The following is just an excerpt from a story I'm working on - but not much right now. So if you don't like reading a story that isn't finished - that doesn't have an ending yet, then don't read this story. HA!
=====PART 3
"Good morning" Tori said entering the dining room. Thea nodded and took the seat beside her. Isabel placed platters of breakfast goodies on the table and retreated into the kitchen.
"Did everyone rest well?" Clara asked from her place at the head of the table. She looked as though she had not slept at all. Her eyes were red.
Indistinguishable replies floated in the air amidst the aroma of bacon, eggs and coffee. The breakfast group ate in silence except to reply to Clara's questions. Several times Thea caught different ones watching her. An attractive woman, she was use to being stared at, but this time she doubted the looks had much to do with her features. Clara only had eyes for her granddaughter. Tori, eating only a bowl of bran cereal, finished about the same time as Thea. Usually a non-breakfast eater, Thea had half a grapefruit and a cup of coffee. After leaving the table they went down toward a garden. Strolling along with Thea's arm through her's, Tori left the footpath and walked toward a huge tree.
"This use to be my favorite spot in the whole garden. This tree is over a hundred years old. During the summer, when I wasn't playing ball, I would spend hours laying under this old tree reading and daydreaming. My clothes had as much grass stains as the boy's who played football in the field on the other side of those hedges. Grandfather had that bench put here for me but I liked the ground. He gave me an African blanket from his den. It was one he rarely took out of the plastic see-thru wrapping. But he gave it to me."
"You loved him very much didn't you? Three of my grandparents I don't even remember. I was close to my mother's mother before she passed" Thea said watching Tori who stood with her back against the old tree. She saw Tori's jaw tighten and her eyes mist. Tori glanced up at a bird whistling overhead and took a deep breath. Her eyes cleared and her jaw relaxed.
Thea knew why Tori was estranged from her family, but there was obviously more to it than what little she did know. Tori seldom spoke about her past and when she did, it was only of a fond childhood memory. Shortly after they had begun to date, she'd asked Tori about her family. Tori had shrugged and said she didn't have any. Later, after they had moved in
together, Tori confessed that she hadn't seen her family in years. Tori, while loving and romantic, could be very closed-mouthed when she was upset. She wasn't good at sharing her thoughts about anything negative. Thea looked toward the big house and wondered what, if anything, could be done to ease the hurt that she knew Tori was feeling but would never voice. Usually a carefree and warm person, Tori had become sedate and seemed to have an invisible weight on her shoulders since their arrival here. Though friendly enough with Louise and Mona, Thea knowing Tori, thought the woman was holding back.
"Whatever it is sweetheart, you can tell me. We're suppose to share the bad as well as the good" Thea encouraged.
"Talking about it will not make me feel better or change anything. Please don't press me on this" Tori said moving Thea's hand from her shoulder. Walking a few paces with her hands in her pockets, Tori looked toward the house.
"I hate it when you do this. We can be a few inches a part, like now, but you're off some place that I can't reach. Stop shutting me out. You make me feel like I'm encroaching" Thea said to Tori's back. Then she walked pass her and headed toward the house.
"Thea! Baby wait!" Tori called and had to jog a few steps to catch up. She jogged backwards in front of the woman and only got her to stop by holding her arms.
"When you hurt - I hurt. At any given time you put up this barrier. Maybe ..."
"I don't mean to shut you out. But when we started to get serious, we agreed to keep the past in the past. I don't ..."
"But it's very much a part of the here and now" said Thea holding Tori's face in both her hands. Tori closed her eyes but when she opened them, Thea knew she still wasn't going to be told anything.
"You're impossible" Thea said tossing her arms in exasperation. Tori caught both of them and pulled Thea to her.
"One day I may be able to tell you. But not right now. We've been through this before, as you've said. It'll pass" Tori whispered against Thea's ear.
"I'll ask Mona to tell me" Thea barely got out before she was grabbed a little roughly. What she saw in Tori's eyes frightened her.
"Don't. Leave it alone" Tori said angrily and stormed off toward the house. This time it was Thea who called out but Tori didn't stop. Half an hour later, Thea went up to their bedroom and found Tori sitting on the window seat.
"What are you doing?" Tori asked when she finally acknowledged that Thea had entered the room. When she didn't get an answer, she walked over and took a blouse from the suitcase that Thea was packing.
"I'm going home. If you can change so much in one day - I'm not going to ..."
"Thea I'm sorry. Please don't leave."
"You frighten me Tori. And sometimes I feel like I don't know you at all" Thea said tossing clothes into the suitcase.
"Ah come on. I shouldn't have grabbed you but I didn't hurt you. I know I can be an ass, but you should know that I'd never intentionally hurt you. I love you. You're everything to me."
"I'm not afraid of you Tori. I'm afraid for you. Remember why we took this trip? We're suppose to be trying to save this very rocky relationship. But I see no chance for us if you won't be honest with me about something that is a major issue for you" Thea finished with a heavy sigh. She was hoping that Tori would finally break her silence and share what was obviously eating at her insides.
"I promise to tell you when we get back home. Tonight we'll have dinner with Mona and tomorrow we'll be back on the road. I'll tell you all of it - at home."
"You didn't sleep last night. I'm not sure you can last until tomorrow. You're wound so tight and being here has increased your sometimes stand-offish behavior. You ..."
"Okay. I've already admitted that I can be an ass and show my bad side. Am I really so bad that you don't want me anymore?"
"Oh no. Those baby doll eyes will not work this time" Thea said moving beyond Tori's reach. She backed stepped until she was against the door.
"Please stay" Tori said pressing herself against Thea and kissing her on the neck. Only after Thea's arms went around her neck did Tori's hands move lower to the hips.
"You don't play fair" Thea mumbled before her mouth was invaded by a probing tongue. They both jumped at at knock on the door.
Drawing apart, Thea straightened her blouse and Tori wiped lipstick from her lips. Isabel, standing in the hall, informed Tori that her grandmother wished to speak with her. As Tori started from the room, Thea stopped her and used a tissue to wipe lipstick smears from her face.
"I hope your friend doesn't mind me taking a little of your time. I've invited some of the family back for dinner this evening. Don't worry, neither of your parents will be here this time. Barbara and others from out of town will be leaving tomorrow. I spoke with Ramona this morning and she told me of your dinner plans tonight, but I talked her into joining us here. I hope you don't mind too much" Clara said speaking more quickly than she usually did. She was winded when she finished.
At dinner, Clara Brockman kept conversation flowing with questions. Whenever anyone tried to speak with someone else, she quickly directed everyone's attention to what she was saying. Her guest finally gave up trying to converse with anyone other than the hostess. Everyone thought Clara was just dreading the time she would be alone in the big house except for the staff, so was making the most of the gathering. However, Clara monopolized conversation so that nothing would be said to anger Tori. Her granddaughter was home and she wanted her stay as long as possible. After dinner, everyone except the children made a point of spending time with Clara, who was back on her throne in the living room. People were drifting around picking up sniplets of conversations, making a comment here and there as they waited for an appropriate time to leave. Thea and Mona were sitting to themselves on a small sofa near the back patio doors. Tori and Louise were in the hall sitting on the steps.
"I'm so glad you're here" Louise smiled. Eight months ago, she had received a graduation gift from her big sister. The package had no return address, but inside was a card signed 'love Tori' and a phone number. She called immediately but didn't make contact until the next day. The sisters had talked for nearly an hour. Tori invited Louise to Georgia for a visit. Louise was excited until her mother vetoed the plans.
Camilla Johnson had absolutely forbid her daughter from going to Georgia. Louise protested but her mother threatened to drop the payments on the used car she had received as a grad gift. Louise still wanted to see her sister even if it did mean riding the bus to work. But after she explained the situation, Tori told her not to jeopardize her relationship with her parents. Tori promised that she would stay in touch and she kept it. She accepted all of Louise's calls. The last time they spoke, a month ago, Tori had told her sister not to tell anyone that she was coming close to town. They were to meet just outside of town without anyone knowing about it. Louise's phone message of Herman Brockman's death brought Tori not only inside the city limits but back inside those walls.
"How's Tommy? Did he go through with the wedding?" Tori asked of her step-brother. Tommy, Henry's son from a previous marriage, was a year older than Tori.
"He married Cindy but I don't know how long it's going to last. She had a miscarriage two weeks ago and the only reason they got married was because of the baby. He's my brother and I love him but sometimes I don't like him.
"Doesn't sound like he's changed much from when we were kids. He was a spoiled brat who made trouble for me whenever he would come to the house. And would lie about the simplest thing."
"I don't see him that much. He comes by when he needs something from daddy. I think he was jealous of you. He sometimes would talk about you."
"I thought so too. That's why when we were kids, I use to let him come here with us. And he did begin to act a little better toward me. But something turned up missing and while my grandmother didn't openly accuse Tommy, she told me not to bring him around anymore. Tommy swore to me that he didn't take the camera, but I didn't believe him. And from that time on he stopped talking to me. Once I got a letter - actually it was only one line. He wrote 'Now you know what it feels like to be falsely accused.' I'm sure he didn't intend for it to, but it helped me a little at the time. He believed me", Tori said. For a mement or two, the sisters sat silently in their own thoughts. Louise wanted to ask questions but didn't think now was the appropriate time. But she did ask:
"Why didn't you let me know where you were before last year?"
"I was angry for a long time. I moved around a lot. And when I was stopped being angry, I decided to wait until you were old enough to make your own decisions. Probably most of what you were told about me was negative. At eighteen, I figured you were mature enough to ..."
"You're my sister and I hardly know you. But even so, I feel closer to you than people I've been around forever. I don't know how mature it is to allow mama to still tell me what to do. I wanted to see you ..."
"I know. And I want to thank you for letting me be a part of your life again."
"Excuse me for interrupting, but your grandmother wants you" Thea apologized from the doorway. The hugging sisters drew apart. Thea went toward the living room.
"She's gorgeous. Is she a model? She looks familiar?"
"She's a social worker. She use to model for some famous fashion designer. Excuse me. This shouldn't take long. Me and Grams don't have a lot to say to each other" Tori said standing, then bending to loosen the kinks. They went slowly toward the living room.
"Victoria dear, I was just telling Thea what a nice singing voice you had when you were younger. She said you still do, so will you sing something for us? Louise can accompany you on the piano."
"We have to perform for our supper" Tori said. She was about to refuse but Louise sat at the piano and asked for a request. Clara named an old church hymn and Louise ran her fingers across the keys several times before nodding for Tori to start. The older sister began singing softly and shortly after, Louise picked up the key but missed a few notes.
As Tori sang, her voice grew stronger. It had been a long time since she sang a church song. She closed her eyes and felt the words that came easily from memory. The words faded into a hum and at the close, she opened her eyes and acknowledged the applause with a nod. Sitting down at the piano she began to play a tune that Louise liked as a child. Louise sang along and though her voice wasn't as strong as her sister's they sounded good together. Tori said she would do only one more and toward the end, other voices blended with hers.
"That was wonderful. So you didn't give up your music. Tori could have been a classical pianist, but she suddenly became interested in swimming. Oh she was good at that too of course. Did Tori tell you that she ..." Louise was saying with pride until her eyes caught movement. It was Mona shaking her head. Her sister patted her on the shoulder and moved away from the piano. Thea, looking at the faces of all present, wondered what was so terrible that it still couldn't be talked about after ten years. At that moment, she knew the conflict went beyond Tori's sexuality.
"You should have brought Jamie" Tori told Mona a few minutes later on the patio. Her long legs were stretched out and crossed at the ankles.
"It's her day to be with one of her playmates. Do you have to leave tomorrow? You just got here" Mona said.
"Grandmother doesn't want anyone talking to me because someone might slip and make reference to my shameful and disgraceful past. Tell me something, do any of you mention me or talk about what happened when I'm not here?"
"We don't spend a lot of time together as a family. We're not as close as some people might think. Uncle Herman gathered us all here for holidays or some event he thought was important. They probably talked with each other, but knowing how close you and I were, they didn't around me. After you left, different ones asked where you were, but stopped because I had nothing to tell them. One day Louise called me and asked questions. Camilla wouldn't tell her anything. Why didn't you let me know ...."
Earlier, Thea had mentioned that she liked to paint, so Louise had taken her into the den to show Herman's African Art Collection. Thea was impressed by the carvings. At the patio door, they saw the two cousins talking earnestly, so they sat on the double seat just outside the door. Glancing occasionally they both wondered what Tori and Mona was talking about so seriously. Mona was leaning forward almost off her chair. Tori's ankles were still crossed but her knitted brow worried Louise, who couldn't keep her eyes off her sister.
"She's mad about something. I hope Mona doesn't say anything ..."
"She's not mad. That scowl means she's listening but not agreeing" Thea said.
"She's not at all like what I expected", Louise said almost to herself.
"What did you expect?"
"I was nine when Tori left town. Whenever I asked anyone about her, they told me I was too young to understand. When I was older mama said such bad things about Tori that I stopped asking. She went on and on about how Tori had it made being Uncle Herman's favorite. I've heard some of the other relatives talking about her. I think they were jealous. They said Tori could have had it all if - if ..."
"If she wasn't gay" Thea finished for her.
"She doesn't look or act - manly. I'm sorry" Louise apologized remembering to whom she was speaking.
"Not all of us are - manly."
"She's kind of pretty isn't she? She's rather graceful to be so tall" Louise said with wonderment as she watched her sister. Tori stood and stretched her arms over her head.
"She's okay" Thea shrugged as they walked toward the other two women.
"Who's okay?" Tori asked turning to see three pairs of eyes on her.
"Your kid sister here thinks you're kind of pretty and graceful. Of course she hasn't seen you in a while, so she has foggy eyes. I'm use to those dimples and smoldering eyes. To say nothing of ..."
"Then say nothing" Tori said with her arms folded. Thea took a couple of side steps, appraising her lover. Tori ignored her and sat down.
"In this light, she looks a little bit cute" Thea teased. Louise and Mona sat at the table laughing because Tori looked upset at being called cute. She didn't take that kind of compliment well. She'd never been been overly concerned about her looks.
"Why couldn't I have gotten a little more height and less weight?" Louise asked looking heavenward.
"Let's not start on the weight issue. Your chance of being the next glamour model is ..." Mona was saying.
"Slim" finished Louise. Everyone laughed but her.
"This girl finished high school with honors."
"Have you decided on a college major yet?" Tori asked her sister. Leaning forward with her elbows on the table, she had to wait seveal seconds before she got a reply.
"I have a summer job and might be able to take some classes in the Fall at the community college."
"Might?"
"Money. Or I should say lack of money. Her folks make just enought to make her ineligible for financial assistance" Mona volunteered the information.
"What did you want to major in?" Tori asked.
"Actually, I never decided between a teacher or a social worker. As it turned out, it doesn't matter much anyway" Louise said softly.
"So how much is it going to cost?" Tori asked. Mona tapped Louise on the arm urging her to reply. Finally, the youngest female at the table mumbled out some figures.
"You'll need a stronger voice than that dealing with people" Thea smiled.
"Hey, I'm offering to maybe pay your tuition if you want to go to college. Tell me what you want" Tori said placing her right palm up on the table. Shyly her sister placed her hand on it.
"I can start at the community college and finish at Mavrette."
"Okay. After you get everything set, call me, and I'll send you what you need."
"I'll pay you back every cent" Louise promised with tears in her eyes. Tori shaking her head stood up.
"Come here" Tori said. She drew her sister closer and brushed tears from the round cheeks. "You're my baby sister and I love you very much. I wasn't around during some of your growing up but I'm here now. And if you need anything, all you have to do is ask me. That doesn't mean that I'll give it to you. I only ask one thing of you - do what you think is best for you. Don't give up yourself to please me or anyone else. Just do the best you can in whatever you do" Tori told her. Louise nodded, pressed her head on Tori's chest and cried. Thea and Mona blinked back a tear themselves as they watched the contrasting sisters. One was tall and athletic looking while the other was short and stocky, both were attractive in their own way.
