Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2007 18:38:04 -0400
From: kmb2476@aol.com
Subject: Harem 17 pt 4

CONTINUED FROM PART 3



       "What am I doing?" Christina Aguilera asked herself for what felt
like the millionth time as she stared out the window at the hotel.

       "Miss Aguilera?  We're here," Jean Paul gently pointed out to her.
The car had been idling outside the Beverly Hills Hotel for a few minutes
now, but Christina hadn't moved an inch.  She had just stared out the
window, frozen and unsure what to do next.

       "I know," Christina replied in a tiny voice that was rarely heard
from the bold singer.

       She didn't know why she was doing this.  The whole way there she had
kept thinking about telling Jean Paul to forget about the hotel and take
her back to Malibu instead.  She didn't know why she was here.  She didn't
know what she hoped to accomplish by doing this.  But Christina just
couldn't open her mouth and force the words out.  She just silently sat
back in the car as Lauren's driver brought her closer and closer to the
hotel.

       And now that she as there, Christina found herself unable and
unwilling to move.  She just stared out into the night at the hotel
entrance wondering what would happen if she actually went inside.  She
didn't have a plan and Christina had never felt more vulnerable than she
did then, sitting silently as a slave to her emotions.  She had tried to
live her life so that would never happen and now she felt weak and, even
though she was totally dressed, naked.

       "Would you like me to park the car?" Jean Paul inquired.  "Do you
want to go somewhere else?"

       "I...I...I don't know," Christina stammered, her whole brain and
soul gripped with indecision.  Should she actually go inside?  She had
decided to come here on a whim and now she was scared of actually seeing it
through.  But she knew if she left the feelings she had would only grow
more intense and drive her completely crazy.

       Christina knew she wasn't in her right mind right then.  She had
actually walked away from an orgy.  An orgy full of some of the sexiest
women in the world!  She never walked away from sex.  Something was clearly
wrong and Christina felt deep down that there was no way she was going to
be able to move on with her life until she did this.  She had to have some
kind of closure.

       Before she could talk herself out of it, Christina reached for the
door and exited the idling vehicle.  She didn't say a word to Jean Paul.
She just got out and walked toward the entrance, leaving the confused
driver behind, not quite sure what he was supposed to do next.  Should he
go back to Lauren's?  Should he wait for Christina?  This was not the kind
of situation he had hoped to end up in today.

       But Christina didn't pay a single thought to Jean Paul's troubles.
She was entirely focused on her own.  She was practically in a daze as she
walked into the hotel.  She didn't know what she was doing or what she was
going to say or how any of this was going to go down.  She just knew she
had to do this.  She had to see her.

       Christina was easily recognizable as she walked in and she felt the
looks from people as they saw her in such a weird state.  She knew there
was probably going to be a story on the net before she got home saying she
was drunk or stoned or something at the hotel, but she didn't care.  She
just walked right up to the front desk.

       "Where's the concert?" Christina asked.  She got the directions she
was looking for and she made her way there.  She had gotten here late.  The
concert might even be over and she'd have missed her chance.  And then what
would she do?

       Fortunately that wasn't a problem because as she approached the room
she heard a familiar voice singing.  Opening the door, Christina peeked
inside and nearly fell apart emotionally the first time she saw Britney.
Christina took a deep breath, trying to compose herself, and walked in.

       It was a small, intimate venue.  Far, far from the stadiums that
Britney had sold out at her peak.  But from a business standpoint,
Christina knew this was the right way to start off a comeback.  First
Britney had to remind people she could sing and then she could move up from
there.  It certainly wasn't her usual crowd.  There were a few teenagers
there, but mostly it was industry types, like Britney was auditioning for
them, trying to get their approval and blessing for a comeback after
everything that had happened.

       But Christina didn't care about business.  She only had eyes for
Britney.  She stared at her former lover as she sang through a stripped
down version of Everytime.  Christina had always loved that song and she
had always loved Britney's voice.  It wasn't as strong as hers, but
Christina loved how soft and gentle it could be.  With the right song,
Britney's voice was wonderful.

       Mostly, though, Christina stared at Britney's body.  She was in a
blue dress, with just a hint of cleavage.  It was as if she had taken pains
to prove to the industry that she wasn't slutty all the time, but Christina
couldn't help but be overcome with desire anyway.  Staring at Britney as
she sang, Christina thought back to all the wonderful, sexy memories they
shared.

       At the same time, though, that made Christina feel the pain and
loneliness too.  There were so many emotions going on at once within her
body and Christina didn't know which one to
feel...love...hate...lust...anger.  They were all battling inside of her
for dominance.

       She just stood in the doorway and suddenly Christina felt as though
she'd made a terrible mistake by coming here.  She had no idea what she was
going to say to Britney.  She should just go.  But before she could turn
around and reach for the door, she was discovered.

       "Thank you...thank you..." Britney said at the polite, impressed
applause from her audience as she finished the song.  "For my last song
tonight I..."

       Suddenly Britney froze.  The lights had come up again and she had
seen Christina.  She was absolutely stunned and could do nothing to hide
her reaction.

       "Chrissy?" Britney gasped into her microphone.  She lost all of her
stage composure at the mere sight of her former lover and Britney's head
began to spin.

       At first she thought she might collapse, but Britney had enough
sense to hold on, knowing that collapsing in front of the people she most
had to impress would have surely sealed her fate as an unreliable, drunk
and drugged up whore in their eyes.

       Britney didn't fall, but she also knew she couldn't go on.  Everyone
turned around murmuring at Christina's sudden arrival.  The two had
announced their partnership with such fanfare and their sudden split had
certainly not gone unnoticed.  Christina stood there embarrassed at all the
looks she was getting, but she also couldn't take her eyes off Britney.

       "I...I...be back...five minutes..." Britney managed to force past
her lips as she tore offstage.

       Christina knew that she was supposed to go backstage and talk to her
or something and she once again considered just bolting out of there.  But
she didn't.  Her feet started moving without her even thinking about it and
soon she was headed backstage to talk to Britney as the crowd buzzed,
wondering what the hell was going on here.

       As she quickly walked, Christina had nothing even remotely
resembling a plan in mind.  She didn't even know what she wanted to get out
of coming here much less how exactly to get it.  She was going on nothing
but instinct and emotion at this point.  Her brain had taken a back seat to
her heart.

       She reached the backstage area and as soon as she did she found a
large bodyguard blocking her way.  Christina reflexively turned toward
Fluffy, knowing her bigger companion would surely clear this joker out of
there.  But of course Fluffy wasn't there and this guy towered over her
tiny frame.  Christina felt about five inches tall next to the burly guard.

       "No access backstage," the man growled.  If he did recognize
Christina then it didn't cut any ice with him.  The look on his face showed
there would be no negotiation when it came to getting past him.

       Under normal circumstances, Christina would just have started
screaming at the man.  She never let anything get in her way and this guy
never would have intimidated her before.  But the bold, forceful Christina
wasn't coming out to play right then and instead Christina just meekly took
being denied access with silence.

       Fortunately, things quickly changed.

       "It's ok...let her through," a voice came from behind the guard.
Christina didn't have to see a face to know it was Britney and the guard
obeyed, stepping to the side so Christina could go past.

       Christina walked in, trying to find some kind of words to say how
she felt then.  She was never at a loss for words.  But tonight, when she
needed them most, none were coming to mind.  Her tongue was frozen and
seeing Britney again, standing right in front of her, wasn't doing anything
to unfreeze it.

       Britney had a nervous look on her face.  When she had seen or talked
to Christina lately it always seemed to end with Christina screaming at
her, hurling hateful names and even throwing things at her while tears
rolled down her face from being treated like that.  Britney looked as if
she expected Christina to attack her at any second.  She looked a little
like an animal that had been shocked too many times in a lab and whose
nerves were on edge at all times.

       The two girls stared at each other for a few moments that felt like
agonizing hours to both of them.  Neither of them said a word.  They just
locked sad eyes and waited for the other to break the silence.  Finally it
was Britney who spoke first.

       "Hey," Britney said shyly, her guard up since she didn't know what
to expect.  She was all kinds of nervous and had barely remembered to take
off her microphone.  But fortunately she had remembered before her
conversation had ended up being broadcast to everyone.

       "Hey," Christina replied, her tone more gentle than it had been with
Britney in a long, long time.

       But the two girls didn't immediately follow up those simple
greetings with anything else.  Neither of them knew what to say.  They had
no idea what the other was thinking and both were scared of reaching out.

       "I'm glad you came," Britney finally said.  "I...I didn't think
anyone was."

       "I wasn't...then I was..." Christina replied.  "Jewel told us and
I...we...weren't...I...I just couldn't stop thinking...you know...of you
and me and..."

       Christina tried to stammer out a few more words but her meaning
wasn't becoming any clearer and suddenly Britney interrupted her to say
what she had been dying to shout right into her microphone when she had
seen Christina in the doorway.

       "I miss you so much Christina!" Britney declared, her lip quivering.

       "I miss you too..." Christina softly replied, so quietly that
Britney barely heard it.  Christina stared down at her feet, feeling silly
and weak from all this, but also feeling real relief from starting to
release what she had kept bottled up in herself all this time.

       "Chrissy, please let's make this right between us," Britney begged,
creeping in closer toward her former lover with every word.  "I miss you so
goddamn much!  I've been going crazy without you!  I don't want you to be
mad at me!  I just want it to be like it was before!"

       "It can't be," Christina said reflexively, spitting out the words
even though all she really wanted was for things to be exactly the way they
were before Britney ever met Kevin and things had gotten so completely
fucked up.

       "Why not?" Britney asked.  "Please Chrissy.  I want to talk to you!
I want to make things right!  All I've wanted all this time is for you to
talk to me!  I don't want you to hate me!"

       Britney was right in front of Christina now and she suddenly
embraced her.  Britney tightly wrapped her arms around Christina and for a
moment it worked.  But just as quickly as it started, Christina ended it by
wiggling away and stepping back.

       "It just...just can't ever be like that again," Christina said.  "It
hurts too fucking much to even look at you Britney!  You hurt me!  You left
me Britney!"

