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Harper is Welcomed by Hollywood -1-
While Harper was a steady girl, mature beyond her
years, Elaine and Terry seemed to be having the time of their lives. They thought
it would be best for Terry to move into Elaine's home as soon as possible, to
make sure they were a fit. Terry would sell her condo after their "trial"
marriage, which they figured would last a couple months. She moved most of her
clothing and some of her possessions into Elaine's home. They had plenty of
space and the pending wedding bells had them in a tizzy most of the time.
Terry slept with Elaine every day, of course, but
on the weekends, they invited Harper and her sometimes her current girlfriend
to sleep with them. There was plenty of room in her ginormous bed and it was
great fun for Harper.
After two months they were going strong and
picked a date of six months out. They wedding was planned for May. Harper and
Terry's close friend Monica, would be the maids of honor. Monica was another
hot lesbian, and Harper really liked her. She was single and thirty years old.
Monica was a svelte brunette, the daughter of a
stunning working Hollywood actress. Her name was Stella and she a played small
role in a TV Drama series and was also cast regularly as a forty-something
female in feature films. She had known Terry for years and was proud as punch
that she was getting married. Both Monica and her mother were lesbians.
One Saturday in early December Stella was going
to attend an all-female gathering at Elaine's of the wedding party. The fathers
were invited to the wedding, but had no roles in the wedding; it was a
girls-only affair.
Monica and her actor-mother knocked on the door
of Elaine's home. Harper was the designated door answerer, and greeted Monica
and her mother. Harper, after she caught her breath, was looking into Stella's
eyes and with a big smile, she said,
"Your even more beautiful in person, Doctor Larrabee."
"Why thank you," said Stella. "I take it you've
seen the show?"
"Two weeks ago, when I found out who you were, I
binged on three year's worth of the shows," said Harper. "I couldn't keep my
eyes off of you and took copious notes."
The two dolls were standing in the foyer of the
house, holding eye contact, touching arms. Elaine was surprised at the
conversation her daughter was in as she took it in from across the spacious
living room. All she saw was the daughter she loved with that charismatic
smile.
"Damn, she's falling for Monica's mother, it
seems," Elaine thought. "The feeling seems to be mutual, too." They stood there
for ten minutes lost in each other's eyes.
What an age gap: a high school sophomore and a forty-year-old
Hollywood B-list celebrity. Both were f***in' beautiful. Harper looked like she
was 25 years old, and Stella looked like she was 32. Of course, they had great
genes, but there was something about their working out, their lifestyles, that
put them in that untouchable category.
Harper mentioned to Stella some thrilling scenes
of the medical drama that she was one of the leads for, making comparisons to
Dr. Kildare, the early 60's medical drama. Stella was impressed, and flattered.
She had done her homework.
"You know, the producers don't even know who Dr.
Kildare was," said Stella. "To get ahead in the business it's connections and
beauty. That's it. Oh, and being open to history. I talked to Richard
Chamberlain, the original Dr. Kildare back in the 60's. He gave me some good
insight into the heart of the role. Our course, he is so gay. But of course, so
am I."
"And so am I," said Harper, quite giddily. "This
is terribly forward of me, but I wondered if I could meet with you for an hour
to get some coaching on acting?"
"There's that smile again," she said. Stella
lasciviously smiled and put her left hand on Harper's ass and gave it a
squeeze. Harper got a tingle, and looked Stella in the eye, this time with a
smile of decadence.
"Of course, dear," said Stella. "What are you
doing next Saturday night? Maybe your mother could drive you down to Brentwood,
and we can spend some time together and talk about acting. You've got a face
and a dozen smiles that will light up the cameras. We'll go out to dinner with
a fellow actor, Allison. I'll drive you home on Sunday."
"That would be so, so kind of you," said Harper. She
knew that Stella was a lesbian, and being driven home on Sunday was such a
privilege to her.
"Everyone needs a break," said Stella. What she
didn't say was that she'd give anything to have a young thing like Harper move
in with her. Stella was looking for a companion, someone she could grow old
with. "I could introduce you to a great agent, one that's always looking for
the next hot teen."
To her, Harper was the most enchanting high
schooler she had ever seen. At the party that night, Stella had to look at her
every ten minutes to see if she had changed into some old hag. Seeing was believing,
and Harper from any angle was stunning. When she wasn't staring at her future
understudy, she was checking out Elaine.
"Oh, I meant to ask you honey, how old is your
mother?" said Stella. "She's very, shall we say, fetching."
