a badass!" When Faith flips her off, Daisy puts her hand to her mouth and pretends to look totally shocked. "Hey, I've got somewhere you can stick those fingers," she giggles. She smiles and finishes her wine before pouring more as well. She was conscious that she really should try to keep up with Faith so she didn't feel she was drinking. "The Adventures of Faisy Whyever and the Magical Ass Tattoo," she laughs. "Let's write it! Oh, hey, you mind if I sleep here later? I don't want to drive after I have a few wines. I won't try to jump your bones, just spooning," she laughs again.

"An orc? Oh please! Look at you, you're the cutest little thing I ever did see. Why the hell do you think I came up to you in the first place all those months ago," she smiles and then laughs. "I'm joking about that last part, but you are super damn hot. For real." She smiles at Faith sweetly. She wanted Faith to feel good about herself always, and she should feel attractive because in Daisy's eyes she was completely gorgeous and perfect. "Faisy Whyever and the Golden Pussy. That's the sequel right there. I'll be honest....I don't think my tattoos are going to be as good as yours, though," she laughs. "How did you decide what to get tattooed anyway," she asks, seconds before Faith starts talking about the lesbian curse, which causes her to laugh super hard. "Oh my god that is perfect! I heard if you do it a third time she leaves her nail clippers in your bathroom and fourth time she's just made out of plaid," she adds, mixing in all the little lesbian stereotypes she can think of. "I'm a pretty crap gay, huh? I don't follow any of the uniform stuff I'm supposed to. Maybe that's why when I go to gay bars they all treat me like the straight friend who's only there for her friends. Sometimes I think "they're gonna take away your gay card, Daisy, and you're gonna have to learn to like cock,"" she giggles. "Oh my god, no prawns? Like....what?" She laughs. "Well prawn is like a big shrimp yeah. You guys must call it something different here. Surely you don't just not have them," she laughs and bows when Faith calls her sick. "It's why you keep me around," she adds, blowing a kiss at Faith. "Awww you're just too sweet," she smiles when Faith compliments her again. "Hey, I only tell you the truth. Someone as amazing as you are should know how great you are." She smiles at Faith and gives her shoulder a little squeeze. She was glad that Faith liked having her around and that she could help her friend. "Without me, you would be kicking life's ass like you always do, babe. But I'm glad to hear that I can help you," she adds after a little pause. It meant the world to her to know that Faith felt better, and it was all she wanted to see someone she cared a whole lot about getting better over time. "You know, I love hanging with you. No one else is as straight up and honest as you. You just always make me smile. You're the best friend and you're just so sweet," she smiles. She hoped that she and Faith could be friends for a long time, because since they had met some months before, she had come out of her shell somewhat and felt she was a much better person for knowing Faith, who was one of the funniest, coolest people she had ever known. "To be honest, I would be so nervous to play for you I'd probably end up holding the guitar upside down or just falling into the freezer or something. I'm the worst when I get nervous," she giggles. "Sometimes before shows I have to smoke like a whole weed plant to keep chill," she jokes. When Faith pretends she can't sleep in her house, Daisy believes her for a second, but then relaxes when she realises she's joking. "Screw you," she laughs, sticking her tongue out. "FYI if you wake up and my hand is in your panties, it fell there." She leaves a pause and then laughs. "I'm sorry, but seriously though I won't do anything like that, I promise. I do love to spoon though. I sleep like a log. Are you the big or small spoon?"

