Date: Fri, 26 Aug 2005 00:02:45 GMT
From: "aann74@juno.com" <aann74@juno.com>
Subject: Missing You, Missing Me Ch. 4

April awoke slowly, letting her eyes adjust to the morning sun that was
pouring through the French doors she had left open last night. She reached
out for Alyshia and only found an empty bed. Coming fully awake, she sat up
a little and looked around her apartment.  Finally, she found a little slip
of paper, folded in half, laying on the pillow next to her with her name
written on the front.

She got this feeling of foreboding, already sensing she wasn't going to
like what the note said. Just the same, she propped herself up against the
headboard and reached for the note, slowly opening it.

"April, Sorry to leave like this but I got up to check my email and found a
job offer I just can't pass up. They wanted me in L.A. this morning so I
caught a cab to the airport. I'll try to e-mail you later. I left
everything I was able to find so far in a folder on the coffee table. I had
a great time.  Love, Alyshia"

Angry, April smashed the note into a ball and sent it sailing towards the
French doors.  She watched, a little impressed with herself, as she watched
the crumbled ball fly through the air, through the doors, over the balcony,
clear the flower beds, then arch towards the ground, disappearing from
sight.

Groaning, April scooted deeper into the bed and pulled the covers up over
her head.  Lying there, staring at the underside of the bedspread, she
seriously considered just staying here the rest of the day. Any time your
days starts with a Dear Jane letter, its only going to get worse from here,
so why bother at all. "I'll just stay here, go back to sleep, and when I
get up tomorrow, my luck will be a helluva lot better," she thought.

Contemplating the merits of never leaving the bed, she thought she heard a
noise. She pulled the sheet down a little so she could hear
better. Listening, she realized the noise she heard was someone knocking on
her door. "Go away!" she shouted, and dived back under the covers.

Seconds later, she only heard silence and sighed with relief. There was no
way she was going to answer that. They way her day started, she knew who
ever was at her door was just trouble.

She heard the muffled sound of her screen door slamming shut and she bolted
upright in bed, the bedspread dropping to her waist. There, standing in the
middle of her hallway with her hands on her hips, was none other that
Jasmine Dupree.

"Shit! Go away, Jasmine. I'm not in the mood to fight with you again."
April quickly plopped down on her bed, twisting to lie on her stomach,
pulling the covers back over her as she went. She laid there, buried under
the covers, alert to any little sound, but all she could hear was her heart
hammering in her chest.

Jasmine stood in the hallway considering the lump in the middle of the
bed. This wasn't quite the welcome she was hoping for. She'd been staked
out in her car since about five this morning. She parked at the opposite
street corner waiting for the blonde to leave.  When she'd seen the cab
pick her up, then pull away, she started her car and drifted it across the
street to park at the corner, at the end of April's little alleyway. She
had walked as far as the bottom of the steps, then had spent the morning
sitting on the bottom step. She didn't want to wake April up, or show up
too soon after April's lover left, afraid April would get suspicious. When
she'd heard a noise, she'd glanced over just in time to see a crumbled ball
of paper hit the ground with a small plopping noise, just a foot away.
Startled at first, she looked up, and then realized that April must have
thrown it out the window. She picked it up, scanned it, and felt a moment
of glee as she read the blonde's note. Man, she hadn't even bothered to
wake April up to say good-bye, just took off in the middle of the
night. The plan her and Mama had worked out yesterday was going even better
than she had hoped.

She sat back down on the steps, trying to give April a few minutes, and
then found she didn't have the patience to wait. Knocking at the door, she
could feel the excitement bubbling inside her. April's rough order to
leave, though, had taken some of the wind out of her sails. Now, watching
April hide under the covers, she felt herself deflate a little more. She'd
suspected April might not be entirely happy to see her, but she had
pictured a slightly better greeting than this.

Feeling irritated, she stomped over to the other side of the bed and
flopped down on her back, lying beside April. She folded her hands over her
stomach and stared at the ceiling.  Fine, she'd just wait her out.

April felt the bed shift and knew Jasmine was lying only inches away. She
sucked in a breath and felt her heart pick up speed. It was torture to be
this close, but not able to touch her. For all she knew, Jasmine was just
here to ask about Jade. Or maybe Jasmine had gotten board and decided she'd
come around for another battle royal. God, she was getting sick of
this. One minute they were fucking each other blind, and the next they were
tearing each other to shreds. She couldn't take much more.