"Thank you. I'd better go wash my face. I'm bound for college and I'm crying like a baby" Louise said not sounding at all embarrassed for the water-works. Standing on tip-toes, she kissed Tori on the cheek before going toward the house.
"Well, you've just made that girl very happy" Mona smiled.
"What will it take to make you happy?" Tori asked.
"Money can't fix it."
"Good. Cause she's gonna be supporting me for the next few years" Tori said motioning at Thea. The look that passed between them had Mona wondering if they were having problems in the relationship.
"What?" Tori asked when Mona suddenly stood. For a moment or two the cousins eyes locked before Mona turned her head and looked out over the dark lawn beyond where the lights reached. With Tori's finger under her chin, Mona turned to face the inquiring eyes. Her mouth opened and closed but no words came out. She walked down the steps toward the pool.
"I'll go" Thea said and went after Mona.
As young girls and teens, Mona was Tori's closes cousin. They shared toys, clothing and dreams. Being so close, it was Mona who first noticed the change in Tori's behavior. One day, while visiting at this very house, Mona learned why Tori seemed secretive. She'd gotten a jacket from Tori's closet and found a letter in a pocket. Feeling a little guilty, but not enough, she read it and got the biggest shock of her young life. It was a love letter. A week later she confronted Tori, who didn't try to lie, and they became closer. That was the biggest secret that they'd ever shared. Less than six months later, everyone knew, not from Mona, and their lives suddenly changed. Now many years later, Mona was carrying something inside but wouldn't share it with her cousin. Tori, worried, watched as Thea talked with Mona. They were still talking when Louise came back smiling. When the other two joined them a few minutes later, Tori looked at Mona who had obviously been crying. But before anything was said, Thea shook her head, so Tori remained quiet and pensive. They talked about general things until Louise and Mona said good night and left.
"Are you going to tell me what you two were talking about over there?" Tori asked. She'd hoped that it wasn't about her for she wanted to be the one to tell Thea about her scandalous past.
"Relax honey, we didn't talk about you. Mona asked me not to tell you anything so stop asking me. I will say however, that I think we should stay a few more days" Thea said pulling Tori to her feet. Placing her companion's arms over her shoulders, she placed her own around Tori's waist. They moved easily to unheard music. Earlier, Thea had wanted to leave, now she wanted to stay and wouldn't say why. Thea refusing to say more, held Tori tighter which surprised her dance partner. Now Tori had something else to think about with Thea's breath on her neck. Months had passed without them making love. Tori was hoping that tonight ...
"Don't" Thea said removing a palm from her hip. She took a step away but Tori held her arm.
"Why do you keep pulling away?"
"Why can't we just dance without you pawing me?" Thea replied.
"Pawing you? I'm tired of this shit Thea. If you don't want me to touch you then stay away from me."
"I wanted to dance. Can't we be close without you trying to ...?"
"Damn it woman, if you only want to dance then don't stand so close and don't breathe on me. We haven't made love in weeks. I want you."
"Well, I still need more time. I'm not ready ..."
"The heck you're not. I feel you."
"We've been through this Tori. Yes, my body aches for you - and so does my heart. But I'm letting my head rule now. So until I know we're really together ..."
"Come on Thea. What's it gonna take to convince you that I love you - that I want you - only you?"
"Time. I want to trust you again. I need to know that I'm enough for you. That you love me enough to not screw some bitch just because - ugh!" Thea was saying before Tori grabbed her wrist.
"Listen to me. I've told you over and over that I never had an affair with Gloria. I kissed her once and that's all. I've apologized to you for that. I love you, but I'm getting tired of - (deep breath) - I don't know how to fix this situation" Tori said releasing the woman. She sat down covering her face with her hands. Thea sat down down across from her.
"You say you didn't do her, but she told me that you did. She had dates which so happened to match days when I was out of town. I know you had the hots for her before we got together. I saw you kiss her at her birthday party. It still hurts to think of you with her - touching her. Damn it Tori, I - I ..."
Tori's only response was to shake her head. They sat there for quite a while either looking at each other or off into the night.
=====PART 4
The next couple of days were strained. Tori and Thea barely spoke to each other. The guest relatives had gone back home. Every day a family member, from among the many that lived in town, would stop by to visit with Clara. Several just came because Clara was heir to a fortune.
"Your friend doesn't seem to like it here. Is she angry because I asked you to stay a while longer?" Clara asked her granddaughter one afternoon as they sat in the livingroom. Thea was upstairs laying down hoping to be rid of her headache by dinner time. "Mr Williams will read your grandfathers Will Sunday. Can't you stay until then?"
"If he left me anything, I don't want it" Tori said flipping through pages of an Ebony magazine.
"I don't know if he did or not dear. He did mention that you were the only one in the family who appreciated his African art collection. The others ..."
"I can't stay any longer Grams. Thea wants to leave and I can't let her go alone."
"I'm sure she can fly by herself. I'm asking you to stay because I want to spend some time with you. Is that asking too much from my only granddaughter?"
"I can't stay but ..."
"I've noticed that you two seem to be having a problem. Maybe you need some time a part. Haven't you heard that absence makes the heart grow fonder?"
"Separation is exactly what I'm trying to prevent. I can't stay. Maybe I'll get to come back for the holidays."
"Perhaps for my funeral" Clara said watching Tori's face and was glad to see the emotion that flashed across it. She motioned for Tori to come closer.
"You love her very much don't you? Then you go with her and come back for Thanksgiving or Christmas" Clara told her granddaugher.
Tori went for a walk and when she returned, her grandfather's lawyer was there. He asked Tori to join him in the den. Tori entered the panelled room and parted the heavy drapes to give the room more light. The lawyer was sitting on the edge of the desk. Tori crossed her arms and waited until she grew impatient.
"What is this about Mr Williams" Tori asked the balding, paunchy man in the dark suit. They had met many years ago when he had first become her grandfather's personal attorney. Tori was now slightly taller than him.
"Your grandmother told me that you wouldn't stay for the reading of your grandfather's last will and testament. I can't go into details, but I can tell you that you are a beneficiary. And it would help matters if you were here when I read ..."
"If grandfather left me the African art collection I don't want it."
"I knew you when you were a little girl running around with bows in your hair. Your grandfather was very proud of you. Oh I know things changed between you two and why. Of course you have every right not to accept whatever he left for you, but papers will have to be signed and other matters taken care of to settle the estate. If you were to stay, you ..."
"No."
"Perhaps you'll want to consult your own attorney before deciding anything."
"Look, I don't want it" Tori said opening the door and stepping into the hallway. Mr Williams cigar had filled the room with a stifling aroma.
"I suggest ..."
"No."
"Now listen here young lady ..."
"No. My grandfather can't mend what's been shredded for over a decade by leaving me a few pieces of wood."
"Those pieces of wood are beautiful carvings worth a lot of money. Your grandfather ..."
"No damn it. My grandfather can't buy me. Not then - not now. He knew where I was - and all he had to do was come. I waited - he didn't come. He sent a check but didn't come" Tori said angrily. She turned and saw her grandmother holding onto Thea's arm.
"I'm not staying" Tori said with her teeth closed. Clara released Thea's arm and walked slowly toward Tori. She clasped Tori's extended arm to steady herself and looked into eyes much like her deceased husbands.
"I've talked with Thea. She'll stay."
"We're leaving tomorrow. Look, I came for the funeral. He left me something to try to make up. Well it's too late for that. Maybe it eased his conscience but he's dead now. I ..." Tori said before Clara shook her arm and again asked her to stay. Tori looked over her elder's head and saw Thea nodding her head. She helped Clara to her room and took off the soft soled shoes.
"I know we hurt you. All of us ..."
"I'll stay" Tori said quietly. She left the room with her grandmother sitting by the window.
"Is your grandmother okay?" Thea asked when Tori entered the livingroom. The lawyer had departed and the house was quiet. Tori went to the bar and broke the seal on a bottle of whiskey.
"Do you want a drink?" Tori asked after swallowing the stinging liquid. Thea shook her head and watched Tori down another one.
"Don't you think you've had enough?" Thea asked when another drink was poured. Tori drank then shook herself. Thea moved the bottle when Tori reached for it again.
"Excuse me Tori. You have a phone call from Mona" Isabel said from the doorway. Tori made no move, so Thea went to the phone in the hall.
"Hello Mona. This is Thea. Tori can't come to the phone right now."
"Jamie wanted to say good-bye to y'all" Mona said. She could tell that something was wrong, so she asked what was happening. Without going into it all, Thea told her that they were staying until Sunday. Before hanging up, Mona again invited them to dinner. So far they had not made it to her apartment. Thea said she would let her know.
"Come on sweetheart. I'll help you upstairs." Thea said taking the glass from Tori.
"Now I'm sweetheart."
"Habit" Thea said placing an arm around Tori's back.
"I can do it myself, I'm not drunk" Tori said when Thea started to unbutton her shirt. She sat on the side of the bed and kicked her shoes off.
"Jamie wanted to say goodbye. I told Mona we were staying until Sunday. Tori we don't have to if you really want to leave."
"So now you want to leave?"
"I'll do whatever you want" Thea said. At the moment she didn't know if that was the right thing to say. She felt that it would be better if they left, for Tori was keyed up. But maybe this was where Tori needed to be right now. Some unresolved thing from the past was keeping her edgy. And if they left now, it might never truly end. Thea wished she knew the beginning, then perhaps she'd be able to decide better. She knew that Tori would leave if she left.
"Why do you think it's so necessary for you to be here when the will is read?"
"I don't know. Maybe my grandfather fixed it so that they had to bring me back or else everything would go to charity. Why wait until Sunday to read the will? I don't know and frankly ..."
"You don't give a damn" Thea finished as she pulled Tori's slacks off.
"Exactly" Tori said tossing her bra before getting under a top sheet. She watched Thea undress and slide into bed beside her. Tori turned on her side.
"Stop staring and go to sleep. You need to rest. You slept badly last night. Was it that same dream?" Thea asked. When Tori didn't answer, Thea turned her back to the woman. She held her breath when Tori touched her bare shoulder before sliding the cover down to her waist. Warm fingers caressed her back, soft lips kissed her shoulder."
"No. Go to sleep" Thea whispered when her neck was licked. She sighed inaudibly when Tori moved away from her.
"I love you Thea" Tori whispered and it took much will power for Thea not to turn and pull the woman to her. But because of a promise that she had made to herself, she didn't move."
Sunday finally came and Clara wanted to go to church. Tori borrowed a a skirt and blouse from Thea and they both went with her. They ignored the people who whispered about them while the choir sang. After the service, the whisperers were the first to come over to shake hands. When they arrived home, Mr Williams was waiting. He joined them for lunch and then everyone gathered in the den for the reading of the will. Mr Williams said a few words and then put a video tape in the tape player. Herman Brockman spoke to his family. Halfway through the video, Tori left the room, took the stairs two at a time and was closing a suitcase when Thea entered the bedroom. The night before they had packed except for personal items.
"Are you okay?" Thea asked.
"Let's go" Tori said moving toward the door with their luggage ignoring her grandmother's call. Thea followed the fast walking woman out of the house to the car. Tori tossed the luggage in the trunk and climbed behind the steering wheel.
"I'd better drive" Thea said because Tori was gripping the wheel so tight. Both got out and walked around the back of the car. As they passed each other, Thea held out an arm to stop Tori who had a dazed look in her eyes. It was a look Thea had seen before from the woman who kept so much of herself locked away. Because of what Herman had said on the video, she thought she understood her moody partner a little better. But there were still questions that she wanted anwered. And she would insist that Tori tell her everything.
"Where are you going?" Thea asked from the driver's seat. Instead of getting in the car, Tori was walking back toward the house with a determined stride. Thea followed her into the livingroom.
"Who is my mother? Where is she?" Tori asked her father. Those were the first words she had said to him since her return to town. He had been arguing with the lawyer and turned to find his daughter only inches away. Their eyes were the same in color and intensity. No love flowed from either. They were like strangers.
"We need to sit down and talk about several things. Let's go into the den" Joseph Brockman said to his daughter who was only a couple of inches shorter than his tall frame. He took a step toward her. She took a step back.
"Just tell me what I want to know" Tori said and it was obvious that she was trying to control her anger. When her father didn't respond, she turned to her grandmother.
"I'm sorry Victoria that you found out this way. I had no idea Herman had left a video tape for you" the elderly woman said holding open her arms but Tori remained where she was standing. Tori looked at the woman who wasn't her mother. Camilla looked relieved.
"Now I understand why you never loved me. I was a daily reminder of your husband's infidelity."
"I recented having to care for you while he was still running around with other women" Carmilla admitted.
"Did you get any satisfaction when you learned that he'd produced a queer?" Tori asked the woman with whom she had never been close. They stared at each other and then Carmilla walked out, followed closely by Mr Williams. Carmilla left the house but Mr Williams went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. He couldn't leave until Tori signed some papers. If she left without signing, he didn't think he would ever see her again.
"Tell me about my mother" Tori said calmly.
"No. She gave you up when you were two years old" Clara replied.
"Why? Why did she give me up?"
"Your mother was young. She couldn't take care of you properly, so she agreed to let your father raise you. He could provide you with a stable home and a ..."
"Tori! Stop Tori!" Thea screamed as the now angry women pushed over an end table and kicked a flower vase that was cushioned by the plush carpet. As Thea moved forward, Tori lifted a fallen ashtray from the carpet and threw it across the room. It shattered in the fireplace."
"It's mine! Every piece of wood, brick and glass is mine. I can smash it all!" Tori said loudly picking up another object to throw. Thea pulled her arm down and removed the snowflake paperweight from her grasp.
"Let's get out of here right now. You need some fresh air and time to think about what you going to do" Thea told Tori trying to lead the woman from the room. But Tori pulled away and went to her father who was sitting at the bar. He looked rather calm considering his daughter was in a smashing mood. Tori sat on a bar stool, poured herself a drink and stared at him.
"Until now I've never asked you for one damn thing. Can't you for once just act like my father? I want to know about my mother."
"She had no interest in seeing you years ago so why bother with her now. She ...."
"Damn it - give me her name" Tori said with her lips barely moving. When Joseph shook his head, Tori took another drink before leaving the room, the house, the people whose blood she shared.
"Leave me alone Thea. I need to be by myself" Tori said sitting on the side of the motel bed. She was holding a glass and the bottle of whiskey she had taken from the house.
"I'm not going to leave you alone. Give me the bottle. You don't need it" Thea told Tori reaching for the bottle. Tori took a drink and poured another one.
"Yeah I do need it. I want to pass out so that I don't have to think or - or feel anything."
"Stop shutting me out Tori. Hold me instead of that bottle. Have me. Let me help you pass out" Thea said kneeling in front of the woman who she had never seen look so fragile. She pulled the woman to her wanting to ease the pain she saw in the misty eyes.
"She gave me away at two. They gave me away at seventeen."
"I want you" Thea told her softly.
"You taste better than this" Tori said when Thea's lips left hers. Thea took the glass and bottle to the dresser. She walked back toward the bed unzipping her dress in route. Standing in front of her lover, she let the dress drop and unhooked her bra while her panties were being removed. With Tori's hands on the back of her thighs, she leaned forward until Tori's right ear was on her belly button. She held her lover's head gently until she felt tears on her skin. Easing the woman backward, she straddled the Tori's waist and looked down upon the sad face.
"I love you Tori. Baby I love you."
With both hands Thea stroked the full brows before kissing the closed eyes. Sliding downward until she was laying atop Tori, she wondered how she'd went weeks without her lover's touch. Fool, she thought and tried to make up for lost time as well as make Tori forget her pain for a while. For a while.
"Are you awake?" Tori asked hours later. Thea replied by rolling over and into her lover's arms. They kissed tenderly before Thea rested her head on Tori's chest.
"Want to go out for dinner?"
"No. I just want to lay here holding you" Tori replied. Thea put another her pillow behind her head. Tori sat between Thea's thigh's with her legs draped across Thea's right leg. As at other times when in this position, Thea pulled gently at Tori's two chest hairs, which caused Tori to snuggle more into her neck.