Daisy looks down and then shakes her head. "Nah, your feet aren't quiiiite hairy enough," she jokes, playfully shoving Faith. She loved having someone around who could take a joke, and give them back. Quite a lot of girls were too defensive and took things too personally, but Faith was laid back and cool enough to be able to joke around like this. When Faith starts to talk about her tattoos, Daisy smiles and leans towards her, listening intently. Tattoos had never been a part of the culture she grew up in, or at least not good tattoos like Faith had, but she was always interested in seeing real art with meaning like these. She listens intently and tilts her head as she looks at each tattoo that Faith points out. "I love the Alice in Wonderland one. Disney tattoos are always so cute. I wanted to get one of like Ariel from the Little Mermaid, but I totally shit out of getting it when the time came," She giggles and then looks down at her foot when she points out the koi tattoo. "Did that not hurt like hell? I can't imagine it would be fun to have someone drive their needle into your ankles like that. You're a braver woman than me," she says with a smile before she takes a little drink of wine. "I love that they tell a story, though. People are always coming out with crap about how tattooed people will regret them when they're older, but for someone with tattoos that tell a story like yours? I think that'll be even more beautiful when you're like 80. You'll be like an old-lady comic book that people can read and interpret your life. That's kinda a cute idea, I like it. Hashtag art, right?" she winks and then shakes her head. "No I don't have any at all, sadly. Like I said, I have had a few ace ideas for tattoos over my life, but I never have the guts to get it done. I always worry that the tattoo artist will like be shit...or sneeze when the needle's in my skin and end up making me into a total mess. I know, over analysing things, right? Maybe I should just man up and get it done sometime," she giggles. When Faith brings up her Big Brother activities, she raises her eyebrows and looks shocked before she laughs and groans. "I know. That kinda knocked it back months. I already look nothing like a lesbian and then I end up going and playing with a dick all night on TV? Talk about shooting myself in the foot, huh? In my defence, though, I did also eat Nova out in the shower. That was so.damn.hot. Straight girls are good lays," she winks. "I will hopefully never go near a dick again though. It was fun to try it, but it was not for me at all. Did you watch all of Big Brother? How did I come across on there? Also....dick or pussy? Since you like both," she laughs, sticking her tongue out. She groans again when Faith talks about the prawns, laughing and rolling her eyes. "To be fair, I don't eat it all the time...only when they don't have maggots or better quality fish bait," she jokes. She was so comfortable joking around with Faith, it was nice to be able to relax around someone like this. She didn't feel she could with any of the girls back home, and it made this friendship much more real and worthy in her eyes. "You would fight Bryan Cranston for me? That's so sweet, Faith," she smirks. "But same here. If like some asshole poker playing cowboy had you cornered in a saloon, I would knock his ass out of those weird swinging door things into the sandy street," she jokes, bringing westerns back into the conversation. When Faith tells her she would be disappointed not to feel Daisy's hand, she closes her eyes and tries to compose herself. The thought was incredibly hot to her. Was she serious? Daisy hoped so. She kind of dreamed of leaving trails of her red lipstick over Faith's porcelain-like skin. "Honestly, I will totally screw you for real if you give me a hint of being into it," she says with a smile and a wink, unintentionally leaning a little closer. "that is true, but I like the idea of you trying to big spoon me, so we're totally trying that. Feel free to grab boob since you're on the back," she giggles.

