Date: Tue, 15 Apr 2003 08:10:13 -0400
From: KMB2476@aol.com
Subject: Harem: Episode 12 Part 6

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Back in New York, Sarah's body was sore from a day's shooting.  She had a
stunt double, but all the fighting, running and jumping she had to do for
this movie made her long for those peaceful days back in L.A. where she was
slaying vampires.  Even at it's worst, playing Buffy never left her this
tired.  At least Sarah knew she had Jennifer with her for nightly massages.
It always ended with the two of them massaging their tongues and other body
parts but that was the best part.

As tired as she was, Sarah knew she had plenty of energy for what she hoped
was about to happen.  All through the long day, Sarah had been fantasizing
about seeing Jamie and seducing her.  She had taken her share of knocks
during the day's filming, but thinking about a chance to have Jamie's pussy
was enough to keep Sarah energized.  Of course Sarah had no indication that
Jamie would be into this, but that didn't stop her from fantasizing.  Sarah
was feeling very confident that her powers of seduction wouldn't fail her
and her invitation to Jamie's trailer was the perfect opportunity.

Sarah walked toward Jamie's trailer with an excited spring in her step.
The sun was setting in the background and they had a few night scenes to
shoot before they wrapped for the day, but Sarah wasn't thinking about the
movie.  She was concentrating on the desire that was making her pussy damp.
Sarah was out of costume for the moment and had thrown a pair of sweats and
a t-shirt over her body.  Wanting to be comfortable, Sarah hadn't bothered
with a bra or panties and she just hoped her pussy didn't start soaking
through her sweats.

She didn't quite have a plan worked out yet, but Sarah preferred
improvising these things anyway.  You had no idea how a person was going to
react to a sexual advance from another woman until you tried.  She had a
few ideas about how to approach her co-star, though, and Sarah was running
through them in her mind as she got closer to Jamie's trailer.  She was
just outside the door when she froze and immediately dropped all her plans.
It wasn't because of any hesitation on her part that she did this.  It was
because of the yelling she could hear from inside the trailer.

"You don't care about me at all!" Sarah heard Jamie yell along with the
unmistakable sounds of sobs.  "You just care about yourself!  What about
what I want?  What about my feelings?"

Sarah knew that statements like that could only be the result of a heated
conversation with a boyfriend or a fiancee.  She had heard those words
out of her own mouth plenty of times.  Sarah didn't want to pry, but she
also didn't want to bother Jamie if she wasn't alone.  She strained to hear
any sign of a male voice inside the trailer, but she heard none.  All Sarah
heard was Jamie's cries and she assumed she was having a phone
conversation.

"If you're like this now maybe we shouldn't get married at all!" Jaime
yelled sadly.  "All you care about is your stupid bottom line.  Don't you
feel anything at all?  I'm just another client to you!  That's all you see
me as!  Just a big bunch of dollar signs!  I don't even want to talk to you
now!  I HATE YOU!!!"

The talking then ceased, so Sarah assumed Jamie had hung up the phone.
Sarah debated whether or not she should even bother with this.  She didn't
want to take advantage of Jamie.  But maybe she needed a friend right now.
Even if nothing sexual happened, the least Sarah could do was offer Jamie a
friendly shoulder to cry on.  Sarah waited a second and then softly knocked
on the door of the trailer.

"Jaime?  It's Sarah."

Sarah then heard rustling around inside the trailer and a few moments later
the door swung open.  Jamie had tried to compose herself, but it was still
obvious she had been crying.  She was barefoot in a pink bathrobe tied
tight around her body.  Jamie's eyes were red and her face was scrubbed
clean of the makeup she had no doubt smudged with her tears.

"Hey Sarah," Jamie said, trying to put on a happy face, but mostly failing.
"I was hoping it was you."

"Is now a good time?" Sarah asked not wanting to impose or let Jamie know
she had overheard her conversation.  "I can come back later if it's not."

"No...please come in," Jamie said, grabbing Sarah's arm and dragging her
inside the trailer.  Sarah certainly didn't put up much of a fight.
Argument or no argument, her goal was to be alone with Jamie.  She was
happy to see Jamie was still enthusiastic about their budding friendship.

The two talked for awhile, sharing Hollywood horror stories and the like.
Jamie told Sarah how she really admired what she had been able to
accomplish and how she hoped she wouldn't be typecast as Meadow the way
Sarah wasn't as Buffy.  They talked about bad auditions and their goals and
dreams.  The two of them had a lot in common, both being New Yorkers and
both having come of age in the industry.  But even as they talked about
things big and small, Sarah couldn't help but notice that Jamie was still
showing the aftereffects of her argument with her fiance.  Sarah
couldn't help but inquire a little.

"Jamie, are you sure everything's ok?" Sarah asked.  "I mean I don't mean
to be a snoop or anything, but you seem like something's got you down.  Are
you ok?"

Jamie began nodding her head "yes" but she couldn't quite pull it off.
Almost in mid-nod, Jamie stopped and began crying again.  She buried her
head in her hands and sobbed.

"No!" Jamie cried.  "Nothing's ok.  My life is a fucking mess!"

"Shhhh it's ok," Sarah said, hugging Jamie and letting her cry her misery
away.  Jamie gratefully accepted the hug and tried to calm herself.  She
didn't want to seem like some emotional dingbat drama queen in front of
Sarah.  "What happened?  You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"It's ok," Jamie replied with a hard sniffle while wiping the tears away
with the back of her hand.  "I guess I could use someone to talk to.  It's
just...it's just AJ...I mean I love him...but he's such a jerk sometimes!"

Jaime's lip then began quivering again and she resumed her crying.  She
grabbed a fistful of tissues from the box next to the couch and began
dabbing at her eyes with them, soaking up her tears as she tried to regain
control of her emotions.  Jamie took a deep breath and calmed herself.

Sarah hugged Jaime again tightly.  She had been in this situation before.
She couldn't remember how many times Alyson held her like this after a big
fight with Freddie.  Of course those were the times before they were
lovers.  Now Sarah had so much support around her and she couldn't help but
wonder if Jamie would have liked some of that special support.

More than a few eyebrows had been raised when Jamie had announced her
engagement to A.J., who significantly older than her and her former manager
to boot.  Jamie hadn't paid much attention to what everyone else felt.
They didn't know her mind.  They didn't know her heart.  She knew what she
felt.  She knew she loved A.J.  At least she thought she did.  Sometimes
she wasn't sure she was ready for marriage at such a young age but other
times, having her dream wedding was what she wanted most in the world.

"It's ok Jamie...he's just a guy..." Sarah said, speaking deep from
experience on this subject.  "Don't let him get you like this."

"It's just that sometimes I feel so alone," Jamie said sadly, a few idle
tears trickling down her cheeks.  "I work all the time.  I don't have time
for friends and I feel like there's no one I can talk to.  I just have
A.J. and sometimes it's like he's not even there for me.  I love
him...but...I don't feel like he understands me at all.  I mean, we're
supposed to film the last season of the show next month and afterwards I
want to get married.  He thinks I should do another movie instead!  I don't
want to do another movie!  I want to have my wedding!  He doesn't care
about me at all!"

Jamie was getting more and more emotional.  Sarah knew what she was going
through and she responded by just holding her and letting her vent.  It was
good to get all of this stuff out and not hold it in and let it fester.
Sarah knew Jamie had been through a lot during her career including a bout
with anorexia.

"It's ok Jamie," Sarah assured her, stroking her co-star's hair while she
paused for a breath.  "You're not alone.  You can talk to me."

"Thank you Sarah," Jamie sniffled.  "I'm glad you're here.  I just feel so
much and I don't think I can handle it sometimes.  I feel so much pressure
about the show and what I'm going to do after it's gone and whether I will
ever be known for anything by myself.  And A.J....sometimes I wonder if he
even knows me at all.  It's like talking to stone with him and I get the
feeling he wouldn't be with me at all if I wasn't famous.  I feel like I'm
just product to him.  Like I've never stopped being his client for him to
make 10 percent off of.  He doesn't see me as a person!"

Jaime then started crying again.  It was obvious she was under a tremendous
amount of strain and Sarah tried to make her feel as comfortable as
possible.

"I'm just so lonely..." Jamie sobbed.  "I don't know who my real friends
are anymore and who just wants to be with me because I'm Meadow.  I feel
like no one understands me and no one cares."

"I care Jamie," Sarah said reassuringly.  "I'm your friend."

Sarah continued to hold Jaime tenderly and the girl looked up at her with a
smile on her tear stained face.  Taking Sarah completely by surprise, Jamie
then tilted her head and pressed their lips together in a kiss.  Sarah's
eyes flew wide open.  It was what she had been thinking about, but it was
the last thing she had expected.  The kiss was with closed mouths and it
was very brief, but it still left Sarah's head spinning.  When Jamie pulled
away her face was red with embarrassment and guilt.

"I'm soooooooo sorry..." Jamie stammered.  "I...I...shouldn't...shouldn't
have done that."