Frustrated and mad, April stuck her head out. "Are you deaf?! I said go
away, Jasmine.  I'm not in the mood for you right now." That said, she
dived back under the covers, securing them tightly over her head.

Jasmine couldn't help but smirk. Normally, April came across as cool,
bordering on flat out hard cold. It was kind of fun to see her get all
pissed off, even more fun knowing she seemed to have a natural talent for
pushing April's buttons. Then again, that went both ways. That thought
wiped the smirk off of her face. Deciding they weren't going to get any
where like this. Jasmine shifted around, pulled the sheets up on her side,
and dived under them.

Next thing April knew, she was lying on her back with Jasmine on top of
her. Man, she hated it when Jasmine got one over on her. She kept
forgetting how quick Jasmine could move when she wanted to.

"Morning sunshine," Jasmine purred. All she got in return was an angry
look, and she could feel April's body tense. She didn't want this to spiral
out of control into another fight so, instead of goading her; Jasmine just
laid her cheek on April's chest and curled her hands over the top of
April's shoulders. She'd just wait her out from here.

Every nerve ending in her body had sprung to life the instant Jasmine's
body touched hers, and April cursed her body for a traitor. She always fell
apart around Jasmine. Her pussy would just go wet the minute Jasmine walked
into the same room. No matter how angry she was, Jasmine would get close
enough to touch and she'd just snap. Well, not today. Today she needed to
hold on to what little pride she had left. If she gave her the chance,
Jasmine would snap what was left of her heart right in half. She couldn't
go there.

Jasmine lay there, listening to April's pounding heart. She knew what
effect she had on April, but today it didn't seem to be working to her
advantage. Frustrated, she pushed herself up, ready to pick a fight, then
stopped at the weary look on April's face. Jasmine lowered her head, which
gave her an excellent view of April's breasts. Knowing that wouldn't help,
she jumped off April, pushing the sheets out of her way, and sat at the
edge of the bed, her back to April.

April grabbed the sheets and tucked them back around her, thankful and
sorry, at the same time, that Jasmine had pulled away. Confused and
frustrated, she wiggled on to her side, giving Jasmine her back and stared
at her apartment.

Jasmine looked over her shoulder when she felt the bed shift, just in time
to see April turn over and give her, her back. April had the sheets tucked
under her arm, exposing most of her phoenix tattoo. She felt a little tug
on her heart and knew she couldn't leave things like this.

April tensed up when she felt Jasmine snuggle against her back, Jasmine's
arm snaking around to wrap itself around her waist. She stared at her
kitchen, suddenly finding it incredibly interesting. "What do you want,
Jasmine?" she snapped.

Jasmine pressed a kiss to April's back, then snuggled her nose against
April's neck. "I want to talk, cher," she whispered in April's ear. "But
right now isn't the time. You're mad at me, which you have a right to
be. Plus, you're not a morning person, which is just adding to your
irritation. Go back to sleep and we'll talk when you wake up."

"You gonna leave?"

"I don't want to. Please, April, let me stay. I just want to hold you for a
little while, if that's ok?"

April didn't respond. Maybe if she went back to sleep, she'd wake up
feeling better able to talk to Jasmine without starting a fight. She closed
her eyes and willed herself to sleep.  Feeling worn out, it was easier than
she thought it would be, to slide back into sleep.

Jasmine let out a sigh of relief when she felt April relax in her arms. She
listened as April's breathing evened out, turned shallow, and she knew she
was finally asleep. She rested her forehead against April's back and tired
to figure out what to do once April woke up.

##

Gradually, she felt her eyes opening. She wasn't sure how long she'd been
out. She twisted around to face Jasmine and only found an empty bed. Coming
more fully awake, she looked around her apartment and, discovering it
empty, disappointment stabbed through her. Jasmine had promised they would
talk when she woke up and now, finding Jasmine gone, she realized just how
much she had wanted that. Wanted to talk things out.

Finally, her eyes landed on a piece of paper, folded, and taped to her
lampshade. Her name was written on the front in familiar handwriting. She
ripped it off the lamp and unfolded it. Today seemed to be a day for notes.

"If you can find me, you can have me.  If you can find me, you can do
anything you want to me.  But find me fast, love, because I'm dripping wet
and won't be able to wait for you much longer.  Love, Jasmine."