       "I didn't!" Britney claimed.  "You threw me out!  I never wanted to
leave!  You made me leave!  I've been trying to come back and you wouldn't
let me."

       "You just don't get it Britney," Christina snapped.  "You left me
the second you let that fucking asshole touch you!"

       "Kevin?" Britney asked, trying to see what Christina meant.

       "Yes!  Kevin!  Who the fuck did you think I was talking about?"
Christina demanded, her anger starting to rise.  "You let that douchebag
paw you Britney!  You never understood how much that hurt me!  You fucking
stabbed me in the back when you gave it all up to be with him!  You just
don't understand how I feel!"

       "Then make me understand!" Britney insisted, grabbing Christina's
arm, her own anger starting to bubble up.  "All that time you kept pushing
me away when I tried to be close to you!  You told me to be bisexual
Christina!  You told me to still look at guys!  You practically pushed me
into bed with him!  I would have given everything up for you Christina!  I
would never have touched another girl or another guy if that's what you had
wanted!  You say I don't get it?  You don't fucking get it!  You never got
how much I care about you Chrissy!"

       "Let go of me," Christina said, pulling her arm away.  "I don't know
why I even came here.  I never wanted you to fuck Kevin!  I never even
wanted him to look at you!  How could you even think that?  Being bi is one
thing, stabbing me in the back is another!  He was fucking disgusting
Britney and you picked him over me!  You wanted to be with him more than
you wanted to be with me!  You fucking broke my heart you bitch!"

       "He said he loved me!" Britney cried, trying to keep from sobbing or
screaming as all the feelings she'd had for Christina flowed out now.  All
the sadness, all the rejection, all the anger, all the longing.  It all
came out at once.

       "I just wanted someone to love me!" Britney emotionally continued.
"It's all I've ever wanted!  He said he loved me and I believed him!
Chrissy, I know I fucked up!  I was wrong and I lost everything!  Now you
say you hate me and it kills me every time you do!  How can you hurt me so
much and say those things?  I broke your heart?  You broke my heart when
you threw me out like I was some piece of garbage!  I just wanted someone
to fucking love me!"

       Christina suddenly burst into tears again at the sound of Britney's
words.  She was so overcome with emotion that her legs began to feel weak.
Why hadn't Britney said this to her before?  Why hadn't she told her before
she had met Kevin?  Why hadn't Britney given her a real chance to say she
loved her?  Christina started blaming herself too.  Why hadn't she told
Britney how she really felt?  She'd had so many chances but she'd been
scared.

       "Chrissy, don't cry," Britney urged, close to tears herself.
"Please don't cry.  I don't want us to hate each other!  Please Chrissy, I
want things to be like they were before!  I want to be with you!  I want to
be back at the mansion, but I'd never see any of the other girls again if
it meant I could be with you.  I'd give anything to be with you!  Please
Chrissy.  Please.  I don't want to fight anymore.  I want it to be like it
was!"

       "It just can't be like that again," Christina insisted, using her
hands to try and wipe her tears away.  "I can't take the fucking pain
Britney!  It hurt so much when you told me you were pregnant and marrying
him!  How could you do that to me?  How could you hurt me like that?"

       "You hurt me too," Britney pointed out.  "You said you never wanted
to see me again!  You were so mean to me!  Why?  Why were you so fucking
cruel once I told you?  Why didn't you even try to understand what I was
going through?"

       Christina looked up with tear stained eyes at Britney.  Beautiful,
soft, trusting Britney.  Christina felt all her emotions crashing into each
other.  It made her whole body hurt, but most of all she felt love inside
her.  Love for Britney.  But with that brought the pain of the rejection
Britney's time with Kevin had caused in her.  She didn't want to go through
that again.  She couldn't handle it.

       "It's too late...it's too late for it..." Christina said, pulling
away like she was about to leave.  "It's all the past now Britney.  We
shouldn't see each other anymore.  It hurts too much to see you Britney."

       "No!  Don't say you won't see me!" Britney cried, little tears
starting to form at her eyes as she tried with all her strength to hold
them back.  "Tell me how you feel Christina!  It's not too late!  Make me
understand why you were so mean!"

       "Because I fucking loved you Britney!" Christina emotionally
shouted, not caring if anyone else heard her.  "Do you get it now Britney?
Is it making any fucking sense to you now?  I loved you Britney!  I didn't
want you to be with Kevin because I wanted you to be with me!  I would have
given you love!  Real love!"

       "Oh Chrissy..." Britney replied, tears starting to stream down her
face.  "Baby!  I love you too!  I did back then!  I still do now!  I
haven't stopped!  Please Chrissy!  Don't go!  I love you!  That's what I
wanted from you so much!  I didn't know you felt the same way!  I never
told you because I thought you wouldn't feel the same way and you'd think I
was stupid!  I love you Christina!  Please!  Please say you still love me!"

       "I don't," Christina lied.  "I don't love you anymore Britney!  It's
too late!"

       But even as Christina's words claimed that, her face told a
different story.  Britney could see that and she didn't accept Christina's
words.

       "It's not too late!" Britney insisted.  "It's never too late for
love!  Please Chrissy, I love you so much baby!  I never stopped loving
you.  I loved you the moment we first touched in the dressing room!  Please
don't go!  Stay with me Chrissy!  Stay forever!  I love you!  And I know
you love me too!  I see it in your eyes!  You do love me Christina!"

       "I don't," Christina continued to claim, even as her heart beat
stronger in her chest.  She just wished Britney had told her all this
earlier.  They could have avoided so much pain. They could have had so much
fun.

       "You do!" Britney said, hugging Christina again and feeling an
enormous sense of relief when the girl didn't pull away this time.  "You
love me Chrissy, just like I love you!  We can make this right!  I know we
can!  We can make it like before but only better!  Please Chrissy.  Don't
walk away.  Give us a chance!"

       "I...I...I...can't...it's too much pain...I can't be in love with
someone..." Christina sighed, even as her heart overruled her mouth and she
began hugging Britney back, loving the feel of their bodies pressed
together for the first time in what felt like forever.  "I can't do this.
You can't just say you love someone and make it all better.  It's too late.
Too much has happened.  I can't be in love with you Britney.  It's just
words...just stupid fucking words..."

       "No, when it's the truth it's never stupid," Britney claimed, unable
to help from pressing her lips to Christina's neck, making the shorter girl
moan softly from the tender kiss.  "No words matter more than when you say
you love someone.  I love you Christina!  I'll never stop saying it if
it'll make you realize you still love me too!"

       Their tears were drying and their anger cooling into something much
more intense.  Christina was about to say something when there was a sudden
interruption.

       "Ummmm Britney, they're kind of waiting for you," a bespectled man
said, sticking his head backstage and finding himself quite stunned at the
sight of the embracing couple of blonde pop stars.

       So much had happened in these last minutes that Britney had almost
forgotten there was an audience of industry types waiting out there for
her.  It was then that she had an idea.  It was a great idea.  It was a
perfect idea.  There was one thing she knew how to do.  She knew how to
sing.  She'd make Christina see her words weren't empty.  She'd make her
see that she really did love her.

       "I'll be out in a minute," Britney told her manager before she
turned her attention back to Christina.

       "Chrissy, let me show you I love you," Britney pleaded.  "Let me
show you how I really feel about you.  It's not just words.  It's my heart.
I want to prove myself to you!  Let me prove myself!"

       Christina didn't say anything.  She just nodded her head.  Britney
pulled away from their hug and smiled, the kind of sweet, happy smile that
Christina loved with every inch of her heart.  It was a beam of sunshine
amongst clouds and Christina felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of it.
Even after all the pain she couldn't help but see why she had fallen in
love with Britney in the first place.

       "Wait here," Britney said.  "Let me show you how I really feel."

       Britney then turned around and headed back to the stage.  Christina
was frozen for a moment, but instead of staying as Britney had asked, she
turned around and left.  She couldn't handle this.  It was just too much.
Too much emotion.  Too much confusion.  She had to leave all of this.

       Deep down Christina knew she wanted Britney to prove herself.  She
wanted her to prove that these weren't just words being tossed around by
them, but something more.  But Christina also knew that nothing brought
pain quite like love did.  She was scared of putting herself out there
again.  She didn't want to get hurt.  It wasn't worth all the pain.  She'd
been hurt before too many times by love.  How could she take that leap of
faith again?

       Christina walked out back into the audience, heading for the front
door.  She couldn't handle this.  She really couldn't.  But she gave one
last glimpse back toward Britney on the stage and that was when everything
changed.

       "I have one more song tonight," Britney said, seeing Christina out
in the audience.  "This is for someone very special to me.  Someone who I
love more than anything.  I hope this shows you how I feel baby."

       Christina froze in the doorway.  Was Britney going to out them right
there on the stage?  It had disaster written all over it!  But fortunately
Britney did something else.  She began to sing as her band started playing
behind her a slow guitar riff that was familiar to anyone who knew anything
about love songs.

       "Something in the way she moves attracts me like no other lover,"
Britney sang. This was one of her favorite songs ever and she just hoped
Christina would see how true her feelings were by hearing it.

       "Something in the way she woos me," Britney continued.  "I don't
want to leave her now.  You know I believe and how."

       There started to be a bit of a murmur in the crowd again.  Britney
was singing the song very well, but it did not escape the attention of it
there that she hadn't changed any of the words to be gender appropriate.
Britney was singing about a "she" and as far as they knew none of her exes
were women.

       But Britney paid them no mind.  She just kept on singing as
Christina stared at her from the doorway.

       "Somewhere in the smile she knows, that I don't need no other
lover," Britney sang passionately.  "Something in her style that shows me.
I don't want to leave her now.  You know I believe and how."

       Christina couldn't believe Britney was doing this.  She was
literally singing her heart out up there.  Christina had always loved this
song too and each word coming out of Britney's mouth touched her.

       "You're asking me will my love grow?  I don't knowwwwww I don't
know," Britney pressed on.  "You stick around now it may show.  I don't
knowwwwwww I don't know."

       By now the buzzing in the crowd was really starting to pick up
during the guitar solo as everyone tried to figure out just who the heck
Britney was singing about.

       "Something in the way she knows and all I have to do is think of
her," Britney sang.  "Something in the things she shows me.  I don't want
to leave her now.  You know I believe and how."