"You work on getting your little feet more hairy and I'll buy you a nice little green cape for your birthday," Daisy giggles. "When is your birthday, by the way? I never asked you that before. Shite friend, me." She laughs a little but she did feel bad that she never knew when Faith's birthday was. It seemed like one of those little things all friends should know. "Yeah, and with a name like Daisy and hanging around some woods, you don't think I'm gonna be mistaken for a hippy all the time, huh?" she says with a wink. "No thanks. I'll keep my shoes on. Even if I would look totally bitching as an elf," she laughs. Daisy pouts when Faith talks about the tattoos. "Oh God, my poor little ass. It's so cute as well," she says, pretending to cry. "But yes, I may well get a tattoo some day, and I will totally need you there to squeeze my hand and shit. Because I will scream like a little girl if a needle comes anywhere near me at all. I don't know how you managed to get so many. Brave bitch," she adds with a wink. "Berlin sounds amazing. I've seen all that architecture and stuff, so I would love to go. Buuuuuut, you will not get a piercing needle anywhere near my nipples. My god even the thought of that makes me want to screech in pain. I can't imagine ever doing that. Are either of yours..you know...pierced?" She tilts her head as she tries to not make it obvious she's thinking about Faith's chest. "I know exactly what you mean. Regret can never really be a thing if you had real feeling and meaning behind a tattoo at some point." She sits back and covers her face as she listens to Faith talk about Big Brother. "Oh God," she laughs. Daisy had never seen any of the show since she got out, but she was quite sure that she came across as really embarrassing and slutty while on there. She had slept with four people and made out with another two after all. Faith talking about the points system makes her laugh hard though. "Oh yeah, it's totally points. You get one for each boob, half a point for a kiss, five for oral. You lose points for bringing artificial dicks in there though, to be honest. Oh and you get 100 for fucking a straight girl. So I'm winning," she laughs. "The big leagues are in the hobbies, though. I do none of those. All my hobbies are too straight. But yeah, that series was weird. Like...there were so many nice people in there and far too many hot girls for someone like me to stay away. I was like a kid in a candy shop or something. I just wanted everything, and it was all free," she jokes. "And yes, Nova was hot. Too damn hot. I couldn't believe I got some with her. Dream." She laughs and turns towards Faith as she drains her wine glass. Daisy smiles when she talks about choosing between guys and girls. "You make some wise choices at times, babe. Pussy is like heaven. Dick is like bargain basement heaven. Not quite hell, but still nowhere near heaven," she laughs. "So do you get with like a lot of girls? Or have you got with a lot of girls?" She smiles at Faith, imagining what she would look like paired with a hot girl. Faith had popped up in a few of her dreams, and it was hot to hear her say she was into girls more than guys, even if only temporarily. She laughs and links fingers with Faith. "I really hope they don't all turn up here to fight me now. I don't want your pretty little face getting hurt over a pinky promise," she jokes. "Lee Marvin, Hank Marvin...all the Marvins," Daisy laughs, not having a clue who she was even talking about. She looks at the movie and nods. "Ohhhh him? Pfffft I could take him. He has tiny little hands," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand. When Faith reacts to Daisy's flirtatious comment in any other way rather than running away or telling her to get out, she smiles inwardly. She was relieved that her admission she really would want to sleep with Faith hadn't ended in horror on her friend's part. They had always joked about an attraction, and sometimes it would drive her insane how hot Faith was, but Daisy never imagined Faith would ever really want her back. She imagined Faith's type to be the sort of alt girl rocker - the polar opposite of Daisy. When Faith leans forward, Daisy smiles at her. It was a dangerous game in some ways. Chicken was how she had ended up kissing two of the girls she got with on Big Brother, but she wouldn't back away. She leaned a little closer so her nose touched Faith's momentarily, seeing how far she could push it. When Faith speaks, Daisy feels her heart skip a beat. "Fuck, that's hot," she laughs. "I honestly would not push your hand away," Daisy whispers softly, staring at her.