"She's forty," said Harper.
"My god. She's stunning for any age," said
Stella. Her mind automagically did the math: Harper would still be a beautiful
young thing when she was an older woman. Ahh.
"Why don't we mingle a little bit, then you can
take me to your bedroom so I can see the notes you took on my show, and maybe
share a little more with you?" asked Stella.
"I'd like that," said Harper, softly.
*****
Harper and Stella both mixed during the party.
Harper was the youngest there, but you'd never know it, given her maturity and
the way she handled all types of social engagements. This fact did not go
unnoticed by Stella, who caught Elaine alone in the kitchen.
"Your daughter and I really hit it off this
evening," Stella said. "She's going to talk to you about a little proposal I
made."
"Tell me about it, hon," said Elaine. She had
been checking out Stella all evening and decided she loved her elegance.
"Did you know she had a flair for acting?" said
Stella. "That she had already seen all of my shows, and the lines just trip
from her mouth?"
"I did know that," said Elaine. "She has been
walking through the house with her computer, for the last three weeks. Ever
since I told her who you were and that you'd be coming to the party."
"She's gifted, Elaine," said Stella. "And the
fruit doesn't fall far from the tree." Stella was capable of being very subtle.
Elaine knew Stella was complimenting her, and
their eyes met over the desserts. "Don't hurt her, Stella. That is all I've got
to say. She's only been out for six months, but she's the kind of girl knows
what she wants, and knows how to get it. She's so together, and won't knowingly
hurt a flea. And by the way, she's a straight-A student." She moved closer to
Stella.
"She's lovely, just a doll," said Stella. "I have
heard you, and I promise I'll return her here in great shape. Could you drive
her down to my place next Saturday, say at eleven? I'll get her back Sunday in
the late afternoon. I've got my best friend lined up for some Q&A. Maybe
you've heard of her, Allison Thomas?" Elaine then kissed her, and felt her
perfect ass.
"That Allison Thomas?" asked Elaine,
quietly. "Fuck. I'm getting dizzy just being around you." They kissed again and
separated.
"She puts her panties on the same way you do,
honey," said Stella. "One beautiful leg at a time. My agent will make and
appraisal on Sunday morning. But I'll tell you right now, she's going to blow her
away. I teased Madeline with a text just now. She's dying to meet her."
"Yes, we could make that work," said Elaine. "And,
Stella, I thank you for coming to me." Elaine kissed Stella on the lips for a
last time. It was a kiss that was welcome and lasted an eternity and made them
both feel very good.
"Harper and I will be in her bedroom for a few
minutes," said Stella. "I want to see some notes she took on the binge
watching, and then I want to kiss her and tell her how I feel. That way there
are no surprises tomorrow."
Elaine knew that Stella would seduce her daughter
and that Harper would love it. Stella may even take Harper as a lover. Shit,
she wished Stella would seduce her. The rest of it? One day at a time.
*****
Stella stood up and left the party for a few
minutes with Harper in tow. When there was no reaction from Elaine, the party
continued didn't miss a beat.
The two made their way to her bedroom, and when
they got behind closed doors not word was spoken except for a (Stella, Ahh) for
the first several minutes and Harper melted into Stella's arms. They made out
like, well, high schoolers.
"My god, is this what Hollywood feels like,"
thought Harper.
"Shit, she's delicious," said Stella to herself.
"I shouldn't rush things, though. Too much."
When they separated, Stella said to her,
"Harper, I loved you from the moment I saw you
today. I hope you feel that way too."
Harper was a little embarrassed, but gathered her
thoughts and said, "I've never been swept off my feet before. Everything about
you is glorious."
She took her time eying the forty-something star.
"Not anything missing. Not an ounce of fat extra. Just so perfect," she
thought.
Then she moved in for a kiss, and felt Stella's
breasts and her ass. Stella returned the favor. She went to the top of her
jeans, and her hand went down, down, down until they were wet. She rubbed
Stella, and it was Stella's turn to swoon.
"Oh, fuck me, Harper, you sexy thing," said
Stella. Harper did just that, and Stella came quickly, holding onto Harpers
arms lest she fall and make a scene.
They separated for the second time and Harper took
a minute to get the notebooks for Stella to review. She licked her fingers
slowly for Stella, looking in her eyes.
"Oh God, I have to have this girl-woman," said
Stella to herself.