April jerked upright, scooting to sit on the side of the bed, and reread
the letter. Her eyes lingered on the way Jasmine had signed it, and she
felt hope spread through her. Was this Jasmine's way of getting back
together? She knew now she wanted that, very much.

She read the letter a third time and felt her body heat up. Jumping out of
bed, she took a quick shower, dressed, and rushed out of the apartment. The
letter hadn't said where Jasmine was, but she assumed it was her
house. Pulling out into traffic, she pushed hard on the gas pedal, visions
of Jasmine naked and wet spurring her on.

Twenty minutes later, April skidded to a halt in front of Jasmine's front
door and leaped out of the car. Racing for it, she took the front steps in
one long stride, and then skidded to a stop as she spotted an envelope
taped to the door. She ripped this one off too, briefly hoping she hadn't
damaged the paint job, and then tore it open, finding two pieces of paper
inside. Yanking them out, she noticed one was a map. She opened the other
piece and found another letter.

"You're getting closer, cher, and so am I. Hurry up. Jasmine."

Taking the hint, April rushed back to her car. She took things slow this
time, having to give the map all of her attention, but as she took the last
turn onto a dirt road surrounded by trees, she pushed down on the
accelerator. Suddenly, she burst out of the trees into a clearing, saw
Jasmine's car just a few feet away and, jerking the steering wheel to the
right while hitting the brake, skidded to a stop beside the
mustang. Leaping out of the car, she quickly looked around, searching for
signs of Jasmine. She noticed they were in a little meadow at the top of a
small cliff, a river running by at the base, leaving a small beach between
it and the cliff. Turning around, she stopped dead in her tracks, having
found Jasmine. She was about 50 feet away, lying on a blanket underneath
this huge oak tree, buck-naked. April slowly walked over to her, her heart
pounding.

Jasmine felt like she'd been waiting here forever, sitting on the blanket
in nothing but a robe. When she heard a car churning up the road, she knew
it was April, and quickly undressed, lying down on the blanket. Her head
had jerked up when she heard the car burst out of the woods, and watched in
amazement as April skidded to a stop, driving like a NASCAR driver,
stopping just inches from her own beloved convertible.

Now she lay there staring at the sky, listening to April's footsteps, her
heart beating faster and faster with every step. A shadow fell over her and
she looked down towards her feet to find April standing at the edge of the
blanket. She waited, but April never said a word, she just stood there
staring at her. She still had her sunglasses on, so Jasmine couldn't read
her reaction. Slowly, she bent her knees, her feet flat against the
blanket, and spread her legs open.

April was rooted to the spot. Jasmine was lying there, gorgeous and naked,
her long, curly red hair spilling out around her. It felt like a dream come
true and April briefly wondered if she should pinch herself. Then Jasmine
spread her legs open, giving her a wicked grin. She felt her body
shake. The drive over here had only served to wind her up like a top, all
that time thinking of what she would do to Jasmine once she found her. She
whipped off her sunglasses, tossed them aside, and watched in awe as
Jasmine slowly trailed her fingers down her body, then slid a finger
between her pussy lips. Staring, she watched as Jasmine brought that finger
to her mouth, licking it clean.

"I'm so wet for you, cher. Are you gonna stand there all day, or do
something about it?"

Jasmine's voice was soft and husky, and she ran out of patience. Sinking to
her knees, she swooped down between Jasmine's legs and shoved her tongue
between her lips and began to tongue fuck her in earnest.

Jasmine squealed at the sudden invasion. Watching the heat rise in April's
eyes, she knew she was about to pounce, but she hadn't quite expected this
instant fucking. Her hips jerked and she reached out, burying her hands in
April's hair, pressing her face closer to her aching mound.

April felt herself go wild. She couldn't get enough of Jasmine; drink
enough of her sweet honey. Still pounding Jasmine's love box with her
tongue, she reached up and started flicking her clit with her
finger. Jasmine's fingers dug deeper into her hair so, encouraged, she
pinched the hot button between her thumb and finger and started to twist
and tug. She could hear Jasmine's breathy whimpers turn to squeals of
pleasure, then shrieks, as April's tongue found her G-spot. Soon Jasmine
had her hands behind her on the blanket and, leaning on them for support,
started bucking and slamming herself against April's face. April tighten
her grip on Jasmine's ass, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh,
squeezing. Suddenly, Jasmine screamed her name and fell back against the
ground, her hands clenching the blanket in her fists, and April could feel
Jasmine's body twitch and convulse as her orgasm overtook her.