"Apriiiiil.....4th," Daisy says as she pretends to write it on her hand with her finger. "I'll remember that, so we can have a day out or something on your birthday. "I'll make it fun. No shitty birthday parties or that." She laughs and then smiles when Faith asks about her own birthday. Daisy always celebrated her birthday big, and this year she had more than ever with her blow out on Big Brother. "Mine is on the 6th of July. All summer and stuff, like my name," she beams, feeling like a total nerd. When Faith describes her tattoo guy as the nicest German, Daisy laughs hard and slaps her own thigh. "Wow, the nicest German, huh? Alright then. Although in order to tattoo me he might have to like enlist your help to hold me down so I don't get up and run away. I'm an absolute coward when it comes to pain. A total baby. Does it like really hurt that bad?" she asks, suddenly feeling far less positive about ever letting anyone tattoo her. The idea of going to Berlin still sounded amazing, but the thought of pain from a needle made her wince even as she sat thousands of miles from the tattoo artist in Faith's apartment. Her mind is just starting to wander thanks to the thought of pain when Faith gets more animated about her nipple piercings, causing Daisy to laugh. "If I was a pervert I would ask you to prove it," she jokes with a wink. "But does that really happen? Like the losing all feeling in your nipples? That would be a disaster. I do love some tit action in the bedroom," she smirks. "No...I'll pass on that too. Ear piercings are fine, I don't need to feel those ever really, but my nipples are essential," she laughs and then nods when Faith asks about the lesbian points. "Who's the top lesbian?" she repeats, tapping her finger on her chin as she really thinks about the question in depth. "Right now...I think probably Ellen Degeneres. She like punches above her weight, and I'm sure you get points for that as well. Although Erica Hess is probably chasing her points total down as well, to be fair. The most lesbian hobbies are easy though. It's like training a cat to do an assault course or knitting teapot covers. Those are basically the jackpots," she adds with a wink, before taking a cigarette from Faith and lighting it up. "That's why I'm like still an amateur. I get a lot of pussy, but that's like basic, really. You need to commit all in to the lesbianism to get the real points. And then you can trade the points in for cats, I reckon." She giggles and shakes her head at her own lame jokes. "It's true, there's so much more promise in a pussy. It just looks better, tastes better, and it can go for far far longer without needing to take like an hour's rest," she laughs. "Besides, nine times out of ten, a pussy will have a personality attached to it, rather than the 6ft of ego normally attached to a cock," she says, rolling her eyes. "Not that I have a downer on men, they're just so insecure about their dicks and stuff. You never get that with a girl. Or at least not as much anyway." She takes a drag and smiles as Faith talks about all the people she had been with. To most people, a lot of sexual partners was a bad thing, but Daisy was liberal and didn't really think it was a negative to experience fun with a lot of different people. "Keeping track? Like a collection you mean? That's pretty cool," she laughs, teasing Faith. "I've been with a few as well. One guy and four girls on TV...and then like another five girls apart from that," she chuckles. For someone as young as Daisy, that was quite a high number, but she would never let anyone tell her she should be ashamed of it. "Who was the best lay you ever had then?" she smiles through a cloud of smoke, intrigued to know the answer. She laughs at the TV when Faith comments on the cowboy again. "I bet he has to get gloves from like the mother and baby store," she jokes. "And his gun from Toys R Us." In the second after their noses touch, Daisy feels the littlest tinge of fear. What if Faith rejected her? That fear quickly changes into nervous excitement though when Faith tilts her head. Daisy instinctively puts her wine glass on the table, and then she feels Faith's lips against her own. She closes her eyes slowly and leans into the kiss, barely able to believe it was happening. She had wanted this for so long and now it was happening, she wasn't about to stop it. She returns the kiss with a little more force as she lets out the littlest happy sigh. Then, without breaking the kiss, she takes Faith's glass and puts it on the table before bringing her hand up to Faith's cheek, brushing it gently as they kiss and slowly pulling Faith towards her as she leans backwards into the couch. Right now, it seemed to Daisy like they were the only people in the world and it was perfect.