While Harper was collecting her notes, Stella slipped
a note that she had made for Harper out in the kitchen for her lover to
discover later, which read,
"I'm in love with you, Harper. I've talked to
your mother, and she knows and approves. I'll see you next Saturday, XOXO Stella."
She kissed the note, and left her red trademark lips for Harper.
*****
Stella and Monica had a great time and left the
party after midnight. Stella shared with Monica what transpired with her and
Harper and Monica giggled,
"I knew you were smitten when it took fifteen
minutes to get out the foyer," said Monica. "She is drop-dead gorgeous and very
mature from what I've gathered, but she is sixteen. In any event, I
support you, mother."
"Thank you dear," said Stella, and she gave her the
usual quick kiss on the lips, and left her with a quick squeeze of her right
breast. She dropped Monica off at her condo two blocks from the beach, and sped
home.
"She's clearly head over heels," said Monica to
herself.
*****
The week flew by for Harper. She didn't have a
steady girlfriend, so there was no handwringing over relationships. As far as
she was concerned, she was in love with Stella. She got her note, and she knew
Stella was serious. She took it with her everywhere that week.
Her mother drove her to Stella's home in
Brentwood and dropped her off. Stella was on the porch with her actor friend
Allison. Elaine got out of the car and chatted with both of them and then
kissed them both on the lips. Allison left, but was going to be back to take
them out to dinner.
Harper had a valise with a dress and a big
handbag with some panties, toothbrush, shoes, and casual clothes. On the drive
home Elaine felt both elated and sad. She was very happy for Harper, but felt
she might be losing her.
"Come on in to the house, Harper," said Stella.
"I'll take those things. Allison is going to go home and come back for a 4:30
reservation we have at Biaggio's. I hope
that is all right with you. It's Italian."
"Of course. I love Italian," said Harper.
"Good," said Stella.
"Allison looks familiar," she said when they were
alone.
"Probably because played a twenty-something actor
in the hit show Chicago Fire a while back," said Stella. "Since then, she's
been in all sorts of movies. So, I take it you saw my note? I was such a
chicken but I didn't know what else to do. I wanted you to know I was serious."
"Yes, I got it...and hid it under my pillow and
carried it with me during the day all week," said Harper. "I talked to my mom;
she's cool with everything."
"Anyway, let's get something to drink and go out
to the deck and talk acting and everything else," said Stella.
They took their pear and papaya juices out to the
deck. Stella gave Harper the readers digest version of the history of the
house. It was a small house, but several famous actors had started there. The
deck was made of Trex, and Stella had it built. It was a two-story brick home
with four bedrooms and a finished basement.
"Enough about the house," said Stella. "So, with
acting, the first thing you have to know is you've either got it or you don't..."
*****
Before long it was 3:45, and they went inside to
freshen up. Allison was due at 4:15, and she would drive the three of them to
dinner in her late model BMW.
We'll go casual," said Stella. "A touch of makeup
is all that is required for me. For you, I'd say some lip gloss and poof your
hair a touch. That's all you need. We'll run into some folks we know. You can
count on that."
For any high schooler with no prior exposure to
Hollywood to be going to dinner with two working actors would be, let us say,
daunting. Not so for Harper. It was like she was finally among her kind, and
she loved it. She rode in the back seat, but didn't wear a seat belt and was
practically in the front seat carrying on with the two glam girls.
"What do you say to that, Harper?" asked Stella.
She had been talking about getting snubbed by an agent when they were out to
eat. She really wanted to hear what Harper had to say about it.
"Well, I'd say "Fuck Her", said Harper. "There
are other fish in the sea. I mean you know you're not a 25-year-old Anne
Hathaway, but business is business."
Allison loved the spicy retort, and pounded the
car horn twice, saying,
"You go girl," said Allison. "That's what I'm
talking about, Stella. Stay strong, then when she's out of earshot, give her a quiet
dressing down to your friends. That's what I'd do."
"Girlfriend, I really want you to knock it out of
the park with my agent tomorrow," said Stella. "You belong in this business.
You've got the looks in spades. You can learn everything else."
The three were in a good mood as they sat down to
eat. The food was delicious and the company was fantastic. At one point, Harper
looked around the room and saw a lot of presumably gay women, and a few gay
men.
"Is Hollywood all gay," said Harper. "There seems
to be a lot of dykes here, and most of them are watching our table. Just
curious."
"It's a sizeable group, and getting bigger all
the time," said Allison. "But, it's no where near the straight population.
You'll get used to it. The attention is flattering, to say the least."