Sarah was too stunned to speak and Jaime took her silence to be anger.  She
was so embarrassed.  All Jamie wanted at that moment was the ability to
turn back time so she could stop herself from making such a stupid mistake.
All she had wanted was for Sarah to be her friend and she had gone and
fucked it up.  She had no idea why she had kissed Sarah.  She wasn't a
lesbian.  She had never done anything like this before, but it had felt so
good to be held and comforted by Sarah that Jamie had felt the impulse to
kiss her and, before she had realized what she was doing it, their lips
were touching.  Jamie just wanted to die from humiliation now.  Sarah had
been so nice to her and now she'd crossed the line.

"Jamie...I...." Sarah began, her senses coming back to her.  She had no
idea what had possessed Jamie to do that, but she sure was glad she had.

"No...please...don't say anything!" Jamie said, tears beginning to form at
her eyes again.  "I'm sooooooo sorry Sarah!  I don't know what I was
thinking!  I'll understand if you don't want to see me any more.  I just
wasn't thinking!  Please don't tell anyone!"

"Shhhh..." Sarah said before moving up against Jamie and kissing her back.
Sarah didn't push too hard with the kiss.  She made it as loving and tender
as possible and when she opened her mouth, it wasn't to stick her tongue
inside Jamie's mouth.  It was to suck softly on Jamie's bottom lip.  Sarah
wrapped her arms around Jamie's back and held her as they kissed, eliciting
a low moan from the brunette.

When they finally broke the kiss, Jamie's tears had dried.  She saw the
lust Sarah had in her eyes for her.  Jamie couldn't believe what had
happened.  She had never felt anything sexual for another woman and kissing
Sarah hadn't been part of any plan.  Now Sarah had kissed her back and,
before things went too far, Jamie felt like she owed Sarah an explanation.

"I've never done this before..." Jamie said almost in a whisper.  "I've
never even kissed a girl...I mean until just now I mean.  I...I...didn't
know you were...I mean that you liked...Are you a lesbian Sarah?"

Sarah was a bit taken aback by the blunt question, but it wasn't like she
hadn't been asked it time and time before by the girls she had seduced.

"No, I'm not a lesbian, Jamie," Sarah said as she began caressing Jamie's
hair again.  Jamie didn't pull back or anything from the intimate contact
and Sarah took that as a very good sign.  "I just know how good it feels to
be with a woman.  Only women really know how to make another woman feel
good.  They know just where to touch and where to kiss and where to lick.
It's such an awesome rush of pleasure.  Didn't it feel good when you kissed
me?"

Jamie mouthed a soft "yes" so Sarah pressed on.

"Why did you kiss me Jamie?" Sarah asked.

"I don't know," Jamie answered honestly.  "You were holding me and it felt
so good and I felt so comfortable and you looked so beautiful and I just
felt like I wanted to...like I wanted to kiss you more than anything.  I
didn't know you were going to like it.  I was afraid I was going to make
you mad."

"Believe me, Jamie," Sarah said.  "I'm not mad.  I'm totally not mad at
all.  I was hoping you were going to kiss me.  I've wanted to do that to
you since the first day I saw you on the set."

"Really?" Jamie said in amazement.  She had no idea Sarah was into girls.
She was engaged to Freddie Prinze Jr. after all!  But, unless Sarah was
pulling her leg, it looked like she really was into exploring with other
women.  Jamie felt waves of excited nervousness flow through her body.  She
didn't know what to do.  This was completely uncharted territory for her,
but it was also very, very good to feel excited like this.  It had been so
long since anyone had made her heart flutter the way Sarah was doing right
now.

"Really," Sarah assured Jamie. "I was hoping I could seduce you Jamie.  I
came over here hoping we could make love.  I didn't expect you to kiss me,
but I'm so glad you did."

"I just can't believe this," Jamie said as an excited smile cracked across
her lips.  She had no idea what she was doing here.  She couldn't decide
whether to stop this or just let Sarah do whatever she wanted to her body.
She had never really entertained any lesbian fantasies or anything.  She
was totally cool with other people doing it, but it really had never
entered into her thinking.  Now, with Sarah looking at her with her sexy
gaze, Jamie was wondering exactly what two girls would be able to do to
each other.

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to do," Sarah said, hoping to
make Jamie as comfortable as possible so she could get a chance to see what
was under her robe.  "We can stop right now and just be friends and it
would be cool.  Don't feel any pressure."

Of course Sarah didn't want to stop this.  She didn't want to be just
friends.  She wanted to get Jamie's robe off her, get her tongue inside her
pussy and show her that no guy was worth that many tears.  But Sarah didn't
want to force Jamie into this.  She wanted her to want it as much as she
did.  She wanted Jamie to be moaning in rapture, not wrestling with any
guilt.

"Gawd...I just don't know..." Jamie giggled.  She had never expected
anything like this to happen.  After her fight with A.J., Jamie was craving
affection and Sarah was promising to give her that and then some.  It
sounded soooooo tempting.  But she couldn't do this?  Could she?  She
wasn't a lesbian.  But did that really matter?  Labels were so outdated.
They didn't mean anything anymore.  Pleasure was pleasure and did it matter
if it was a man or a woman?  Jamie had always prided herself on being open
to life's possibilities and this was something very new and very forbidden.

"Maybe we could start a little and if you like it we can go on and if you
don't then we can stop and no hard feelings, ok?" Sarah offered.

Jamie considered Sarah's offer.  She was getting so excited that she was
afraid she was rushing into something.  She didn't want to regret this.
But what Sarah was offering sounded so good. It was naughty and fun and it
was making Jamie's flesh tingle and her pussy dampen as she nodded her head
slowly.  She could always stop it if it felt weird.  Jamie barely knew
Sarah, but she felt she could trust her.  She sensed that whatever Sarah
wanted to do to her, it was going to feel good.

Sarah kissed her again and Jamie immediately closed her eyes and
surrendered to these new feelings in her body.  Jamie didn't kiss back, but
she didn't even try to stop Sarah.  She just let the sexy slayer kiss her
and suck on her lips.  When Jamie opened her mouth to moan, Sarah took the
opportunity to push her tongue inside.  Even though Jamie hadn't been
expecting that she still welcomed it.  It wasn't like those times when she
would make out with guys and they just jammed their tongues down her
throat.  That always resulted in Jamie shoving them off her, but this felt
so much better.  Sarah's actions were aggressive but not forceful and her
tongue wasn't seen as a foreign invader, but rather as a new friend.

"Jamie?" Sarah inquired.  "Can I take your robe off?"

"Yes...please..." Jamie answered.  Jamie's greatest fear right now was that
Sarah was going to think she was some immature kid.  She didn't have the
experience that Sarah obviously did, but it wasn't like she was some kind
of virgin.  She'd been with a few guys before she and A.J. had hooked up,
so Jamie was no stranger to sex.  It was just that this was all so new to
her and Jamie had no idea how she was supposed to react to what Sarah was
doing to her except moan and lust for more.

Of course that was just the reaction Sarah was hoping for.  Jamie looked so
innocent and sexy like this that Sarah didn't want to overwhelm her.  She
was perfectly willing to lead into this slowly.  It would have been a
mistake for her to just bury her face in Jamie's pussy.

Instead Sarah reached up and undid the sash of Jamie's robe, pushing it off
her shoulders and exposing that she was wearing nothing but a pale blue
pair of bra and panties underneath.  Jamie's nipples were rock hard and
straining against the material and Sarah was giddy to see that there were
visible signs of wetness on Jamie's panties.  That was all the confirmation
Sarah needed to know that Jamie wanted this too.

"You're so beautiful," Sarah said, eying Jamie's barely clad body.  Jamie
blushed at the compliment and decided it was time for her to make a request
of her own.

"Now you," Jamie said, not believing she was getting from asking another
woman to strip.  "I don't want to be the only girl here in her underwear."

Sarah looked up at Jamie, kissed her again and then said the words that
nearly made her melt into the couch.

"I'm not wearing any underwear," Sarah said wickedly.  "See for yourself."

Sarah peeled her t-shirt over her head and confirmed that her tits were
braless underneath.  Jamie's eyes grew wide when she saw Sarah's bare
flesh.  Her throat was dry and Jamie couldn't find the ability to speak as
Sarah stepped out of her shoes and pushed down her sweat pants, leaving her
standing there totally naked.

"Well...what do you think?" Sarah asked with a giggle as she stood up and
modeled her body for Jamie.

"Oh my God..." Jamie marveled.  She had seen naked women before but never
anything like this and never anyone as beautiful as Sarah.  Jamie's eyes
gazed all over Sarah's bare body, trying to drink her all in at once.  She
shot from head to toe and couldn't help but focus on Sarah's shaved pussy.
Jamie could see how wet Sarah was and she knew her own pussy was getting to
be the same way.