April sank down beside Jasmine, her body shaking with need, but she tried
to keep herself under control, giving Jasmine time to recover. Slowly,
Jasmine felt her body calm and she turned her head, locking eyes with
April. She sensed her trembling and, giving her a slow smile, started to
undress her. Jasmine moved quickly, knowing April was right at the
edge. Once she had her naked, she fell back beside her, capturing her mouth
while she let her hand glide down and slip a finger between her
legs. Feeling how wet April was, Jasmine quickly added two more fingers and
slowly worked them in and out, as their tongues warred inside April's
mouth. April sank her hands in Jasmine's hair, pulling her tight against
her, and Jasmine quicken the pace of her fingers, pumping them in and
out. She felt April's groan vibrate through her, and soon April was bucking
and whimpering against her. Jasmine felt April's juices spilling out over
her hand as she came.

Slowly, April sank back against the blanket, not letting go of Jasmine's
head. She stared into the greenest eyes she'd ever seen and knew that, if
Jasmine walked away from her this time, it would break her.

Jasmine saw the uncertainty in April's eyes and felt a moment of
guilt. Then she gave April a light, reassuring kiss, telling her without
words that she wasn't going anywhere.  The kiss ended and April released a
shaky breath.

"God, Jasmine, we have to quite doing this to each other. One of these days
we may end up fucking each other to death," she said on a laugh.

"There's worse ways to go," Jasmine purred, smiling down at April. She bent
down for another kiss, keeping it gentle and sweet. It didn't take long,
though, before she could feel the heat building between them again, but it
wasn't as urgent this time. She rolled to her side, pulling April with her,
not breaking the kiss.

They took their time now, kissing and caressing each other, gently
exploring each other's bodies with their hands. April let her hand glide
down Jasmine's back and cupped one small globe in her hand, gently
squeezing and kneading the soft skin. Jasmine squirmed against her. April
grabbed the back of Jasmine's knee and pulled it up over her hip, so that
Jasmine's leg was stretched out straight. She let her hand glide back to
her ass, her fingers skimming the underside of Jasmine's leg as she
went. Reaching her slit, she took her time tracing it with her fingers and
felt Jasmine squirm a little more, pressing against her. April eased a
finger between Jasmine's cheeks and quickly found her rosebud, gently
pressing against it with the tip of her finger while she pressed her thigh
tighter against Jasmine's mound.

Jasmine groaned into April's mouth at the slight pressure against her
ring. Knowing what April was about to do, she pushed a hand between their
bodies, cupping April's mound.  April felt a tingle between her legs from
the slight pressure of Jasmine's hand. She teased her finger around
Jasmine's ring and, deciding she was wet enough, slowly worked her finger
in.

Jasmine tensed a little at the intrusion then, willing herself to relax,
started pushing back against April's finger, helping her ease it in. At the
same time, she slipped a finger inside April's love box, twirling it
around. She could feel April jerk a little every time her finger skimmed
over her G-spot, and smiled against her lips. April pushed her finger in
deeper, capturing Jasmine's mouth with hers and pushed her tongue
inside. Soon, she started working both her tongue and finger in and out of
Jasmine's body, carefully matching the pace of her tongue and finger.

Jasmine groaned and slid another finger between April's neither lips,
trying to match the pace April was setting. Before long, they had both
quicken their movements and were rocking against each other as they both
felt another orgasm slowly build. Inch by sweet inch, the pressure
increased, teasing them both with the promise of release. Jasmine thought
she'd died and went to heaven, then jerked her head away as she cried out,
her orgasm coursing through her body. April was right behind her, jerking
and pressing against Jasmine's hand. She felt April's muscles clench
tightly around her fingers just before they both came, hard, soaking each
other with their juices.

April eased her finger out of Jasmine, and then rolled her onto her back,
falling on top of her as they went. Sliding both her legs in between
Jasmine's, she sank against her, letting her head rest on Jasmine's
shoulder.

Jasmine couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this relaxed, her bones
like liquid.  Happy and content, she pressed a kiss to the top of April's
head, letting her hands lazily stroke up and down April's back. April
purred against Jasmine's neck and the two of them feel asleep in each
other's arms.