They made the ten-minute drive to Stella's and
were in a great mood. Allison dropped them off, and wished Harper well with the
agent on Sunday.
*****
Harper and Stella walked into the house hand in
hand. When the door was closed, Stella took her in her arms and said to Harper,
"This is where I take you to bed, my love. Come."
"Gladly, girlfriend," said Harper. She had been
somewhat avoiding the topic, but there it was. "Not to get into ulterior
motives...but I'm your girlfriend, right?"
"My lord, you're my girlfriend and soon to be my
lover," said Stella. "Please, let's shed our clothing and jump together into my
wonderful bed."
Harper said, "Wow," and tore off her outfit,
leaving her naked. She tossed it to the corner. Stella was shaking in
anticipation, and followed Harper by shedding her clothes and tossing them to
another corner of the room. She reached out for Harper's boobs and gave both of
the girls a big squeeze. Harper smiled, and then embraced her for a long kiss.
They kissed like long lost lovers for several minutes.
"I did some reading on age gap relationships,"
said Harper. "It seems they can work quite well."
"I want you to move in with me if I can get you
and your mother to agree to it," said Stella. "I know its early, to be asking
for this. I know you'll make it in the biz, and we'll grow together. It's
pretty common around here, for an older woman to take a young lover, and it
will work great. I can give your mother..."
And here Harper put her index finger across
Stella's lips to silence her.
"Baby, I'm an old soul," said Harper. "And mother
wants what's best for me, and, I think I can make it in show business. Loving
you is best for me. I love you, Stella. We are only twenty miles from Elaine
and Terry."
"Sure, its who's on your arm at Hollywood events,
and you'll be the absolute best for me there," said Stella. "Our getting pics
snapped together on the red carpet. That is not lost on me. But it's the
energy, the excitement of having you with me, making love in every was
possible. If you make it in the biz, all the better."
"Let's go outside and make love," said Stella.
They gathered up towels and some clothes and went out to the deck. The entire
deck was in shade by this time, and Stella turned on some girl tunes. At one
end of the deck was a large video screen in its own little shack. With the push
of a button Stella got threesome going on the screen. What Harper didn't
realize was that it was a recording of a memorable three-way that Stella had
participated in.
Harper laid the big cushion in the shade, and sat
in the middle of it naked. The "back yard" was completely private and had
security features such that no one could get in without Stella's permission.
Stella walked sexily to Harper and she took one
of Harper's breasts in her mouth and made love to it. Then she went down on Harper, and ate her
pussy. Harper loved it, and twice pulled
Stella up to kiss her on the mouth. Stella had been a lesbian for more than
twenty years, and she was a natural. Harper was besotted with Stella and being
a lesbian too.
"Just as I thought, delicious beyond measure,"
Stella said to herself. "Hmmm. She ate at the "Y" like a starving prisoner, and
Harper had a quick orgasm."
"That's the fastest anyone has made me cum," said
Harper. "You know so much about lesbian sex. But, thank you."
"God, you tasted good, deary. Here, why don't you
do me," said Stella.
"Gladly," said Harper.
She then moved in position to eat Stella out. She
was on cloud nine as she was doing it and it tasted so good, better than the
high school girls. They were shaved very closely, so that their pussies and
assholes looked other worldly (and, so very young). Harpers was big, with a big
clit (and the little soldier appearing in his shiny helmet). Stella's was very
big too, with seemingly infinite folds and a long clit, also ending in the
helmeted man.
Harper tore into Stella's
vagina with great expectations. She took huge bites (so it seemed) of her
mentor's sex, grinding away with her head's down focus. It was such a turn on
for the talented actor to have the most beautiful young thing going crazy on
her, her lustrous hair spread out like an umbrella protecting them both from
the noon-day sun. Stella's birth canal was slippery smooth and Harper wondered
if it been sullied with child or an abortion. She would ask about that some
day. All she new was that it tasted so good with her long tongue ravaging its
walls. Her clit was magnificent, and Harper teased the helmet, her tongue doing
a dance with it and Stella muttering her satisfaction.
"Keep going, you lesbo slut," Stella said. "It so perfect, Aanngggg, Aanngggg," she cried,
her legs swimming in the sheets.
"Mmmm,
mmmm, said Harper in response. She was pre-occupied
with her lover's pleasure. Never had she been so focused on her partner.
"I think I'm going
to cum now, my dear," said Stella. "But whatever you do, you dyke, keep going.