"Thank you," Sarah replied with a laugh as she sat herself back down on the
couch and faced Jamie.  She could easily see the nervous, but excited look
on the face of her newest conquest and Sarah found it irresistible.  She
wanted to make Jamie's first time special for her.  Sarah's own first time
with Love had been so frenzied and passionate that she hadn't had time to
appreciate the sensuality of it.  Sarah was going to make sure that Jamie
experienced that and more.

"Remember, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do," Sarah
reminded.  "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I'll stop."

"I will...but I won't be uncomfortable," Jamie said, her arousal and
confidence growing.  "I want this Sarah.  I want you."

"Mmmm Jamie...that's just what I wanted to hear," Sarah smiled.  "I'm going
to make you feel so good, baby.  I'm going to make you feel better than any
silly boy could."

Being reminded of A.J., Jamie felt a flicker of guilt, but she quickly
brushed it aside.  She needed this.  Sarah had discovered a burning need
inside her and Jamie knew she wouldn't be able to stand not seeing if this
whole thing was for her or not.  She had to explore this and A.J. just
wasn't as important to her now as he'd been a half hour earlier.

"Just show me what to do..." Jamie requested.  "Show me how to do it
right."

"It's very simple," Sarah said.  "What feels good to you is probably going
to feel good to me.  But we have to do a few things first.  For instance,
these clothes are going to have to go."

Sarah then pressed her lips to Jamie's again and they resumed their
kissing.  Now Jamie was an active participant as well, parting her lips for
Sarah and even extending her own tongue into her new lover's mouth.  Jamie
let Sarah suck on her tongue and she moaned happily.  Everything Sarah was
doing was making her feel good and they hadn't even gotten to her good
parts yet.

While they kissed, Sarah reached around Jamie's back and undid her bra.
The pale blue Victoria's Secret item came loose and Sarah leaned back so
she could push it off Jamie's body.  Jamie felt a nervous surge when it hit
home that she was topless with another woman, but she was easily able to
overcome that thanks to another kiss from Sarah.

Looking over Jamie's body, Sarah marveled at how similar they were.  They
were both slim with tiny frames and both were blessed with small, but very
perky breasts.  Sarah kissed Jamie again and made sure that their breasts
rubbed together, both girls moaned at the sparks of arousal that resulted
from their nipples touching.  Jamie's moans soon increased, but Sarah's
mouth became otherwise occupied as she laid Jamie down on the couch and
began kissing all over her body.  Sarah kissed Jamie's neck and cheeks and
down over her strong shoulders.

Jamie's chest still showed the faint outline of the bikini top she had
obviously worn the last time she had done some sunbathing and it made her
look pale next to the all around tan Sarah had been developing.  Of course
it was easier for Sarah to find places to sunbathe nude since she lived in
a mansion full of horny women and Jamie, to her knowledge, did not.  Sarah
told herself she was going to have to invite Jamie to the mansion if they
were ever in California together.  Sarah knew she could show Jamie the
finer points of nude sun worshipping.

"Do you like this so far Jamie?" Sarah asked in between kisses down her
chest.  "Does this feel good?"

"Ohhh God yess...." Jamie groaned.  "Can't you tell?  I love it!  Do more
Sarah!  Make me feel good!"

Sarah immediately moved to meet that request by sucking on Jamie's hard
nipples. Jamie moaned happily and felt pleasure rush through her body.
Sarah's lips formed a tight suction to Jamie's nipples, tugging on the pink
points before teasing them with her tongue.  Jamie's sighs and moans of
pleasure got louder every time Sarah's tongue swiped back and forth over
one of her nipples.  When they made love, Jamie always implored A.J. to pay
more attention to her nipples, but he rarely did and when he did it was
never as good as what Sarah was doing now.

All of Jamie's skin felt like it had goosebumps on her goosebumps as Sarah
alternated from breast to breast.  Saliva coated Jamie's flesh and her
cries bordered on sexy mews while her dark hair dangled over the side of
the couch.  She continued to lay back and allow Sarah's expert mouth to
bring her pleasure.  Sarah left Jamie's nipples wet and aroused while her
hands massaged the small, firm mounds of flesh.  Jamie had been advised a
few times to consider some kind of augmentation, but she had been happy
with what God had given her and she was happy to see Sarah had the same
attitude about implants as she did.  Jamie loved her small tits and now she
lusted after Sarah's.

When Sarah had licked all around her breasts and gotten her nipples as
aroused as her body would allow, she began kissing downward, through her
cleavage and over her bellybutton.  Jamie knew just where Sarah was headed
and she tensed up in anticipation.

"Do you want me to stop?" Sarah asked, noticing the way Jamie's back
arched.

"No!" Jamie happily gasped.  "Don't you dare!"

Everything felt so good and Jamie wouldn't have been able to bear Sarah
stopping like this.  All Jamie wanted was for Sarah to kiss her and drag
her tongue lower and lower until she got to her panties and the pleasure
center underneath.  The fight with A.J. and everything else in her life
that had preceded this were distant memories now.  All that mattered was
what was going to happen next.

Sarah repositioned herself on the bed so that she was on her knees, her
feet pressing against the side cushions of the couch while she let her
tongue drag a wet trail down Jamie's skin.  Sarah kissed Jamie's belly
button and all over her stomach, getting her to laugh from the tickling
sensations she created.  The closer Sarah got to Jamie's pussy the more she
could smell the perfume of her arousal.  Sarah's own pussy was getting
plenty wet and craved attention too, but Sarah ignored her own desires.
She didn't want to distract herself from the task of making Jamie feel
good.

Ever since she had first seen Jamie on the set, Sarah had dreamed of doing
this and her prize lay so tantalizingly close.  Jamie's blue panties were
dark with desire and Sarah got her new lover shivering by blowing cool air
over her pussy through the material.

"Ahhhhh..." Jamie groaned as she felt the sensations from Sarah's breath
against her wet panties.  "Don't stop Sarah!  Get them off me!  Make me
feel good!"

Pulling her body back a little on the couch and making her feet now dangle
over the edge, Sarah hooked her fingers into the waistband of Jamie's
panties.  She tugged them down just a little and looked straight up at her
co-star.

"Are you ready?" Sarah asked and Jamie knew the question meant more than
that.  Despite her arousal, Jamie was still a little nervous about doing
this for the first time with another woman.  Sarah's question was like her
saying "Last chance to back out with no hard feelings."  Jamie didn't even
want Sarah to think about stopping.  She felt such anticipation for this,
that words wouldn't form at her lips.  Instead, Jamie placed her hand on
Sarah's blonde head and pushed her down gently.

Sarah took this as a big, happy "yes" so she eagerly began tugging on
Jamie's panties.  She didn't just yank them off, even though she was
tempted to do just that.  Instead Sarah sought to increase Jamie's
anticipation to a fever pitch by slowly pulling them down inch by inch,
revealing the neatly trimmed bush of dark hair underneath and the aroused
lips of her slit.  Jamie moaned from the cool air hitting her wet,
sensitive pussy and she sucked on her own lower lip in anticipation of what
she knew was coming next.

Sarah's plan to have Jamie on the edge with her arousal was working
perfectly.  As Sarah eased her panties down her legs and off her body,
Jamie gripped the sides of the couch and nearly clawed through the cushions
with her nails She had never thought she'd be in this position...naked with
a beautiful woman between her legs...but there she was and all Jamie wanted
was more.  She wanted to feel Sarah kiss her and lick her and do everything
she knew to make her come.

"Mmmmm this is such a beautiful pussy..." Sarah said, admiring the nude
actress she had before her.  Jamie blushed at Sarah using that word.  It
sounded so sexy and naughty and it rolled off Sarah's lips like it was her
favorite word in the world.  Sarah didn't go after her right away with her
tongue, instead she used her fingers to tease the lips of her labia and
collect the juice that had already formed there.  Sarah then brought her
fingers up to her lips and sucked them passionately, licking them clean as
Jamie watched with rapt, lustful attention.

"Yummy," Sarah grinned, tasting the sweet flavor of the hot juice she had
coated her two fingers with.  "Get ready Jamie.  I'm going to make this
feel so fucking good."

"Yessssssss make it feel good!" Jamie begged.  "Make me feel everything you
promised!  I want you Sarah!"

Jamie's pussy was already opening to her like pink petals, and Sarah slid
her two fingers back over her slit to open her up just a little bit more.
Then Sarah got her first real taste of Jamie.  She let her tongue drag
gently over Jamie's slit, giving her a sense of what was to come.  Jamie
immediately reacted with a happy cry of passion so Sarah gave her more.
She licked up with her tongue over and over again over Jamie's slit,
lapping at her wetness and slowly working her way inside Jamie's sex.

As Sarah's tongue began it's exploration of her, Jamie felt like she was
floating up over the couch.  Sarah's tongue had just started and already
Jamie felt like she was about to come.  She tried to get some control of
herself so she could make this last.  Jamie didn't want Sarah to have spent
all this time undressing and arousing her just to come in thirty seconds.
But it all felt so good that Jamie was having a hard time restraining
herself.  She just wanted more and more pleasure.