       The song ended and Britney heard the applause from the audience.
Despite the confusion, everyone had to admit that she had sung the song
extremely well.

       But Britney couldn't hear their applause.  She looked up at the
doorway and saw Christina was gone and her heart sank.  She hadn't been
able to do it.  She hadn't been able to convince Christina to stay.  She
hadn't been able to show her that she truly did love her.

       With tears starting to well up again, Britney dropped her microphone
and ran off the stage.  She had to get out of here.  If she didn't have
Christina then all of this was for nothing.  But before Britney could get
too far she nearly ran right smack dab into the woman waiting for her
backstage.

       "You stayed!" Britney gasped in surprised happiness as she again
found herself face to face with Christina.

       Christina didn't say a word.  She just grabbed Britney softly by the
face and kissed her with loving passion.  She didn't care if anyone saw
them and neither did Britney.  As far as they were concerned the rest of
the world didn't exist.  It was just the two of them and nothing else.

       They kissed with all the love their hearts could muster, the dams
breaking inside them and all their emotion spilling out.  Their heads spun
and their hearts pounded but all that mattered was this moment and this
kiss.

       "I love you Christina," Britney moaned when they finally pulled
apart.

       "I love you Britney," Christina replied, both of their faces covered
in happy smiles.

       Nothing more needed to be said and despite the audience waiting for
more of Britney, the two of them couldn't get out of the hotel fast enough.

* * * * *

       With Lauren's driver long gone, Christina had needed a ride and
Britney had been more than happy to offer her one.  They had gotten in the
back of Britney's limo and before the doors were even closed the partition
was being raised up so the driver couldn't see what they were up to.

       The whole way home was gone in a flash, the time flying by thanks to
all the kissing, touching and moaning going on in the back.  The two girls
didn't get too frisky though.  All their clothes stayed on.

       As tempting as it was for them to just fuck in the back of the limo,
something they'd certainly done many times in the past, they held onto what
little self control they had.  This had been such a long time coming that
they wanted it to happen some place softer and much more bed like.

       Britney was living in Malibu these days and Christina wasn't
surprised to see that her mansion wasn't far from THE mansion.  She was
happy Britney was so close.  She had a feeling there was going to be a lot
of times when they were going back and forth between their mansions.

       "Did you buy here on purpose?" Christina asked as the limo pulled up
past the gate.

       "Maybe," Britney giggled naughtily.  "Mmmm Kevin never had any idea
why I wanted to buy it so bad but I just wanted to be close to you guys.  I
kept hoping that we'd run into each other and this would happen."

       Britney then kissed Christina again, a gesture that was very
welcomed and happily returned.  But before they got too deep into making
out, the limo came to a stop.

       "Miss Spears, we're here," the driver said over the intercom.

       "Thanks, we won't be needing you again tonight, you can head home,"
Britney told her driver before she and Christina exited and zipped toward
the front door hand in hand.  They knew their actions were undoubtedly
raising eyebrows with the driver and they didn't care.

       The two shared another passionate kiss once they were inside and the
door was closing behind them.  There was no one else in the mansion then
except for Britney's kids and the nanny, all of whom, Britney assured
Christina, were sound sleepers.  But the girls didn't rush right into
tearing each other's clothes off.  Britney had something else she wanted to
do first.

       "And this is Jayden," Britney whispered as she and Christina hovered
over the crib the baby slept soundly in.  They kept things quiet so as not
to wake him and the sight of the innocent infant took Christina's breath
away.

       "He's so beautiful," Christina marveled in her tiniest voice as she
got her first look at Britney's second child.  She'd always loved kids and,
having first met Sean a few moments ago in the other room, Christina found
herself falling instantly in love with Britney's adorable offspring.

       "He's beautiful just like his mommy," Christina said, giving
Britney's arm a caress and making the singer beam at the compliment.

       "Thanks," Britney smiled.  "He's mommy's little darling.  Both of
them are. I love them both so much, Chrissy, that sometimes I think I'm
gonna explode.  Everytime I get mad at Kevin and think about everything bad
that happened, I just remember that at least he gave me these boys.
Sometimes that's the only thing keeping me sane."

       Christina could see exactly what Britney meant.  Just like Sean,
Jayden was absolutely adorable.  Christina felt the impulse to just grab
him and keep him because the infant was so cute that she was powerless to
resist him.  She had never seen Britney's kids before tonight and now she
had she understood better than ever what had kept Britney in her failed
marriage for so long.

       But introducing Christina to her children was far from the only
thing that Britney wanted now that she had the girl in her house.  After
all the time they'd been apart, what Britney wanted most was some time
alone with her beautiful blonde lover.

       "C'mon," Britney said seductively, running her hand over Christina's
back and then taking her hand in hers to pull her away from the crib and
out of the room.  "There's something else I want to show you."

       "Oh yeah?" Christina asked with a smile, sensing that whatever it
was Britney wanted to show her would involve the removal of all their
clothes.  "What'cha gonna show me Britney?"

       "You'll see," Britney grinned, excitedly pulling Christina by the
hand through the hallway toward her bedroom.  Christina had never been here
before and Britney was very eager for her to get very intimately acquainted
with the room, starting right now.

       Christina grinned right along with Britney.  She was giddy with
anticipation.  It had been so long since she and Britney had fucked and,
now that all that tension and anger were gone and had been replaced by the
confirmation of their love for each other, it felt a little bit like a
first time for them.

       Christina actually felt a little bit nervous, but she knew that
would quickly fade.  Indeed each step toward Britney's bedroom made the
butterflies in her stomach fade away to be replaced by horny desire for her
friend.  As they walked, Britney was leading the way and Christina's eyes
dropped down toward Britney's ass and how the sexy dress hugged her curves
tightly, almost taunting Christina with the hint of the delights she knew
lay underneath.

       Utterly unable to help herself, Christina playfully pinched
Britney's ass through her dress, getting a surprised yip from the singer.

       "Naughty girl," Britney giggled at the most welcome touch to her
backside.  She just hoped that pinching wasn't the only thing that
Christina wanted to do to her ass.

       "You know it," Christina smirked.  "But the question is what are you
going to do about it, Brit Brit?"

       "Mmmmmm this," Britney declared, turning around to kiss Christina
again.

       This kiss was softer and more tender than the ones they had shared
backstage.  The two were right at the door to Britney's bedroom and, as
they kissed, she pulled Christina inside.

       As soon as they were past the doorway, the kiss gained passion and
strength.  Their mouths opened and their tongues emerged once more to rub
together.  Both girls happily sighed and moaned into each other's mouths,
the two of them both overcome with joy at being reunited like this.

       As the kiss deepened, Britney brought her hands to Christina's face
and softly caressed her lover's beautiful features.  Christina then reached
up to her taller lover and did the same to her.  Both girls touched each
other's faces while they passionately kissed and soon they were grinding
their bodies together, getting as much contact against each other as they
possibly could with their clothes still on.

       Britney and Christina moaned blissfully while they kissed and
touched each other.  They held onto each other like they never, ever, ever
wanted to let go.  Every desire they had pent up for each other was flowing
through their veins, fueling them on and making their bodies ache for what
was about to happen.

       When Christina finally did pull her hands off Britney's face,
Britney groaned in disappointment and made a little pout with her mouth.
But Christina's intentions were soon crystal clear and the only sounds out
of Britney's mouth were moans for more as Christina reached up to push the
straps of Britney's dress off her shoulders.

       "Let me help," Britney offered, breaking their kiss so they both
could catch their breath.

       "No, I want to do it," Christina insisted.  "I want to strip you
bare, baby.  Don't you want that Britney?  Don't you want me to see you
naked?"

       "Mmmmmm yessssss," Britney groaned.  "More than anything.  Ohhhhh
Chrissy, it's been too fucking long."

       "Mmmhmm," Christina agreed.  "So let's start making up for lost time
and get good and slutty like we used to."

       Britney smiled happily at the sound of that and stood straight so
Christina could successfully push the straps of her dress off her
shoulders.  Doing so didn't cause the dress to fall right off Britney, as
Christina had envisioned happening, but it certainly kick started the
process and Christina was able to make more progress by tugging at the
dress and pulling it down her lover's body inch by inch.  Christina softly
sighed in anticipation as she did this, wanting more and more of the flesh
that she had denied herself for so long to be revealed to her.

       Christina's excitement grew with each bit of Britney that was
exposed by pulling down her dress.  It was like unwrapping a present and,
even though Christina was already intimately aware of every inch that was
underneath Britney's clothes, she was still very eager to get at it.  The
two girls resumed kissing and they both moaned as one when Christina got
the dress past Britney's tits.

       It had been obvious from the way Britney's nipples had been poking
against her dress that she hadn't worn a bra underneath it, but Christina's
pussy still quivered with desire when she got confirmation of that.
Britney's tits had looked so good pushed up, creating a deep cleavage, as
her dress had been pulled down, but nothing compared to the sight of them
naked.

       Once Britney's breasts were exposed, Christina paused her dress
removal efforts to immediately attack them.  She took Britney's heavy
mounds in her hands and massaged them, rubbing her palms against her
lover's swollen nipples as Britney tossed her head back and moaned loudly
with desire.  But Christina didn't just want to touch Britney's tits, not
when she already knew how good they tasted.

       "Mmmmmm ohhhhh Chrissyyyyy," Britney moaned, tossing her head back
again as she felt Christina's wet tongue dart out to lick at her bared
chest.  "Yesssss mmmmmm yessss babyyyyyyy!  Oooooh it's been soooo long!
Gawwd I never forgot how good this feels!  Suck my tits Chrissy!  Suck my
big, slutty tits!"

       As her pussy dripped right into her jeans, Christina did exactly as
she was asked.  She had both of her hands on Britney's breasts and her
mouth was greedily going after every inch of girl flesh she could get at.
Christina licked and kissed and sucked Britney's tits, teasing her swollen
nipples with her tongue and then engulfing them with her lips.

