Date: Thu, 02 Aug 2007 22:47:05 +0100
From: Stephaine King <chantie_jr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Adriana's Bet. chapter 1 & 2; First Installment

Genres: Drama, Romance Warnings: Adult Language, Graphic sexual situations,
Mild Violence, Rape, Sexual situations

Summary:
20 year old Adriana Larsen; described by others as a love rat and a
heartbreaker, better described by herself as the centre of everybody's
attention and invincible, discovers that she's not quite as immortal as she
thinks, when she accepts a bet she simply cannot refuse.

This is a submission of the first two chapters. I own the characters.
they're mine goddamn it! lol


Adriana's Bet

Chapter One: Two First Experiences:
             Youth and childhood play such an important part in who a person
is. It affects almost every aspect of a persons personality.
childhood and youth either moulds into good, or they scold and scar.
            For twenty-year-old Adriana Larsen scolds and scars were
something she knew only too well. She'd hidden her scars to the best of her
ability; she was always bubbly and witty. The only thing that hinted at her
scars were her one-night stand with anything female and her apparent fear of
commitment.
            Adriana's childhood wasn't one of a good one. She recalled
having numerous stepfathers, one of which raped her. Her mother was almost
never sober and to this day Adriana hasn't a clue who her biological father
could be. On many occasions, when one of her many stepfathers would return
home from a night out dinking, Adriana would prepare her ears for the
yelling and her body for a brutal beating. In some cases she'd witnessed her
mother being assaulted;thrown from pillar to post. Feeling powerless in the
fact that she couldn't do anything, she would just lay in bed almost
rigormortis with fear. The violence, the abuse the alcohol. it was all a lot
to flaunt in front of a child and still expect that child not to surface
with just a few scars.
            Despite her troubles, Adriana blossomed into a beautiful young
woman. She had shoulder length, jet-black hair, with a tan that could be
derived only from the Miami sun complimenting it. Those full lips and dark
brown eyes made her a very desirable woman. all of her curves were where
they needed to be and she was slender, with an average height of about five
foot five. All in all she was eminently attractive and had no problem what
so ever getting the ladies. In fact, the only problem was ridding herself of
them, but somehow she managed.
            It had been a long time since Adriana had last thought about her
youth and childhood, but she pushed it all to the back of her mind as she
walked into Le Boissons, the local cofee shop. Immediately her friends
spotted her and waved her over. Adriana was hard to miss. her beauty made
sure of that.
            Casey stood and flung her arms around Adriana,"Hello babe. You
ok?" Casey asked before resuming her seat.
"Hey Case. Hi guys." Replied Adriana after leaning forward and taking a sip
of Nicole's frappuccino, which resulted in a quick, sharp slap on the hand.
Upon seeing Adriana everyone around the table eyed her, pondering whether to
ask her about her latest one-night-stand.
            "So Adriana, did you get that that girl to go back to yours last
night?" Bella asked, wide eyed.
Discussing Adriana's love life, if you could call it love, was popular in
amongst this group of friends. They loved the drama it provided and often
compared it to a soap opera. although in the past it bared too much of a
likeliness to a soap opera; Adriana had gotten stalked for at least three
months straight. Love sick teenage girls.
casey found herself staring at Adriana, as did everyone else around the
table.
"Actually i went back to hers. Do you guys even have to ask? You know i can
have anyone i want." There were traces of arrogance in her voice as she
spoke.
            "I can't believe you did that Erika! I'm sick and tired of it.
We live together and you continue to do this! You could at least deny it,
especially with marianne's credibility. Maybe...erm, maybe we should just
end it!" Christy was now the new focus of attention. Walking over and
pulling up a seat, she angrily slammed her phone on the table.
            Shiana was kind of the mother of the group. If you needed
advice, you talked to her, and she took on the role wilingly. At
thrity-five, and single, she was convinced that advising her friends was the
closest she was ever going to get to being a mother. She put her had to
Christy's back and gently began rubbing.
"Has Erika been fucking around on you again?" In response to Shiana's
question. Christy sighed, letting Shiana know that her assumption was
correct. "You need to let her go. She's no good for you Chris." Shiana gave
her advise, still rubbing Christy's back.
"I know. I just told her that maybe we should end it. But i know, and i'm
pretty sure she knows, i don't mean it. Why do i love her so much? Things
are so messed up with us." All the girls around the table excluding Adriana
gave their best look of sympathy for Christy.
"It'll be ok." Said Casey.