Every inch of her skin tingled with arousal and Jamie was desperate to tell
Sarah how good this felt.  She had no confidence in her own ability to do
dirty talk though.  She did it sometimes with A.J., but that was usually
along the lines of the standard "Fuck me hard you big stud!" and that just
wasn't going to do here.  Jamie tried to think of the best way to express
what she was feeling and her mind kept focusing on the word Sarah had said
just a few moments earlier.

"Mmmmm Sarah...yesssss...you're making my pussy feel goooooooood!" Jamie
groaned, feeling liberated for letting the word pass her own lips.  "Make
it purr!  Make my pussy purr!"

"Do you want me to pet it?" Sarah teased, looking up at Jamie with a big
smile and glaze of girl juice over her lips.

"Mmmmm yessss..." Jamie giggled.  "Pet my pussy...pet it and stroke it and
play with it...oooooooooooh!!!"

Jamie began moaning again as Sarah touched her with her tongue and her
fingers.  Her fingers played with her slit while her tongue slid inside
Jamie's pussy and licked her wetness right from the source.  It was a
double stimulation to her pussy that had Jamie's brain buzzing and her
mouth frozen open in ecstasy.

"Yessssss...morrrrrrrre..." Jamie groaned.  "Oh Sarahhhhh!  You're making
it so fucking good!"

Sarah looked up from Jamie's pussy and loved what she saw.  Jamie had such
an innocent face and to see it contorted in rapture was such a huge turn on
for her.  Seeing her like that Sarah just wanted to fill her whole body up
with pleasure and stare at her beautiful face as she came.  Jamie's juices
were all over her tongue and fingers and she could feel her clit pulsate.
Sarah moved her tongue so she could focus on Jamie's clit, licking it and
teasing it.  She didn't want to make Jamie come yet.  She just wanted Jamie
to want this orgasm more than anything she ever wanted in her life.

That was exactly what Jamie was feeling right then.  She could feel her
orgasm really start to build and she craved the sensations from it.  It had
been way too long since Jamie had experienced a really good orgasm.  Too
often she had been left to her own devices and fingers or a toy just
couldn't do what another person could do to her.  Now it seemed as if Sarah
was going to make up for all of Jamie's frustration in one fell swoop.
Jamie had never felt anything like this before.  Sarah's tongue knew all
the spots inside her pussy to lick.  She tongue fucked her and teased her
clit, going back and forth and driving Jamie wild in the process.  Jamie
had thought the head she had gotten from guys had been ok, but now Sarah
was exposing them as rank amateurs.

"Ohhhhhhhh Sarah...soooooo goooooooood..." Jamie cried out.  "How are you
making it soooo gooooood?  I love it!  More Sarah more!  Mmmmmmm I'm gonna
come soon!  Ohhhhhhh Sarah make me come!  You want it, don't you?  You want
my come!"

"Mmmmmhmmm..." Sarah answered from deep inside Jamie's pussy.  She wanted
to tell Jamie to come all over her face and to cover her lips and tongue
and her whole face with girl juice until it was dripping down her chin, but
she couldn't pull herself away from Jamie's pussy to do so.  Sarah couldn't
stop licking her co-star and she knew she was bringing her closer with
every tongue swipe.  Sarah's had Jamie's legs spread wide by now, making it
so easy for her tongue to explore and lick around every pink fold in
Jamie's young, wet cunt.

As she licked, Sarah's fingers were still hard at work teasing Jamie's
slit, playing with the lips of her pussy and giving her as much stimulation
as she could.  Jamie's body was starting to respond on it's own and she
unconsciously began to move her hips, grinding her pussy right up against
Sarah's fingers and face, leaving girl juice all over her and making the
slayer crave more.

"Yessss Sarahhhh..." Jamie wailed, her voice getting higher as her breaths
became more ragged.  She was close and she knew it.  "Oh baby, it's
everything...oooooooooh...everything you said it was going to be!  You know
what makes me feel good!  Lick me!  Oh!  Ohh!  Ohhhhh!  Sarahhhhhhhhh I
love it!  Make me come!  Please oh please Sarah!  I need it!  I need it so
fucking bad!  Lick my pussy!  Suck my clit!  Just fuck me!  Fuck me over
and over again!  Just make me fucking come!"

Sarah loved hearing Jamie's sexy babbles.  She enjoyed making Jamie cry out
and moan in pleasure as naughty words spilled past her beautiful swollen
lips.  Jamie was such a sexy little thing and Sarah knew they were going to
be spending a lot of time in each other's trailers from now on.

She could taste how close Jamie was.  The girl did need this orgasm and
Sarah was going to make sure she got it.  She used her already slick
fingers to pinch Jamie's clit gently, holding it in place so her tongue
could get at it.  Locating her pleasure center was no sweat for someone
like Sarah and as soon as she did she gave Jamie's hard nub a flurry of
sexy tongue swipes, stimulating her clit and slapping her little bud up and
down.

"OOOOOOOOH!!!" Jamie screamed out as her body lurched on the couch.  "JUST
A LITTLE MORE!!!  PLEASE SARAH!!!"

Jamie's firm tits were bouncing up and down with her body as she shook on
the couch.  Everything was on edge.  Jamie could feel her orgasm.  It was
so close...getting there...just a little more and the whole time Sarah's
tongue kept attacking her sensitive bud.  The pressure of her fingers
pinching her clit and her skilled tongue work was what Jamie needed and
with the force of a thunderclap, Jamie came.

"MMMMMMMMMM OHHHHHHH!!!" Jamie roared in ecstasy.  Her cries came out all
garbled and mangled, but it didn't make any of them less sexy.  Her young
body spasmed like it had never before.  Before then Jamie had never known
the full effects of an orgasm on her body, but now Sarah was opening her
eyes to everything.  Jamie's juices dripped onto Sarah's tongue as she
came.  It was so hot that Sarah expected to hear a sizzle as Jamie cried
and screamed, wondering if anyone out there could hear her cries.

Sarah's fingers massaged Jamie's clit and her tongue lapped up everything
she could from the orgasming girl.  When she finally pulled away, Jamie's
face was covered in a happy smile as she panted for breath.

"Oh my God Sarah!" Jamie groaned in disbelief of the pleasure she had just
experienced.  "I think I love you!"

"No, you just want to fuck me!" Sarah grinned as she tenderly kissed
Jamie's lips, giving her a long taste of her own orgasm.

"Mmmm that too..." Jamie giggled, before turning serious.
"Ummm...Sarah...I don't know if I can do all that to you.  You were sooooo
good and I never have..."

"Don't worry sweetie," Sarah said, kissing Jamie again.  "It took a lot of
practice for me to get like that."

"If it's always that good then I want lots and lots of practice," Jamie
said eagerly.  "Ummm do you want me to practice on you now?"

Sarah could tell that Jamie was very nervous about going down on her.  She
didn't want to force her face down to her pussy, but Sarah was also dying
to come.  Licking Jamie and getting her off had Sarah's pussy on fire.
There had to be a way to ease Jamie's nerves while still getting pleasure.
Suddenly an idea came to Sarah.

"Jamie, do you have a toy?" Sarah inquired.

"A toy?" Jamie repeated.  She thought she could see where Sarah was going
with this, but she wasn't quite sure.

"Yeah...I see you disappearing into your trailer a lot," Sarah smiled.
"You're not ducking in here to read, are you?  Do you have a vibrator?"

"Yes," Jamie admitted with a slight blush.  She had hoped it wasn't obvious
and she supposed it wasn't to anyone but Sarah what she was doing when she
disappeared into her trailer and came out a little while later much, much
more at ease.

"Maybe you could use your toy on me," Sarah suggested.  "I'll bet you could
get me off so hard like that."

Jaime loved the idea.  She didn't want to leave Sarah high and dry, but she
wasn't sure she was ready to go down on another woman yet.  It was such a
huge step.  This was a perfect compromise and Jamie hopped off the couch to
go get her toy.

While Jamie walked over to the bed in her trailer, Sarah took the
opportunity to admire her naked ass.  Her cheeks had such a sexy curve to
them without being too much.  Sarah could see herself very easily slipping
into the role of being Jamie's lesbian sex mentor and showing her every
place she could fuck her.  Sarah wasn't planning on pushing things too far
today, but she knew that soon enough she was going to show Jaime everything
she could do to that ass of hers.

Jamie reached under the pillow and pulled out a pale white vibrator with a
bit of a green tint to it.  It was the perfect size.  It wasn't too small
and it was far from the dizzying length of a Mr. Snappy.  It was just the
right size for some idle masturbatory fun and Sarah parted her legs in
anticipation of having that thing inside her.

"Ooooh somebody likes what she sees," Jamie laughed sexily as she watched
Sarah work her hand over her bare pussy and begin to stroke her wet slit.
Now it was Sarah's turn to blush a little.

"You haven't even seen the best part," Jamie said, reaching for the lights.
"Check this out."

Jamie snapped the lights off and Sarah couldn't help but laugh when she saw
the vibrator glowing green.  It was a fucking glow in the dark vibrator!
It was tacky and sexy all at the same time.