       Sucking on Britney's nipples made the girl coo with lust and
Britney's hands were soon in Christina's hair, caressing the soft, blonde
strands and urging her lover never to stop.  Little drops of excited sweat
were starting to form on Britney's flesh, slowly dripping into her cleavage
and down her neck onto her waiting chest.  Christina licked it all up with
eager lashes of her tongue, leaving Britney's wet, throbbing nipples behind
to shower her tender loving care all over her lover's chest.

       With the sound of Britney moaning for more dancing around her ears,
Christina didn't leave an inch of Britney's large breasts untouched.  The
more she touched with her mouth and tongue, the more Christina craved.
Tasting Britney's flesh had her addicted all over again instantly, even
after those long months of forced separation.

       Christina continued to caress the large mounds of girl flesh, loving
the feel of Britney's hand in her hair gently holding her down as she
kissed and touched all over the gorgeous chest that was now exposed to her
horny eyes.  She pressed her lips and tongue into Britney's cleavage,
slurping away at Britney's soft, pink flesh before going back to Britney's
nipples.

       Christina tongued Britney's right nipple, still pierced from an
earlier adventure of theirs, and then took it into her mouth.  God, it felt
like forever since she had seen Britney get this done and it also felt just
like yesterday.  Christina's pussy pulsed as she thought back to all the
sexy memories she and Britney had and also dreamed of a future where they'd
be able to outdo those memories and have even hotter, sluttier fun.

       "Ohhhh Chrissy!  Mmmmm baby I missed this so fucking much," Britney
sighed.  "Ooooooh gawwwwd no boy could ever make my tits feel this good!
Mmmmm only girls know how to make my big titties feel so nice and tingly!
And you're the best at it Chrissy!  You make my nipples so hard!
Yeahhhhhhh mmmmm when you suck on them like that you make me feel like
they're gonna fucking burst and I love it!  I love feeling you suck on my
big tits!"

       With a wet pop, Christina released Britney's pierced nipple from her
mouth and straightened up so she could kiss her lover.  As she did this,
Christina's hands moved up the sides of Britney's tits to the front of
them, rubbing her palms sensuously against her wet nipples.  Their lips
pressed together and the girls were quickly tongue kissing.  But before the
got too deep into their kiss, Christina had something she had to ask.

       "Did anyone...any other girls I mean...touch you as good as I do?"
Christina inquired, still rubbing her hands against Britney's tits,
massaging them lovingly.  "You know, while we were apart.  Did any other
girls fuck you as good as I do?"

       "No," Britney admitted with a blush.  "I...I...well...I wasn't with
any other girls..."

       That confession froze Christina solid.  She had expected quite the
opposite.  She had expected Britney had acted like she had and just gone
out and fucked a hundred girls while they were apart.  The idea that anyone
could just give up pussy like Britney was saying she had was insanity to
Christina.

       "Are you serious?" Christina asked, her jaw nearly dropping to the
floor "How could you not have fucked any other girls?"

       "It just didn't feel right," Britney said, shifting uncomfortably a
little as she stood there topless.  "I mean I couldn't...you know...get
into it.  I mean I wanted to.  I never stopped wanting to fuck girls.  I
missed you and all our friends so much, I missed how you all always made me
feel so good.  But every time I started thinking about going out and just
doing it with another girl I would end up thinking about you and how you
were mad at me and how you said you hated me and I just...just couldn't."

       Britney was about to say more, but her lips were silenced by another
kiss from Christina.  This was a long, tender kiss and when Christina
pulled away she brought her hand back up to Britney's face, softly petting
her cheek.

       "I don't hate you Britney," Christina said, regretting all the pain
she'd put her friend through.  "I never did.  I was just so, so mad.  I'm
so fucking sorry for all the things I said.  I don't hate you at all.  I
love you Britney."

       Britney smiled from ear to ear at the sound of that and threw her
arms around Christina, yanking her in for an even more passionate kiss.
The two lovers wetly kissed one another, pressing their bodies close
together as their lips and hands communicated the desire and lust they had
for another.

       "I love you too Chrissy," Britney said after the kiss broke.  "Even
when we were fighting.  I never stopped."

       That earned Britney another kiss from Christina, but this time it
was Britney's turn to end it so she could ask a question.

       "What about you?" Britney asked.  "How many girls have you been
with?"

       "A lot more than zero," Christina laughed.  "Mmmm baby I didn't even
bother to keep count."

       "Slut," Britney teased, her pussy getting even wetter as she
pictured Christina getting naked and fucking other beautiful girls.  "Tell
me.  Tell me who you fucked Chrissy.  Tell me all the nasty things you did
to those other girls."

       Christina was always eager to share and she didn't hold back here.
She told Britney about everything that had happened at the mansion.  She
told her about how she'd seduced Kelly Clarkson and made the American Idol
into a pussy craving slut like the rest of them.  She told her about how
Jewel had brought Jessica and Ashlee Simpson both to the mansion and how
they'd all seen just how naughty those slutty sisters could be.  And
Christina told Britney just how she'd run through every girl who worked at
the record label.  She confessed how she had more hot girls working there
than there were jobs available because she couldn't help but bring in more
and more girls to sink her tongue inside their gooey snatches.

       Christina didn't hold back and she confessed every dirty detail to
Britney, who was totally getting off on hearing it all.  While Christina
talked, Britney stepped back and pushed the rest of her dress off.  It
puddled around her feet and, once she stepped out of her heels, Britney was
left standing in just a flimsy pair of soaked, see through black panties.

       But Britney stopped there.  As Christina continued telling her each
and every detail of the girls she'd fucked, vividly describing the taste
and tightness of all the sluts she had working for her at the label,
Britney moved her hand down between her legs and started rubbing her pussy
through her panties.

       She always loved Christina's dirty stories, but after waiting for so
long to be reunited with her blonde lover, it made every nasty, slutty
detail even hotter.  Britney pawed at her pussy through her panties and
began rubbing her own nipples as she hung on every word.

       "Mmmmm that's sooooo hot," Britney sighed as she lewdly rubbed her
aroused pussy lips through her sheer panties.  "Ughhhh I wanna fuck Kelly
too.  Mmmmm and Jess and Ashlee.  I wanna see those sisters fuck like hot,
dirty whores.  Ooooh and I can't wait to get back to the label.  I wanna
fuck all the girls there too, just like you do.  I want them to see how
fucking naughty I really am.  Mmmmm I can't wait for them to see how slutty
you make me Chrissy."

       "Hey, who said you could go back to my label?" Christina demanded,
causing Britney to freeze in shock.  Britney started to stammer something
out, but Christina quickly took mercy and dropped the act.

       "I'm just teasing baby," Christina admitted with a laugh.  "You
should see the look on your face Britney.  It's fucking priceless.  Of
course you can come back.  The place isn't the same without you.  I need
you there Britney.  Someone's gotta help me keep those hot sluts in line."

       Britney giggled and Christina soon joined her, the two girls both
tingling with excitement.  After all this time, everything finally felt
right again for them.  It was like all the pain and distance between them
had instantly evaporated and things were just like they once were.

       The two girls kissed again and Britney got more aggressive, pushing
Christina further into the room.  They moaned and moved slowly together,
inching closer to the bed until they finally just fell down onto it,
neither of them breaking their liplock as they gently bounced on the soft
mattress.  Britney didn't even pause to pull the covers off.  They just
stayed on top of them, rolling around on the bed as they giggled and kissed
and rubbed each other everywhere they could.

       "Naughty girl Britney," Christina teased as she reached over and
rubbed Britney's pussy through her panties, making the girl suck her breath
in and moan in ecstasy from her touch.  "I can't believe you're actually
wearing panties for once.  I felt like every time I went online I was gonna
see you flashing the whole fucking world, but we're finally together again
and you actually put some panties on?  We gotta get these ridiculous things
off you.  Mmmmm I don't want anything keeping me from your pussy."

       "I'll never wear them again," Britney promised with a playful smile
as she proceeded to give Christina what she wanted by pushing her panties
down her long legs.

       Britney and Christina both moaned as Britney made herself completely
nude on the bed while Christina remained fully dressed.

       "Mmmm good girl, get naked for me," Christina urged as Britney
tossed her panties onto the floor.  "Now play with your pussy for me.  Show
me how wet that sweet little cunt of yours is for me."

       "Yessssssss sooooooooo wet," Britney hissed as she obeyed and began
rubbing the tender lips of her soaked pussy, putting on a show for her
horny lover.

       "Bet you did this to yourself a lot, didn't you?" Christina
playfully taunted, getting up on her side so she could stare at the fully
nude Britney beside her while the girl rubbed herself.  "Didn't you
Britney?  Bet you played with that little pussy of yours all the fucking
time dreaming of me, knowing Kevin could never fuck you as good as I could.
I bet he never even made you fucking come.  Mmmm not like I could anyway."

       "Noooooo no one makes me come like you Chrissy," Britney moaned, her
arousal ratcheting up as Christina pushed her left breast up to her tit
hungry mouth and began sucking it again.  "Oooooooooh fuckkkkkkkk
yessssssssss!!!  Mmmmmmmmm you're right Chrissy!  I had to play with myself
all the fucking time!  I had to finger my slutty fucking pussy and use all
my naughty toys on myself cause Kevin never made me come like you could!
Ughhhhhhh I was going fucking sex crazy without you baby!  My pussy was
always dripping for girls and I was sooooooo horny for it!  Mmmmmmm I
wanted you back so bad Chrissy!  I fucking need you Chrissy!  My bad girl
pussy needed to be fucked hard and dirty like you always did it!  Ooooooh
gawwwwwwd suck my titties Chrissy!  Mmmmm suck them while I fucking slam my
cunt for you!  Ooooooh Kevin never, ever was as good as you!"

       "Goddamn right," Christina grinned wickedly before giving Britney's
tits a slap, making them bounce.  "You remember that Britney before you
even think of looking at another boy again!  Ohhhhh Britney, mmmm baby you
look so fucking hot lying there like a slut for me, all naked and wet.
Mmmmm that pussy of yours looks sooo creamy and yummy!  Dirty girl, I love
that you're still shaved just like me!  I can't wait to rub our slutty,
shaved pussies together and get them all sticky with each other's cunt
cream!  Keep fucking yourself Britney!  Spread that pussy open for me and
show me how fucking wet you are!  Show me your pink you nasty whore!  Give
Xtina what she fucking wants!"