           Christy was a fiery red head who was the object of many men and
women's attention. But it didn't matter how many offers she recieved because
she always chose Erika. Erika had cheated on Christy so many times, that it
was hard to count on fingers and toes. She'd told Christy that she wasn't
one for exclusive relationships, " It wouldn't be fair to deprive all those
women out there who want a little Erika lovin'." Erika would joke. But
Christy knew she meant it. Erika just didn't consider her promiscuousness
cheating.
          Her latest offence occured at the women's White Party in Palm
Springs, where she had taken two girls up to the hotel room that she and
Christy were supposed to be sharing. She almost would've gotten away with
her infidelity if Marianne Welter, self-proclaimed shit stiring gossip,
hadn't spotted her sneaking the girls out half dressed.
          It was easy for Shiana to say,"You need to let h er go." But
christy was in love. When Erika wasn't cheating, she was an extraordinary
woman. She was loving, affectionate, passionate, and had many other
endearing characteristics. Those were the things Christy loved about Erika
and she knew that it was going to take all the will power in the world to
get out of the relationship.
          "Well Chris, " Adriana scratched her head nonchalantly while
selecting her words,"If you want my two cents, didn't Erika tell you that
she didn't do monogamy?" Christy nodded, disenchanted by the path the
conversation seemed to be venturing down.
"Then you're not going to change her. No one can do that but her. Fucking
around is who she is...And you guys are alway telling me to settle down, and
find someone. What, and end up like Christy here? Nope! i'm perfectly fine
going out, picking up some random chick and then never speaking to her
again."
Shiana looked at Adriana with her mother glare to let her know that her
comment was highly insensitive.
"I'm sorry Chris. All i'm saying is that i can get whomever i want. yet i'm
still single, and i have a very healthy sex life. That's enough for me."
Adriana's apology was satisfactory, and Shiana removed her glare.
         "Yeah Adriana. You're gorgeous, but i bet you couldn't convert a
christian, right-wing, republican, straight girl." Nicole stated.
"Nick it's like Liesha hayley from The L word says. All women are straight
util they're not." Adriana said. Everyone laughed at her snappy comeback."
Om my gosh! Nicole, you're serious. You actually think i can't convert?
Asked Adriana after taking a look at the sincerity in Nicole's eyes. A
wicked streak arose in Adriana's eyes. She leaned forward and beckoned
Nicole closer, " Next Saturday, i will convert a straight woman." Having
said that, Adriana sat back in her seat. It was a bet.
         Life for Shannon Jefferson was good. she had a steady job
waitressing and a moderate amount of money coming in. Most of her free time
was spent with friends, who never quite understood why she was single. After
all, shannon was a pulchritudinous brunette with piercing green eyes; the
kind you could lose yourself in.
         Angela, Shannon's best friend, knew the reason for Shannon's lack
of companionship. To put it simply: she was too picky. Even Brad Pitt
wouldn't have sufficed her need for a man. Although Shannon was alone, her
life wasn't at all ;'''empty, at least she didn't feel that way. She was
happy. Being outspoken and arrogant weren't qualities she exhibited. She was
more of a coy, credulous, introverted individual, and only spoke when
necessary. self-esteem was average; not overly high, and not too low.
Nineteen-year-old Shannon Jefferson was a breathtaking view, independent,
and just living her life.
         It was saturday night and emotions were running high as the group
got ready to go to their favourite club: Hott! just as they did every
saturday. It was almost religion.
"Right! We all ready? I know i am." Shouted Adriana, excitement coursing
through her veins. She was looking forward to the challenge she'd been
assigned. After applying the last of her lipstick, she put away her pocket
mirror.
         "So is this bet between you and Nicole still on?" Asked Shiana.
Adriana nodded, "You know it is. I'm going to win and prove her wrong."
Replied Adriana, further displaying her narcissism.
         Just then Casey walked out of her bedroom and into the hallway with
a look of disgust writted all over her face. "Don't tell me you're still
going through with operation-fuck-a-straight-girl?"
Adriana nodded emphatically, "If you ask me, someone is going to get hurt."
Casey continued, secretly referring to herself.
       Since the tender age of fifteen Casey had been developing feelings
for Adriana and hated it when she paraded around with other women. but it
was no longer merely infactuation. Casey's feelings were bordering on love.
       Losing on her attempt to discourage Adriana from going through with
the bet, Casey unlocked the front door, let herself and the girls out, and
then locked it.
       The girls were at Hott! for about an hour before Adriana announced
that she was going to the club down town: Crush! or as they liked to call
it: The breeders hatch. Crush! unlike Hott! was a heterosexual club ans was
only five minutes away. Casey and Bella offered to assist Adriana on her way
over to Crush!