"Someone got it for me as a gag gift when I got engaged," Jamie smiled
after she turned the lights back on.  "They probably didn't think I was
ever going to use it, but...ummmm...we're very good friends now."

"Why don't you introduce me to your friend then?" Sarah asked.  "I'm
already nice and wet for you Jamie."

"Ooooooh I wanna see," Jamie said eagerly as she scooted back to the couch
and sat down beside Sarah.  The two shared another deep kiss and Jamie
slowly began reaching down Sarah's body.  Her hand got between Sarah's legs
and she pushed it forward, touching another woman's pussy for the first
time.

"Mmmm warm...wet..." Jamie giggled exploring her first girl.  "Your pussy
feels so good."

"Yessss...get those fingers in there," Sarah moaned.  "Feel how wet I am
Jamie.  Play with that pussy like I played with yours."

Jamie did as she was instructed.  She mimicked the actions Sarah had
performed on her before.  She gently stroked the lips of Sarah's labia,
getting her fingers wet as she adjusted to the feel of another woman.  It
wasn't different at all from what it was like when she touched herself so
it didn't take long for Jamie to get used to it.  Of course it helped that
while she was doing this she and Sarah were kissing again, massaging each
other's tongues while caressing each other with their free hands.  Their
breasts rubbed together again and Jamie smiled from the pleasure she felt
from Sarah's nipples rubbing against her flesh.

Remembering something she always loved to do to herself when she was
masturbating, Jamie picked up her vibrator and set it to the low setting.
It began its sexy hum and Jamie and Sarah shared a smile when they heard
it.  While kissing Sarah again, Jamie took the vibrator and began tracing
it gently against Sarah's tits.  Sarah moaned and deepened the kiss,
wrapping her arms around Jamie's bare back and rubbing her sensitive skin.

"Yesss that's it..." Sarah urged.  "Get it all over my tits.  Make my
nipples hard Jamie. Rub it all over me!"

Jamie kept the toy on the lowest level while she continued playing with
Sarah's breasts.  She teased Sarah's pink nipples with it and made the
blonde groan happily.  Sarah's nipples had been hard before.  Now they
could cut glass.  They poked out like pebbles from Sarah's breasts and
Jamie was struck by the craving to get them in her mouth.  She pulled the
vibrator away and leaned down to suck on Sarah's tits.  Following both what
Sarah had done to her and her own impulses, Jamie licked her lover's
nipples, tasting the flavor of Sarah's flesh and loving it.

"Good girl," Sarah moaned.  "Mmmmm you learn fast Jamie.  Suck on those
nipples baby.  You're making me so wet.  God, you're going to make me come
just by playing with my tits!"

That wasn't what Jamie wanted at all.  She wanted to make Sarah come as
hard as she had just done to her and she didn't think she could do that
just from using her toy on her breasts and sucking on her nipples a little.
As much as Jamie loved enveloping Sarah's hard pink points with her mouth
and sucking on them, she pulled away.

"What do you want me to do to you?" Jamie asked.  "Tell me how to make you
come.  I'll do anything."

"Get that toy in my pussy," Sarah instructed.  "Take it slow.  Don't just
push it in me.  Tease me a little, just like you do to yourself."

That was very easy for Jamie to follow.  She had used her toy on herself
enough times to know just how to make it work right.  Jamie increased the
speed to the medium level and rubbed the toy down Sarah's tummy, making her
squirm on the couch and moan.  Hearing Sarah moan was the sweetest sound
Jamie thought she had ever heard.  She was doing it.  She was giving Sarah
pleasure!  Jamie felt so sexy then.  If she could give someone as beautiful
as Sarah pleasure then she felt like there was nothing she wouldn't be able
to in the bedroom.

With Sarah's moans guiding her, Jamie began rubbing the vibrator against
Sarah's slit.  She finally removed her hand from Sarah's pussy and she
treated herself to her first taste of another woman's pussy.  Jamie was
ecstatic when she saw that she loved it.  She smiled as she sucked on her
fingers, licking Sarah's juices off and increasing her desire to get Sarah
off in the process.

"Yessss rub that fucking toy against my slit," Sarah moaned, her student
hanging on every word.  "Get it all wet and shiny so you can push it right
into my pussy.  Mmmm Jamie you're really good at this.  Ughhhh
yesssss...that's it baby...mmmm my friends would love you!  You have to
come see us in California!  We'd show you everything women can do to each
other and just fuck you alllll night long."

Jamie had absolutely no idea what Sarah was talking about but it sure as
hell sounded good.  After all she had experienced since she had invited
Sarah into her trailer, playing around with a bunch of horny girls all
night long was just what Jamie craved. But that could wait for later.
Right now Jamie had only one girl in front of her and she wanted to make
her come.  Jamie pushed her toy slowly inside Sarah's pussy.  Sarah's soft,
velvety folds wrapped around the toy and Jamie began to gently fuck Sarah
with it, letting the vibrations do most of the work.

"Ohhhhhhhhh fuck that's it!" Sarah groaned, leaning back against the couch
and opening her legs even more to get some more of this marvelous piece of
plastic inside her.  She kept her arms around Jamie's back and kissed her
neck and shoulders while her body reacted to the pleasure pulsating from
her pussy.  Sarah began grinding herself a little against Jamie, rubbing
their tits together and making their flesh pink from the friction.

"Fuck me Jamie!" Sarah cried.  "Get that inside me!  Fuck me with your toy!
Push it inside my wet cunt and make me come!"

Jamie smiled with happy arousal over the language that came from Sarah's
pretty mouth.  It was such a huge rush to know she was getting Sarah to act
like that.  Knowing that Sarah had lusted after her before their encounter
made it even better.  Who know what other hot girls out there wanted to
fuck her?

As the vibrations sent her flying, Sarah felt her body move closer and
closer to orgasm.  Jamie might not have had any experience with girls, but
she certainly knew how to work that toy.  She wasn't pushing it inside her
too hard.  Jamie knew to leave it inside her and let it vibrate and make
her hot.  Sarah's body quivered from her pussy walls wrapping around the
plastic, squeezing it tight and letting it get her off.

Successfully seducing Jamie out of her undies and making her come had
gotten Sarah so hot that her orgasm had been bubbling for a long time.  She
could have easily made herself come with her fingers while she ate Jamie's
pussy, but Sarah had wanted to save all her girl cream for something like
this.  It wasn't as good as Jamie's tongue, but Sarah was more than happy
to accept this toy as a substitute.

"Just a little more," Sarah said, her voice thick with lust.  Her whole
body was keyed up and more than ready for orgasm.  "You've almost got me
coming, Jamie.  Fuck me baby!  I'm almost there!"

Hearing Sarah say that got Jamie's desire flowing again.  Now that she had
Sarah so close to coming, Jamie felt an overpowering urge to taste her.
She had been nervous that she wouldn't be able to do a good job and Sarah
would have been disappointed.  Now Jamie could see that she could make
another woman hot and wet and her confidence was soaring.  She could do
this and she wanted to do it.

Without a word of warning, Jamie pulled the vibrator out of Sarah and set
it down.  This left the blonde momentarily confused.

"Huh?  Don't stop!" Sarah sputtered.  "What are you doing?  I'm so fucking
close!"

But what Jamie was doing became abundantly clear a moment later when she
pulled her hair back, took a deep breath and plunged her face right into
Sarah's pussy.

"FUCK YES!!!" Sarah screamed.  "THAT'S IT JAMIE!!!  LICK ME BABY!!!  LICK
MY PUSSY YOU NASTY LITTLE GIRL!!!"

The rush she felt from Jamie's sudden decision to push her tongue inside
had Sarah bouncing up and down on the couch.  She cried and shook in
pleasure as she felt Jamie's virgin tongue lap up her juices.  Jamie was
inexperienced, but eager and her tongue felt so fucking good inside her
cunt.

"My clit..." Sarah groaned hoarsely, her ability to speak coherently
rapidly disappearing.  "Lick my clit Jamie!  Fuck it with your tongue!"

Jamie quickly obeyed.  She searched for Sarah's clit and was happy to
discover that it wasn't hard to find.  Jamie was also happy to discover
that she loved going down on women.  She couldn't believe guys ever whined
about having to do this.  It was amazing to have this warm, wet pussy
against your tongue and lips.  Jamie felt like she was hooked on this stuff
for life.

After finding Sarah's clit, Jamie began lapping at it with her tongue,
trying to do what Sarah had done to her to make her come.  Her tongue
strokes weren't as precise or skilled as Sarah's, but they more than did
the job.  Jamie could feel Sarah's body tense up and the next thing she
knew she felt a hot explosion of girl cream against her face.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" Sarah screamed, coming all over Jamie's eager
face.  "YESSSSSSSSS OHHHHH JAMIE!!!  LICK IT YOU NASTY GIRL!!!  OOOOOOOOOH
LICK ALLLLLL THAT CREAM!!!"