Keep going."
Indeed, Stella came
and came and came. She squirted her juices all over Harper: her face, her hair,
her beasts. It was so erotic. She had not cum for two days and the itch had
built up. Afterward Stella laid in the middle of the cushions, and Harper
cuddled alongside her. What a perfect day it had been.
*****
Stella got up for some water and retrieved two
gold boxes from the bedroom. Out of one she picked a pink strapon, the kind you
get out Amazon which had a smooth look to it. No aspect of it was male, fuck
no. The dildo was eight inches, and its end was tapered. She opened the other
box for display. Harper nosed around in both of them handling a couple things,
taking the top off of some lube to smell the fragrant clear viscous liquid.
"So well prepared, girlfriend," she said. "Ah,
what do we have here?"
Stella had put on the beautiful dildo with its black
heavy-duty panties like she was getting dressed for a rehearsal. Once it was in
place, she turned to Harper and smiled. Harper's whole being wanted that
strapon inside her. It was a moment of chilling frisson for her. Nothing could
compare to good lesbian sex. And with Stella, it was great sex. It's like she
had been dealing with amateurs, and, suddenly, here was a professional.
"My god, the strapon looks so natural on you,
babe," said Harper. "I'm literally drowning in a sea of love and lesbian sex.
Are you my lifesaver?"
"Fuck yeah," said Stella, in her bedroom voice.
"I want to fuck you so bad, girlfriend." She grabbed a toy from the second box.
She performed a little for Harper, kissing the
double-ended dildo and then swallowed it. Harper was so excited that the did
the same to the other end. She was experienced with men and sex with men and
she took it all. The girl was so excited; her pussy was dripping with precum.
They giggled when they pulled the toy out of their throats, and kissed wildly.
"That's my girl, just relax and I'll be the
topgurl and I'll do the work for us," said Stella. "I'll make you cum like
you've only dreamed of."
Stella approached her in missionary position at
first. Harper's C Cup twins with their sizeable chocolate areolas were staring
back at her. Hmmm.
"I love your breasts: not to big, not too small.
Just right," said Stella. "And your areolas too. Just so...wonderful. Your body
is gorgeous my girlfriend. You know that, right?"
"Yeah, I've been told that recently by my mother
and her fiancée," said Harper. "Girls have become so easy to get, it's really
remarkable. And they seem to be in awe of my body. Oh well."
"I was good looking, in a pleasant way, when I
was your age," said Stella. "I got laid by my first girl when I was thirteen. And,
I have to admit, a man-boy a year later. You dear, are an angelic beauty. I
can't get over you."
She was dying to see Harper's reaction to
fucking, and Harper was dying to show her. Stella dabbed a little lube on the
strapon and some in Harper's cunt. Then she teased her lover by running the
head of the strapon up and down her pussy.
"Come on, give it to me now," cried Harper. "I
want it so bad, with every cell of my body. I'm aching for a Hollywood
fucking."
"That's the attitude I'm looking for,
girlfriend," said Stella. "I'm going to give it to you and you'll love it."
Then she shoved it all the way inside her and waited. She was forty-something,
but looked better than all those high school girls Harper had done.
"Oh Stella, my love, it's so fucking good," said
Harper, and she closed her eyes and let her mind wander to lesbian heaven. She
new she was in the hands of a master.
Stella started slowly, with even strokes. Soon,
Harper was responding with little movements off the bed, in synch with Stella.
They were a perfect match of Sapphic personalities, and Stella said,
"I don't know what I was thinking. I was assuming
I'd have to take baby steps in lovemaking. But you are so strong, so together.
I love it."
"I love you Stella," said Harper. She was staring
in the beautiful actor's eyes. They were both mesmerized. Time stood still;
they were both wondering why they had been so lucky to meet.
So, Stella had to keep the momentum going, but
with Harper, that was a cinch. She kissed Harper and massaged and slapped her
boobs. She turned her over by patting her hips one time, and entered her from
behind. You know, there was not a blemish on Harper's body, and her ass was
perfect. She kissed her back as she fucked her. Her hair was long enough to
grab, and Stella loved grabbing hair.
"I wonder how much she knows about S&M,"
Stella thought. She was a Mistress, and accustomed to introducing the world of
bondage to wanton baes all over LA. There was a "mild" dungeon in her basement.
Nothing controversial, except for the wooden cross in one room. S&M babies
love mock crucifixions. She had one the previous week with a young newcomer. It
was very satisfying, and they made love in the bedroom afterword.