       "Yessssss I'll give you anything...anything you want baby," Britney
panted, her whole body quivering as she slid her fingers into her dripping
wet pussy.  She hissed with desire at the penetration and arched her back
up off the bed, working her fingers in harder with every nasty word from
Christina urging her on.

       Britney loved when other girls talked to her this way, but no one
did it like Christina.  No one made her feel as nasty and slutty and so
fucking good as her lover did.  Britney gave Christina just what she
wanted, she fingered herself hard and used her other hand to splay her
pussy lips open, showing off her pink folds and how they were dripping with
girl lust.

       "You gonna come for me Britney?" Christina asked, grinding her fully
dressed body against Britney's glistening nude flesh.  "Gonna come for
Xtina?  Gonna come thinking about all those girls I fucked?  Gonna think
about how I sucked Kelly Clarkson's pussy dry the other day while Rose
filled my little bitch ass with Mr. Snappy and took me deep and hard just
like she always took you!  Mmmm I know you fucking loved that big fucking
cock shoved up your naughty asshole!  If you're a good girl I'll let you
feel it again!  Mmmm and you can fucking eat me out like I ate out Kelly!
I know you must be dying to taste my sweet pussy again Britney!  That's it
baby!  Rub your little love button thinking about slurping my cunt with
your dirty slut tongue!"

       Britney just moaned and plunged her sticky fingers in harder.  She
had three digits buried inside her clinging folds now and they were getting
creamier with every touch against her clitoris.  Her breasts were jiggling
so enticingly and Britney felt the sweat start to really drip off her naked
body.  Mmmmm gawwwwwwwd she had missed this!  She had missed how amazing it
felt to act like this!

       "Good girl, finger your pussy for me!" Christina continued, licking
Britney's face as she squeezed the girl's tits roughly, making Britney moan
even louder.  "Think of me fucking all those girls!  Think of me pushing
Love and Alyssa and Jewel and Gwen and fucking everyone down to eat my
pussy!  Mmmm think of me fucking their faces!  Think of my juices dripping
down Jessica and Jennifer and all our slutty friends like Elisha and
Natalie and fucking dirty little Hilary and Lindsay!  Those whores can't
ever get enough of my honey!  And I know they're gonna want to lick you dry
too Britney.  Gonna come now?  Gonna come from thinking about all those
girls waiting to fuck you again?"

       "Yesssssssssss gonna commmmmmme!" Britney cried, her body tingling
and her pussy quivering in anticipation of going right over the edge.  But
before that could happen, Christina slapped her own hand down on Britney's
and brought her thrusting fingers to a complete halt.

       "Ohhhhhhh no you don't," Christina evilly laughed.  "No way do you
fucking get to come first Britney!  I'm not waiting another second to get
your tongue back where it belongs, bitch.  Mmmmmm I gotta have that tongue
of yours buried deep inside my snatch again Britney!  Make me fucking come
now slutty girl and maybe I'll get my face between your legs and finish you
off!"

       Britney knew she should have been angry at Christina for her making
her stop when she was so close to coming.  But there was nothing but love
and lust in Britney's heart then and she could deny Christina nothing.
Besides, as badly as she wanted to come, Britney wanted to taste the woman
she loved more than anything.  Waiting a little longer for orgasm was a
small price to pay for that.

       "Anything you say baby," Britney agreed with a smile, pulling her
hands away from her own pussy and getting them to work on Christina.  Both
of her hands were coated in pussy juice and soon those wet fingers were
staining Christina's clothes as they both kissed and giggled, rolling
around on the soft bed until Britney was on top of Christina.

       Britney leaned down and gave Christina another long, sexy kiss.
Their horny tongues rubbed together as Britney did what she had been aching
to do for so long and got Christina naked.  But instead of going for her
shirt first, Britney went right in for the kill and attacked Christina's
jeans.

       "Oooooooh you're totally soaked!" Britney squealed happily as she
ran her fingers over the crotch of Christina's jeans, the denim wet and
dark with desire.  "Mmmmm Chrissy, did I make your pretty pussy all wet
like this?  Did you get all hot thinking of fucking your slutty little
Britney again?"

       "Fuck yeah you teasing whore!" Christina groaned, lying flat on her
back on the bed and grinding her ass into the bed covers as Britney rubbed
her through her jeans.  "My pussy is on fire for you Britney!  I need you!
I need you to fuck me you slut!  I was gonna fucking come just from
watching you finger yourself but I want more!  I want that dirty tongue
buried in my cunt again, licking me raw and making me cream your pretty
face Britney!  Don't make me wait!  Fuck me!  Now!"

       Britney had been waiting for this moment for so long.  There had
been so many times when she had felt like she and Christina would never be
close like this again, but she had never truly given up hope that they'd be
reunited.  Now she had her wish and she wasn't going to wait.

       While continuing to smother Christina's lips with kisses, Britney
popped open the button to her lover's jeans.  Sliding her hand inside,
Britney cooed when she received confirmation of what the soaked fabric of
the jeans had hinted.  Christina had no panties on and Britney's fingers
felt nothing but hot, wet femininity between her legs.

       "Oh Chrissy, I love when you don't wear panties," Britney moaned in
between kisses.  "I love when your pussy is right there, wet and hot for me
to fuck!"

       "Then fuck it!" Christina urged, groaning passionately as Britney's
fingers teased her cunt lips.  "Fuck my soaked pussy!  Eat it like the
fucking cum starved whore you are Britney!  That is if you still remember
how.  Think you can do it Britney?  Think you can remember how to fuck a
girl or am I gonna have to fuck myself?"

       "I can do it!" Britney insisted with resolve.  "I want to do it!
I've been dying to fuck you for so long Chrissy!  I've been watching your
videos on MTV and thinking about you naked and us getting slutty and how
good you always tasted and how much I loved eating your pussy!  I'd get so
fucking wet all the time thinking about you!"

       Christina was about to tease her lover some more, but the words
disappeared when Britney started to make good on her promises of desire.
Christina's shirt had inched up to expose her firm stomach and Britney
kissed her way down it, licking up the sweat that was starting to form and
tasting her lover's perfumed flesh.  Christina cooed at the feel of
Britney's lips kissing her overheating skin, especially since as she did
this, Britney was also yanking down her jeans to expose her pussy in all
its shaved glory.

       "Mmmmmm yessssssssssss ooooooooh Britney!" Christina sighed
lustfully as the singer inched her way down her body, kissing her
bellybutton and tantalizingly moving her lips onto her thighs.  "I fucking
missed this so much!  I missed you baby!  I was so mad, but every night I
still wished you were in bed with me!  Mmmmmm yesssssss oooooh gawwwwwwwwd
I'm so fucking wet for you Britney!  God, my pussy's practically creaming
already for your tongue and you haven't even licked me yet!"

       Britney could definitely tell that.  Christina's pussy was nearly
juicing with horny need.  She could smell how aroused her lover was.  Mmmm
she could almost taste her pussy when she was kissing her thighs and
Britney got closer and closer with every kiss, pausing only so she could
get Christina's jeans all the way off and fling them away onto the floor,
leaving the girl completely bottomless in just a thin shirt and sneakers,
her swollen nipples seemingly about to rip through the fabric from
anticipation.

       Her mouth watering with some pretty intense lustful anticipation of
her own, Britney covered Christina's smooth thighs with kisses.  As she did
this, Christina spread her dance trained legs as wide as she could.  The
tiny girl was so flexible after all the dancing and all the fucking she'd
toned her body with that she practically could put her legs behind her head
if she so wished.

       By spreading herself as wide as she did, Christina splayed open her
pinkness, giving Britney's wide, happy eyes one hell of a view.

       "Mmmm you want me to do something to you Chrissy?" Britney giggled,
pulling up from her lover's thighs and tracing her fingers over where her
lips had just been.

       "Fucking slut, you know what I want," Christina groaned in
desperation, her body aching for Britney's touch.  "Fuck me Britney!  Fuck
me you gorgeous whore!  It's been too fucking long since you tasted my
pussy and I want it...no...I fucking need it now!  I need to feel your
tongue licking at my pussy and making me fucking come just like you used to
every goddamn night!"

       Britney just smiled and leaned back in.  She wanted that too.  She
had spent all these nights longing for it and to see Christina like this
again, her pussy all wet and hot for her, made Britney nearly cry with
happiness.  After all this time she finally had back what she wanted most
and it was so hard to keep herself together.

       But Britney managed to keep her composure.  Even though they would
have been happy tears, Britney willed them away.  She didn't want anything
to keep her from Christina now.  She let her lust control her and kept all
other emotions at bay as she hovered over Christina's puffy pink cunt lips,
spread open so tantalizingly for her as wetness drooled out and her lover's
pierced clit swelled up like a sexy little balloon.

       "Missed you soooooo much," Britney mumbled before she pressed her
lips right to Christina's splayed pussy and kissed it tenderly.  It was her
first taste of pussy in more than a year and Britney felt a surge of
ecstasy shoot right to her brain from it.

       Christina tasted even better than she remembered.  She was so
fucking delicious that whatever control Britney had was instantly shredded.
She kissed Christina's pussy again and again, pressing her lips to the
juicy folds and delighting in how they got soaked with yummy girl juice
each time.  But that soon wasn't enough for her and Britney's tongue darted
out to start licking.

       "Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk!!!" Christina groaned in ecstasy, her hands clawing
at the covers as she writhed on top of the bed from Britney going down on
her.  "Ooooooooooh baby yessssssss mmmmmmmmmm fuck yesssssssss!!!  You
haven't fucking forgotten how to do this, have you?  Mmmmmm you're still a
pussy starved little slut Britney and I love it!  Ohhhhhhhh you're making
me feel so gooood!  I love you baby!  I fucking love you Britney!"

       That was more than Britney could handle and the tears did start
flowing from her eyes.  She couldn't get enough of hearing Christina saying
that and her tears were all good ones.  She was feeling such a surge of joy
from hearing those words and being able to taste Christina at the same
time.  It was all she had ever wanted and, even as her unnoticed tears ran
down her eyes, Britney licked harder, wanting every sweet drop from
Christina.