##

A little later, Jasmine woke up, finding that April had slid off to lie
against her side. Her cheek rested on Jasmine's shoulder and her arm was
stretched out over her stomach, her hand resting lightly on Jasmine's
hip. Jasmine pressed a soft kiss to April's forehead, knowing now that this
was the woman she had fallen in love with. She smiled as she felt April's
body stir, watched as her eyes tried to work themselves open.

April yawned, stretched, and found Jasmine looking down on her,
smiling. April returned the smile and felt her heart swell a
little. Everything was ok now and she felt warmth spread through her at the
thought that she and Jasmine would finally be together. She glanced around
at their surroundings, watching the trees sway in the breeze. She marveled
at how warm it still was, even though it was late October, Halloween about
a week away.

"I do hope this is a nice, secluded spot, angel. I'd hate for anybody to
stumble upon us, just now."

Jasmine moved her arm over April's head and wrapped it around her
shoulders, pulling her against her. "Not to worry. We won't be
interrupted. I promise." Jasmine stretched a bit herself, felt that sweet
achy feeling you get from being well loved and spent. She twisted around so
she was lying on her side, facing April, and let her fingers skim down the
side of her face.

"I'm sorry, April. Sorry for hurting you the way I did at Trish's, for
letting my temper get the best of me and not hearing you out when you tried
to call me. I wasted precious time, I know, but that's over now." Jasmine
took a breath, gathering up her courage. Looking April in the eye, she
continued. "I'm in love with you, cher, and if you don't completely hate me
for the hard time I've given you, I'd like to give us a chance." Jasmine
held her breath, waiting for April's answer.

April felt the grin spread across her face, Jasmine's words like an
answered prayer. "I don't hate you, Jasmine. I couldn't, even if I wanted
to." She skimmed a hand down Jasmine's side, watching it as it glided over
soft, smooth, porcelain skin. "It scares me a little, knowing how easily
you claimed my heart, without me even knowing it. I don't think I really
understood my own feelings for you until I was back in Pittsburgh, alone,
praying for the phone to ring."

April watched Jasmine wince at her words and quickly gave her a soft
kiss. "It's ok. You were right. I shouldn't have left the way I did, and if
it's any consolation, it hurt like hell getting on that plane."

Jasmine rested her forehead against April's, pulling her in close. "Let's
start over, April.  Let's forget all the garbage that's happened between
us, and just start over."

April smiled, gazing into Jasmine's eyes. "I don't want to start over. If
we start over, then this wonderful afternoon would never have happened and
today, angel, is probably the best day of my life." She watched as tears
started to well up in Jasmine's eyes. She kissed them away, then jumped up,
eager to lighten the mood a little.

She pulled Jasmine up to stand beside her and looked meaningfully between
the river and Jasmine. Jasmine, realizing what April intended, tried to
jump back, but April grabbed her hand and started running towards the
river, dragging Jasmine along behind her.  Reaching the edge, she spun
around, grabbed Jasmine and tossed her in. She burst out laughing as
Jasmine hit the water, then came up sputtering.

"You bitch! Do you know how cold it is in here?"

"No, but I'm sure you're about to tell me."

Jasmine came rushing at her and April danced out of the way, laughing. She
briefly wondered what kind of picture the two of them made, stark naked and
jumping around the riverbank, then forgot all about it as Jasmine lunged
again, grabbed her around the waist, lost her balance, and they both fell
with a loud splash into the river.

April gasped as the shock of the cold water, against her hot skin, hit her
like a punch.  Laughing, Jasmine threw a handful of water in her face, and
then made a run for the small beach. Wanting revenge, April grabbed her
from behind and tossed her back into the water. Standing at the edge, the
water lapping around her ankles, she watched Jasmine try to spring up, slip
in the loose dirt of the riverbed, and fall back down, landing on her butt
with a big splash. Jasmine's hair was soaked and lay plastered all over her
face. As Jasmine tried to push her hair out of her eyes, April watched,
captivated, as drops of water slid down over Jasmine's body.

Jasmine looked up just in time to catch April licking her lips, staring at
her like she was lunch. Slowly, she worked herself into a crouching
position in the water and waited. Just when April took a step towards her,
she bolted up and to the left, running up the small hill towards the
blanket, for all she was worth. She could feel the cool autumn air brushing
over her wet skin, goose bumps forming all over her body. Racing up to the
blanket, she snatched it up off the ground, gave it a quick shake, and then
wrapped it around her chilled body. She turned in time to see April clear
the top of the hill and stood admiring her lovers' long, lean body, taking
in the tattoos while she watched April's skin ripple as her muscles
worked. She was enjoying the scene so much, she didn't notice April quickly
advancing, not showing any signs of stopping. Next thing she knew, she was
flat on her back on the ground with April straddling her, laughing, as she
looked down at her.  Jasmine felt the water drip down off her body and
splatter against her face.