      Once setting foot in Crush! the three girls scanned the scene. There
were plenty of guys and women. It was your all around straight bar. People
were dancing, kissing, drunk. It was a bit to take in but Adriana was on a
mission and nothing was to get in her way.
        Looking around, Bella spoke. "Are you sure you're going to be ok
here alone?" She said with concern.
"I'll be fine."
"Be safe ok?" Said Casey, as if she was leaving her friend with aliens. She
gave Adriana one last hug before leaving.
         Adriana surveyed the place before he found a seat at the bar. She
gave herself a little time to fully take in what was before her, when
someone across the bar caught her eye. She'd taken on the look of a hunter,
and this lady sitting across from her was her prey. Adriana bit her bottom
lip and fantasized about rubbing her hand all over this woman's body.
        Just as she got up, a tall ,dark and handsome man approached her.
She sighed, already thinking of ways to get rid of him.
"Hey. Haven't seen you in here before. Do you come here often?" The man
smiled and his thousand-watt smile shone. His lack of originality and
cheesiness irritated Adriana to the highest degree. She kept her eyes on the
woman across the bar.
"No. Actually this is my first time here. I'm usually at Hott!" That remark
wiped the mans smile clean of of his face, and a look of inquisitiveness
took hold of his expression.
"But that's an all girl club."
"Yeah. I kinda figured that out when i started hanging out there." The man
laughed to mask his embarrasment.
"So do you want to dance?"
"I like women. Oh and do you come here often? Please! That's the wort and
oldest chat-up line of them all." She patted him on the back and headed
towards the woman that had demanded her attention.
         When Adriana reached the young woman, she just stared, awe-stuck
and taking in just how beautiful she really was. A few times the woman
glanced at Adriana who was standing just a few inches away. But they failed
to keep eyes. Adriana had to talk to her.
         "Hey." Adriana greeted the woman, holding her hand out.
"Hi" Replied the woman, taking Adriana's hand and shaking it firmly.
"You have a firm grip there erm..."
"Shannon. Shannon Jefferson."
"Nice name. My parents called me Adriana Larsen." Adriana could not take her
eyes off of Shannon's. They were the most piercing, unusual looking eyes
she'd ever seen. For a moment the two stood in complete silence. It's not
that Adriana was nervous. She was just taken back by how peerlessly
delectable Shannon's eyes were, it was taking a little time to adjust to
them. "Are you wearing contact lenses?" Adriana asked, her eyes locked with
Shannon's.
"No. Why do you ask?" Shannon was confused as to why this complete stranger
was even talking to her, let alone asking if her eyes were real or not.
"Crap! Is she some kind of sales woman?" Shannon thought to herself, but
that concept was quickly thrown out of the window when Adriana came out
with, "It's just that i've never seen a pair of eyes like that before.
They're gorgeous. You do know that don't you?" Adriana smiled, sensing that
Shannon was a little uncomfortable with the compliment. It was at that very
moment Shannon realised that perhaps Adriana liked her a little more than
she considered appropriate. The thought of another woman being attracted to
her scared Shannon half to death. Her heart began to race and the glare of
Adriana's eyes on her skin felt hot. She was always told that lesbianism was
wrong, and believed so herself. Her parents, as well as society, had
ploughed that into her brain from young. It was men she liked,not women.
Standing there unsure of what to say was fast becoming boring. Shannon was
avoiding eye contact and was trembling with anxiety. This was the most
nervous she'd ever been in her life, and it showed.
           "Did i offend you?" Adriana, seeming solicitous and placing her
hand on Shannon's shoulder. Shannon'e eyes found the floor, "I'm sorry if i
did. Your eyes are just really captivating...Sorry. I'm doing it again."
Both Adriana and Shannon laughed a little.
"No,no. You didn't erm, you...you didn't offend me at all. It's just that
Hott! is up town. Are you sure you're in the right place?" Shannon couldn't
believe she'd just let those words slip. When she thought about it, her
words did seem a little rude.
"If by the right place you mean where ever you are, then yes." Adriana never
failed to comeback with something witty. This situation was becoming more
and more intense. Shannon wasn't even equipped to handle the flirtatious
nature of a man, nevermind the libidinousness of Adriana. Now knowing
Adriana's intentions,Shannon could no longer look her in the eye.
"You're nice and everything, but i'm not like that...sorry." Apologised
Shannon, trying her best not to hurt Adriana's feelings. After all, she did
seem nice.