       Getting her first taste of pussy had unleashed the horny pussy
licking devil Britney had stuffed inside herself all that time she had been
with Kevin.  As the juicy drops of feminine essence passed her lips and
tickled the tastebuds on her tongue before sliding down her throat, Britney
became a woman possessed between Christina's legs.  She licked her tender,
swollen pussy lips hard, not letting a single bit of her go unlicked and,
as Christina cried out her pleasure, Britney really unleashed the power of
her no longer tamed tongue.

       Britney furiously tongue fucked Christina, thrusting inside the
widely spread singer with all her pent up passion.  All the time she spent
away from girls didn't matter.  She hadn't lost any of the skill all those
nights in Malibu had instilled in her and she went after Christina with
only one goal.  She wanted to make her lover come.  She didn't care about
anything else.  She focused entirely on making Christina feel good and
within seconds the girl was bucking wildly on the bed, her half dressed
body racked with ecstasy.

       "Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCKKKKKKKK!!!"
Christina screamed as the intensity of Britney's tongue fucking assaulted
her willing body.  Britney had been great in bed before, but never like
this.  It seemed like Britney wanted to make up for all their lost time and
Christina welcomed it with open arms and, more importantly, open legs.

       "Ooooooooooh you filthy fucking little slut yessssssssss
oooooooooooh yessssssss slam your tongue into my dripping cunt!" Christina
demanded.  "Tongue fuck me Britneyyyyyyyy yessssssssssss oooooooooh
yesssssssss fucking bury that tongue in my pussy!!!  OHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKK
YEAHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS DO IT HARD AND FAST YOU PUSSY STARVED WHORE!!!
MMMMM FUCKING MAKE ME CREAM YOUR PRETTY FACE BRITNEY JUST LIKE I USED TO
EVERY NIGHT!!  YEAHHHHHHH I WANNA DRAG YOU BACK TO THE MANSION WITH YOUR
FACE ALL STICKY WITH MY CUM!!!"

       Britney shuddered with pleasure picturing that in her mind.  She
wanted to get herself completely covered in Christina's juices, getting
herself shiny and cummy from head to toe so the other girls at the mansion
could rip her clothes off and tongue her clean.  She pictured herself being
stripped bare and then tongued everywhere by Rose and Love and Jessica and
Jennifer and Jewel and Alyssa and everyone that was there while Christina
watched and fingered herself.

       Thinking those nasty, fun thoughts just made Britney fuck Christina
harder.  One was caressing Christina's thighs and the other was at her
lover's pussy, rubbing Christina while she tongued her.  She didn't just
want to taste Christina.  She wanted to devour her orgasm.  Britney wanted
a flood of cum from Christina.  She wanted Christina to feel so good that
the ecstasy from coming would be forever burned in her memory.

       Most of all Britney wanted Christina to know that even after
everything that had happened, she had never stopped dreaming about girls
and that she'd never lost any of her lust for her.  Britney wanted
Christina to see she could still be as hot and slutty as she'd been before
and that she could still fuck all the girls at the mansion like nothing had
changed.

       While Christina was too busy crying out her rapture and bouncing on
the bed like her body was pulsing with uncontrollable bursts of energy to
pick up on all the subtleties of Britney's message, she got the important
gist of it.  It really did feel like nothing had changed, like they'd
immediately fallen back into the fun they had so suddenly stopped.

       Christina didn't question anything or ask herself if they were
rushing things before they were ready.  She just rode the waves of pleasure
Britney was bringing her and it was such amazing, intense pleasure.  She
didn't regret a bit walking out of that orgy at Lauren's before.  There was
no way any of the other girls there could make her feel as good as Britney
was right then, tongue fucking her needy, soaked pussy and giving her
ecstasy on top of rapture on top of bliss.

       Everything Britney did to her felt incredible.  When Britney wasn't
tongue fucking her, sliding right up against her pierced clitoris with
hard, fierce thrusts, the girl was sucking away at the soft folds of her
pussy or nibbling enticingly on her splayed lips and doing everything she
liked.  Britney clearly hadn't forgotten a thing she'd been taught at the
mansion about fucking girls and Christina was lost in an absolute haze of
pleasure.

       As her body sweated and her mouth remained open in a frozen,
perpetual scream of sexual bliss, Christina lurched hard on the bed,
fucking Britney's face roughly.  Despite the love the two felt for one
another, there was nothing gentle about what was happening on the bed.  It
was pure animalistic passion and both girls were getting off hard on it,
Christina from the head she was getting and Britney just from knowing she
was making Christina feel amazingly good.

       The pleasure of Britney's face buried between her legs was so
intense that Christina barely took notice of the fact that her shirt was
still on.  It was only when she reached down to grab and squeeze at her
tits that she noticed she was only half naked.  That wouldn't do at all and
Christina knew her shirt had to go.  But while it would have been much
easier for her to simply pull the shirt over her head, Christina was hardly
thinking rationally then and instead decided to tear it off herself.

       With a loud rip, Christina shredded her own shirt and groaned with
happiness as she took her bouncing tits into her hands and squeezed them
passionately.  She didn't care that she'd just ruined her shirt.  It wasn't
important at all to her.  Christina was so deep in a pleasure haze that the
only thing that mattered was getting her tits in her hands and playing with
them so she could feel more bliss.

       The sides of Christina's now torn shirt hung off her shoulders as
Christina roughly massaged her own bouncing breasts.  Her nipples were full
and swollen with desire and Christina hissed in ecstasy as she pinched
them, twisting her piercing.  The little jolts of pain this caused made the
pleasure from Britney's tongue even more delicious and Christina fucked
Britney's face harder and more passionately, grinding her sopping, pink
cunt into her as she tugged at her nipples.

       "Ooooooooh you beautiful bitch yesssssssss mmmmmmmmm Britney you
sexy fucking, dirty whore," Christina babbled with long, happy moans.
"You're gonna make me come so fucking huge!  Tell me how bad you want it
Britney!  Oooooooh tell me how much you want my slutty cum!"

       "Mmmmm Chrissy I want it more than I want anything!" Britney
enthusiastically declared, pulling her sticky, cummy face up from
Christina's legs, while leaving her fingers there to keep on rubbing.  "I
wanna taste your fucking sweet, yummy cum more than I wanna breathe!  I
wanna drown in your juices baby!  I want you to fuck my slutty face just
like before and make me swallow every drop of your cum!  Mmmmm Chrissy make
me your cum licking whore just I used to be!  I'm your dirty slutty girl
Chrissy!  Make me eat your beautiful, wet pussy and take your yummy cream
all over my face!"

       "Fuckkkk yessssssss gooooooood girl," Christina groaned, moving one
hand off her chest to press it to the back of Britney's head.  She shoved
the girl back down to her pussy and compelled her to resume licking.

       Not that Britney needed any encouragement at all.  She was a
ravenous beast at Christina's pussy, starved for the taste of cum and the
hand on her head was hardly necessary.  But she liked it there anyway.

       Britney loved knowing that she was making Christina feel good and
that she wanted this as badly as she did.  She wanted them never to be
apart again and Britney knew the best way to start was blowing Christina's
mind with an orgasm.

       Britney ravenously tongued Christina, slurping up the juice that had
dripped onto her spread lips while they'd been talking.  She didn't miss a
drop and once she'd filled her mouth with Christina's juicy sweetness,
Britney went after her clitoris.  She jammed her tongue back inside
Christina's folds and attacked her clit with gusto.

       It was so pink and swollen right now that Britney couldn't have
missed it if she'd tried and she hit her target right on the spot with her
tonguing, slapping Christina's clit piercing around just like the singer
loved it before she pressed her lips to the bud and sucked as though her
life depended on it.

       "OHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKK!!!" Christina screamed, the ecstasy
shooting through her body and making her arch her back up off the bed.
"RIGHT THERE YOU FUCKING LITTLE SLUT!!!  OOOOOOOH YEAHHHHH BRITNEYYYYY I
REMEMEMBER HOW MUCH YOU LOVE BEING CALLED A DIRTY SLUT!!! FUCKING SUCK MY
CLIT YOU BEAUTIFUL WHORE!!!  OOOOOOOH BRIT!!!  YOU'RE MY FUCKING SLUT
BABY!!!  MY FUCKING DIRTY LITTLE NASTY PUSSY EATING SLUT!!!  YESSSSSSSSSS
MISSED THIS SOOOOOOOO FUCKING MUCHHHHHHHH!!!  YEAHHHHH MAKE ME COME PRETTY
BITCH!!!  MAKE ME FUCKING COMMMMMMME!!!"

       Britney truly loved being called a slut, especially by Christina.
Others did it to her to be mean.  They didn't know her.  Those fucking
tabloids didn't know her at all.  But Christina did.  Britney felt so safe
and happy with her and all their friends in Malibu.  She could call her a
slut.  They all could.  She knew there was love behind their teasing and
that's what made it so hot.  She wanted to be dirty for Christina.  She
wanted to be naughty. She wanted to make her feel good.

       As she moaned into Christina's pussy from all the dirty compliments
the screaming singer was showering down on her, Britney kept her lips
tightly sealed around Christina's clit.  She wanted Christina to come more
than anything and seconds later she got her wish.

       "FUCK YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Christina howled to heaven, her spasming,
creaming pussy grinding all over Britney's happy face.  "OOOOOOOOOOH
FUCKING BITCHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOH YEAHHHHHH MAKING ME COMMMME!!!
MAKING MY PUSSY FUCKING CREAMMM!!!  TAKE IT BRIT BRIT!!!  TAKE EVERY SLUTTY
DROP FROM MY FUCKING CUNT!!!  YESSSSSSS OOOOOOOOOOOOH GAWWWWWWWWWWWWD!!!"

       Christina shook and lurched on the bed, her brain soaking in
endorphins as the rest of her body felt as though it was bathing in bliss.
She held her hand firmly to Britney's head, not loosening her grip a bit as
she came.  She didn't want Britney to even think about pulling her lips and
tongue away, not when having her there felt so good.  Christina kept the
girl pushed down by her fingers in her hair as she lewdly and passionately
ground her creaming, quivering pussy all over her face.