Sarah screamed and gasped, fucking Jamie's face.  Jamie hadn't been sure
what to expect from another woman's orgasm, but now that she had her first
taste of it all over her tongue and lips, the only thing she wanted to do
was drain Sarah of every drop of girl cum she had.  As Sarah came, Jamie
kept her face locked to her pussy, licking her cum up and letting it drip
onto her skin and down onto her tits.  Jamie felt just like the nasty girl
Sarah kept telling her she was and she loved it.

When Sarah couldn't take anymore, she tugged on Jamie's arm and the girl
reluctantly pulled herself away.  They passionately French kissed each
other, indulging in the taste of each other all over their lips.  Jamie's
enthusiasm for girl sex was growing with every glorious second she was
involved in this and she couldn't wait to experience everything Sarah could
teach her.

"Thank you Sarah," Jamie squealed happily.  "This was just what I needed!
I can't believe it was this good!"

"A person as sexy and nice as you shouldn't be lonely," Sarah smiled.  "I
think of this as a public service."

"Mmmm well you can perform this service anytime," Jamie replied before
kissing Sarah again.  The blonde kissed right back.  She loved kissing
Jamie and she knew there would be plenty more to come.

"Yeah next time we might even get near the bed," Sarah joked.

"Well we don't have to be back on the set right away, do we?" Jamie said,
tracing her finger around Sarah's nipple.  "Why don't we just lie down for
awhile and see what happens."

Wondering if she'd created a girl sex monster, Sarah happily accepted
Jamie's suggestion.  She knew making this movie was a good idea.

* * * * *

"Rose do you think you should be going so fast?" Love asked, a little
concerned as their car zipped through the back roads of Paradise.

"Relax Love, I'll still brake for armadillos," Rose laughed.  "Don't worry,
there's no one around and we need to make up some lost time."

Rose and Love had fallen behind schedule because of the little pit stop
they'd made soon after leaving the gas station.  They were both so wet from
their hose play that they had decided to lie out under the sun for awhile
and dry off.  So they had pulled over and gotten themselves a look at some
serious New Mexico scenery.  Of course, Rose and Love were much more
interested in looking at each other.

Scenic vistas couldn't possibly compare to naked girl flesh and there was
plenty of that on display when Love and Rose had dropped their clothes to
dry off.  They both had stretched out naked under the sun letting the
bright rays cover and caress their flesh.  It wasn't long before Rose had
her hands all over Love's bare body and her tongue buried deep inside her
pussy.  With nothing but wide open space around them, Love had eagerly
returned the favor and tongued her housemate to a creamy orgasm.  It had
been nasty and fun, but it had also put them behind schedule.

By the time they had collected their clothes and gotten back on the road,
it was getting late in the day and neither of them wanted to be driving
around strange roads at night.  They wanted to get back onto the highway
and get toward a good motel for the night.  That was why Rose was zipping
through the back roads at close to 85 miles per hour.  Love didn't mind
fast driving, in fact it turned her on, but it was one thing to do it on
Route 66.  It was another on a road like that.  She was a little nervous
about Rose losing control on a sharp turn and the car flipping over.  Love
trusted Rose's driving, but still she had concerns.

"Don't worry Love," Rose assured her nervous friend.  "I'm in total
control."

However, no sooner were the words out of Rose's mouth that a police cruiser
came up behind them and turned on its sirens.

"Shit!" Rose cursed, angrily smacking the steering wheel.  "What do these
motherfuckers want?"

"It's probably just a speeding ticket," Love said. "Let's just get the
ticket and get out of here."

Rose muttered under her breath, but she wasn't in much of a mood for a high
speed chase that day.  So she pulled over the car and waited for the
officer to appear and ticket them.  While she was waiting, Rose adjusted
herself in her dress so that she could display some more cleavage.

"C'mon Love," Rose urged.  "Show some tit and maybe he'll let us off with a
warning or something."

Love had always had a thing for men in uniform so she certainly didn't mind
showing off her all natural assets to them.  Plus, she loved it when Rose
egged her on and if they could get out of the fine then so much the better.
Love undid the top button of her dress and opened it slightly to expose a
deep valley of cleavage.

"Is there a problem officer?" Rose asked sweetly as she leaned over the
door to make sure the officer got a good look at her tits.

"Do you know how fast you were going Miss?" Deputy John Penney asked, his
sunglasses glinting under the rays of the rapidly setting sun.

"Gosh officer, I'm just no good with cars," Rose said, playing her role to
the hilt.  "I mean which one of these thingies says how fast you were
going?  I was just pressing that gas pedal thing and it just took off.  I
didn't know we were going too fast.  Do you think you could let us go
officer?  We're really, really sorry.  You don't want to give tickets to
two harmless little girls now do you?"

"Miss, speeding is a serious offense here in Paradise," John said, his
voice showing that Rose's act wasn't cutting any ice.  "I need your license
and registration."

"Fine," Rose grumbled as she reached for the paperwork and handed it to
John.  This guy had to be gay or have a serious stick up his ass for him
not to let her and Love off.  Who else could resist tits like theirs?

"You two are a long way from Malibu," John remarked as he looked at Rose's
license.  If he did recognize her name he didn't show it.  "What's your
business here?"

"Why the fuck do you care?" Rose snapped.

"I make it my business to know what everyone is doing here in my town,"
John said.  "And if I were you Miss., I'd lose the attitude and the
swearing.  It will only make things worse."

Love could see that this cop was really pissing Rose off so she leapt in to
try and ease the situation.

"We're just passing through officer," Love said.  "We're trying to get back
on the highway.  We didn't mean to be going so fast.  We're really sorry.
We'll just take the ticket and get out of here."

"So you think you can just come in here to my town, break the law and
leave?" John said, shaking his head.  "That attitude is unacceptable.  I
knew you two were troublemakers when I saw you at the gas station."

"Look here robocop!" Rose snapped.  "I don't know what the fuck your
problem is with us, but just give us the goddamn ticket and let us get the
fuck out of your shitty backwater town!"

"Get out of the car miss!"  John ordered.  "Get out of the car now!"

"Oh shit!" Love gasped, seeing this turn into a nightmare before her eyes.

Rose got out of the car and slammed the door behind her.  She was about to
give this asshole a piece of her mind when he grabbed her arm and twisted
her around so she was facing the car door.

"OW!!!  WHAT THE FUCK?" Rose shouted as John pulled out his handcuffs and
slapped them on Rose's wrists.

"Miss you have the right to remain silent," John said, reading Rose her
rights.  As he was doing this, Love scampered out of her side to come to
Rose's aid.

"Hey!  What are you doing?" Love demanded.  "She didn't do anything wrong!"

"LET ME GO YOU PIGFUCKER!!!" Rose screamed.

"She's under arrest for violating town ordinance 67B-5J, using excessive
speed on a public street and for violating town ordinance 21A-99B-6, using
profane language in a public area," John informed Love.  "You're just lucky
I'm not also arresting you for violation of town ordinance 107C-J, improper
use of water when the town has gone without rain for a period of three
weeks

"FUCK YOU!!!" Rose roared.  "DON'T YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK WE ARE?"

"You're just lawbreakers to me," John said evenly as he began escorting
Rose to his patrol car.

"Let her go..." Love begged.  "Please don't fucking do this!"

John then froze and before Love knew what hit her, he had slapped a second
pair of cuffs on her wrists.

"Miss...you are under arrest for violating town ordinance 21A-99B-6, the
use of profane language in a public area," John said to Love's disbelieving
ears.  John then pushed both girls into the back of his patrol car and
began driving back toward town.

* * * * *

	Reese fidgeted in the leather chair she sat in.  She had a lot on
her mind and she wasn't even thinking about the results from her
examination.  She hadn't even wanted to go to the doctor, but she was
afraid if she had a virus or something she was going to get Ava sick.
Reese just wanted a quick diagnosis, a prescription and to get back to her
life.

	But it was her life that was weighing on her mind heavily.  After
what she'd done with Julie that morning, Reese's first thought was that she
had to slow things down.  She had totally lost control and risked
everything just to get some sexual pleasure.  However, the more she thought
about it, the more she knew she really didn't want to slow down.  She
wanted to do more.

	There was no use pretending anymore.  Reese knew she was attracted
to women.  Sarah had showed her the path and Reese wanted to follow it to
the end.  Since her first time with Sarah, sex with Ryan had gotten worse.
She was feeling less and less pleasure from her husband and the only relief
she could get was from a woman's tongue or her fingers or her toys.  This
was who she was now.  She didn't know if that made her a lesbian, a
bisexual or whatever and she didn't care.  Reese just knew it made her
happy and she hadn't been truly happy in so long.  She had been successful,
but unfulfilled.

	It was like a moment of clarity to Reese and she had suddenly known
what to do.  She knew it wasn't going to be easy, but she was going to tell
Ryan she was leaving him.  Reese couldn't pretend that the love she had
once felt for him was still there.  She didn't want to live a lie and she
didn't want to bring her daughter up in an unhappy home.  She hated that
she was going to end up raising Ava as a child of divorce, but this was how
it had to be.  Reese couldn't pretend to be Ryan's happy little obedient
wife when she knew that wasn't who she was anymore.