"Are you going to look for your mother?" Thea inquired after thinking about bringing up the topic. But she knew Tori was thinking about it anyway and maybe it would ...
"You don't think I should?"
"I'm concerned about how you'll handle it if - you could be asking for more heartache."
"I know. If I'd known about my birth mother last week I probably wouldn't have cared enough to fine her. And I don't know how I'll feel next week about this, but right now, I need to find her."
"You're hurting and ..."
"Somebody in this family must know. If I sent for my birth certificate it would take time to get it. Even with a name, it could take some time to track her down if she's not here."
"If she doesn't want to be found - just remember that Louise and Mona love you. And I'm sure that little Jamie loves you too."
"Let's see that's - three and possibly four people that love me. That's not too bad for thirty-one years of life. It was okay to include you in the count wasn't it?" Tori asked sounding more serious than she should. Thea leaned away from her and saw that her lover's face was serious.
"Excuse me but didn't I not only say so, but showed you as well?"
"Maybe it was a sympathy f ..."
"Don't. Your mouth can get very dirty sometimes. It's a wonder that I want to kiss it at all. If you can't tell the difference ..."
"Do you love me Thea?"
"You doubt it?"
"Do I love you Thea?"
"You'd better."
"Heart, mind, body and soul."
"I'm sorry for the way I behaved earlier today. I almost lost it."
"Almost?"
"Yeah. I wanted to see how they would react. They barely flinched."
"Seeing what kind of family you grew up with I can understand why you're a bit quirky" Thea half-smiled and that faded quickly when she saw a worried look come over her lover's face.
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Thursday, April 29, 2010
Maxi - The Cookout
"Are you awake".
"Yes", Maxi replied as she held April tighter. She knew what was coming next.
"I've got to go. Don't get up. I'll call you later today", April said as she quickly touched her lips to Maxi's and left the arms and bed of the person who had given her the best night of her life. The only light came from the window. She could hear a bird whistle. It wouldn't be long before daybreak.
A week later, at a cookout, Maxi was sitting at a table playing spades. Someone said something funny and the group, players and watchers, laughed loudly. Suddenly there was quiet. Maxi knew someone was standing behind her.
"I want to talk to you" April said softly but there was tension in her voice. She had seen one of the male players motion in her direction and then there was laughing. Maxi stood and someone said something she didn't hear clearly and someone snickered. When she turned to say hello to April she was smacked across the face. People were saying oh and wow.
"What" was all Maxi uttered before she was hit again. She saw angry fire in those usually nice eyes that blazed into hers. She grabbed the hand that was in motion for another hit.
"Let me go. You're no better than them" April said with a sweeping motion toward the men. "You couldn't wait to brag about bedding me could you?" April asked between clinched teeth. Maxi let her go but hurt was in her eyes as she stepped away from the woman. Maxi slightly shook her head but did not speak. "Did you and Tony compare notes? Maybe you want me to tell you two which was the better lay?"
"I didn't tell them anything. You just did" Maxi told her before sitting back down. When was she going to learn that she needed to leave women alone who was so secretive about part of their life. And what was she thinking having sex with someone who was a friend of one of her cousins? Too many times she had gotten involved with a woman who sexed her so passionately but didn't want anyone to know. But if she didn't deal with women who those women then she wouldn't date much, not that she did anyway.
"Man, I never got that much fire out of her when I had her naked. So that's it, she's a dyke" said Tony, Maxi's spade opponent sitting to her right. Maxi ignored him as she moved her tongue against the inside cheek that had been slapped.
Damn, she would be glad when more women came out because she was feeling more and more like she was just an amusement ride that opened at sundown and closed just before sunrise. She might as well accept that while a woman could have feelings for her beyond the lust, for some their relationship had to be kept secret. Relationship? A few hours romp wasn't much of a relationship. Because she had been crushing on April for quite a while, she had not thought it through but just accepted the invitation because she knew she would regret it if she had let the opportunity past. If she had known April had dated Tony, maybe she would ....
"Sloppy seconds" Tony laughed loudly as he smacked cards on the table and collected a book. "I could never get her to go down on me, but I'd bet she did with you. That's how you dykes do it right? Tongues, fingers and fake dicks. Oww!" Tony exclaimed when he was kicked under the table and told to shut up by his card partner who was also his current girlfriend.
"What?" Maxi asked when her cousin Jumpshot tapped the table. She had tossed out a wrong card.
"No no, she don't get to replay. If she reneges, you lose" Tony grinned.
"Come on man, that's not fair, you know Maxi has other things on her mind right now."
"Yeah, Tony. Let her take it back" said Lois, his partner.
"What, you got a thang for her too?" Tony grinned but it faded when Maxi gave Lois a wink. Maxi made it very obvious. She wasn't about to trade words with Tony but she knew that simple action would get to him quicker than anything she could say to him verbally.
"Damn, we gonna need to put locks on our women. Maxi wants all the pussy" Tony said counting books.
"Control your tongue Tony and stop being so loud. You don't have to respect me but you will respect those children" Maxi said sternly motioning with her head toward a group of kids playing a short distance away. They had not heard what the slightly intoxicated man had said because of the music that was playing.
"They don't know what we're talking about" Tony belched then drank more beer.
"Well tell that to the mothers who are eyeing you".
"They're probably looking at you. Miss Stud. Half of them ain't got no man so they're probably dykes too" belched Tony.
"You're such a jerk. Why do you hang out with this jerk?"
"He's just had too much to drink. He don't mean nothing" said Lois.
Maxi couldn't be bothered to roll her eyes at Tony but turned her head to keep from looking at him at all. Off to the side she saw April nodding her head as her older sister was talking to her. She looked away when she saw the sister pointing angrily in her direction. She could imagine what April's sister was telling her because she knew she did not like her. Maxi tossed in her cards since she had reneged which gave the other team the points they need to win. No one else wanted to play so she didn't get up. She shuffled the deck several times and began a new game.
To the right of the card table there was another table where three guys were playing dominoes. Other people were either sitting, eating, talking or fixing plates. Maxi usually felt on the outside of things because she didn't have children and never had a woman with her when she attended a family summer cookout. Several card tables and picnic tables were in use. Several teens had their own area.
"Uh oh. Heads up cuz. April is coming this way again" Jumpshot warned with a whisper. April opened the brown folding chair she carried and sat down next to Maxi. She didn't say anything.
"I'm hungry baby, how about fixing me a plate" Tony said to Lois who gave him a dirty look.
April didn't speak, but sat close to Maxi. Many eyes were watching her wondering what was going to happen next. Tony kept grumbling about food so Lois finally went to get him something to eat because she didn't want him making a scene stumbling around. He had drank too many beers and maybe some food in him would help. April also left the table and returned when Lois did. They both had two paper plates that held a variety of food. Lois sat the plate she carried in front of Tony. April sat her plate down and popped the tops on two can sodas that had been brought by one of the kids.
"I wouldn't eat that man. She might have put dirt on it or spit on it" Tony said biting into his chicken.
"I'm sorry for over reacting and hitting you" April apologized moving the plate and a soda directly in front of Maxi who still would not look at her. Her sister had taken her to the side to ask about the slapping incident, wanting to know if the whispers were true that she had slept with Maxi. When April nodded yes and was basically scolded and told to stay away from Maxi, April was more interested in watching Maxi who seemed unaffected by what had recently happened between them. As she watched Maxi from a distance and scanned the other people, she vaguely noticed that she and Maxi were the main focus even though the others tried not to stare as their heads turned in her direction.
She thought back to several other cookouts that she had attended when Maxi was also there. Then as now, she had watched the tall woman and wondered what Maxi was thinking and what an average day was like for her. Maxi never brought anyone with her to the family cookouts and wondered why since everyone knew she was gay. Perhaps she didn't want to flaunt her sexuality around her family. Maybe she had been told not to bring anyone. Would Maxi not bring a woman to a family cookout if she had been told not to? She doubted that Maxi would be here if she had been told such a thing. On two separate occassions she had heard some gossip about Maxi but nothing too mean. Well, nothing that wasn't usually said about other people's personal business. Usually, she didn't pay attention to gossip but when it was about Maxi she was interested. For many years she had had a crush on Maxi but not being out, even barely to herself, she just ached in her chest when Maxi's eyes looked into hers briefly in greeting.
"My car is still not running. Can you give me a ride home?" April asked taking a bite of burger and hoping she didn't sound like an idiot. She was trying to be calm and act like it was the most average thing to sit beside Maxi as though she was her date. Many times she had wished she had been Maxi's girlfriend. Now she was hoping she hadn't ruined the chance to be more than a one night stand for the woman who sat there as if she didn't exist.
"Man, she slapped the taste out of your mouth and now she wants to kiss and make up. Hey, if I was you, I'd let her kiss anything she wanted to kiss. And lick. Man, if ..."
"Shut up Tony" Lois said looking like she wanted to slap him. Actually, Tony and April's "date" was dinner and a handjob that April instantly regretted. He did get her blouse off but she couldn't go through with the rest. It had been almost two years since that had happened and Maxi had sort of been the reason. A few nights before, April had dreamed about Maxi, so when Tony asked her for a date, she accepted. If she had known at the time that she had a chance of making that dream a reality, she never would have even had dinner with Tony.
"Do you want me to bring you something else? There's a banana pudding that your cousin Nellie made" April told the silent woman who wouldn't even glance at her. When Maxi stood, April asked her where she was going. Maxi returned to the table with 2 small styrofoam cups filled with pudding. She placed one in front of April who took a breath of relief.
Tony kept making silly comments that they continued to ignore. Maxi left the table again but that time she went to talk to some of her relatives. They played a few more hands of cards then Maxi was ready to leave. Several people had already left, some taking plates with them. Maxi hugged a couple of her relatives and said she would see them later. Both family members gave her looks but knew better than say anything about what had happened earlier. One of them did not like April much but didn't say anything. She just told Maxi to call her later.
"Are you awake?" April asked when she heard the birds whistling.
"Yes", Maxi replied as she held April tighter.
"What's for breakfast?" April asked snuggling into Maxi's neck.
Maxi - The Cookout by Saltyc)2010
"Yes", Maxi replied as she held April tighter. She knew what was coming next.
"I've got to go. Don't get up. I'll call you later today", April said as she quickly touched her lips to Maxi's and left the arms and bed of the person who had given her the best night of her life. The only light came from the window. She could hear a bird whistle. It wouldn't be long before daybreak.
A week later, at a cookout, Maxi was sitting at a table playing spades. Someone said something funny and the group, players and watchers, laughed loudly. Suddenly there was quiet. Maxi knew someone was standing behind her.
"I want to talk to you" April said softly but there was tension in her voice. She had seen one of the male players motion in her direction and then there was laughing. Maxi stood and someone said something she didn't hear clearly and someone snickered. When she turned to say hello to April she was smacked across the face. People were saying oh and wow.
"What" was all Maxi uttered before she was hit again. She saw angry fire in those usually nice eyes that blazed into hers. She grabbed the hand that was in motion for another hit.
"Let me go. You're no better than them" April said with a sweeping motion toward the men. "You couldn't wait to brag about bedding me could you?" April asked between clinched teeth. Maxi let her go but hurt was in her eyes as she stepped away from the woman. Maxi slightly shook her head but did not speak. "Did you and Tony compare notes? Maybe you want me to tell you two which was the better lay?"
"I didn't tell them anything. You just did" Maxi told her before sitting back down. When was she going to learn that she needed to leave women alone who was so secretive about part of their life. And what was she thinking having sex with someone who was a friend of one of her cousins? Too many times she had gotten involved with a woman who sexed her so passionately but didn't want anyone to know. But if she didn't deal with women who those women then she wouldn't date much, not that she did anyway.
"Man, I never got that much fire out of her when I had her naked. So that's it, she's a dyke" said Tony, Maxi's spade opponent sitting to her right. Maxi ignored him as she moved her tongue against the inside cheek that had been slapped.
Damn, she would be glad when more women came out because she was feeling more and more like she was just an amusement ride that opened at sundown and closed just before sunrise. She might as well accept that while a woman could have feelings for her beyond the lust, for some their relationship had to be kept secret. Relationship? A few hours romp wasn't much of a relationship. Because she had been crushing on April for quite a while, she had not thought it through but just accepted the invitation because she knew she would regret it if she had let the opportunity past. If she had known April had dated Tony, maybe she would ....
"Sloppy seconds" Tony laughed loudly as he smacked cards on the table and collected a book. "I could never get her to go down on me, but I'd bet she did with you. That's how you dykes do it right? Tongues, fingers and fake dicks. Oww!" Tony exclaimed when he was kicked under the table and told to shut up by his card partner who was also his current girlfriend.
"What?" Maxi asked when her cousin Jumpshot tapped the table. She had tossed out a wrong card.
"No no, she don't get to replay. If she reneges, you lose" Tony grinned.
"Come on man, that's not fair, you know Maxi has other things on her mind right now."
"Yeah, Tony. Let her take it back" said Lois, his partner.
"What, you got a thang for her too?" Tony grinned but it faded when Maxi gave Lois a wink. Maxi made it very obvious. She wasn't about to trade words with Tony but she knew that simple action would get to him quicker than anything she could say to him verbally.
"Damn, we gonna need to put locks on our women. Maxi wants all the pussy" Tony said counting books.
"Control your tongue Tony and stop being so loud. You don't have to respect me but you will respect those children" Maxi said sternly motioning with her head toward a group of kids playing a short distance away. They had not heard what the slightly intoxicated man had said because of the music that was playing.
"They don't know what we're talking about" Tony belched then drank more beer.
"Well tell that to the mothers who are eyeing you".
"They're probably looking at you. Miss Stud. Half of them ain't got no man so they're probably dykes too" belched Tony.
"You're such a jerk. Why do you hang out with this jerk?"
"He's just had too much to drink. He don't mean nothing" said Lois.
Maxi couldn't be bothered to roll her eyes at Tony but turned her head to keep from looking at him at all. Off to the side she saw April nodding her head as her older sister was talking to her. She looked away when she saw the sister pointing angrily in her direction. She could imagine what April's sister was telling her because she knew she did not like her. Maxi tossed in her cards since she had reneged which gave the other team the points they need to win. No one else wanted to play so she didn't get up. She shuffled the deck several times and began a new game.
To the right of the card table there was another table where three guys were playing dominoes. Other people were either sitting, eating, talking or fixing plates. Maxi usually felt on the outside of things because she didn't have children and never had a woman with her when she attended a family summer cookout. Several card tables and picnic tables were in use. Several teens had their own area.
"Uh oh. Heads up cuz. April is coming this way again" Jumpshot warned with a whisper. April opened the brown folding chair she carried and sat down next to Maxi. She didn't say anything.
"I'm hungry baby, how about fixing me a plate" Tony said to Lois who gave him a dirty look.
April didn't speak, but sat close to Maxi. Many eyes were watching her wondering what was going to happen next. Tony kept grumbling about food so Lois finally went to get him something to eat because she didn't want him making a scene stumbling around. He had drank too many beers and maybe some food in him would help. April also left the table and returned when Lois did. They both had two paper plates that held a variety of food. Lois sat the plate she carried in front of Tony. April sat her plate down and popped the tops on two can sodas that had been brought by one of the kids.
"I wouldn't eat that man. She might have put dirt on it or spit on it" Tony said biting into his chicken.
"I'm sorry for over reacting and hitting you" April apologized moving the plate and a soda directly in front of Maxi who still would not look at her. Her sister had taken her to the side to ask about the slapping incident, wanting to know if the whispers were true that she had slept with Maxi. When April nodded yes and was basically scolded and told to stay away from Maxi, April was more interested in watching Maxi who seemed unaffected by what had recently happened between them. As she watched Maxi from a distance and scanned the other people, she vaguely noticed that she and Maxi were the main focus even though the others tried not to stare as their heads turned in her direction.