       "OHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHH!!!" Christina
continued to scream as Britney kept on licking.  As she fed the girl her
cum, Christina felt her orgasm rock every cell of her body.  And Britney's
busy tongue just made it better.  At a time when other girls would have
slowed down, Britney just sped up, licking and sucking her clitoris and
gulping down her juices.

       Britney's smile was a mile wide as she ate Christina's orgasming
pussy.  It was even more delicious than she remembered and she didn't want
to stop licking.  Every drop made her want more and even as Christina
cycled down from the peaks of her orgasm, Britney kept on licking and
sucking.

       When she finally pulled away from Christina's clit, she didn't move
far.  Britney merely moved her tongue away to clean up the now cream coated
folds of Christina's pussy, licking up her messy orgasm.  She still kept
her mouth fused to Christina's cunt, lapping away like she truly was
starved for girl cum.

       "Oooooooooooh babyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" Christina squealed in dreamy
delight.  "Ahhhhhhh yesssssssss oooooooooooh fuck yessssssss you dirty
little slut!  Mmmmmmmm Goddddddd keep eating my pussy baby!!!  Ooooooooh
you made me fucking come and now you're gonna get me coming right after the
other Britney!  Oooooooooh yesssssssss that fucking tongue feels sooooo
good in my pussy!  Mmmmm gonna make me come again!!!"

       "That's what I want," Britney breathlessly gasped, pulling her juice
soaked face up for just a moment.  "I want that so fucking bad Chrissy!
I'm gonna keep licking you baby!  I'm gonna lick you till I lick your pussy
dry!"

       This was just like their first time.  After their fight in the
dressing room at the concert they had suddenly started kissing and soon
they were tearing each other's clothes off.  Britney's first taste of
Christina's pussy had gotten her totally hooked and she hadn't been able to
get enough.  After licking Christina to an orgasm, Britney had kept on
going for more, just like she was doing here.  She hadn't been able to get
enough Christina that day and she damn well couldn't here either.

       Christina just pushed her head back onto the pillow and groaned
blissfully.  If this wasn't heaven it was damn close.  She was naked except
for the shreds of her shirt and her silly sneakers still on her feet.  Her
bare ass rubbed lewdly into the bed covers as a fully nude Britney rested
between her legs lying on her belly, feeding off her cunt and driving her
once again toward the heights of ecstasy.

       Britney's tongue felt amazing on her sensitive, already well licked
pussy.  It wasn't going to be long before she was coming again and
Christina knew it.  Britney's tongue was making her body shake and tingle
and the pleasure was almost too much for her frazzled brain.  Almost.

       Christina had absolutely no desire to make Britney stop what she was
doing, but she also knew that such generosity had to be rewarded.  As she
continued to moan and writhe on the bed from what Britney was doing to her
pussy, Christina extended a simple command to her cum famished lover.

       "I want you too Britney!" Christina gasped as pleasure rushed
through her veins.  "Fuck my face with your pussy!  God, you've gotta be
fucking soaked by now Britney and I wanna suck that cum right out of you!
Fuck me while I fuck you!  Feed me your pussy baby!"

       Britney had been hoping Christina would say just that and with a
horny giggle she straightened up, pulling her face up from Christina's
pussy to show just how wet her lips and chin were.  Christina's juices had
gone down her chin onto her neck and seemed destined to slowly dribble onto
Britney's tits as well.

       As she lay there on the bed, her mind still spinning from her last
orgasm and the thirst for more, Christina couldn't take her eyes off
Britney's large tits as they gently swayed back and forth from the singer
composing herself.  Britney ran her fingers up over her chin to collect the
stray girl juice and greedily fed it to herself, her body absolutely
glistening with a sheen of perspiration and her smile broad and sunny.  If
Christina hadn't been in love with her before, she would have fallen at
that exact moment.

       "C'mere," Christina said, holding out her arms as she closed up her
legs enough for them both to be comfortable.  "Come to me Britney."

       Britney fell right into Christina's arms, kissing her the whole way
as their sweaty bodies ground together.  Christina's hands caressed
Britney's flushed face again and she couldn't help but notice what had
happened.

       "Baby, were you crying?" Christina asked, concerned that something
was wrong.  Why else would someone cry while eating pussy?  It didn't seem
quite right.

       "Mmmm yess, but it's all good," Britney assured her lover with a
smile.  "Only happy tears from now on Chrissy."

       The two singers pressed their lips together again and began touching
their tongues.  But the girls didn't spend too much time kissing.  Not when
their pussies still demanded attention.  Britney quickly repositioned
herself so the two singers were in a 69 with her on top.

       Christina's legs were still open more than enough for Britney's
tongue to work its magic.  Britney hovered over Christina's pussy for a
moment to admire it's slick cumminess and how pink and ready she was for
more before she dove back in.  Britney buried her face into Christina's
cunt, her blonde hair draping down onto her lover's thighs as Christina
returned the favor and slid out her tongue as well, taking a long, sensuous
first lick of Britney's drooling lips.

       That got a pussy muffled cry of delight from Britney and instantly
brought Christina back under the spell Britney had had her under before
their breakup.  Mmmmmm God, she was still soooo sweet.  Christina had loved
the taste of Britney's pussy before but now absence had definitely made the
heart grow even fonder.  She couldn't believe she had let her own anger and
stubbornness keep her away from this for so long.  How could she have been
so stupid?

       Licking Britney just reminded Christina why she had fallen in love
with the girl in the first place.  It was like their souls were perfectly
in mesh.  They were both insatiable nymphos with naughty streaks a mile
wide.  And Christina had always admired Britney's good heart and how it had
forced her to see things in a positive way even when Christina's tendency
was usually just the opposite.

       Britney clicked perfectly with who she was and Christina was
reminded vividly of that as the taste of the singer's juices soaked her
tongue.  She flashed back to all the wonderful times they'd shared both in
and out of bed and it made Christina long for this never to end.  She
didn't just love Britney.  She absolutely adored the girl and she never
ever wanted that to change.  She just wish her stubbornness and pride had
let her see that earlier.  They could have spared each other so much pain
and gotten right back to doing what it was they both did best.

       Christina was lost in her lust and happily so.  There was nothing
better than being licked while licking another wet pussy.  Of course a hard
cock up the ass at the same time was even more awesome, but Christina
wasn't going to be too greedy tonight.  Not when she already had Britney
back in her life, her sweet pussy in her face and her wonderful tongue in
her own snatch.

       Christina was happier than she'd been in more than a year, but even
though her heart was filled with love right then, she still couldn't help
but indulge her wicked side.  Pausing for a moment in her licking,
Christina pulled her tongue out of Britney's gooey wetness and licked all
the stray juice off her lips before speaking.

       "Naughty girl, feeding me your pussy while you eat me out mmmmm
licking my pussy raw," Christina groaned.  "You fucking love this more than
anything in the world, don't you Britney?  Getting naked and nasty with
another hot chick.  Now you know there's nothing better, don't you?"

       "Yesssssss nothing better," Britney moaned in agreement, just
wanting Christina to get her tongue back inside her.  She'd waited so long
to feel a woman's touch on her pussy again.  Longer than she ever felt she
could stand it.  And she didn't want Christina to wait another second
before giving her more.

       "Please Chrissy please lick meeee," Britney begged.  "I missed your
tongue so much baby!  I missed how good you make me feel!  I need it!  God,
I fucking need it sooo bad!"

       "You just better not ever leave me again for some stupid boy,"
Christina grinned before doing what she'd been dying to do since Britney
had dropped her dress.  Her hand smacked down hard on Britney's bare ass,
spanking the girl from underneath in their 69.

       "Ohhhhh fuck yeahhhhhh!!!" Britney groaned lustfully, her eyes
closing as she felt the exquisite sting on her naked flesh.  "Spank me
Chrissy!  Spank me for being a bad girl!  Harder!  Please Chrissy!  Treat
me like the fucking slut I am!"

       "Yesssssss such a dirty slut," Christina replied with a moan of her
own as she slapped Britney's ass again.  "Mmmmm you love getting this sexy
fucking ass of yours spanked Britney.  I haven't forgotten!  I know just
how to make you my fucking little slut!  This is your fucking punishment
Britney!  No more boys for you!  Only hot, slutty girls!  You're a damn
dyke now Britney!  You're my slutty little lesbian bitch!  Promise me!  No
more fucking boys!"

       "YESSSSSSSS!!!" Britney screamed, Christina's nasty words and hard
smacks to her ass driving her wild with lust.  "Ooooooooooh gawwwwwwwwd it
fucking hurts and I love it Chrissy!!!  Yessssssss I promise!  No more
boys!  I'll be your fucking dyke slut Chrissy!  I'll be the biggest slut in
the whole fucking world for you baby!  You and all our nasty friends!
Ooooooh Chrissy!  I'll be anything you want me to be baby!  I'll be a
nasty, slutty lesbian fuck toy for you to play with!  Mmmmm only girls now!
I promise!"

       This was an incredibly easy promise for Britney to make.  Her
experience with Kevin had turned her off men, probably for good.  Plus the
lust Britney felt for women certainly hadn't cooled with all the time she'd
been away from the mansion.

       She'd blatantly checked out other girls whenever she could, eagerly
going with Kevin to strip clubs and helping herself to more than a few lap
dances, loving the feel of the sexy dancers grinding their naked bodies
into hers and wishing more than anything it was one of her Malibu friends
doing it.

       Britney often marveled at how the tabloids proceeded to go and get
just about everything in her life wrong.  But one of the secrets of hers
they'd nailed was how much girl on girl pornography she'd kept around her
house with Kevin.  She'd gotten it on the excuse that she wanted to spice
up their lovemaking but the videos were really for her viewing pleasure.
Whenever Kevin was gone she'd strip naked and get her fingers or her toys
out to watch the porn stars fuck each other and think back to all the fun
she'd had with all her sexy girlfriends.

       But right now Britney didn't need to remember those past times.  She
could focus on all the fun she knew she was going to be having soon.
Britney would have gladly made herself exclusive to Christina if that's
what she wanted, but Britney knew she wouldn't.  She'd want them both to
dive back into the fun at the mansion and Britney couldn't wait to see
everyone again.