	Reese knew she could crash in Malibu with Sarah and everyone for as
long as she needed to.  She'd bring Ava and camp out there while she set
herself up.  Money certainly wasn't going to be a problem.  Reese knew
there would be a lot of questions about why she suddenly left Ryan and the
gossips would speculate wildly, as they always did, but this was how it had
to be.  She didn't love Ryan anymore and she saw marriage to him as
stifling.  She just couldn't live like that, not after tasting so much
uninhibited freedom.

	By the time the doctor walked back into his office, Reese was
feeling good about her decision.  It would be hard and it would be painful
to do it, but it had to be done.  Things would only get worse in her
marriage if she didn't.  Reese had seen Ryan's temper before and never
wanted to see it again.

	"Sorry to make you wait," Dr. Lynch said as he walked back in.  "I
tried to rush the tests as much as I could."

	"That's ok," Reese said.  She'd been seeing Dr. Lynch for about
three months now and she trusted him as a general practitioner.  He was in
his mid 40's with a good sense of humor.  Reese liked him and she could
tell from the smile on his face that he didn't have bad news for her.  She
was just happy he could see her this late in the day.

	"So what's the verdict doc?" Reese asked.  "Is it the flu or
something?"

	"No it's not the flu," Dr. Lynch smiled.  "Tell me Reese, when was
the last time you saw your OB/GYN?"

	"I guess it's been like five months now," Reese speculated.  "Why?
What's wrong?"

	"Nothing's wrong, Reese," Dr. Lynch said.  "In fact, I've got great
news for you.  You're pregnant!"

	"Oh my God!" Reese gasped, her jaw dropping to the floor.
"Pregnant?  How did that happen?"

	"Ummmm shouldn't you know how that happens by now?" Dr. Lynch
asked, but Reese didn't hear him.

	"No...it's just that...we hadn't...planned on another baby now
and...I...oh my God..." Reese began, but it was all she got out before she
fell silent and began rubbing her temple with her hand.

Reese felt like she was going to be sick again, but it was nothing like she
had felt before.  Just a few minutes earlier her direction had finally
seemed clear.  Now all her plans had just collapsed around her.  Now
nothing was clear.  A wall had just closed on her path.

* * * * *

	Brittany Murphy stared at her invitation long and hard, as if
somehow doing that could give her more details about it.  She had never
heard of this place in Malibu and it had taken many moments of head
scratching for her to figure out that "Xtina" was actually Christina
Aguilera.

	"Why would Christina invite me to a party?" Brittany asked herself
aloud.  Sure they had crossed paths a few times at awards shows and at MTV
events and Christina had visited her backstage once when she'd done the
Pussycat Dolls show, but it wasn't like they were friends. Christina had
seemed nice and all that, but Brittany and she had never socialized and now
she was inviting her to a party in Malibu?  It just didn't make sense.

	It wasn't as though the unknown elements of this scared Brittany
off.  She loved being spontaneous and doing crazy things, but she just
didn't know about this.  The invitation didn't elaborate on what the party
was about, just that it was casual dress and that she was the only one
invited.

	The fact that she wasn't allowed to bring a guest might have been
the part that Brittany was most curious about.  If there hadn't been that
notation on her invitation, she would have brought along her fiancee,
Ashton Kutcher, with her.  They had been inseparable since they had hooked
up last year and Brittany felt that finally, after years of bouncing
around, she had finally found her soul mate.  She didn't care that he was a
bit of a goofball.  After all, so was she.

	If she was able to bring Ashton along with her, Brittany would have
loved to go and see what this was all about.  Figuring out a mystery was
always better if you had someone with you.  Brittany had to admit she felt
a little uncomfortable about seeing what this was all about by herself.
What it was like one of those things where everyone knew each other but
her.  She supposed if that was the case she could just leave early.

	The more she thought about it, the more Brittany was intrigued and
tempted by the invitation.  What was this all about?  She wanted to find
out.  What was with the secrecy and hush-hush nature?  Brittany was dying
to know.  Would Ashton mind if she left him alone for the night?  Had he
already made plans?

	Brittany wouldn't have minded spending the night with him, but this
party idea was sounding more and more appealing.  She hadn't done anything
crazy in awhile and it wasn't going to be long before she was married and
no longer able to do things like this.  Brittany at least wanted the chance
to see what this was all about, but if Ashton didn't want her to go without
him, she wouldn't.

	Of course she wasn't going to find out the answer to any of her
questions just standing here, so Brittany decided to go find Ashton. She
had last seen him in the general vicinity of their bedroom so she walked up
there and gasped when she found what he had done to himself.  Ashton's face
was now painted half purple and half gold.  It was such a shock to see that
Brittany dropped the invitation on the floor and covered her mouth with her
hands.

	"Oh my God!" Brittany gasped.  "Honey!  What did you do to
yourself?"

	"IT'S THE LAKERS BABYYYYYYYYY!!!" Ashton excitedly yelled from
behind his face paint.  "Topher and Danny just called and they got
courtside seats tonight.  COURTSIDE BABYYYYYYYY!!!"

	Brittany's eardrums hurt a little, but she was used to Ashton's
excited exaltations.  She liked them best when they were about her, but she
guessed there were times when even a beautiful woman couldn't compete with
courtside seats for a Lakers/Mavericks game.

	"What's this?" Ashton asked, calming down as he noticed the dropped
invitation.

	"Just a party invitation for tonight," Brittany replied.  She
immediately noticed Ashton's face fall a little as the possibility began to
exist that he wouldn't be sitting courtside after all.  "It's at Christina
Aguilera's.  I mean I didn't even know she liked me, but she's inviting me
to a party...just me though.  Ummm I mean if you're going to the game...I
guess I could go."

	"THAT'S GREAT!" Ashton declared, his night preserved.  He kissed
Brittany happily on the lips, leaving her with a new shade of purple and
gold lipstick.

	Well I guess the decision is made for me, Brittany thought to
herself as she picked up the invitation.  She just wondered what it was
that Christina had in store for them.

* * * * *

	While Brittany was wondering that, Christina was overseeing
preparations for her party.  She was disappointed that a few of the people
she had invited weren't going to be able to come.  Pink was out of town and
Tara Reid had called her already and told her she wasn't going to be there
because she had a party of her own she was throwing.  She hadn't gotten
into specifics, but Christina knew instinctively what kind of party Tara
was planning.

	Tara had been such a hot little fuck and Christina was happy to see
how well she'd taken to pussy.  Christina just hoped that Tara would be
willing to share whatever friends she was hooking up with tonight.  Tara
hadn't even been to the mansion yet, but she and Love had had such fun with
her that night at the concert. Christina knew Tara would love it here and
she lusted for another chance to get at her tight party girl body again.

	At least Christina could comfort herself with the fact that she had
fucked Pink and Tara already.  She had invited quite a few people to this
little impromptu bash and they were neatly divided into two
categories...people she'd fucked and people she wanted to fuck.  She
couldn't wait for this thing to get started.  Christina had been horny all
day and she wasn't letting this party end until her pussy had been
satisfied to the point where she was sore all over.

	Christina had made sure to even throw a select few guys in the mix.
She couldn't remember the last time she'd been with a hot guy and she knew
Britney could definitely use some cock.  Christina could feel that what
Britney really needed to get over her recent heartbreaks was a big, hard
flesh and blood cock fucking her tight little cunt hard and Christina
wanted to make sure she was there to make it happen.  Christina loved
fucking girls but she had no desire to ignore the side of her that still
craved cock.

	With the girls striving to keep their activities on the down low,
the mansion was usually a quiet place, but Christina was making sure it was
anything but tonight.  She was going all out for this party.  She wanted to
make sure there was plenty of music, food, liquor and fun available.
Christina would accept nothing less for the launch of her new label.

	So, as she stood around and supervised, delivery men bustled about
and work crews made the necessary adjustments to the mansion.  Christina
looked down from the balcony above the stairway with a watchful eye and
smiled brightly as Alyssa walked through the front door with a look of
horror on her face.

	"Lyssa!" Christina squealed excitedly as she zipped down the
stairs.  "You're just in time!"

	"Christina...what the fuck have you done?" Alyssa asked, aghast at
all the activity around the house.  She hadn't thought Christina was really
serious about going through with something this big.  "You can't do this!"

	"I can and I will," Christina insisted with a happy smile.  "Relax
Alyssa, you're going to have a great time tonight.  You think we should try
and make room for some cage dancers?  I think we should have cage dancers."

	"No!  No cage dancers!  Christina, just look at what they're
doing," Alyssa said as the work crews drilled holes in the wall for the
extra row of lights Christina wanted.  She couldn't believe it.  Sarah and
everyone had just left a few days ago and they already had wrecked the
house.

	"It'll all be fixed up by the time everyone gets back," Christina
replied.  "Chill Alyssa.  This is going to be great.  Do you need me to
loosen you up a little?  Cause you know I will."