She thought back to several other cookouts that she had attended when Maxi was also there. Then as now, she had watched the tall woman and wondered what Maxi was thinking and what an average day was like for her. Maxi never brought anyone with her to the family cookouts and wondered why since everyone knew she was gay. Perhaps she didn't want to flaunt her sexuality around her family. Maybe she had been told not to bring anyone. Would Maxi not bring a woman to a family cookout if she had been told not to? She doubted that Maxi would be here if she had been told such a thing. On two separate occassions she had heard some gossip about Maxi but nothing too mean. Well, nothing that wasn't usually said about other people's personal business. Usually, she didn't pay attention to gossip but when it was about Maxi she was interested. For many years she had had a crush on Maxi but not being out, even barely to herself, she just ached in her chest when Maxi's eyes looked into hers briefly in greeting.
"My car is still not running. Can you give me a ride home?" April asked taking a bite of burger and hoping she didn't sound like an idiot. She was trying to be calm and act like it was the most average thing to sit beside Maxi as though she was her date. Many times she had wished she had been Maxi's girlfriend. Now she was hoping she hadn't ruined the chance to be more than a one night stand for the woman who sat there as if she didn't exist.
"Man, she slapped the taste out of your mouth and now she wants to kiss and make up. Hey, if I was you, I'd let her kiss anything she wanted to kiss. And lick. Man, if ..."
"Shut up Tony" Lois said looking like she wanted to slap him. Actually, Tony and April's "date" was dinner and a handjob that April instantly regretted. He did get her blouse off but she couldn't go through with the rest. It had been almost two years since that had happened and Maxi had sort of been the reason. A few nights before, April had dreamed about Maxi, so when Tony asked her for a date, she accepted. If she had known at the time that she had a chance of making that dream a reality, she never would have even had dinner with Tony.
"Do you want me to bring you something else? There's a banana pudding that your cousin Nellie made" April told the silent woman who wouldn't even glance at her. When Maxi stood, April asked her where she was going. Maxi returned to the table with 2 small styrofoam cups filled with pudding. She placed one in front of April who took a breath of relief.
Tony kept making silly comments that they continued to ignore. Maxi left the table again but that time she went to talk to some of her relatives. They played a few more hands of cards then Maxi was ready to leave. Several people had already left, some taking plates with them. Maxi hugged a couple of her relatives and said she would see them later. Both family members gave her looks but knew better than say anything about what had happened earlier. One of them did not like April much but didn't say anything. She just told Maxi to call her later.
"Are you awake?" April asked when she heard the birds whistling.
"Yes", Maxi replied as she held April tighter.
"What's for breakfast?" April asked snuggling into Maxi's neck.
Maxi - The Cookout by Saltyc)2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Breezy
It was spring and I was walking along the river trail enjoying the slight breeze and the ducks gathered at the shoreline. A few other people were out strolling, riding bikes and walking with their dogs. I decided to do a bit of speed walking to catch up to the long legs in shorts just a sprinting distance from me. She stopped at the fountain to get a drink of water and then went into the ladies restroom. I stopped at the fountain, drank a bit of water and was doing knee lifts when she came back out.
"Hi" she said to me.
"Hi. Um, excuse me but I need to get in there before someone else does" I said and hurried into the ladies room. I saw a man and woman approaching and I really needed to relieve my bladder. Lucky me, she was still there when I came out.
I drank a few sips of water and we began to walk. She was as tall as I am. Her short hair was wavy. She had an easy stride and we strolled along till we reached a mile mark. We alternated walking and jogging until we arrived at the parking area where she had left her car. She said she had to go but I wanted a few quiet minutes to sit by the river so she left and I jogged a short distance to the nearest bench. I sat on a bench facing the river for several minutes then walked slowly back to my jeep. As I rolled down the driver's window to let in some fresh air, I heard a horn blow and there she was, parked across from me. I grabbed a towel off the head rest and went to her as she stood against her door.
"Hi again" I smiled broadly. She had left the park, driven a short distance up the highway and returned. We hadn't said much to each other when we were together except talk about our vehicles.
"This is our second meeting, so will you at least tell me your name now?" she asked with her head tilted. She had beautiful eyes and I was trying to be cool as I wiped the perspiration from my brow. My body was cooling down and I was suddenly sweating heavily. My t-shirt was sticking to my body and so was hers. We stood looking into each others eyes, then down to necks and lingered on rising breasts.
"I'm Breezy" I told her still looking at her chest until she lifted my head with a finger under my chin. Suddenly a heat wave went through me. I leaned my back against her car the same as she was doing.
"I'm Vicki. I'm going to give you my cell info and you can call or text me if you decide to go walking tomorrow." She took a slip of paper out the back pocket of her shorts. I was thinking -- damn lucky piece of paper. She slid it into a pocket of my shorts. We both turned our heads in the direction of a whistle. It was a guy getting into his car. Vicki got into her car and I went to mine. We drove out of the park.
That was on a Wednesday. I didn't get to go to the river trail but two or three times a week and I usually tried to do it when I really need to unwind. I had seen Vicki a couple of times previously before speaking to her. Both times she had been ahead of me and I slowed my pace to stay behind her. Third time was a charm. Whew.
By lunch time Friday, I was ready for a run and even if I wasn't, I would have gone just to meet Vicki again. So on lunch break, I sent Vicki a text and we made plans to meet at the park entrance at six o'clock.
"I'm not just doing all this walking and jogging to get up close with nature I said to Vicki patting my right hip, as she walked toward me with a bag from a fast food restaurant, a loaf of bread, and a couple of sodas on a cardboard beverage tray.
"Well we have to eat and I thought we could sit at the river and feed ourselves and the ducks" she said smiling as she appraised my hips. She had brought us both a salad with lite dressing.
My job for five years was behind a desk and before I realized, my hips and thighs had spread. I wanted to get healthier as I got older. About six months ago, I made up my mind to improve my fitness and so I cut back on certain foods and started walking the river trail. The extra activity was working and it didn't take long for my body to loosen up and want more. I had been neglecting myself and once I got into the groove of exercising, my muscles appreciated the effort and wanted to go walking even if my brain sometimes wasn't interested.
We strolled along until we reached a bench close to the water. We tore up bread and tossed it out for the ducks and talked as we ate. After we finished feeding fowl and ourselves we put the trash in a nearby waste container and began to walk. We walked two miles before we felt like jogging and alternated walking. Before we realized, we had reached the end of the trail, so we turned and started back.
"Will you have dinner with me tomorrow?" Vicki asked as we took a break outside the rest room. She was younger by several years and I wasn't sure about getting involved with her. I was already seeing a woman but we had sort of decided to date other people. Well, she had decided that she wanted to date other people and what could I say to stop her.
"You'd better go inside because someone is walking like she needs to go now" I told my walking companion. She went inside and when she came out I let the other woman go ahead of me.
"That was nice of you to let her go before you. I bet you charm a lot of women with that easy breezy manor of yours" Vicki said taking a sip of water.
"Today is Friday, why not dinner tonight? We've worked off the salad dressing" I finally responded to her dinner question.
"I can't tonight. I already have other plans and I can't get out of it."
"Are you married or involved with someone else?" I asked already knowing she didn't wear a ring because I had checked that out the first day I saw her. But no ring didn't necessarily mean she was single. I had been through that emotional rollercoaster twice from women who took their rings off when they played on gay street.
"I'm having dinner with my parents tonight. We dine together at least once a month. Usually it is on a Sunday night, but this coming Sunday is Homecoming which means a full day and eating at church."
My apprehension showed on my face because she walked up closer to me and stroked my chin with an index finger. Hmm, everytime she touched me it was electric. That alone made me cautious. I had to be careful with this one because there was an energy coming from her that I had not felt in a long time. The same time something was telling me to stay away from her, her power was drawing me near.
We were both tired so decided to walk the rest of the way back. We were parked beside each other and stood between our vehicles toweling down. It was a warm day but not all the body heat wasn't coming from the work out. Once again she stroked my chin but this time her index finger traveled down the front of my neck and over my wet tee and stopped at the middle of my chest. She stared into my eyes with a little smirk that said she knew she had me ready to follow her home. However, it was a year later before I even saw her again.
It was summer and I was riding my bike along the river trail when I saw Vicki come out of the ladies rest room. I was undecided if I should nod and keep going or stop. Her smile stopped me.
"I've been here everyday this week about this time hoping to see you. How are you?" Vicki said.
"Fine."
"Yes you are" she said moving a step closer and looked into my eyes questioning.
"How are you?" I asked.
"Fine."
"Yes you are" I said. I pointed to a nearby bench and we sat down.
"I want to apologize for not keeping our dinner date. Things just started happening so fast after the last time I saw you. My mother had a heart attack the Saturday of our date. My father had a stroke a few months prior to that and wasn't in any condition to take care of her. I have a brother but all the responsibility of taking care of my parents fall on me. During the day time a nurse was there with them but they didn't want anyone but me there at night. Therapy, doctor's appointments, house chores, etc and working didn't leave me with much energy to even go for a walk with you. I'm sorry I didn't call ..."
"It's okay. You're not the first woman that stood me up" I smiled as I rubbed her shoulder. As I looked at her closer, she appeared to still be tired. "How are your parents doing now?"
"They are both stronger physically but both are scared to do much unassisted now. They use to be so active and now they don't do much besides go to church. My brother does a bit to help but she has a family of her own, so most of the responsibility falls on me since I'm single and I don't have kids. I've thought about you over the months but made myself not call you."
"You could have called just to talk."
"I was feeling kind of pissed that I didn't have adequate time to get to know you better. It seems that whenever I try to take time for myself, something happens with my family, and I'm the one expected to deal with it. I love my parents dearly and was glad to be there for them, but it ...", Vicki said with her voice fading out and she shook her head.
As we strolled, Vicki continued to tell me more about herself. She had been engaged for a year when she was twenty-five but didn't marry him because she wasn't in love with him. She cared for him but it was not the way she thought a wife should care for her husband. She broke his heart but it was better to do it before they married. She faced the truth about herself and stop making up reasons why she had never really fell for a man other than as a friend.
When she was a teen, she shut off the part of herself that felt more natural and prayed that she would eventually meet a man, marry and have kids. The man she was engaged to was a friend first and she felt comfortable around him like she had never felt with any other guy. So when he asked her to marry him, she said yes. A couple of months before she was to walk down the aisle she met a woman and had a fling. She wanted more but the woman did not because she too was engaged to marry a man, which she eventually did. But try as she might, Vicki couldn't take those vows knowing she was not in-love with him.
Since then, she sometimes went on dates with men but had a longing to be with someone special. Because there are no gay clubs in our small town, she didn't often meet women to date. Now how flattering is that, to attract a woman's attention from afar and have her make the first move? By the end of the year, we were a couple. //Breezy by Salty(c)2010
"Hi" she said to me.
"Hi. Um, excuse me but I need to get in there before someone else does" I said and hurried into the ladies room. I saw a man and woman approaching and I really needed to relieve my bladder. Lucky me, she was still there when I came out.
I drank a few sips of water and we began to walk. She was as tall as I am. Her short hair was wavy. She had an easy stride and we strolled along till we reached a mile mark. We alternated walking and jogging until we arrived at the parking area where she had left her car. She said she had to go but I wanted a few quiet minutes to sit by the river so she left and I jogged a short distance to the nearest bench. I sat on a bench facing the river for several minutes then walked slowly back to my jeep. As I rolled down the driver's window to let in some fresh air, I heard a horn blow and there she was, parked across from me. I grabbed a towel off the head rest and went to her as she stood against her door.
"Hi again" I smiled broadly. She had left the park, driven a short distance up the highway and returned. We hadn't said much to each other when we were together except talk about our vehicles.
"This is our second meeting, so will you at least tell me your name now?" she asked with her head tilted. She had beautiful eyes and I was trying to be cool as I wiped the perspiration from my brow. My body was cooling down and I was suddenly sweating heavily. My t-shirt was sticking to my body and so was hers. We stood looking into each others eyes, then down to necks and lingered on rising breasts.
"I'm Breezy" I told her still looking at her chest until she lifted my head with a finger under my chin. Suddenly a heat wave went through me. I leaned my back against her car the same as she was doing.
"I'm Vicki. I'm going to give you my cell info and you can call or text me if you decide to go walking tomorrow." She took a slip of paper out the back pocket of her shorts. I was thinking -- damn lucky piece of paper. She slid it into a pocket of my shorts. We both turned our heads in the direction of a whistle. It was a guy getting into his car. Vicki got into her car and I went to mine. We drove out of the park.
That was on a Wednesday. I didn't get to go to the river trail but two or three times a week and I usually tried to do it when I really need to unwind. I had seen Vicki a couple of times previously before speaking to her. Both times she had been ahead of me and I slowed my pace to stay behind her. Third time was a charm. Whew.
By lunch time Friday, I was ready for a run and even if I wasn't, I would have gone just to meet Vicki again. So on lunch break, I sent Vicki a text and we made plans to meet at the park entrance at six o'clock.
"I'm not just doing all this walking and jogging to get up close with nature I said to Vicki patting my right hip, as she walked toward me with a bag from a fast food restaurant, a loaf of bread, and a couple of sodas on a cardboard beverage tray.
"Well we have to eat and I thought we could sit at the river and feed ourselves and the ducks" she said smiling as she appraised my hips. She had brought us both a salad with lite dressing.
My job for five years was behind a desk and before I realized, my hips and thighs had spread. I wanted to get healthier as I got older. About six months ago, I made up my mind to improve my fitness and so I cut back on certain foods and started walking the river trail. The extra activity was working and it didn't take long for my body to loosen up and want more. I had been neglecting myself and once I got into the groove of exercising, my muscles appreciated the effort and wanted to go walking even if my brain sometimes wasn't interested.
We strolled along until we reached a bench close to the water. We tore up bread and tossed it out for the ducks and talked as we ate. After we finished feeding fowl and ourselves we put the trash in a nearby waste container and began to walk. We walked two miles before we felt like jogging and alternated walking. Before we realized, we had reached the end of the trail, so we turned and started back.
"Will you have dinner with me tomorrow?" Vicki asked as we took a break outside the rest room. She was younger by several years and I wasn't sure about getting involved with her. I was already seeing a woman but we had sort of decided to date other people. Well, she had decided that she wanted to date other people and what could I say to stop her.
"You'd better go inside because someone is walking like she needs to go now" I told my walking companion. She went inside and when she came out I let the other woman go ahead of me.
"That was nice of you to let her go before you. I bet you charm a lot of women with that easy breezy manor of yours" Vicki said taking a sip of water.
"Today is Friday, why not dinner tonight? We've worked off the salad dressing" I finally responded to her dinner question.
"I can't tonight. I already have other plans and I can't get out of it."
"Are you married or involved with someone else?" I asked already knowing she didn't wear a ring because I had checked that out the first day I saw her. But no ring didn't necessarily mean she was single. I had been through that emotional rollercoaster twice from women who took their rings off when they played on gay street.
"I'm having dinner with my parents tonight. We dine together at least once a month. Usually it is on a Sunday night, but this coming Sunday is Homecoming which means a full day and eating at church."
My apprehension showed on my face because she walked up closer to me and stroked my chin with an index finger. Hmm, everytime she touched me it was electric. That alone made me cautious. I had to be careful with this one because there was an energy coming from her that I had not felt in a long time. The same time something was telling me to stay away from her, her power was drawing me near.
We were both tired so decided to walk the rest of the way back. We were parked beside each other and stood between our vehicles toweling down. It was a warm day but not all the body heat wasn't coming from the work out. Once again she stroked my chin but this time her index finger traveled down the front of my neck and over my wet tee and stopped at the middle of my chest. She stared into my eyes with a little smirk that said she knew she had me ready to follow her home. However, it was a year later before I even saw her again.
It was summer and I was riding my bike along the river trail when I saw Vicki come out of the ladies rest room. I was undecided if I should nod and keep going or stop. Her smile stopped me.
"I've been here everyday this week about this time hoping to see you. How are you?" Vicki said.
"Fine."
"Yes you are" she said moving a step closer and looked into my eyes questioning.