Jasmine tried to push her off. "Get off me, cher! You're soaking the
blanket."

April didn't budge, using her body to keep Jasmine pinned to the
ground. "No, Jasmine, you're soaking the blanket. You better take it off
and share before it's too wet to do me any good." With that, she reached
out and started yanking the blanket off.

Jasmine grabbed the top of it, trying to keep it in place. Fighting for the
blanket, she rolled, knocking April off balance. Soon, they were rolling
around in the grass, laughing and wrestling. Finally, April admitted defeat
and stood up. Jasmine started to roll with laughter at all the grass and
dirt that was stuck to April's wet skin. She looked like some kind of
forest creature, something out of an old children's story.

April looked down at herself, frowning as she found she was quite a
mess. Jasmine's laughter was contagious, though, and she soon joined
in. Giving Jasmine a shrug, she ran back down to the river and jumped in,
trying to clean herself off.  Standing back up, she found Jasmine on the
beach, staring at her. She slowly walked out of the water towards Jasmine
and felt herself shiver as she watched Jasmine's tongue dart out, curling
up to touch her top lip.

Jasmine felt herself growing hungry again as she watched the water spill
down April's body. As she felt April draw near, though, she jumped back a
little and threw the towel at her. April caught it, then just stared at it,
before looking back at her.

"It's a hand towel, Jasmine. This isn't going to do me a whole lotta good."

"That's your problem, cher, because it's doing wonders for me." Jasmine
heard the huskiness of her own voice as she watched April try to dry off
with the little towel. She caught April giving her a meaningful look and
she raced back up the hill towards her clothes, running the best she could,
her movements hampered by the blanket.

April threw her head back and groaned. They could play like this all day
and it would be dark soon. Besides, she was starting to get hungry, for
food, and for another go at Jasmine's lush body. But she didn't want to do
that here. She was hoping she could get Jasmine home so they could spend
the rest of the day rolling around naked in bed. She started up the hill,
swiping at her wet skin with the towel as she walked.

She reached the tree just in time to watch Jasmine, already in her
underwear, trying to wiggle her wet body back into her jeans. Jasmine
looked up, caught April watching her, and doubled her efforts. They had to
get home. Now.

April seemed to have the same idea, because Jasmine noticed that she bent
down for her clothes instead of making a grab for her. She quickly finished
getting dressed and waited for April to do the same.

It took a few minutes because her skin was so soaked, but April finally got
her clothes back on. "Well, Jasmine, what do you say we head home?"

"My house, cher. You can follow me in your car," and Jasmine turned and
walked towards her old Ford.

April watched Jasmine sashay back to her car and couldn't resist running up
and giving her ass a little smack from behind as she passed by on the way
to her rental car.

The ride home was eventful, to say the least. Jasmine was smiling the whole
way, laughing as they would come to a stop sign, or traffic light, and hear
April behind her, gunning her engine. About a mile from her house was a
little one-lane bridge. Halfway across it, Jasmine stopped the car, wiggled
her bra off from under her shirt and then started back across, holding the
bra up in the air, the wind from the car making it act like a
windsock. Looking in her rearview mirror, she could see April behind the
wheel of her own car, laughing. Jasmine let go and watched the bra splatter
across April's windshield.  She started laughing even harder as she watched
April slow down to a crawl and shimmy out the driver's side window far
enough for her to grab the bra and pluck it off her windshield. Once April
was back in her seat, Jasmine hit the gas and flew the rest of the way
home.

She had an ear-to-ear grin on her face as she drove through the gates of
her house.  Jasmine sped up the driveway and skidded to a halt in front of
her house. She was halfway over the side of the car when April suddenly
appeared, wrapping her arms around her waist, and hauling her against her,
kissing the daylights out of her.

Jasmine squealed as she felt April lift her the rest of the way over the
car door, and when her feet hit the ground, April started waltzing her
around the driveway, both of them slipping a little on the lose gravel. Now
peeling with laughter, Jasmine grabbed April's hand and dragged her into
the house.