	Christina then wrapped her arms around Alyssa's waist and brought
their lips tantalizingly close together in a near kiss.  It was hard for
Alyssa to resist Christina and she couldn't help but smile.  Alyssa loved a
good party as much as anyone.  She just didn't want their private paradise
on the front page of the papers.

	"What if they...you know...talk...to the tabloids?" Alyssa asked.

	"Don't worry about that baby," Christina assured her.  "These guys
are paid to be discreet.  Besides, they know not to fuck with me."

	"Why?  What can you do back to them?  Pierce them to death?" Alyssa
teased.

	"Funnnnnnny..." Christina replied, giving Alyssa a playful shove as
she released her from her embrace.  "It's not me they have to worry
about...it's Fluffy."

	"Fluffy?" Alyssa asked.  It wasn't the first time she hadn't
understood what the hell Christina was talking about and she knew it
wouldn't be the last.

	"That's right...Fluffy," Christina said, signaling someone forward.
Alyssa turned around and gasped at what she saw.  A black man who looked to
be close to seven feet tall walked over.  Alyssa had never seen anyone like
him before.  His eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses that perfectly
complimented the sharply tailored black suit he wore.  His head was shaved
and a thin mustache and goatee accented his face.  He looked like he was
close to 300 pounds, but it was all muscle.  He was intimidation
personified.

	"Is there a problem here Ms. Aguilera?" the man asked firmly.

	"No, no problem," Christina replied.  "Alyssa, meet
Fluffy...bodyguard extraordinaire."

	"Your name is Fluffy?" Alyssa asked in stunned disbelief.

	"My mother has a strange sense of humor," Fluffy stated.

	"Why didn't you change it then?" Alyssa asked, marveling at how he
completely dwarfed her and Christina.

	"I love my mother," Fluffy replied in a clipped, professional tone
that immediately had Alyssa dropping the subject.  "Are you sure there
isn't a problem Ms. Aguilera."

	"Everything's cool, Fluffy," Christina smiled.  "You may continue
standing around."

	"You brought a bodyguard here?" Alyssa inquired.

	"Oh yeah," Christina said.  "I need him all the time.  There's a
lot of weirdoes out there and now that Britney and me are gonna start the
label, wherever I go...he goes."

	"Even here?" Alyssa demanded.  "No fucking way Christina!  I don't
want him lurking around.  He'll see everything that goes on here!"

	"Don't worry about Fluffy, he's totally cool," Christina stated.
"He's seen me do tons of naughty things.  He sees everything and he sees
nothing, right Fluffy?"

	"It's the bodyguard's code," Fluffy declared.  "To violate the
sacred trust would be to bring dishonor to the entire profession."

	Alyssa had to step back to take all of this in.  Her body was still
on a high from all that she'd just done with Michelle and Avril and now she
was coming home to work crews and big guys named Fluffy.  This was getting
to be too weird and Alyssa began wondering if soon she shouldn't be the one
sneaking next door to see their neighbors and sample some of their widely
raved over product.

* * * * *

	Meanwhile, Britney had already snuck back next door, but this time
there were no illegal substances being taken.  Instead she lay in a hammock
with Waldo, Franklin and Delbert in similar positions as they all watched
Spongebob Squarepants together.

	As Plankton's latest college educated plan to steal the secret of
crabby patties was foiled, a monkey carried a Diet Pepsi to Britney.

	"Thank you," Britney said, patting the monkey on the head.  "Good
monkey."

	"Yes, he was trained well," Waldo stated.

	"We trained him originally to be one of the soldier monkeys, but
his heart just wasn't in it," Franklin explained.  "So we figured the
General soldier monkeys were going to need aides in their quarters, so why
not let him work where his talents lay."

	"Soldier monkeys?" Britney asked, her eyes widening as she noticed
another monkey walking by carrying an Uzi.

	"Yes soldier monkeys...they're the wave of the future and they're
patent pending," Delbert said.

	"Wild," Britney marveled.  She had come over to see the guys and
apologize for acting so weird before and they had happily toured their lab
facilities.  Soldier monkeys had been one of the less weird things she had
seen.

	Britney could tell the guys and her weren't exactly residents of
the same planet, but she still liked them.  She liked that they didn't seem
to care she was famous.  It was so stifling to be in the public eye all the
time and Britney treasured the time she could just lay back and be herself.
This was one of those times.  Plus these guys made her laugh.

	"Hey, you guys want to come to a party we're having later tonight?"
Britney asked.  She knew Christina was inviting boys over so it wasn't like
they would be walking into the middle of a girl orgy or anything.

	"Ummmm I dunno..." Waldo said.  "The last time we were next door,
it didn't go so well."

	"Yeah, we still have nightmares," Delbert added as the other two
boys nodded in agreement.

	"What on earth could have caused nightmares?" Britney asked.  She
couldn't believe anyone couldn't love it there, but then again she was
coming from quite a different perspective as them since she was a woman and
a total lust bunny for lesbian sex and they were neither.

	"We'd prefer not to talk about it," Franklin said.

	"Ummmm ok..." Britney replied.  "But this time will be better.  No
nightmares.  I promise you'll have a good time."

	The three boys then disappeared into a huddle, where they discussed
the offer, the lack of word from Dexter and any number of things that could
go wrong.  Finally they reached a consensus.

	"Sure we'll go," Waldo announced.

	"Cool," Britney smiled as she took another sip of her soda and
settled back to watch more of Spongebob.  As she did this, the boys all
looked at each other and shrugged.  A party could be a nice distraction and
it wasn't they socialized much, but it couldn't make them forget about the
bigger issue...why hadn't they heard from Dexter?

* * * * *

	"Please...Brandon...please..." Dexter begged as the chains around
his wrists kept him suspended from the ceiling, hovering above the ground.
"Just kill me!  Don't make me suffer like this!"

	"All in good time Dexter, all in good time," Brandon
chuckled. "First you're going to have to tell me a little more.  You're
still not telling me what I want to know."

	"I don't know what you want to know!" Dexter claimed, gasping for
breath.  His face was swollen and bloodied and there were already cuts to
his naked chest.  Brandon responded to this claim by punching Dexter hard
three times in the stomach.  Dexter cried out in pain and blood dripped
from his mouth.

	"TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW!!!" Brandon screamed.  "WHO BETRAYED
ME?  WHO LEFT ME TO DIE IN TURKISTAN?  IT WAS WALDO, FRANKIN AND DELBERT,
WASN'T IT?  WASN'T IT?  TELL ME DEXTER!"

	"I DON'T KNOW!" Dexter screamed back.  He was under no illusions
now that he was going to survive this and he was telling Brandon the truth.
He didn't know.

	"Do you know what they put me through in that shithole of a
country?" Brandon demanded, gripping Dexter by the face and squeezing.  "Do
you think this is torture Dexter?  This is nothing!  What I went
through...now that was torture and I am going to make all of them pay!  I
am going to make everyone responsible for leaving me behind pay!  Tell me
Dexter...TELL ME WHAT I FUCKING WANT TO KNOW!!!"

	Dexter then reared back and spit in Brandon's face.  Brandon
sneered and smashed his fist into Dexter's mouth.  He was about to do it
again when his cell phone began ringing.  Leaving Dexter to writhe in the
pain of his own making, Brandon went to answer it.

	"What?" Brandon snapped as he picked up the phone.

	"I've got a job for you," Derrick Larson said on the other
end. Ever since the abrupt end of his government service, Brandon had been
using Derrick as a middle man to get him jobs in the private sector.

	"Not interested," Brandon replied.  "I've got personal business to
attend to."

	"Not interested in a six figure payday for just following someone
around?" Derrick replied.  "That's not like you Brandon."

	"Keep talking," Brandon stated.

	"Some Hollywood guy wants you to follow his girl," Derrick
explained.  "He wants you to see if she's fucking around."

	"Tell him to call a private detective," Brandon sneered.  "That's
just a little beneath me, don't you think?"

	"Look you want to turn down a payday like this?" Derrick demanded.
"You came highly recommended and he specifically asked for you.  Don't be
an ass."

	"Who is it?" Brandon asked as he pulled a knife off of the little
tray he'd set up by Dexter.  "Anyone I've heard of?"

	"No names over the phone, you know that," Derrick replied. "Come
into my office tomorrow and find out for yourself."

	"Fine, see you then," Brandon said, ending the call and plunging
the knife deep into Dexter's chest.  He'd killed so many with this knife
and he felt the rush that always came with the claiming of another.  It was
obvious that Dexter really didn't know anything and Brandon didn't feel
much like wasting more time with him.

	"Don't worry Dexter," Brandon whispered.  "I didn't hit any organs
or arteries, so you're not quite dead yet.  In fact, I think it'll probably
take a good hour or two for you to bleed to death from this.  I just want
you to think about something while you're dying.  What I'm doing to you now
is nothing compared to what I'm going to do to Waldo, Franklin, Delbert and
anyone else who stands in my way."


TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 7