"Old, my ass," Daisy says with a dismissive wave of her hand in that way she always did. "You look like a teenager still. We'll celebrate in style with food and shopping. Like girly girls," she teases, twisting a strand of her hair around her finger and then rolling her eyes before she giggles. "You should celebrate it, though, it's that one day of the year when it gets to be all about Faith. You should cherish it," she smiles. She wanted to treat her friend, mostly because she didn't think Faith ever treated herself enough, always focussed on other people's careers as she had been for years. She laughs when Faith asks if her name is a stage name or her real name. "Neither. It's more a 'preferred name' I guess. My real name is Nathalie, but my dad used to call me his little Daisy when I was just little, and then it just stuck. Even the school records and stuff are under Daisy," she says with a smile, trying not to think too much about how much she missed her dad. Whenever she talked about her name, it always brought back how much she missed him, since her name had come from his affection, but she didn't want to bring the mood down by talking about it. "How about you? I always thought Faith is such a beautiful name. Is it real or is some nice name you decided on for when you got all rich and famous?" she asks, sticking her tongue out. "It fits you perfectly," she smiles. When Faith mentions holding her down so a guy can hurt her, she laughs and rolls her eyes. "Oh hush. If we're going there, he can hold me down for you," she laughs. "I've never actually tried that rough stuff, you know. I wonder if it's any good," she ponders. "The more we talk about it, the more I'm becoming sure we can add tattoos to child birth on the list of painful shit Daisy never ever wants to happen to her body. I'll probably just end up pussying out in the end and getting something on like the inside of my wrist. I don't want to do anything that would hurt at all. I'm the biggest wimp in the world. And that's coming from someone who had to fight all the time for being out in high school." She screws her face up at the memory and then disguises her look with a weird face when Faith talks about losing feeling in her nipples again. "Unless you're breastfeeding, I can't see any reason anyone would want to have numb nips. It's too fun when someone has their lips around them," she adds with a little grin. Daisy didn't mind talking about sexual stuff like this, not just with her friends, but everyone and anyone really. She didn't see the point in getting embarrassed about it. When her off the cuff comment causes Faith to start ranting about Erica, Daisy opens her eyes wide and smiles a little. She liked a little bit of controversy and bitching like this, and she had never met Erica anyway, so it was fun to hear what people close to her thought about her. "Like a big vagina? Oh my God you are too much!" she laughs, almost spilling her wine. "I dunno, all I ever see about her is how she's so into Nichole, then someone else, then nichole, then someone else. She seems to be a bit....indecisive. Maybe she isn't a lesbian, though," she laughs, agreeing with Faith. She didn't really know too much about why Faith had something against Erica, but she was a good loyal friend, so she knew that if Faith disliked her, then Daisy did too. "Oh God, I know right? I mean...it's like they need to justify the existence of their dicks. I honestly think that everything men ever do is a bid to get their dick in someone." She laughs. "Girls are at least a bit more subtle about it. We don't need to brag, because we know what the pussy can do when we call it into action." She smirks and then frowns at the next question. "Jayne Wriggle? Yeah...I was, but then she like disappeared. She was supposed to come to Scotland for some months, but then she went on tour with this band and it all went quiet on that front. I haven't a clue what happened to her." She quickly decides to change the subject. "Speaking of sex trophies, though....I still have the panties from the first girl I went down on. How weird is that?" she asks, before laughing hysterically. She laughs hard at Faith's question about her own question, pondering it for a few seconds. "Well....overall? Let's put the genders head to head. Who was the best you ever had?" When Faith doesn't push her away after she touches her face, Daisy smiles into the kiss a little. This had come almost out of nowhere, and even though they often joked about getting in each other's pants, she never expected it would actually happen. Faith was one of the closest people to her in the world, though, and she was sure that if they were going to do this, it would be special and mean something to her. When Faith groans, Daisy arches her back a little to press her body into Faith's. The sound of Faith's moaning was so hot to her. When she feels a hand on her side starting to move lower, she whimpers a little, and when Faith bites her lip, she moans again. Laying back a little further, she pulls Faith on top of her again and lets her arm drape around her neck, her free hand resting on the outside of her friend's thigh. She uses the hand on the back of her neck to pull Faith's lips closer and gently lets her tongue move out, gliding across Faith's lips as if to seek permission to enter her mouth. She was all in for this now that she knew Faith wanted it to, and she wasn't about to give up the chance to sleep with her amazingly beautiful friend. "You're so hot," she whispers against Faith's lips, "I want you so much."