"How are you?" I asked.
"Fine."
"Yes you are" I said. I pointed to a nearby bench and we sat down.
"I want to apologize for not keeping our dinner date. Things just started happening so fast after the last time I saw you. My mother had a heart attack the Saturday of our date. My father had a stroke a few months prior to that and wasn't in any condition to take care of her. I have a brother but all the responsibility of taking care of my parents fall on me. During the day time a nurse was there with them but they didn't want anyone but me there at night. Therapy, doctor's appointments, house chores, etc and working didn't leave me with much energy to even go for a walk with you. I'm sorry I didn't call ..."
"It's okay. You're not the first woman that stood me up" I smiled as I rubbed her shoulder. As I looked at her closer, she appeared to still be tired. "How are your parents doing now?"
"They are both stronger physically but both are scared to do much unassisted now. They use to be so active and now they don't do much besides go to church. My brother does a bit to help but she has a family of her own, so most of the responsibility falls on me since I'm single and I don't have kids. I've thought about you over the months but made myself not call you."
"You could have called just to talk."
"I was feeling kind of pissed that I didn't have adequate time to get to know you better. It seems that whenever I try to take time for myself, something happens with my family, and I'm the one expected to deal with it. I love my parents dearly and was glad to be there for them, but it ...", Vicki said with her voice fading out and she shook her head.
As we strolled, Vicki continued to tell me more about herself. She had been engaged for a year when she was twenty-five but didn't marry him because she wasn't in love with him. She cared for him but it was not the way she thought a wife should care for her husband. She broke his heart but it was better to do it before they married. She faced the truth about herself and stop making up reasons why she had never really fell for a man other than as a friend.
When she was a teen, she shut off the part of herself that felt more natural and prayed that she would eventually meet a man, marry and have kids. The man she was engaged to was a friend first and she felt comfortable around him like she had never felt with any other guy. So when he asked her to marry him, she said yes. A couple of months before she was to walk down the aisle she met a woman and had a fling. She wanted more but the woman did not because she too was engaged to marry a man, which she eventually did. But try as she might, Vicki couldn't take those vows knowing she was not in-love with him.
Since then, she sometimes went on dates with men but had a longing to be with someone special. Because there are no gay clubs in our small town, she didn't often meet women to date. Now how flattering is that, to attract a woman's attention from afar and have her make the first move? By the end of the year, we were a couple. //Breezy by Salty(c)2010
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
No Stopping Until ...
Stella rang the doorbell and wiped her sweating palms on the sides of her pants. It was a Fall day and the temperature was mild but she was nervous. She had been calling Agnes for four days and each time her mother said she couldn't come to the phone. Agnes had not been seen in those four days and Stella thought something was seriously wrong because Agnes rarely missed classes.
It was her best friends mother who answered the door. Stella asked if she could see Agnes and when she received a no, she asked if Agnes was sick and the reply was no. The screen door remained closed and on the other side, her friends mother looked at her sternly. She wondered why since she had been to the house before.
"Let her in mother" Agnes said from a short distance behind her mother. The older woman stood firmly and for several moments Stella thought she was about to have the door closed in her face. The screen door was unlocked and the woman walked slowly backward until she was standing next to her daughter.
"Hi Aggie. I was worried about you. Have you been sick?" Stella asked as she entered the house and walked closer to her friend.
"Mother, will you give me a few moments to talk to Stella in private?"
"I think it will be better if I stayed. We have things to do and ..."
"Just a few minutes, please mother" said the young woman.
Agnes looked at her friend closely and saw that she looked tired and her eyes were red and puffy. Her breath caught and she took a step forward. The mother took her daughter's arm and slightly shook it. Stella who knew her friend's face and moods well, was suddenly angry because she saw a flash of defiance in Agnes' eyes. The mother went out of the living room to the kitchen. The two young women had no doubt that she was standing on the other side of the door, listening.
"What's wrong Aggie?" Stella asked nervously. Her friend was standing right in front of her, yet, she felt they were miles a part. When she took a step closer, Agnes took a step back.
"I haven't been feeling well" Agnes said.
"Why didn't you call me? Why didn't your mother tell me that when I called? I've been calling for days. Rita and Bruce have been asking me about you and ..." Stella was saying and suddenly stopped because Agnes was clinching her hands and jaw so tight.
"Baby" Stella said softly and with a couple of steps were within arms length of Agnes whose shoulders were shaking as she tried to hold back her tears. Stella opened her arms and Agnes stepped into them. Stella was trying to stay calm and give Agnes time to calm down so they could talk. She made herself breath and not hold Agnes too tight. She fought the crazy urge to guide her weeping friend to the door and out of the house. At least a minute ticked with them just standing there, then the mother came back into the room.
"Get away from her" the woman said angrily and loud. But instead of releasing Agnes, Stella held her closer with the instinct of protecting her. Suddenly her left arm was yanked and in surprise, Stella release Agnes and turned to fully face the mother. And what she saw was hatred. Now she knew some of what was going on.
"Mrs. Holiday I..."
"I want you out of my house right now. And you are to stay away from here, away from Agnes."
"I love her. I know you ..."
"You know nothing. Get out" the mother said and pushed Stella.
"That's enough mother. You don't have to treat her like that. I told you..."
"You told me it was over between you two. You told me that you would not see her again. She had her arms around you just now. That is disgusting. Look at how she is looking at you?"
"Mrs. Holiday I think you should calm down. You're getting over heated and ..."
"I'll not calm down until you are out of my house and out of my daughters life. Agnes was fine until she became friends with you. I know about girls like you. You dykes are all alike, turning good decent girls into trash like you are."
"What's trashy about love? I love her and she loves me" Stella said. She stood her ground as the mother poked her in the chest trying to force her toward the door.
"If you don't get out of my house right now I'll call the police and have you arrested for trespassing."
"You let me in. I came to see about Agnes and you ..."
"Agnes is no longer your concern."
"She is all my concern. I know it's hard for you to understand but I love Agnes and she loves me. We are going..."
"She doesn't love you. She told me so just a little before you came here. Go ahead and tell her what you told me Agnes so she will leave us alone."
Stella was steeling herself to remain still and silent. Her eyes was locked on the eyes of the woman she had fallen in love with and wanted to share the rest of her life with. Agnes would not look at her. The mother kept repeating that Agnes did not love her.
"Agnes, baby I love you. Tell her that you love me. You don't have to stay here. Come with me."
"She doesn't love you. How you talk such non-sense. Agnes isn't going anywhere with the likes of you. She is getting married next ..."
"Stella please leave. I will have to talk to you later. I promise to call you tonight and ..."
"You didn't tell her you were getting married did you. Don't looked so shocked. She's not like you. She is normal and will marry a man."
"Aggie?" was all that Stella could say as she looked at the young woman who would not look at her. Her throat suddenly went dry and she couldn't swallow.
"That's right. She's getting married and you are not invited so if you show up and try to make a scene, you will be arrested. Now get out of my house."
"Aggie please don't do this. Just a few days ago you told me you love me. Please baby, just come with me now."
"Ohhhh. You not only didn't know that she was getting married, you didn't know that ..."
"MOTHER NO!!!" Agnes begged with those two words.
"Agnes is pregnant. She is having a man's baby. That doesn't sound like she loves you to me."
Suddenly, for an instant, the room went dark and Stella's knees became weak. She swayed a little and as Agnes took a step toward her, the mother stepped between them. Stella stood there frozen in place. She couldn't move and she barely seemed to be breathing. Even the mother for a moment was concerned but it didn't last long. This was her chance to make sure that Stella stayed out of her daughter's life forever.
"You might think you're a man, but you're not. You can't love a woman like a man can. You can't give a woman babies the way a man can."
"Shut up mother! You don't have to do this. I told you I would not see Stella anymore. I just wanted to say goodbye to her. Don't be so cruel."
"Cruel. You think I'm being cruel? If people found out that you and her were -- kissing like she is a man..."
"She is not a man mother. That's insulting."
"When I think about her touching you -- it's not your fault Agnes. Girls like her are very persuasive. That's right, keep walking and don't ever come here again" the mother said as Stella went slowly pass her unsteadily, still dazed.
"Stella I'm sorry" Agnes said softly.
"You have nothing to be sorry for. Those dykes are nasty, evil trash that use nice girls like you. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't put something in your drink or food so that you couldn't help yourself."
Stella, walking like a zombie suddenly stopped and turned to face the mother and daughter who was ripping her a part, one with words and the other with silence.
"Your so innocent, precious daughter came on to me. Go on and tell her how you sweet talked me. Tell her how it was you who made the first move on me, told me that you loved me. GO ON AGGIE TELL HER!! You stand there and let her say all that garbage about me when it was you. You! You said you loved me. And the whole time you were using me you were seeing some guy. What about what you told me about not wanting a guy to touch you, to kiss you? You're pregnant so he obviously did more than kiss you. Did you like having him inside you? Did you ..." Stella's voice slowly faded out.
She was exhausted as if she had been holding her breath underwater. She breathed through her mouth and her eyes started to focus. She stared at the woman who had just crushed her heart. She turned and walked out of the house. She walked slowly away and then her pace picked up and then she was running. Her vision became blurry and she wiped a hand across her eyes and noticed that she was crying. Tears seemed to anger her and she ran faster until she stumbled and fell hard to the ground. She laid there for a few moments, turned over and sat up slowly. Her right hand was skinned and so was her right knee under the torn pants. Her wounds from falling stung but it was nothing compared to the brutal beating her heart had taken a few minutes before. As she sat there, her stomach
began to grip as she thought about what she had just learned about the woman she loved. She threw up.
===== Back Story
Agnes, was twenty when she meet eighteen year-old Stella at community college. They had a sociology class together but didn't speak to each other. One day, Stella was walking home after her last class and it began to rain. She stopped at a store and waited under the roof hoping the spring shower wouldn't last long. Agnes came out of the store and offered her a ride home. On the way, there was a heavy down pour, so Agnes pulled into a parking lot to wait till the rain eased up so that she could see the road. They began to talk about their assignment. The next day, Agnes
offered Stella a ride home from college. A year later they were best friends who spent a lot of time together.
"What?" Stella said one late afternoon as she sat in her friend's kitchen. Exams were over and they both had did well. To celebrate, Agnes had opened a couple of 12 ounce bottles of lime coolers.
"Greg asked me out. I told him I had plans."
"We could have did this anytime" Stella said a bit happier because her friend didn't change their plans just to go out with a guy.
"I'd rather be here with you. I saw you talking with Marvin yesterday. Did he ask you out?"
"He said something about calling me but he hasn't yet."
"He's nice looking. Do you like him?"
"I don't really know him. We have algebra together."
The two friends went upstairs to Agnes' bedroom to watch a movie on HBO. They had missed it when it played at the theater and both wanted to see it. Several of the cable channels were out so Agnes clicked until they found something that was clear. They chatted about different things not paying much attention to the television. When Agnes didn't respond to a question, Stella glanced at the screen and saw two women kissing. She looked at her friend who seemed to be mezmerized by the scene. Stella went downstairs and was in the kitchen eating an apple when Agnes came up to her. Without saying a word, Agnes kissed Stella on the lips.
"Well?" said Agnes stepping backward.
"Well what?"
"What do you think about what I just did?"
"Depends."
"On what?"
"On whether you were kissing me or one of those girls on tv."
"I was kissing you."
"Why now? Why not before you saw them?"
"Did you like it, me kissing you I mean?"
"I didn't dislike it. But you didn't do it long enough for me to rate it" Stella smiled. Agnes kissed her again but this time slower and longer. Then they jumped away from each other when they heard the mother coming in from work.
And as easily as that they went from being best friends to girlfriends. They talked about their feelings for each other. They made out. They talked about not having feelings for guys. They both agreed that while it wasn't yucky to kiss a boy, they just didn't feel anything. But when they kissed each other they wanted to do more than kiss. It took three weeks before they became actual lovers.
They had come in from college and the house was empty. Agnes' parents were at work. They had watched a movie on demand that was for adults. Agnes had put on the one that had two women kissing . Agnes fastforwarded it to the scene where the women were undressing each other. Again, Stelly went down to the kitchen.
"Why don't you like watching that movie with me?" Agnes asked as she straddled Stella who was sitting on a kitchen chair.
"Why do you watch it so much? It's not a good story. They are not together at the end. One of them ends up with a guy. There are better stories on the movie channels that have two women together. And you only want to fool around with me after watching it."
"I just think those two look really good together. They look like that really like each other whereas most of the other women look bored. And I always want to fool around with you. I was just trying to set the mood, to get your worked up" Agnes said kissing Stella on the lips.
"You get me worked up. Do I get you worked up or do you need to watch them first?" Stella asked seriously looking into the eyes of the woman who made her heart race.
"Stella, I don't want to rush things with you. I want you to be sure that being with me is what you really want. You told me that when you were thirteen that you and another girl fooled around but it wasn't anything more than curiosity."
"Well, it was curiosity on her part but for me, well, I'm gay. I'm a lezbian."
"Me too. I started dating boys when I was sixteen. By the time I was eighteen I finally admitted to myself that I didn't want to be with boys when I met Freda. We were together for almost a year and then she moved out of state. I was doing fine alone until I met you."
"I never went out with a guy. Slow danced and pressed against a couple of them, you know, wanting to know what it felt like to be close to a body. But I just never felt that special attraction to them. I've kissed about three boys but it was much better kissing Evelyn, so I stopped kissing boys. And I like kissing you."
"You know we could be upstairs making out instead of sitting here talking."
"I like talking to you. And I like it when you straddle me. I'm happy right here" Stella said pressing her lips to the base of Agnes' neck.
Agnes wore a t-shirt that had a knot tied so that her brown stomach was exposed. Her shorts were midthigh. Stella had been moving her hands up and down those smooth thighs wanting to go higher but didn't want to trade the warm skin for cloth.
As they kissed, Stella put her arms around Agnes' back and held her tight until the knot became irritating. They went upstairs. Stella could barely breath because of the deep kisses Agnes was giving her. Agnes,
older and more experienced, tried to pace herself with Stella. After Frieda left, Agnes dated a girl for a week but it went nowhere. She had sex with a girl after a party but since then she had not been involved with a women. When she saw Stellashe liked her instantly and when she got the chance to be close to her at the store, she took advantage of her opportunity and now here they were on her bed with neither wearing tops or bras.
Agnes, knowing it would be Stella's first time wanted to be gentle as she tried to control her own passion. She watched Stella's face as she moved her hands over her warm soft body. She laid atop the young women as they kissed and touched.
"Stella?" was all that Agnes said as she held herself above her girlfriend's now nude magnificent form. "I want you so bad I ache." For a reply, Stella pulled Agnes' head down to her as their mouths met hungrily. From there they both knew there was no stopping until .... /END ?? (c)Salty2009
It was her best friends mother who answered the door. Stella asked if she could see Agnes and when she received a no, she asked if Agnes was sick and the reply was no. The screen door remained closed and on the other side, her friends mother looked at her sternly. She wondered why since she had been to the house before.
"Let her in mother" Agnes said from a short distance behind her mother. The older woman stood firmly and for several moments Stella thought she was about to have the door closed in her face. The screen door was unlocked and the woman walked slowly backward until she was standing next to her daughter.
"Hi Aggie. I was worried about you. Have you been sick?" Stella asked as she entered the house and walked closer to her friend.
"Mother, will you give me a few moments to talk to Stella in private?"
"I think it will be better if I stayed. We have things to do and ..."
"Just a few minutes, please mother" said the young woman.
Agnes looked at her friend closely and saw that she looked tired and her eyes were red and puffy. Her breath caught and she took a step forward. The mother took her daughter's arm and slightly shook it. Stella who knew her friend's face and moods well, was suddenly angry because she saw a flash of defiance in Agnes' eyes. The mother went out of the living room to the kitchen. The two young women had no doubt that she was standing on the other side of the door, listening.
"What's wrong Aggie?" Stella asked nervously. Her friend was standing right in front of her, yet, she felt they were miles a part. When she took a step closer, Agnes took a step back.