"It's ok. If i can't get you into my bed then maybe we could just be
friends." Shannon smiled meaning that she agreed.
"Can i get you a drink Shannon?" Offfered Adriana.
"Thanks. I'll erm have a erm...Serial Killer please."
"You like your drink strong."
Shannon was astonded at how well Adriana was taking her knock back. She'd
lost count of the guys that had approached her and not gotten what they
wanted to hear, and so stormed off.
           As the night progressed, the two consumed more drinks. The
thought of two women together was starting to appeal to Shannon. Just a few
hours ago, the thought of lesbianism disgusted her and was entirely wrong.
Now she was considering taking Adriana up on her offer. In the fight between
the angel and the devil, in Shannon's head, consuming alcohol was just like
handing the devil a double barrel shotgun to blow the angel off of Shannon's
right shoulder with. The two danced, exchanged numbers, and talked for the
rest of the night. Soon the club was closing and people were making their
way out.
           They stepped outside and immediately felt the cold hit their
skin.
"I had a good time tonight." Shannon said without even thinking about it. If
she wasn't inebriated on the three Serial Killer's she'd consumed, there was
no way in hell she would have said that.
"Me too."
Shannon's back was against the wall and Adriana stood inches away from her
face. The feelings Shannon was experiencing were foreign. Suddenly she was
attracted to another woman. Adriana had planted a seed in her head and
allowed it to grow. Now the thought of Adriana and herself together was
enticing. Gradually their proximity grew more and more intense, and they
almost got the feeling of drifting together. Their lips touched, parted and
grasped at one another again. Initially, Shannon froze and felt trepidation,
but when Adriana's tongue found its way into Shannon's mouth, she melted.
Never in her life had anybody ever kissed her in this way. The passion
involved in the brief kiss was incredible. Shannon was hooked and she knew
it. Soon the two released the lip lock and just gazed amorously into each
other's eyes. Adriana canted her head to the side, a slight smile playing on
her features. She knew the conversion was complete. Shannon's countenance
said it all and more. Adriana then went in for a second time, allowing their
tongues to mingle once more. Shannon borke free, "Your place or mine?" There
was a hint of urgency to her voice a she near enough pleaded.
"Yours." Whispered Adriana...
           They stumbled into Shannon's apartment just after 2.00am. Within
seconds they were under Shannon's duvet and completely naked. Adriana
lowered Shannon gently onto her back and kissed her way from her collar bone
to her neck, chewing and kissing the sesitive areas. A multitude of moans
escaped Shannon's lips as she shuddered with every new sensation. She
brushed Adriana's  thick locks out of her face so that she could
concerntrate on the task of teasing her nipples. It felt good to have
Adriana's warm mouth surrounding her erect nipple; circling it, and grazing
it with her teeth, while having her left breast massaged simultaneously.
Ever since spotting Shannon in the club, this is what Adriana wanted to be
doing. Like most occasions Adriana always got what she wanted. Adriana took
it upon herself to position her body between Shannon's legs, and slowly but
with enough force to send Shannon nuts, push her clitoris against Shannon's.
Back and forth. As both their arousal escalated, so did the moisture between
their legs. It served as wonderful lubrication, bringing them both just that
little bit closer to gratification. Shannon panted furiously with the
increasing speed at which Adriana motioned her hips back and forth. Anyone
would think they'd just ran a marathon, especially with the beads of sweat
glistening off of their perfect bodies. Shannon ached to be touched in the
most intimate way. Adriana knew this, as she'd felt exactly the same way the
first time she was with a woman.
"Fuck!" Shannon cried out in complete and utter ecstacy. She couldn't keep
her hands off of Adriana, caressing her back, squeezing and kneading her
heart-shaped buttocks. If she didn't have her legs wrapped around Adriana's
body, she'd be saying how magnificent it was.
Adriana grinned. She was seeing a very different pesron to the meek, shy
girl she'd met at the club.
"Do you like that?" Adriana teased, once again upping the pace at which the
rubbed her wet clitoris against Shannon's.
"God, it feels amazing." Shannon was barely able to respond
"Well," Adriana sexily whispered while slowing down, "Amazing? You're not
gonna remember who you are after i'm done with you."
Lifting her body away from Shannon's, Adriana slowly allowed her hand to
glide down to Shannon's pubic region. You could almost hear Shannon's pulse;
she was pleading for Adriana to touch her in her most intimate place.