"Really? Lucky you. I'm 18 and sometimes when I get all dressed up I don't even get carded. Bitch," she jokes, winking at Faith. Although Daisy was only 18, truth was that she had grown up fast, so she never come across that young. Her dad had died when she was just a kid, and she had come out at school much younger than people were prepared for, and the two of those elements combined to make her life hard in her early years, even if she never showed it. When Faith puts the cat in her lap, she smiles and puts her hand on its back, stroking it slowly. She was never that sure of cats, but this one seemed to be nice enough, and it hadn't scratched her yet. "Awww, he's nice," she says as she looks down at the cat. "What's his name?" Daisy smiles politely when Faith says her name was cute. She always seemed to smile like this when people talked about her past. It was easier than opening her mouth and crying, after all. When Faith compliments her dad, though, she feels she has to speak. "Yeah...he was," she says with a smile. "The sweetest. He always told me how he loved me," she says with a sad little smile before she tries to wipe it away by turning the attention back to Faith. "It's a cool name. You should be thankful for it," she laughs. "They could have named you something really crap and boring after all. Like Sara, or....Molly," she says, raising her hands. She suddenly couldn't think of any girls' names at all. "I guess they must have just liked it. It's funny, I never even linked it to religion until you said that there. I'm like literally the worst Catholic ever. Even besides all the gaying it up with ladies, I never go to church or ever even remember I'm supposed to be religious," she jokes. Although she had been brought up with religion, she had never really been into it and her parents had never forced her, which she was glad about. She was pretty sure that it would have confused the whole lesbian thing if she had still been very religious. As she listens to Faith talk about rough sex, Daisy screws her face up a little. She loved the whole eroticism of being with someone in bed, and couldn't imagine what anyone would get out of trying to injure their sexual partner in any way. "If someone ever tries that shit with me....all I'm saying is they better tie me up good, because if they hit me with something, I'm liable to grab it and hit them fucking back," she laughs. She didn't think that sort of sex would ever be her cup of tea anyway. When Faith expresses sympathy for all the fights Daisy had been in at school, she smiles sweetly. She had never minded sticking up for herself or her sexuality when people had a problem with her. Even if she did lose a lot of the time, because she was super girly, it was mostly about not lying down to that crap. It was a very religious school, and she was already battling about that, so she was not about to let some girls tell her that she was wrong as well. She hugs Faith tightly again and smiles. "It's alright, I guess," she says with a shrug. "I used to say it was my fault because I came out too early. I think most of the girls were too young to really know why I said I liked girls more than boys or they had never even heard of such a thing, and as they got older, they felt uncomfortable about it and they would throw stuff, shout dyke at me, push me over and all this crap. I just never knew when to let it go really. I came home with a sore face quite a few times. But hey, it's all good now. Just like I thought, they could never beat the gay out me, so I got the last laugh," she smiles, trying to make light of the bullying she had faced often when she was at school. When the subject changes to Erica and Nichole, she laughs a little. She never knew what it was like to be that hung up on someone. She had experienced love, but never one person having such a hold over another as people said Nichole did over Erica. "I guess it must be hard for Erica to experience that really. Like if you love someone and they just turn it on and off all the time like that, it must really hurt. I kinda feel sorry for her. The way she talks about Nichole on Twitter shows that she really loves her a lot and stuff. She should probably talk to Nichole though and tell her how she feels and that. It would probably make it better to like talk to her, if you were Erica, and just lay it all on the line," she adds with a little shrug. "How come you dislike them both now, though. Did something happen between you? I assume you're not like Nichole's go to girl anymore since you've got the label yourself now?" She smiles at Faith's talk about women being more sly. "For most women, I would say it's about being subtle. But not me. I've never been subtle about my need for the vag," she giggles, raising her eyebrows. When she mentions Jayne, Daisy nods. "Yeah she is a singer as well. But like she told me she was going to live near me for three months or something, and then I read one day on Twitter that she was going off on a tour with some band and then apparently that was it. It was weird, but I don't dwell on things. If she wanted to, she could have like come and talked to me about going on