"I haven't been feeling well" Agnes said.
"Why didn't you call me? Why didn't your mother tell me that when I called? I've been calling for days. Rita and Bruce have been asking me about you and ..." Stella was saying and suddenly stopped because Agnes was clinching her hands and jaw so tight.
"Baby" Stella said softly and with a couple of steps were within arms length of Agnes whose shoulders were shaking as she tried to hold back her tears. Stella opened her arms and Agnes stepped into them. Stella was trying to stay calm and give Agnes time to calm down so they could talk. She made herself breath and not hold Agnes too tight. She fought the crazy urge to guide her weeping friend to the door and out of the house. At least a minute ticked with them just standing there, then the mother came back into the room.
"Get away from her" the woman said angrily and loud. But instead of releasing Agnes, Stella held her closer with the instinct of protecting her. Suddenly her left arm was yanked and in surprise, Stella release Agnes and turned to fully face the mother. And what she saw was hatred. Now she knew some of what was going on.
"Mrs. Holiday I..."
"I want you out of my house right now. And you are to stay away from here, away from Agnes."
"I love her. I know you ..."
"You know nothing. Get out" the mother said and pushed Stella.
"That's enough mother. You don't have to treat her like that. I told you..."
"You told me it was over between you two. You told me that you would not see her again. She had her arms around you just now. That is disgusting. Look at how she is looking at you?"
"Mrs. Holiday I think you should calm down. You're getting over heated and ..."
"I'll not calm down until you are out of my house and out of my daughters life. Agnes was fine until she became friends with you. I know about girls like you. You dykes are all alike, turning good decent girls into trash like you are."
"What's trashy about love? I love her and she loves me" Stella said. She stood her ground as the mother poked her in the chest trying to force her toward the door.
"If you don't get out of my house right now I'll call the police and have you arrested for trespassing."
"You let me in. I came to see about Agnes and you ..."
"Agnes is no longer your concern."
"She is all my concern. I know it's hard for you to understand but I love Agnes and she loves me. We are going..."
"She doesn't love you. She told me so just a little before you came here. Go ahead and tell her what you told me Agnes so she will leave us alone."
Stella was steeling herself to remain still and silent. Her eyes was locked on the eyes of the woman she had fallen in love with and wanted to share the rest of her life with. Agnes would not look at her. The mother kept repeating that Agnes did not love her.
"Agnes, baby I love you. Tell her that you love me. You don't have to stay here. Come with me."
"She doesn't love you. How you talk such non-sense. Agnes isn't going anywhere with the likes of you. She is getting married next ..."
"Stella please leave. I will have to talk to you later. I promise to call you tonight and ..."
"You didn't tell her you were getting married did you. Don't looked so shocked. She's not like you. She is normal and will marry a man."
"Aggie?" was all that Stella could say as she looked at the young woman who would not look at her. Her throat suddenly went dry and she couldn't swallow.
"That's right. She's getting married and you are not invited so if you show up and try to make a scene, you will be arrested. Now get out of my house."
"Aggie please don't do this. Just a few days ago you told me you love me. Please baby, just come with me now."
"Ohhhh. You not only didn't know that she was getting married, you didn't know that ..."
"MOTHER NO!!!" Agnes begged with those two words.
"Agnes is pregnant. She is having a man's baby. That doesn't sound like she loves you to me."
Suddenly, for an instant, the room went dark and Stella's knees became weak. She swayed a little and as Agnes took a step toward her, the mother stepped between them. Stella stood there frozen in place. She couldn't move and she barely seemed to be breathing. Even the mother for a moment was concerned but it didn't last long. This was her chance to make sure that Stella stayed out of her daughter's life forever.
"You might think you're a man, but you're not. You can't love a woman like a man can. You can't give a woman babies the way a man can."
"Shut up mother! You don't have to do this. I told you I would not see Stella anymore. I just wanted to say goodbye to her. Don't be so cruel."
"Cruel. You think I'm being cruel? If people found out that you and her were -- kissing like she is a man..."
"She is not a man mother. That's insulting."
"When I think about her touching you -- it's not your fault Agnes. Girls like her are very persuasive. That's right, keep walking and don't ever come here again" the mother said as Stella went slowly pass her unsteadily, still dazed.
"Stella I'm sorry" Agnes said softly.
"You have nothing to be sorry for. Those dykes are nasty, evil trash that use nice girls like you. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't put something in your drink or food so that you couldn't help yourself."
Stella, walking like a zombie suddenly stopped and turned to face the mother and daughter who was ripping her a part, one with words and the other with silence.
"Your so innocent, precious daughter came on to me. Go on and tell her how you sweet talked me. Tell her how it was you who made the first move on me, told me that you loved me. GO ON AGGIE TELL HER!! You stand there and let her say all that garbage about me when it was you. You! You said you loved me. And the whole time you were using me you were seeing some guy. What about what you told me about not wanting a guy to touch you, to kiss you? You're pregnant so he obviously did more than kiss you. Did you like having him inside you? Did you ..." Stella's voice slowly faded out.
She was exhausted as if she had been holding her breath underwater. She breathed through her mouth and her eyes started to focus. She stared at the woman who had just crushed her heart. She turned and walked out of the house. She walked slowly away and then her pace picked up and then she was running. Her vision became blurry and she wiped a hand across her eyes and noticed that she was crying. Tears seemed to anger her and she ran faster until she stumbled and fell hard to the ground. She laid there for a few moments, turned over and sat up slowly. Her right hand was skinned and so was her right knee under the torn pants. Her wounds from falling stung but it was nothing compared to the brutal beating her heart had taken a few minutes before. As she sat there, her stomach
began to grip as she thought about what she had just learned about the woman she loved. She threw up.
===== Back Story
Agnes, was twenty when she meet eighteen year-old Stella at community college. They had a sociology class together but didn't speak to each other. One day, Stella was walking home after her last class and it began to rain. She stopped at a store and waited under the roof hoping the spring shower wouldn't last long. Agnes came out of the store and offered her a ride home. On the way, there was a heavy down pour, so Agnes pulled into a parking lot to wait till the rain eased up so that she could see the road. They began to talk about their assignment. The next day, Agnes
offered Stella a ride home from college. A year later they were best friends who spent a lot of time together.
"What?" Stella said one late afternoon as she sat in her friend's kitchen. Exams were over and they both had did well. To celebrate, Agnes had opened a couple of 12 ounce bottles of lime coolers.
"Greg asked me out. I told him I had plans."
"We could have did this anytime" Stella said a bit happier because her friend didn't change their plans just to go out with a guy.
"I'd rather be here with you. I saw you talking with Marvin yesterday. Did he ask you out?"
"He said something about calling me but he hasn't yet."
"He's nice looking. Do you like him?"
"I don't really know him. We have algebra together."
The two friends went upstairs to Agnes' bedroom to watch a movie on HBO. They had missed it when it played at the theater and both wanted to see it. Several of the cable channels were out so Agnes clicked until they found something that was clear. They chatted about different things not paying much attention to the television. When Agnes didn't respond to a question, Stella glanced at the screen and saw two women kissing. She looked at her friend who seemed to be mezmerized by the scene. Stella went downstairs and was in the kitchen eating an apple when Agnes came up to her. Without saying a word, Agnes kissed Stella on the lips.
"Well?" said Agnes stepping backward.
"Well what?"
"What do you think about what I just did?"
"Depends."
"On what?"
"On whether you were kissing me or one of those girls on tv."
"I was kissing you."
"Why now? Why not before you saw them?"
"Did you like it, me kissing you I mean?"
"I didn't dislike it. But you didn't do it long enough for me to rate it" Stella smiled. Agnes kissed her again but this time slower and longer. Then they jumped away from each other when they heard the mother coming in from work.
And as easily as that they went from being best friends to girlfriends. They talked about their feelings for each other. They made out. They talked about not having feelings for guys. They both agreed that while it wasn't yucky to kiss a boy, they just didn't feel anything. But when they kissed each other they wanted to do more than kiss. It took three weeks before they became actual lovers.
They had come in from college and the house was empty. Agnes' parents were at work. They had watched a movie on demand that was for adults. Agnes had put on the one that had two women kissing . Agnes fastforwarded it to the scene where the women were undressing each other. Again, Stelly went down to the kitchen.
"Why don't you like watching that movie with me?" Agnes asked as she straddled Stella who was sitting on a kitchen chair.
"Why do you watch it so much? It's not a good story. They are not together at the end. One of them ends up with a guy. There are better stories on the movie channels that have two women together. And you only want to fool around with me after watching it."
"I just think those two look really good together. They look like that really like each other whereas most of the other women look bored. And I always want to fool around with you. I was just trying to set the mood, to get your worked up" Agnes said kissing Stella on the lips.
"You get me worked up. Do I get you worked up or do you need to watch them first?" Stella asked seriously looking into the eyes of the woman who made her heart race.
"Stella, I don't want to rush things with you. I want you to be sure that being with me is what you really want. You told me that when you were thirteen that you and another girl fooled around but it wasn't anything more than curiosity."
"Well, it was curiosity on her part but for me, well, I'm gay. I'm a lezbian."
"Me too. I started dating boys when I was sixteen. By the time I was eighteen I finally admitted to myself that I didn't want to be with boys when I met Freda. We were together for almost a year and then she moved out of state. I was doing fine alone until I met you."
"I never went out with a guy. Slow danced and pressed against a couple of them, you know, wanting to know what it felt like to be close to a body. But I just never felt that special attraction to them. I've kissed about three boys but it was much better kissing Evelyn, so I stopped kissing boys. And I like kissing you."
"You know we could be upstairs making out instead of sitting here talking."
"I like talking to you. And I like it when you straddle me. I'm happy right here" Stella said pressing her lips to the base of Agnes' neck.
Agnes wore a t-shirt that had a knot tied so that her brown stomach was exposed. Her shorts were midthigh. Stella had been moving her hands up and down those smooth thighs wanting to go higher but didn't want to trade the warm skin for cloth.
As they kissed, Stella put her arms around Agnes' back and held her tight until the knot became irritating. They went upstairs. Stella could barely breath because of the deep kisses Agnes was giving her. Agnes,
older and more experienced, tried to pace herself with Stella. After Frieda left, Agnes dated a girl for a week but it went nowhere. She had sex with a girl after a party but since then she had not been involved with a women. When she saw Stellashe liked her instantly and when she got the chance to be close to her at the store, she took advantage of her opportunity and now here they were on her bed with neither wearing tops or bras.
Agnes, knowing it would be Stella's first time wanted to be gentle as she tried to control her own passion. She watched Stella's face as she moved her hands over her warm soft body. She laid atop the young women as they kissed and touched.
"Stella?" was all that Agnes said as she held herself above her girlfriend's now nude magnificent form. "I want you so bad I ache." For a reply, Stella pulled Agnes' head down to her as their mouths met hungrily. From there they both knew there was no stopping until .... /END ?? (c)Salty2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
My Sweet Sophie
When I first met Sophie, she was secretary to a lawyer I consulted about a business venture I was interested in undertaking. I wanted a lawyer to check the contract and see if everything was above board and no loop holes that I could sink into further down stream.
Sophie had a smile that instantly drew my attention, and need I say that wasn't all that woman had that I found interesting to watch. Her eyelashes were long and real. Her perfume was light and barely noticeable even when close to her. My nose picked up that light fragrance and made me want to get closer to smell more of it. I resisted the urge as I moved away from her desk and sat as far away from her as I could and still be in the room. There were a man and a woman waiting separately to see the lawyer. I skimmed a magazine and tried not to be too noticeable watching the pretty secretary. She kept glancing at me and smiling. After seeing the lawyer and on my way out, Sophie gave me a slip of paper that had her cell phone number on it. I called her from the parking lot right outside the office. We made a date for that night.
We went to dinner and she explained that she had been in a two-year relationship with a woman and it had ended badly because her girlfriend had cheated on her. They were still sharing the same apartment because money was tight right now due to the bad economy. Her ex-girlfriend was drawing unemployment and it wasn't enough so that she could get her own place. So even though they were officially not together for the past month, they would be sharing space for at least one more month until her Ex moved in with her mother. Both of their names were on the lease so until next month, she had legal claim to the apartment. It made for a very trying time because the Ex kept bringing home different women once or twice a week.
After dinner, we drove around for a few minutes and then parked down by the river. The city lights reflecting off the dark water were pretty. The sky was darkening with clouds moving to block the moon.
"I really should be getting home because I have work tomorrow. We should have waited till then before going out but I wanted to see you again and couldn't say no when you wanted to have dinner tonight" Sophie said. Her left hand held my right hand as we watched the water.
"I wanted to see you again and didn't want to wait till tomorrow. Do you have plans for this weekend, starting tomorrow?" I asked as my thumb lightly rubbed the pulse area of her wrist.
"Church Sunday morning is my only plan" Sophie said and held her breath. Her going to church was a frequent cause of arguments with her ex-girlfriend.
"I have an out-of-town business conference tomorrow in Martinsville. I was planning on staying there till Saturday because I wanted to see an art exhibit that will only be there this weekend. Do you like art?"
Sophie told me she was an amateur photographer and said she would like to see the art exhibit. So the plan was for me to return to town after my conference, pick her up and I would drive us to Martinsville, where we would have dinner and see a movie. And Saturday after the art exhibit, we would just do whatever we felt like doing the rest of the day. The idea was to spend time together.
A flash of lightning in the distance followed by a thunder clap informed us that a storm was approaching fast. The wind had picked up quite a bit in a short amount of time. We didn't want to separate just yet, so I slid closer and put my arm around her shoulder. The Teddy Pendergrass classic Close the Door was playing softly from the CD player. I wanted very much too kiss her but didn't want to rush things too much, but when she turned her head slightly to indicate that she wanted to be kissed, I didn't resist the offer.
The kiss was light, experimental, at first. She tasted sweet. And it is no exaggeration to say I felt it all over my "haven't been laid in months" body. Now I have been kissed in that time span, but not one kiss made me want another kiss and certainly didn't heat me up enough to make me want to strip bare. But the lips of this woman added to the already pulse increase I had since meeting her in the office earlier that day.
We definitely were feeling each other before we actually physically started feeling each other. Before too long, the breezy wet storm outside competed with the warm wet storm inside. Once my hands started touching her warm skin, I couldn't stop and her moans of approval urged me to make her moan louder, and I did. As our tongues met and rolled and clashed together, our hands roamed exploringly and each caress made us want to grope and fine more untouched flesh.
"Oh Di" was all Sophie said when I first palmed one of her breast. By the way, my name is Diamond but everyone calls me Di for short. My father had the idea of naming all his kids after precious jewels, and I got this one, which my father said suited me because I was like a diamond in the rough. That's what he said about me when I was a kid that liked playing ball and didn't like playing with dolls. However, later, I did like playing with dolls, the real ones. And I prefer to undress them and watch them dress after I finish playing with them.
"I like that song" Sophie panted as I massaged a breast under the blouse. Teddy was now singing Get Up Get Down Get Funk Get Loose which was a song I also liked but not at the moment because it was too fast for the mood. But if Sophie liked it then I wasn't about to click past it to something slower. And besides I didn't want to stop any of the action between us. Sophie's left hand was at my back under my shirt and her right was sliding up and down the outside of my left thigh. Each time her right hand came up my leg, it had moved further up my leg and inward till it was between my thighs. So you know of course that made my legs part more without me even thinking about it.
I soon had her blouse open and her bra above her breast. I couldn't resist putting my face on her chest and pressing those mounds against me. Removing my face, I kissed and licked the left breast first and sucked on a nipple and then switched to the right breast. Now I have handled breast before but this woman had me feeling like it was my first time.
Every woman is different but just the way she made me feel was totally a new experience for me. I can't really explain it, but I just wanted to keep doing what I was doing and listen to her intake of breath and moans. I was aware of her hand between my thighs pressing against my center and I
moaned as my hips raised slightly seeking a harder touch. But then there was sharp lightning and a loud thunder clap, so we reluctantly drew apart and adjusted our clothing.