Adriana ran her fingers over Shannon's folds, teasing at the spot. Every
touch sent chills up and down her body. Satisfied with the torment she'd
wreaked over Shannon, Adriana moved down to explor further. She eagerly
awaited her first taste of Shannon. The aroma of sex was rich in the air,
arousing the two women more. Shannon was almost in pain, she was so aroused,
and sought out nothing but relief. Adriana's tongue began flickering against
her clitoris, trying to bring her to that vast peak of desire. She'd felt no
other sensation like it. She had to grab the nearest pillow to her and hold
it over her own mouth. Shannon could be loud. And just when she thought
heaven had not a superior floor, she felt Adriana's lips clamp her clit. Her
lips were so unbelievably soft, and skilled in dexterity. The feeling was
simply amazing. Adriana held Shannon's hips but it was useless. By now
Shannon's hips were thrashing about. She was evidently losing control.
Climax was fast approaching. This is when Adriana slowed her role. She
didn't want things to end just yet. She stopped sucking, and began licking
up Shannon's juices. Storing the love honey in her mouth, Adriana moved up
and planted a soft, sensual kiss on Shannon's mouth. Purposely, Adriana
slipped her tongue into the nineteen-year-olds mouth, allowing her for the
first time, a taste of her own arousal. Shannon moaned in Adriana's
mouth,lapping up the sweet taste. Once again Adriana broke the kiss and
headed back down south. When she returned to her favourite task, she was
surprised to see that more love juice had accumulated. She then carefully
inserted two fingers and began to slowly thrust; being sure to enter deep.
"Oh my gosh." Gasped Shannon, between laboured breaths. Her words only
inspired Adriana to lick and thrust faster. Like a bolt from the blue,
Shannon's body arched violently, and she dug her heels into Adriana's back.
Orgasm had taken full grip of her and it seemed like hours before it let go.
Her eyes were tightly shut, and when she opened them she romantically ran
her fingers through Adriana's hair. Adriana, already watching her, continued
to lick Shannon's sensitive clitoris. Their eyes met, and Adriana felt an
explanation was in order
           "Can't let all of your honey go to waste now can i?" Shannon
smirked faintly and pulled adriana up so that they were lying beside one
another.
"So tell me, are you still straight?" Adriana chuckled already knowing the
answer.
"Will you hold me?" Asked a nervous Shannon. The alcohol was wearing off,
and all of the inhibitions were back. Adriana placed both arms around her
waist, spooning her from behind. This gave Shannon a sense of warmth
security that she knew she'd been living far too long without; and that she
now knew she could never be without.
           When morning rolled around, Adriana stirred to the sound of the
bathroom door being slammed. She stretched and squinted as the warmth of the
suns raise shone on her face. In the daylight she noticed photos on the
walls that she'd missed last night, in her haste to romp with the young girl
who was probably the daughter on the aged man posing in most of them. After
throwing her clothes on, Adriana realized that Shannon was still in the
bathroom, and she wasn't taking a bath because it was one of those houses
with a seperate toilet and bathroom. Kicking her way thorough the messy
clothes that had made a home of the floor, Adriana knocked the door she'd
witnessed being slammed...There was no reply.
          Shannon froze, hearing the knock and her body became rigid. She
didn't know what to think, her head was everywhere but firm on her shoulders
and the only trace of alcohol left was her slight headache. it was becoming
apparent that Adriana was right when she'd told Shannon that she wasn't
going to remember who she was. Who was she now that she'd slept with another
woman? She felt liberated and scared all at the same time. After all, last
night was the most sensual, passionate night of her life. The attention she
recieved was unheard of, at least in Shannon's case anyway. She was a
gorgeous girl, but the men she usually went for were pillow queens; only
interested in how she could please them. Adriana wasn't like that. In fact,
last night was all about Shannon. That was probably why she was feeling so
special deep down. But Adriana was a woman and it just wasn't right.
         "You ok in there Shannon?" Adriana knocked again. Still there was
no response. The rush of emotions sent Shannon into breaking down, and the
tears began.
Feeling a little uneasy, Adriana held her ear to the door and heard the
crying. She was satisfied that Shannon was alive, "I'm going to leave now,
so when i go, don't forget to lock your door." But still she felt she
couldn't leave on such an awkward note, "I'm sorry if it's my fault." With
that Adriana unlocked the door with the keys she saw on the table and left
quietly.
         Shannon sat on her bathroom floor, regretting what she'd just done.
There were a myraid of things going through her head; a lot of doubts and
uncertainties. But the only thing she was certain about was that she wanted
to see Adriana again, even if it was just to apologize.

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