tour but she never did, which I thought was odd," she shrugs, trying not to show that it hurt a little that Jayne had gone on tour like that without coming to talk to her about it. She groans when Faith compares her to Paulie Bleaker, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, except I'm not dumb enough to go getting a girl pregnant like that dumb ass," she says with a little laugh and sticking her tongue out. "Besides, I was only like 15, you can't blame me for getting attached and stuff," she chuckles and shakes her head. "God no I don't have a shrine, woman. I'm not like planning to keep her captive some day," she laughs, pushing Faith playfully again. "I just have them at the bottom of one of the drawers in my room. I haven't even looked at them for a couple of years, really. That would be weird if I had like framed them or made them into a necklace or something," she smirks. When Faith talks about her threesome, Daisy looks shocked. "Wow, really? Go you! If I was into guys, I think that would be hot, to have two people wanting me at the same time like that. But I would never go near a dick again, to be honest. I wonder if a threesome with two girls would work or if it would be like limbs and pussy everywhere. Maybe I'll try it sometime," she winks. "Although I do think you dodged my question....so....was the girl or the guy in the threesome the better one?" She smiles at Faith, feeling cunning in her interrogation. When Faith moves more on top of her, daisy relaxes into the kiss for real. This was really happening now, and she knew it would be beautiful and natural for them since they were so close to each other. When she feels a hand move against the inside of her thigh, she smiles and parts her legs a little to show Faith that she's ready for her and open to anything. At the same time, she lets her own hand fall from the back of Faith's neck, running a finger down her neck and down the front of her chest before letting her hand glide across Faith's stomach, resting on her belt. When Faith's lips part, she pushes her tongue against her friend's, massaging her tongue with her own and moaning into her mouth as the kiss gets hotter and hotter. She starts to reach for Faith's belt when Faith questions her, causing her to grin. "So fucking much," she whispers. "You're amazing, Faith." She goes to speak again, but she's cut off when Faith moves down and starts to kiss her stomach, loving the feeling of her lips on her skin. Daisy closes her eyes and allows her hand to move through Faith's hair, craving more but loving the way she's teasing her. She pulls her shirt over her head, leaving herself in just her bra. She looks down into Faith's eyes. "So are you. So very beautiful," she says softly.

"Saidah? That's a cute name," Daisy says with a smile as she strokes the cat gently. She wasn't much of an animal person at all, but the cat didn't seem like it wanted to kill her yet so she didn't mind it too much. "Does it mean anything, Saidah?" When the cat moves away from her lap, she smiles and gives her one last stroke across the back. "Awww she seems sweet. I think fat cats are the nicest. They seem less cocky than the skinny ones," she laughs. When Faith asks if she has pets, she shakes her head. "Nah, I don't. I'm kinda scared of dogs a bit if they're big at all, and although I love pussy...it's not really the cat kind I'm into," she jokes. "What other pets have you got?" When Faith talks about her dad again, Daisy smiles. She didn't like to talk about him much, not because she didn't want to think about him, but because it hurt too much to miss him. But to hear Faith talk about how sweet the relationship between them was made her smile. "I still miss him," Daisy says with a sad little smile. "He was the reason I wanted to be a singer too, you know? Because he always told me that I had a wonderful voice and that I could be anything I wanted to be. It sounds like such a cliche, but I kinda really wanted to make him proud of me," she adds. She felt a little lame to be thinking like that, but she didn't care too much. Her dad had been a big part of her life, and now that he wasn't around, it was all she wanted to know that her dad would still be proud of what she achieved. "Really?" She smiles. "I think Faith is a better name. It has like a real meaning behind it. Mine is just a funny little flower. Probably fits me quite well though for that," she laughs. "A mixed religion marriage? Where I'm from, that sort of thing could get a kid alienated by everyone," she jokes. "West Scotland is not the sort of place to be messing around with mixing your types of Christianity," she laughs. "Catholics with Catholics and protestants with protestants back there. You probably had more of a rounded religious upbringing than me, though. Giving someone all the information and letting them choose what they want to believe is far healthier." She raises her eyebrows when Faith mentions having kids. "Oh yeah? You're gonna have yourself a little family of little tattooed badasses running around, huh?" she teases. "I will never have kids, so I don't think I'll have to worry about how to bring them up