"There's time for everything. Knowing her, she'll
probably take over, he he. She'll become my
Mistress."
Harper came, violently. There was something about
submitting to an older woman and that woman delivering.
*****
The next morning, Sunday, Madeline Cartwright was
right on time for the breakfast meeting at Stella's. Normally the help is off
on Sundays, Rose, her cook, was at her best in the kitchen and had a nice
spread of pancakes and a fruit salad and all kinds of good stuff.
Madeline got right to it, having Harper turn her
head side to side. She could tell her teeth were near perfect, and her hair to
die for.
"My God, she's gorgeous," said Madeline. Like all
girls, Harper loved compliments, and was beaming from ear to ear. "Oh wow, she
is just so charismatic, with that smile, those teeth, those different looks."
Madeline built her reputation as a no-nonsense
agent, coming off of early retirement from pictures at thirty-two. She knew the
biz, and everyone in it. She treated everyone with respect. "And I suspect her
mother is fab too, no?"
"Yes, her mother looks like Blake Lively, with
dark hair," said Stella. "Your father is of Italian extract, isn't that right
Harper. I presume he's very handsome."
"Yes, that's right," said Harper. "A real whop,
but he's admittedly very good looking."
"I'm so glad we've met," said Madeline. "I want
to represent you. I'll email the contract to you Monday, and it's just the
standard 15% of the gross of what you make. I know two teams that are just
going to go gaga over you. Of course, there are others. But the two are right
at the top! How soon can you start acting classes?"
"This is all moving so fast, but I'd say,
tomorrow," said Harper. She liked that answer.
"Great," said Madeline. "Stella knows the drill.
We'll really keep you busy for six months as your in training. We'll do some
commercial shoots, just so you can get experience and have some income coming
in."
Harper then turned to Stella. "Could I stay with
you Stella, at least while the classes are going on?"
"That's not going to be a problem," said Stella.
"We'll call your mother this afternoon." She wrapped her hand around Harper's
neck, and gave it a good shake. She was smiling, broadly, the way a father does
to his boy.
"Now Stella, didn't you want to show me something
in your bedroom?" said Madeline...
Harper and Stella took turns eating out Madeline
on their knees with gusto. In fact, she had them both on their knees, Stella in
front and Harper in back, with their arms around Madeline's legs. She was
thirty-eight, blonde, and luscious. She had no underwear on and her pussy was
delicious. She was freshly shaved that morning and was dripping wet. It's just
the way certain things work in Hollywood.
*****
When Madeline left, Harper was almost speechless
in her praise of Stella.
"Stella, you really have the magic touch," said
Harper. "I could just kiss you everywhere, he he."
"Oh, please do my dear, please do," said Stella.
"There's so much work to do. Head shots etc. But don't worry about a thing. We'll
celebrate tonight! Rose, I'm so happy, why don't you take tomorrow off."
"Why thank you, Stella," said Rose. Turning to
Harper, she said, "It seems you've made quite the impression, young lady. I've
never seen an agent so excited."
"It's all thanks to Stella," said Harper, and she
gave Stella a passionate kiss on the lips. And to Rose, a big hug. She followed
Rose to the door and had this to say to her,
"Honestly Rose, she could be the next big thing
in this town. She has lead roles written all over her. Please, lets both work
to make her life easier." She patted Rose on the butt as she left for her long
weekend.
"OK see you two love birds at the usual time on
Tuesday. Adios mis, amantes,"
said Rose.
Turning to Harper, Stella said "Rose is gay, so
no worries about her discretion, babe. She's been with me for six years now."
*****
Harper and Stella were so relaxed. Great sex in
the morning will do that. They put on their bikinis and wandered out to the
pool. They had some one-on-one time under the umbrella. Stella sat right next
to Harper, within kissing distance.
"I could get very tan, but I'd like to not look
like a prune when I'm sixty," Stella said.
"Good for you, love," said Harper. "I still like
to catch some rays. You know, I'm only sixteen. But I know some girls who had
melanoma, so I limit my sunning to thirty minutes."
"You know, I can't wait `til your mother and
Terry come down," said Stella. "We'll have a ball. When are you going to tell
your mother.
"Right now," as she reached for her iPhone.
"Hello mother, I have some great news," said
Harper.
"OK, give it to me," said Elaine. "I've only got
a minute."
"The agent really likes me. She's going to send a
contract tomorrow."