I walked Sophie to her apartment door and kissed her good night. She invited me inside until the storm passed but I was strong and declined the offer. Just inside her doorway, we kissed hungrily with our bodies pressed tightly together as we grind against each other's thigh. Then a light clicked on.
"Well hello Diamond. Long time no see" said Sophie's ex-girlfriend who just so happen to have been one of the dates whose kiss had not stirred me.
When Sophie learned that I had been on a date with her Ex, she didn't want to see me again. She gave me a cold stare before going to her room and leaving me alone with the woman who suddenly come between us. As I turned to leave, because Sophie wouldn't come back out and talk to me, the Ex made a pass at me which I declined. I didn't know she was involved in a relationship on the night we went out together.
A friend had arranged the blind date saying I needed to go out more and she knew just the cute-fun-loving woman to help me shake my blues. Previously, I had been in a two year relationship with a woman who suddenly announced that she was going to move out of state with her lover. And after seven months, I still was angry over the betrayal. While I was falling in-love with her, she was cheating on me. Need I say, I wasn't very interested in dating after that. But a couple of friends kept arranging blind dates. And just when I thought I was pass being interested in dating ever again, there was Sophie.
I called Sophie after I got home. I called from the conference. I called for a week and sent flowers twice with a lunch or dinner invitation. She wouldn't talk to me. Sophie's Ex picked up a couple of times I called the apartment and I wasn't sure she was telling Sophie that I had been
calling so I decided to make sure she was getting my messages. I didn't call her at work because I didn't want to upset her while she was working. I was waiting at her car when she got off work.
"Why won't you talk to me Sophie?" I asked when she reached pass me with no acknowledgement. I was blocking her car door and refused to move until she talked to me.
"You've been with my Ex and now you want to date me, no thanks, I don't play that."
"Sophie, it was a blind date. We had dinner together, we kissed and there was no chemistry, at least on my part, and we never went out together again."
"That's not what she told me. She said you two spent a hot weekend together and I believe her because you wanted to spend the weekend with me."
"That never happened. Can't you see, she's trying to keep you from being with someone else."
"It doesn't matter if you two were lovers or not. I don't want to see you again."
"Yes you do. Sophie, please baby, I..."
"Don't call me baby. I'm not anybody's baby. Look Diamond, it's not just about you being with her, it's me. I'm not ready to date again and ..."
"I've been calling you all week and sending flowers because I really like you. And I thought you liked me."
"You've been calling? You sent flowers?"
"Yes, all week. And I sent flowers twice."
"After that first call, I didn't receive anymore from you and so I ... you sent flowers?"
"I called your cell and house phone after office hours and most times didn't get an answer. A couple of times your Ex answered and I left a message for you to call me. She didn't give you the flowers either. Damn. Sophie, I really like you. I want a chance, please."
"I've been in-love once in my life and she took that love and tossed it away like it was nothing. She hurt me bad. What I feel for you is so strong that it scares me. I don't fool around on a first date and you had me almost naked in your car. I don't want to lose myself again Diamond."
"Sophie, we've both been hurt. What I feel for you is strong too. Heck, I called you minutes after you gave me your number. I don't do that and I don't make out on the first date either. So since we are both feeling each other, why can't we just slow things down and get to know each other
better."
And that's what we tried to do. We talked on the phone every night for a week. The following Friday, we went out to dinner. We kissed good night at her door with only our lips touching each other. We met for lunch the next day. She didn't want to go out so we decided to stay in and talk and watch a movie. Her Ex was suppose to be gone for the whole weekend but she came home early.
"My you two look cozy" the Ex said as she dropped her keys on the table. Sophie was sitting beside me on the sofa as we watched a movie, ate pizza and drank cola between kisses. When the kisses got too heated, we went back to watching the movie until she had to kiss me and me her.
We ignored the Ex who made noise as she roamed around the apartment. Finally, she sat down on the chair in the living room, watching us more than she did the tv. She was being rude by joining us and we decided without talking about it first, to act like she wasn't there. We kissed
and snuggled and she got irritated but wouldn't leave. I went to the bathroom and the Ex made a move on Sophie and got slapped. When Sophie went to the bathroom, the Ex made a move on me and got punched. We laughed about it months later.
Sophie decided she wanted to dance so put on some soft music, turned the lights down, and we danced, slow. We danced without moving. We kissed and held each other and the whole time the Ex was steaming as she watched us. She had the nerve to ask if she could dance with us. We ignored her. She had the nerve to suggest a threesome, we ignored her. It was obvious to her that Sophie was very into me and was finally letting her go. Her one last effort was doing a strip tease in front of us. We watched, we admired that marvelous body, we clapped and then we went into Sophie's bedroom.
Sophie undressed and laid spread out before me. I popped a couple of buttons trying to get out of my shirt. I was trying to get out of all my clothes at the same time and not take my eyes off the vision showing me most of her charms. I watched her tongue lick across her top lip. I watched her left hand squeeze her left breast as her right hand went further down her torso, then slowly down her thigh, back up along the inside and came to a brief stop on her mound of trimmed pubic hair.
The fingers caressed the curls and then her index finger slid over her c-spot. She made herself open her legs wider when she actually wanted to close them to trap the heat. I wanted to go to her and at the same time I wanted to keep watching.
When I peeled off the shirt and tossed the bra constricting me, my pants and briefs dropped. Dang, how uncool was it to stumble because I forgot to take off my shoes. I gained my balance but had to bend over to get one shoe off. And before I could straighten up, I felt hands grasp both of my butt cheeks and I couldn't move, I didn't want to move.
"Hmmm, you smell delicious. Mind if I have a taste?" that sultry voice said and I almost errupted.
I felt her fingers spread me more and then her tongue took a dip and I couldn't breathe. I had nothing to hold on to so my arms just dangled. My nipples wanted to be touched, but I didn't want any of the sensations diverted so I momentarily ignored that need. I'd been thinking about that
luscious woman since the day I met her and she had me so turned on that I have been wet and throbbing for days. Now she was tasting me and I was barely able to maintain my position.
She put her hands on my knees as if to lock them. My ass started to bounce she was making me feel so good. When she clamped her mouth completely over my opening I moaned and when her hard tongue thrust into me I groaned. This wasn't going to take long. I was too worked up, I needed release.
Sweet darling that she was, she speeded up her wonderful tongue motion and just before I started to release, she removed her mouth and pushed two fingers hard into me. She fucked me with her fingers until I collapsed on my knees before her. Then I felt her weight on me as she began to grind and rotate her clit against my right butt check.
She was slick and feeling how much she wanted me, stirred me up again. Her left leg was between mine and her right leg was on the outside of my right leg. The sound of her grunting each time she thrust her clit against me and her pushing me against the floor had me ready to cum again. She bit me on my right shoulder, lifted her upper body, locked her arms and fucked my butt cheek.
Before I had basically been letting her do all the work but I began to lift my hips and move around which seemed to give her much more delight. Her hands left the floor and pressed down hard on my shoulders. She was trying to keep me down but I kept her off balance enough that she lost continual contact with my cheek. She pressed herself on my hip where I was harder and she let out a deep groan as she continued to ride me. We were too hot to continue like this but we tried. I was stronger than her and kept turning my body until I was finally on my back with her above me.
Oh wow, to have had a camera at that moment when her face was sweating and glowing with passion. For an instant her eyes focused enough to see the fire in mine. Then there was total abandonment as we gyrated against each other. We were sliding, grinding and pounding against each other until we were aching for release. With her hands once more on the floor beside my head, but this time we faced each other, she rode me and rode me.
My hands were everywhere, her back, her face, her breast and finally I grasp her ass and held her down tight against me as we both groaned out our release. Her head was tossed back and her eyes were shut tight as she came on me. Then she collapsed on me. Her full weight made me smile even though I couldn't at the moment move anything else, couldn't even open my eyes.
Several minutes later, still breathing heavily, she moved to stand above me. She extended her hand and pulled me up till we were standing face to face. I know I had a stupid cocky grin on my face cause a woman had just unleashed her passion and fury on me. She held both sides of my face and kissed me sweetly. We stood there hugging each other and then she took my left hand and lead me toward the bed.
She motioned for me to lay down and I was more than ready to because I was exhausted. She slid over me until she was on the other side, pulled the cover over us and laid her pretty head on my shoulder. Three days later, her Ex moved out. A year later, Sophie moved in with me. That was nine years and eleven months ago. I bought a ring and on our tenth anniversary of meeting, I gonna ask my sweet love to marry me. /E\ (c)Salty2009
Sophie had a smile that instantly drew my attention, and need I say that wasn't all that woman had that I found interesting to watch. Her eyelashes were long and real. Her perfume was light and barely noticeable even when close to her. My nose picked up that light fragrance and made me want to get closer to smell more of it. I resisted the urge as I moved away from her desk and sat as far away from her as I could and still be in the room. There were a man and a woman waiting separately to see the lawyer. I skimmed a magazine and tried not to be too noticeable watching the pretty secretary. She kept glancing at me and smiling. After seeing the lawyer and on my way out, Sophie gave me a slip of paper that had her cell phone number on it. I called her from the parking lot right outside the office. We made a date for that night.
We went to dinner and she explained that she had been in a two-year relationship with a woman and it had ended badly because her girlfriend had cheated on her. They were still sharing the same apartment because money was tight right now due to the bad economy. Her ex-girlfriend was drawing unemployment and it wasn't enough so that she could get her own place. So even though they were officially not together for the past month, they would be sharing space for at least one more month until her Ex moved in with her mother. Both of their names were on the lease so until next month, she had legal claim to the apartment. It made for a very trying time because the Ex kept bringing home different women once or twice a week.
After dinner, we drove around for a few minutes and then parked down by the river. The city lights reflecting off the dark water were pretty. The sky was darkening with clouds moving to block the moon.
"I really should be getting home because I have work tomorrow. We should have waited till then before going out but I wanted to see you again and couldn't say no when you wanted to have dinner tonight" Sophie said. Her left hand held my right hand as we watched the water.
"I wanted to see you again and didn't want to wait till tomorrow. Do you have plans for this weekend, starting tomorrow?" I asked as my thumb lightly rubbed the pulse area of her wrist.
"Church Sunday morning is my only plan" Sophie said and held her breath. Her going to church was a frequent cause of arguments with her ex-girlfriend.
"I have an out-of-town business conference tomorrow in Martinsville. I was planning on staying there till Saturday because I wanted to see an art exhibit that will only be there this weekend. Do you like art?"
Sophie told me she was an amateur photographer and said she would like to see the art exhibit. So the plan was for me to return to town after my conference, pick her up and I would drive us to Martinsville, where we would have dinner and see a movie. And Saturday after the art exhibit, we would just do whatever we felt like doing the rest of the day. The idea was to spend time together.
A flash of lightning in the distance followed by a thunder clap informed us that a storm was approaching fast. The wind had picked up quite a bit in a short amount of time. We didn't want to separate just yet, so I slid closer and put my arm around her shoulder. The Teddy Pendergrass classic Close the Door was playing softly from the CD player. I wanted very much too kiss her but didn't want to rush things too much, but when she turned her head slightly to indicate that she wanted to be kissed, I didn't resist the offer.
The kiss was light, experimental, at first. She tasted sweet. And it is no exaggeration to say I felt it all over my "haven't been laid in months" body. Now I have been kissed in that time span, but not one kiss made me want another kiss and certainly didn't heat me up enough to make me want to strip bare. But the lips of this woman added to the already pulse increase I had since meeting her in the office earlier that day.
We definitely were feeling each other before we actually physically started feeling each other. Before too long, the breezy wet storm outside competed with the warm wet storm inside. Once my hands started touching her warm skin, I couldn't stop and her moans of approval urged me to make her moan louder, and I did. As our tongues met and rolled and clashed together, our hands roamed exploringly and each caress made us want to grope and fine more untouched flesh.
"Oh Di" was all Sophie said when I first palmed one of her breast. By the way, my name is Diamond but everyone calls me Di for short. My father had the idea of naming all his kids after precious jewels, and I got this one, which my father said suited me because I was like a diamond in the rough. That's what he said about me when I was a kid that liked playing ball and didn't like playing with dolls. However, later, I did like playing with dolls, the real ones. And I prefer to undress them and watch them dress after I finish playing with them.
"I like that song" Sophie panted as I massaged a breast under the blouse. Teddy was now singing Get Up Get Down Get Funk Get Loose which was a song I also liked but not at the moment because it was too fast for the mood. But if Sophie liked it then I wasn't about to click past it to something slower. And besides I didn't want to stop any of the action between us. Sophie's left hand was at my back under my shirt and her right was sliding up and down the outside of my left thigh. Each time her right hand came up my leg, it had moved further up my leg and inward till it was between my thighs. So you know of course that made my legs part more without me even thinking about it.
I soon had her blouse open and her bra above her breast. I couldn't resist putting my face on her chest and pressing those mounds against me. Removing my face, I kissed and licked the left breast first and sucked on a nipple and then switched to the right breast. Now I have handled breast before but this woman had me feeling like it was my first time.
Every woman is different but just the way she made me feel was totally a new experience for me. I can't really explain it, but I just wanted to keep doing what I was doing and listen to her intake of breath and moans. I was aware of her hand between my thighs pressing against my center and I
moaned as my hips raised slightly seeking a harder touch. But then there was sharp lightning and a loud thunder clap, so we reluctantly drew apart and adjusted our clothing.
I walked Sophie to her apartment door and kissed her good night. She invited me inside until the storm passed but I was strong and declined the offer. Just inside her doorway, we kissed hungrily with our bodies pressed tightly together as we grind against each other's thigh. Then a light clicked on.
"Well hello Diamond. Long time no see" said Sophie's ex-girlfriend who just so happen to have been one of the dates whose kiss had not stirred me.
When Sophie learned that I had been on a date with her Ex, she didn't want to see me again. She gave me a cold stare before going to her room and leaving me alone with the woman who suddenly come between us. As I turned to leave, because Sophie wouldn't come back out and talk to me, the Ex made a pass at me which I declined. I didn't know she was involved in a relationship on the night we went out together.
A friend had arranged the blind date saying I needed to go out more and she knew just the cute-fun-loving woman to help me shake my blues. Previously, I had been in a two year relationship with a woman who suddenly announced that she was going to move out of state with her lover. And after seven months, I still was angry over the betrayal. While I was falling in-love with her, she was cheating on me. Need I say, I wasn't very interested in dating after that. But a couple of friends kept arranging blind dates. And just when I thought I was pass being interested in dating ever again, there was Sophie.
I called Sophie after I got home. I called from the conference. I called for a week and sent flowers twice with a lunch or dinner invitation. She wouldn't talk to me. Sophie's Ex picked up a couple of times I called the apartment and I wasn't sure she was telling Sophie that I had been
calling so I decided to make sure she was getting my messages. I didn't call her at work because I didn't want to upset her while she was working. I was waiting at her car when she got off work.
"Why won't you talk to me Sophie?" I asked when she reached pass me with no acknowledgement. I was blocking her car door and refused to move until she talked to me.
"You've been with my Ex and now you want to date me, no thanks, I don't play that."
"Sophie, it was a blind date. We had dinner together, we kissed and there was no chemistry, at least on my part, and we never went out together again."
"That's not what she told me. She said you two spent a hot weekend together and I believe her because you wanted to spend the weekend with me."
"That never happened. Can't you see, she's trying to keep you from being with someone else."
"It doesn't matter if you two were lovers or not. I don't want to see you again."
"Yes you do. Sophie, please baby, I..."
"Don't call me baby. I'm not anybody's baby. Look Diamond, it's not just about you being with her, it's me. I'm not ready to date again and ..."
"I've been calling you all week and sending flowers because I really like you. And I thought you liked me."
"You've been calling? You sent flowers?"
"Yes, all week. And I sent flowers twice."
"After that first call, I didn't receive anymore from you and so I ... you sent flowers?"