really. Thank God. I think you will make a good mother some day, though. You always look out for me anyway, so you've got that caring side about you," she smiles sweetly. She meant it too. Faith was always there for Daisy, and she imagined she would be the sort of mother who always protected her kids and would defend them to the end if she ever decided to have a family. Still hugging Faith, Daisy lets out a pained little laugh when Faith asks if any of the girls who had bullied her for being gay had ever apologised to her. It had never been something she expected, so she never really thought about the fact that they had never said sorry to her. Daisy had been the sweetest girl at school, and she was the last person who deserved to be the target of hate, but of course that didn't matter to the people who had singled her out. They just knew that she was different, and that was a red flag, a green light to hurt her and try to put her down every day of the week. She shakes her head. "They were all the sort of kids who left school when they were 16 anyway, so I at least got my last two years of high school without them being around, but they never said sorry. Even if I saw them now, they would probably still call me out for being...what was it they used to call me...? Oh yeah, a 'filthy cunt fucker'. It must have taken them months to come up with something so witty," she says with a nervous little laugh. The names still did hurt a bit, even though no one had called her them for a couple of years. It had always just been a reminder that there were people out there who hated her for just being who she was naturally. When Faith asks about Jayne, Daisy looks down for a moment and then nods as she looks back up. "Yeah, I liked her. She was sweet and excitable and different, and she seemed really into me. I think she was generally straight, but decided to take a walk on the wild side, but she was lovely. Like I say, I just wish she had at least talked to me. It wouldn't have hurt so bad if she had come to my house and told me where she was going. She smiles as she remembered how straight Jayne had been when they met and how it was funny to Daisy how quickly Jayne jumped ship to the lesbian team. "She was sweet, though. We were definitely dating. It was a shame," she says with a little shrug. "How about you? Have you dated anyone lately? I feel like you of all people deserve to have someone special in your life. Be warned, though, if they hurt you I will knock them the fuck out," she says sternly, holding her fists up completely unaware of how decidedly unthreatening she looked as this cute little blonde thing promising violence. It was almost comical. "It would be pretty fucking badass to have a wall of underwear. When I start touring, if I ever do, if girls throw their underwear at me, I'm totally going to collect them all and create like a pussy collage on the wall with it all," she adds with a little laugh. "I do like panties, to be honest. They're like sexy and stuff. Yeah...uber lez here," she adds, rolling her eyes at herself. She listens intently as Faith talks about the threesome again, smiling as she listens. "I bet it was kinds hot being sandwiched between two people who both want to fuck you like that, huh? I think I would just be lost in heaven if I had two girls all over me at the same time. I would just be like a puddle of pleasure laid exhausted on the bed," she laughs. "I imagine fucking two girls at once would be so hot. I can imagine like...two tongues at the same time....Oh God, let me stop before I get all excited," she jokes. "But yeah...I would have imagined the girl would have been better. What can I say? Ladies just know what a girl wants down there," she winks. When Faith starts to kiss up her body again and then pushes down her bra straps, Daisy lets out a little moan. She always found it so hot when someone would kiss her naked shoulders, even though she didn't know why. She pushed the straps down so only the clasp behind her kept her from being exposed, before she slowly unbuckled Faith's pants and let her hands glide from her hips across to her ass, feeling her skin against her hands for the first time. Faith felt so good Daisy thought she would just die there and then as bolts of electricity shot through her body, but she tried to show some composure. "Come here," she whispers, before pulling Faith into another kiss, this time so much more intense and hot, their tongues wrestling for position as the warmth between their torsos brought them closer together and really ramped up the anticipation. The skin to skin contact made it seem so much more real, and the way Faith felt against her, smooth and warm, was incredibly sexy. Sitting there in just her bra, Faith looked like the most beautiful girl in the world, and Daisy couldn't wait to see more. She watches as Faith starts to unbutton her pants. It was like she was taking her time, as if opening a present and savouring it. Daisy looks down at her and bites her own lip as they make eye contact, begging Faith for more as she lifts her ass, letting Faith slide her pants off of her legs. "You're incredible," she says in a breathy tone.