"Well how about that. I prayed for you. But I'm
so proud. Or course, you know not to sign anything until Stella and I have
reviewed it."
"Absolutely on that. You know, Stella is a
miracle worker. She's on a first name basis with all the starlets. She can make
things happen.
"And so beautiful. Are you going to stay with
her. You know it's OK."
"For now, maybe forever. I don't know, but I love
her madly." At this point she looked over at Stella, who was blushing.
"I'm jealous, but in a good way."
"So, the acting class I really need starts
tomorrow. That's one more reason for me to stay."
"OK, well I'll call school and explain it all.
Don't worry about a thing."
"Let's talk tonight. We're chillin'
by the pool after more great sex."
"Ha ha, too much
information. OK, love you."
"Love you too. Bye."
She tossed her phone onto the pink towel on the
table. She was so relaxed.
"She's going to work with my high school," said
Harper. "She'll hold down the `home front', he he."
Harper used air quotes, and got a rise out of Stella.
"Your mother is wonderful," said Stella. "That's
the one thing I missed as I was getting going. My mom finally admitted to me four
years ago that she was terribly jealous of my breaking into the business. I
remember once I had to hitchhike to rehearsal, even though she wasn't doing
anything at the time. Bless her."
"Sheesh. My mom is a great woman, and was a role
model for me as I was growing up...and...when I came out," said Harper. "She would
do anything for me. I'm so lucky."
Stella leaned over to Harper, and kissed her long
and deep. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful LA afternoon. The only
sound was the "drop, drop, drop" from a pipe, trickling into the pool. They
were all alone.
"So, everything is OK to move in here, with me?"
said Stella a few minutes later.
"If you'll have me," Harper said.
"Listen to you," said Stella. "If I'll have you.
You know, this is as much a privilege for me as it is for you. Dear, you are a
wonder in bed. I'm just sayin'. I can take you
anywhere. In fact, let's go over to Allison's tonight. We'll hang out and get
drunk and go to bed. You know, a threesome."
"I've had many threesomes, but the talent level
just got much, much higher," said Harper.
Stella squeezed Harper's breast, with her left
hand, and was already on her phone with her right one. She left a message for
Allison and followed it up with a quick text.
"I'm going to ask you something, but please don't
jump to any conclusions," said Stella. "Have you had any exposure to S&M or
bondage?"
"Yes, a little," said Harper. "A girl I was
dating in the fall who was into it, and we tied each other up, and some other
stuff. Piss play, that sort of thing. It was fun."
"Well, I'm into it a bit myself," said Stella. "You'll
find the gay girls around Hollywood are too."
"I assumed that the gay girls in Hollywood are
into that," said Harper. "That and drugs."
"Thank God drugs is in my distant past. But I'd like
to show you my basement," said Stella. "It's known in S&M circles as a
dungeon, except no one gets hurt. Can we go now?"
Stella took Harpers hand and they walked back
into the house. They went past the kitchen, opened a door to a stairway that
led to the basement. There was a lot of pics of naked girls on the wall of the
stairs, and one big one as they got to the bottom. Turned out it's a picture of
Stella herself. There were pics spread on the walls of the basement too turned
slightly, as if the decorator wanted the place to be nice, but not that nice.
It created a very hot scene.
Stella showed her the three rooms, the whips, the
chains, the sex swings. None of it phased Harper. In fact, she said the
"couldn't wait to learn" the new things. She had been on the sex swing at a
twenty-something's house before, and loved it. So, she wasn't a total noob.
Stella opened the room with the cross and turned
on the light. Again, there were scenes of lesbians and two paintings of
lesbians in various sex positions. The room sported a cross on one end, and two
small tables and an altar. The table and altar had white clothes; it looked
like a Catholic church. It even had a confessional in the back corner. You
wonder what goes in there. There were only lesbians on the walls but they had
halos around their heads. Harper got an other-worldly feel about the room.
"We tie the girl up on the cross and she, well,
suffers a bit, not physically, but emotionally I suppose," said Stella. "There
is always a small group of us, and we mock her and do stuff. They really like it.
It's freeing, freeing from religion so to speak."
"I can see that, and I want to do it," said
Harper. "I've just seen two videos on Pornhub, of girls hanging on the cross. It
was so sexy, and here it is. Interesting. I'm not religious, but I kind of know
the cross story."
"It's something for a party, with Allison and a
few of my friends," said Stella. "It means so much to me that you're not judgmental
and want to try it. There's been no one who has left here disappointed. The
best thing is just to be here, live, as it were. And, there is no rush to do
it. Maybe in a couple of months. We'll have some nuns over too."