"I called your cell and house phone after office hours and most times didn't get an answer. A couple of times your Ex answered and I left a message for you to call me. She didn't give you the flowers either. Damn. Sophie, I really like you. I want a chance, please."
"I've been in-love once in my life and she took that love and tossed it away like it was nothing. She hurt me bad. What I feel for you is so strong that it scares me. I don't fool around on a first date and you had me almost naked in your car. I don't want to lose myself again Diamond."
"Sophie, we've both been hurt. What I feel for you is strong too. Heck, I called you minutes after you gave me your number. I don't do that and I don't make out on the first date either. So since we are both feeling each other, why can't we just slow things down and get to know each other
better."
And that's what we tried to do. We talked on the phone every night for a week. The following Friday, we went out to dinner. We kissed good night at her door with only our lips touching each other. We met for lunch the next day. She didn't want to go out so we decided to stay in and talk and watch a movie. Her Ex was suppose to be gone for the whole weekend but she came home early.
"My you two look cozy" the Ex said as she dropped her keys on the table. Sophie was sitting beside me on the sofa as we watched a movie, ate pizza and drank cola between kisses. When the kisses got too heated, we went back to watching the movie until she had to kiss me and me her.
We ignored the Ex who made noise as she roamed around the apartment. Finally, she sat down on the chair in the living room, watching us more than she did the tv. She was being rude by joining us and we decided without talking about it first, to act like she wasn't there. We kissed
and snuggled and she got irritated but wouldn't leave. I went to the bathroom and the Ex made a move on Sophie and got slapped. When Sophie went to the bathroom, the Ex made a move on me and got punched. We laughed about it months later.
Sophie decided she wanted to dance so put on some soft music, turned the lights down, and we danced, slow. We danced without moving. We kissed and held each other and the whole time the Ex was steaming as she watched us. She had the nerve to ask if she could dance with us. We ignored her. She had the nerve to suggest a threesome, we ignored her. It was obvious to her that Sophie was very into me and was finally letting her go. Her one last effort was doing a strip tease in front of us. We watched, we admired that marvelous body, we clapped and then we went into Sophie's bedroom.
Sophie undressed and laid spread out before me. I popped a couple of buttons trying to get out of my shirt. I was trying to get out of all my clothes at the same time and not take my eyes off the vision showing me most of her charms. I watched her tongue lick across her top lip. I watched her left hand squeeze her left breast as her right hand went further down her torso, then slowly down her thigh, back up along the inside and came to a brief stop on her mound of trimmed pubic hair.
The fingers caressed the curls and then her index finger slid over her c-spot. She made herself open her legs wider when she actually wanted to close them to trap the heat. I wanted to go to her and at the same time I wanted to keep watching.
When I peeled off the shirt and tossed the bra constricting me, my pants and briefs dropped. Dang, how uncool was it to stumble because I forgot to take off my shoes. I gained my balance but had to bend over to get one shoe off. And before I could straighten up, I felt hands grasp both of my butt cheeks and I couldn't move, I didn't want to move.
"Hmmm, you smell delicious. Mind if I have a taste?" that sultry voice said and I almost errupted.
I felt her fingers spread me more and then her tongue took a dip and I couldn't breathe. I had nothing to hold on to so my arms just dangled. My nipples wanted to be touched, but I didn't want any of the sensations diverted so I momentarily ignored that need. I'd been thinking about that
luscious woman since the day I met her and she had me so turned on that I have been wet and throbbing for days. Now she was tasting me and I was barely able to maintain my position.
She put her hands on my knees as if to lock them. My ass started to bounce she was making me feel so good. When she clamped her mouth completely over my opening I moaned and when her hard tongue thrust into me I groaned. This wasn't going to take long. I was too worked up, I needed release.
Sweet darling that she was, she speeded up her wonderful tongue motion and just before I started to release, she removed her mouth and pushed two fingers hard into me. She fucked me with her fingers until I collapsed on my knees before her. Then I felt her weight on me as she began to grind and rotate her clit against my right butt check.
She was slick and feeling how much she wanted me, stirred me up again. Her left leg was between mine and her right leg was on the outside of my right leg. The sound of her grunting each time she thrust her clit against me and her pushing me against the floor had me ready to cum again. She bit me on my right shoulder, lifted her upper body, locked her arms and fucked my butt cheek.
Before I had basically been letting her do all the work but I began to lift my hips and move around which seemed to give her much more delight. Her hands left the floor and pressed down hard on my shoulders. She was trying to keep me down but I kept her off balance enough that she lost continual contact with my cheek. She pressed herself on my hip where I was harder and she let out a deep groan as she continued to ride me. We were too hot to continue like this but we tried. I was stronger than her and kept turning my body until I was finally on my back with her above me.
Oh wow, to have had a camera at that moment when her face was sweating and glowing with passion. For an instant her eyes focused enough to see the fire in mine. Then there was total abandonment as we gyrated against each other. We were sliding, grinding and pounding against each other until we were aching for release. With her hands once more on the floor beside my head, but this time we faced each other, she rode me and rode me.
My hands were everywhere, her back, her face, her breast and finally I grasp her ass and held her down tight against me as we both groaned out our release. Her head was tossed back and her eyes were shut tight as she came on me. Then she collapsed on me. Her full weight made me smile even though I couldn't at the moment move anything else, couldn't even open my eyes.
Several minutes later, still breathing heavily, she moved to stand above me. She extended her hand and pulled me up till we were standing face to face. I know I had a stupid cocky grin on my face cause a woman had just unleashed her passion and fury on me. She held both sides of my face and kissed me sweetly. We stood there hugging each other and then she took my left hand and lead me toward the bed.
She motioned for me to lay down and I was more than ready to because I was exhausted. She slid over me until she was on the other side, pulled the cover over us and laid her pretty head on my shoulder. Three days later, her Ex moved out. A year later, Sophie moved in with me. That was nine years and eleven months ago. I bought a ring and on our tenth anniversary of meeting, I gonna ask my sweet love to marry me. /E\ (c)Salty2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Rusty 8
As they each sat sipping a light wine, candle light was the only illumination in the living room. Gayle's CD player was one of the items quickly sold so Rusty had bought her a new system. As they listened to a compilation CD of soft songs that Rusty had burned on her computer, their kisses and touches were getting more heated."Let's continue this down the hall" Rusty said breaking the kiss. Her pants was unsnapped and unzipped. Gayles hands were inside the pants and on a butt cheek. She wasn't ready to move yet.
Rusty's bra was above her breast and her shirt had been tossed. She had enjoyed just lightly kissing and licking the smooth legs. As she traveled upward Gayle's fragrance made her go faster. When she reached the center, Gayle pulled her head closer. Rusty was busy with her nose, lips, tongue and teeth and it was making Gayle crazy because Rusty wouldn't touch her where she most needed to be touched.
Rusty was enjoying the build-up. For months she had thought about what it would be like to really kiss, touch and inhale Gayle. Now that she had the chance, she intended to enjoy every second, and the way Gayle was responding was giving her clues as to when it was time to advance her actions. Gayle was disappointed when Rusty suddenly withdrew and manuevered her until she was sitting on Rusty's lap.
Rusty unsnapped the bra and then those hands were gently massaging Gayle's back. She couldn't hold back the moan when Rusty first palmed her bare breast. The moans came more often as her nipples were pinched and breast massaged. Rusty pulled Gayle back until she was reclining atop her. While her mouth claimed Gayle's neck, her hands moved on Gayle's torso, down to her hips, gently rubbing and sometimes gripping. Gayle felt like she was going to explode from anticipation. Rusty's touch was so gentle as her fingers felt the recently trimmed hair. She was glad that Gayle wasn't completely bare because she did like sliding her fingers through it.
"Please" was all that was required for Gayle to get what she needed. A deep moan escaped when Rusty first touched her c-spot. Once again Rusty's hand was at Gayle's mound, but this time her middle finger slipped over the sensitive nub, between the folds and entered the wetness. From the position they were in, Rusty couldn't go deep. With a hand at a breast and a hand at her center, it didn't take long for Gayle to release.
"Let's move this action" Rusty said after Gayle's breathing eased. Rusty whistled at Gayle's nude form just ahead of her. Gayle turned off the hall light and put a scarf over the lamp beside her bed because she wanted to see Rusty who had pulled back the covers and laid down. As Gayle turned on the radio, already set to her favorite station that played easy listening music, she enjoyed a few more moments of watching Rusty's lanky nude form on her bed.
"What is so funny?" Gayle asked beginning to wonder if Rusty found her body funny looking. Salena was a fuller size woman so maybe she was smaller than Rusty normally liked. But that thought didn't last long because the look in Rusty's eyes as she motioned Gayle nearer reassured her of Rusty's feelings. As she went closer her tongue slowly went across her top lip. The lanky woman made her breast move by flexing her chest muscles. That was enough looking from a distance for Gayle. She got on the bed, laid down, and they moved closer together facing each other.
"You make me feel funny. I mean you make me feel good" Rusty said as she ran an index finger from Gayle's ear, along the jaw line and back up. "I love you. Damn I don't know how that happened, but I do" Rusty confessed.
"You sound like you don't want to love me" Gayle said shakily.
"It's been a long time since I've felt like this and it's a little scary."
"I love you Rusty. I'll never intentionally hurt you" Gayle promised. Both women had misty eyes. She held Rusty silently and she could have sworn that she felt when Rusty finally let go of whatever had gripped her for so long. Then she felt Rusty's lips on her neck and hands were softly touching her.
After learning that Rusty was an out lesbian, Gayle wanted no contact with her because she knew that her mother wouldn't approve. From the first day that she had spoken to Rusty at the mailboxes, she had wanted her. The only way she could handle the emotions that sprang from that meeting was to totally ignore Rusty when she saw her. The truth was she couldn't stop thinking about the tall, attractive neighbor with the piercing eyes and half smile.
She knew that Rusty thought she was snubbing her, but at the time, it was the only way she could deal with her attraction. She had to keep her distance because no one had captured her interest the waythat Rusty did. But as time went on and she became better acquainted with Nancy and her handsomely beautiful daughter, she couldn't stay away from Rusty for long. Now, with all that had happened between them in a short time, she was able to fully express her passion and love for the woman who had captured her heart.
"Do you know how long I have wanted to have you here on my bed?" Gayle asked.
"For as long as I have wanted to be here with you" Rusty replied giving Gayle several kissy pecks on her face and neck.
"You have to tell and show me what you want Rusty. I've only been with one woman. I've read different things and watched the video but ..."
"Just do what feels good. Is there anything specific that you don't want to do?"
"I can't answer that right now because I'm feeling kind of greedy. I want you so bad, is that a bad thing to say?"
"It's okay to say what you feel, you never have to hold back with me. If I touch you in a way that you don't want just tell me."
The lovers talked for a bit longer, with their hands gently exploring the other's warm flesh. It wasn't long before they were pressed together and the soft kisses turned harder with passion. Rusty moved a leg between Gayle's when her neck was bit lightly. Gayle's left hand was running up and down Rusty's back while her right hand was busy with her lover's breast. Rusty's lips moved from Gayle's mouth to her ear and neck, then down to a breast. The heat and wetness from their centers, combined with the exploring hands and kisses had the women ready for release but they both wanted to prolong the excitement, so they stopped moving their hips. But that didn't slow the action for long because both were too heated. When Rusty's tongue entered her mouth and a finger slid over her c-spot, Gayle moaned and her hips moved seeking more. Rusty's middle and index fingers slid into Gayle's heated wetness as her lover sucked on her tongue.
"Rus-ty, ba-by please, harder. Hmm, yes, harder" Gayle panted as her chest heated up. Rusty's finger was pumping in and out of her faster and harder and the thumb was hitting her c-spot. Gayle's hips gyrated faster and her legs opened wider and closed tightly.
"Hmm, you're so wet baby. Do you like me inside you?" Rusty asked before sucking a nipple into her mouth. Gayle gave up on trying to caress Rusty. She laid flat and totally opened herself up to all the hot sensations that spread over her from head to toe.
"Please don't stop, Gayle begged when Rusty's finger slid out of her and began to stroke her c-spot.
Gayle watched with half closed eyes as Rusty's tongue flickered the nipple repeatedly then once again took as much of a breast in her mouth as she could. And then the lips were on Gayle's torso. Rusty was pushing hard into her again, then withdrawing partially making sure that her palm or thumb was giving Gayle's c-spot the attention it needed. When Gayle asked for it harder, she did it harder, varying the speed and depth. Each stroke of the long finger took Gayle closer to the edge that would take her to blissful madness. Her hips were rising and gyrating faster as if in some crazy dance. Gayle's moans, fragrance and the sound of her finger in her lover's wetness was taking Rusty closer to her own release.
The woman laid out before her was so beautiful that Rusty felt strong and weak both at the same time. Rusty wanted to give Gayle all the loving she had been denying herself because of the threats from her mother. She knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life giving her love pleasure.
"I love you Gayle" Rusty said gently kissing Gayle's lips once her breathing had eased. When Gayle opened her eyes, she looked directly into Rusty's and smiled.
"I love you Rusty" Gayle said as their tongues played as Gayle gently held Rusty's face. Rusty stared into her lovers eyes as she began to slowly rotate her hips. Gayle's hands rubbed Rusty's back and then down to her buttocks. That was a pleasant sensation all it's own, feeling the cheeks harden as Rusty pressed against her, and then soften.
"Gayle baby, you feel so good" Rusty told her lover.
"I love you on top of me. You've got me wanting to do things that I never trusted to tell anyone before you."
"Tell me. What do you want, what do you need?"
"Right this moment, what you are doing now. You feel so good."
"You like this huh?" Rusty asked pressing down harder with her hips. As Gayle was about to reply, Rusty eased a breast against Gayle's lips. The hungry mouth licked, bit and sucked on a breast and nipple until it was achingly hard.
"You're making me crazy. I want you so bad I can't stand it" Gayle panted and then she rolled Rusty over so that she was on top. Gayle using one arm to hold herself up, used the other hand to squeeze one of Rusty's breast. Rusty moved one of her hands to play with Gayle's breast. As Gayle bit Rusty's neck, she moved a hand downwards until she was running her fingers on Rusty's mound.
"Rusty baby, I want to be inside you" Gayle panted.
"Do me Gayle. Make me yours" Rusty said looking into her lover's glazy eyes. She moaned as Gayle slid a finger over her c-spot and slit exploringly. Gayle wanted to be deep inside her lover, so she gently slid a finger into the wet opening and the response from her lover gave her confidence to continue. When lips grazed a nipple, Rusty held Gayle's head tighter in place as her hips rose.
"Ah yeah baby, you feel so good I can't take much more of this."
"Go ahead and cum baby. Cum with me inside you" Gayle said as she pushed deeper and faster into her lover. It was the first time that she had been inside a woman. Her first and only female lover would not let her do it. The heat, wetness, fragrance and sounds of Rusty as she thrusted into her was intoxicating. It flashed in her mind that she was glad she got to experience her first penetration of a woman with Rusty, the woman she truly loved.
"Hmmmm, I'm gonna cum sweet baby."
"Yes, cum on me now" Gayle hissed as she watched her lover's face as Rusty reached that high point of esctacy, that hit hard, and then slowly eased.
Gayle moved up so that she was laying partially atop Rusty. She softly kissed Rusty's lips, face and then snuggled into her neck. Her finger remained inside until Rusty's breathing returned to normal. Gayle feeling wetness against her neck, raised enough to look at Rusty. She saw love inthose teary eyes and with foreheads touching, their tears mingled. The lovers kissed and wiped each other's tears. Gayle slid off of Rusty, pulled the spread over them. and placed her head against Rusty's shoulder.
A happy and relaxed Rusty knew that she had finally found the woman she wanted to wake up beside every morning. As she drifted off to sleep, it entered Gayle's thoughts that she hadn't tasted Rusty's essence, but it would have to wait because her body was exhausted. There would be many more nights and days when she would get to explore more of her love. Gayle marvelled at how much she loved Rusty and knew she would fight, if necessary, anyone who tried to separate them.
THE END (c)Salty2009
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