"Real nuns?" asked Harper.
"Yes, real ones," said Stella. "High school
teachers, believe it or not."
They went upstairs and got some drinks out the double
wide Viking refrigerator. A wine cooler for Stella, and some Diet Coke for
Harper, and went to the pool.
"Do you mind if I smoke?" said Harper. She felt a
little guilty bringing that up with her mother-lover.
"Not if I can too," said Stella. "I don't have
any cigarettes right now, though. Should we call down to Louis and order some?
"I do," offered Harper, and she trotted off to
the bedroom and returned with a fresh pack and a lighter. She was so happy that
Stella would indulge her one sin, and partake also. But she really felt like
one right then.
"Yes, Louis. They're normally here in ten
minutes. Let me put the number in your phone. If Louis doesn't have it, he'll
get it." She took Harper's phone and typed in the number.
"Order a carton when you get around to it. We'll
just keep them in the kitchen," said Stella. "Louis just sends a bill," said
Stella. "So, if you want or need anything, just call Louis. Don't worry about
the money. And don't tip them, but be polite, like you are all the time."
The women lit up and blew out the smoke together,
just like the Hollywood starlets of yesterday.
"I used to carry them with me everywhere and I
smoked a half pack a day," said Stella. "But I quit for future health reasons.
I still sneak one, usually at a party. And I consume marijuana through edibles.
That and alcohol are all I do, my only indulgences. Besides women, of course.
How about you? Any habits we should know about?"
"Of course, women. But I really want to settle
down, and I'm not just saying that," said Harper.
"I know that," said Stella. "But if you stray a
bit, I won't say anything. For example, if there is a hot girl on set. That
type of thing. I don't want you to beat
yourself up on that. You're sixteen, and still not at your peak years where you
crave sex all the time."
"I mean, are you in your peak years now?" said
Harper, who leaned over and kissed her new girlfriend.
"Yes mam, I entered them about ten years ago and
I'm going strong," said Stella. "Honestly, I can't get enough sex. But that is
what vibes and porn are for. But any other habits, just rest assured I am very
forgiving. Hollywood puts such pressure on women, that the girls develop some
addictions."
"I realize that. Believe it or not, I haven't
tried pot," said Harper. "The brownies thing really is appealing though."
"I can't believe how compatible we are," said
Stella. Both women finished their cigarettes after a satisfying last deep draw.
They moved to the pool's edge and sat with their feet in the water, thinking
about nothing at all.
In ten minutes or so, Stella perked up.
"So tomorrow the main thing is to go to the
acting get signed up for the class," said Stella. We'll leave here at 8:00 to
get there and get signed up before the 9:00 class. I'll go shopping and return
around ten-thirty and be reading a book in my car, under the shade. You'll blow
them all away. Just remember, be yourself. 100% Let the instructor guide you.
Really, don't act, just listen to the teacher. I'm not kidding. The kids who
are into drama in high school have so much to un-learn." She put her head on
Harper's shoulder, and went to sleep.
*****
They walked to Allison's house, which was only
six hundred yards away. They ate dinner
and went to Allison's bedroom and Harper was the queen of the three-way and she
got so many complements from both women. The womyn were so randy it seemed to
Harper. Allison's girlfriend Mia, a girl of twenty, came over a little later,
while they were still in bed. Of course, the girl was beautiful and a
magnificent body and a brain too, and she didn't hesitate from jumping in bed
with us. We didn't miss a beat and Mia latched on to my cunt like she owned it.
Ahhh. She was a sophomore at LMU in Women's Studies
(of course). I wonder how she met Allison?
The energy of the four was beautiful. Harper was
so relaxed that on the walk home she said,
"Stella, it's like I'm in a dream," said Harper.
"This is the best weekend I've ever had. Can it get any better?"
"Yes, and I will give you some advice and then I
will shut up," said Stella. "No more advice after this. The only thing is when
you're not busy and when the phone isn't ringing, that can be tough. I've been
through two stretches. That's when your
character has to kick in, and you have hobbies and classes and charities to get
you by. Other than that, you're right. It is a dream, and you wander through it
with your partner. I hope that's me."
"Me too," said Harper, and she took Stella's hand
in hers and smiled, making their way home.
"You know you're beautiful. But that smile. Gees.
It lights up the neighborhood. You got it girlfriend."
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