       Her bare cheeks stung from Christina's slaps and each hard, loud
smack to her butt had Britney squealing in rapture.  God, Christina always
knew how to give her slutty ass the sexy spanking it deserved and the
smacks to her sensitive flesh just made the pleasure she felt more intense.
Britney humped her pussy against Christina's face with each slap and
Christina's tongue was quickly buried inside her, licking at her tender,
soaked folds in perfect time with the hard touch of her hand.

       Being spanked at the same time made being licked feel so amazing.
Britney hadn't felt pleasure like this in so long and she felt her orgasm
coming quickly.  There had been so many nights when Britney had been so
lonely in bed, staring up at her ceiling and wishing Christina was there to
lick her to sleep, just like she had all those times before.  Now she had
that pleasure again and it was sweeter than any sex dream or memory could
be.

       With Britney's ass plenty pink and tender from Christina's repeated
slaps, she finally pulled her hand away.  Christina wished she could see
how good Britney's ass looked all sexy and spanked, but being underneath in
their 69, Christina had barely any eyesight at all.  Not that she really
needed it, though.  Her sense of taste right then was all that mattered and
Britney tasted so fucking good.

       Now that she was reunited with the essence of her lover, Christina
realized just how much she'd missed her sexy friend's flavor.  It was a
true awakening for Christina as she finally fully felt how she'd missed
everything about Britney.

       Wrapping her mind around this had Christina licking Britney harder,
parting the lips of her pussy with her tongue as it burrowed deeply inside
her.  After all their nights sharing a room and making love every chance
they got, Christina had once known Britney's pussy even better than she'd
known her own.  And now she was happy to see that all the hot spots she'd
once known how to lick in her sleep were still the keys to Britney's
ecstasy.

       Of course feeling Christina's tongue lapping away at her pussy,
sliding all over her lips and then pushing inside to lick her pinkness and
tease her clitoris had Britney licking harder right back.  The two girls
rocked each other in their 69, fucking each other's face passionately as
they licked furiously at each other, neither of them able to get enough of
the other's taste.

       Britney squealed and moaned, her breaths coming in hot gasps as she
licked away at Christina.  She tongue fucked her sexy, slutty lover with an
enthusiasm that hadn't tapered off a bit since the first lick she'd taken
tonight.  She and Kevin had barely touched each other in the final weeks of
their marriage and she hadn't been with anyone since, regardless of what
the tabloids claimed.

       It had been one of the longest sex dry spells in Britney's life.
But none of that mattered now.  She had the lover she'd longed for again
and this moment was totally worth having to go without for as long as she
did.

       Christina's clitoris throbbed under her tongue and Britney bathed it
expertly.  She had already worked off whatever rust she'd developed in her
technique since the last time she'd been with a woman and she licked
Christina's pierced clit like an artist, tonguing her most sensitive spots
and fucking her with sexual precision.

       But Britney knew she could do more than just lick.  Her fingers had
gotten plenty of work in on herself since she'd married Kevin and Christina
was so wet that Britney was easily able to slide two of them inside her for
some playtime.

       The penetration of her fingers into Christina's tight folds got a
muzzled scream of pleasure from between Britney's legs.  Christina panted
and cried out her bliss and rewarded Britney with an even harder licking.
That made Britney scream out her own pleasure as her brain spun with the
intensity she knew could only come from good girl sex.  But as good as
Christina's tongue felt, licking and fucking her, Britney didn't let it
distract her.  She kept her focus entirely on Christina as they 69'd.

       Her body still hadn't fully recovered from the bliss of her first
orgasm and Britney had her already on the verge of a second sexual
explosion.  Christina knew that deserved a very special reward and she
grinned naughtily as she dragged her tongue from the spread lips of
Britney's cunt up toward her asshole.

       Once there, Christina gently teased Britney's puckered hole with her
tongue, softly licking it and tantalizing her lover with the promise of
more as Britney's body stiffened in pleasure and she let out a low moan of
absolute carnal lust that was very nearly a growl.  That was as sure a sign
as any that Christina was giving Britney what she needed, but before she
really got to work, Christina suddenly paused, a question popping up in her
mind at a most inconvenient time.

       "Britney?" Christina softly asked, not knowing what answer she'd
get, but hoping for the one she wanted.  She wasn't mean or teasing in her
tone.  She was gentle and curious and didn't even use the raw language that
usually spilled off her lips with ease.

       "Did Kevin...did he...did he take you here ever?" Christina asked,
not quite sure why this mattered to her, but knowing that it definitely
did.

       It was a tense moment of expectation for Christina before she got an
answer and happily it was the one she had been wanting.

       "Nooooooo," Britney sighed, the feel of Christina's tongue teasing
her hole making her ache with need for more.  "Never.  He...I...never
there.  He begged for it.  But I never...never gave it up to him there."

       "You swear?" Christina pressed.  She thought about spanking
Britney's ass again to emphasize her point, but instead her instincts sent
her in a different direction and she began to gently massage the sensitive,
pink cheeks, making Britney coo happily.

       "Mmmmmhmmmmm!" Britney moaned.  "I swear Chrissy!  I never, ever
have let a guy fuck me there!"

       "Good girl...mmmmmmmmmm very good girl," Christina replied, keeping
her gentle rubbing going.  She supposed Britney might have been lying to
her, but she didn't think she was.  And even if she was she didn't want to
know.

       Christina knew she was being a hypocrite here.  She'd let guys fuck
her ass lots of times and had always gotten off hard on it.  But she loved
knowing that Britney's ass was for girls only.  It comforted her.  She
didn't want it to be touched by men, especially Kevin and she fully
unleashed her tongue on Britney.

       She kept her hands on Britney's butt cheeks, spreading them open,
and started licking her, rimming her tight asshole and letting her hot
saliva just roll right into it to be lapped right up.

       "Ooooooooooooooh oooooooooooh ooooooooooooh Chrissyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!"
Britney cried.  "Ohhhhhh Godddddddd baby yesssssss!!!  Lick my ass!
Ohhhhhh gawwwwwd I knew Kevin could never make it as good as you could so I
never let him!  Ughhhhh and I was so fucking right!  Mmmmmmmmm gawwd you
know how to lick my slutty little ass soooooooo fucking good!  Yesssss
mmmmmm tongue fuck my ass Chrissy!  You make it so wet and nasty!  Mmmmmmm
feels soooooooo hotttttt!!!"

       "Come for me Britney!" Christina gasped in between licks.  "Come
from me tongue fucking your ass!  Come for me like a dirty, naughty slut
Britney!  Mmmm we're so fucking made for each other Britney!  Both of us
are nasty fucking sluts!  Mmmm we're goddamn fucking whores for each
other's pussies!  Oooooh and our tight asses too!"

       Christina started licking as soon as the words were past her lips.
She wetly rimmed Britney's hole as her body quivered in ecstasy from
Britney's fingers and tongue inside her pussy.  Their 69 rocked on, Britney
on top as they both moaned and sweated and pleasured each other silly.
With every hot lick Britney gave her pussy, Christina gave two to Britney's
ass, spitting into her hole and then diving in with her tongue to nastily
lick the girl she loved.

       Britney just moaned.  If she'd been able to speak she would have
told Christina she was totally ready to come and she wanted to come so bad
for her.  But the rimming of her tight asshole was making her brain turn
into a sexy pile of mush and Britney's tongue was also well occupied
licking Christina's clitoris while her two fingers rubbed the swollen bud,
making it swell even more for her.

       But Christina didn't need words to know Britney was close.  She
could feel it from the heat on her friend's body.  Christina had been with
so many girls that she'd lost count long ago and she knew just how to read
a woman's body, especially when it was something as simple as whether or
not a woman was about to come.

       Christina thought about keeping her tongue buried inside Britney's
ass.  She'd made the hole so wet with her saliva that penetrating her for a
good, nasty tongue fucking would have been incredibly easy.  That had been
Christina's plan when she had first started rimming Britney.  But
ultimately the allure of tasting Britney's pussy again was too much to pass
up.  She'd waited so long to taste Britney's orgasmic cream that waiting
even a little bit longer just seemed ludicrous to Christina.

       So she pulled her tongue from Britney's ass and burrowed it back
inside her pussy, going right for her clitoris and showering it with sexy
licks.  Christina hardly left Britney's ass untended though.  She took two
of her fingers and pushed them into her hole, making Britney buck on top of
her in their lewd 69.

       It was a snug fit for her fingers and Christina relished knowing she
and everyone at the mansion were going to have a hell of a fun time
loosening Britney's ass back up again.  She finger fucked Britney's ass
with her probing fingers while her tongue lapped at her clit and Britney's
reaction was just what Christina wanted.

       "OHHHHHH GOD YESSSSSSSS CHRISSY YESSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSS
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Britney screamed as she came with a rush that not
even she was prepared for.  She'd been hoping to hold back a little longer,
but Christina's double attack on her holes made that impossible and Britney
happily surrendered to the pleasure.

       "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOOOH FUCKING COMINGGGGGG!!!" Britney cried
out frantically, not caring if she woke the children or the whole
neighborhood.  "YESSSSSSSSSSS COMING LIKE A FUCKING, DIRTY, NASTY
SLUTTTTTTT!!!  GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD YESSSSS CHRISSY I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!"

       Britney had a lot more to say as the pleasure exploded intensely
inside her, making her toes curl and her eyes roll back, but she silenced
herself.  She gathered up every bit of energy she had and plunged her
tongue back into Christina, lapping at her clitoris with everything she had
while her cum covered fingers rubbed it raw.

       That got Christina going again too and the blonde singer took care
of the rest for herself.  She wanted to come with Britney and she willed
herself the last bit of the way there.  Being able to taste Britney while
she still got herself licked and had her clitty rubbed was an amazing
experience and Christina pushed herself over the edge by wrapping her brain
around it and letting the mental rush just flow over her like a wave of
bliss.

       As Britney continued to scream her orgasm into her pussy, Christina
did the same back to Britney.  Their 69 rocked even harder, Christina's
hands now gripping tightly to Britney's bare ass so they couldn't get an
inch away from each other, their bodies practically fused in white hot girl
lust.  They came together with huge rushes of screams and creams, hollering
their pleasure into each other and making the bed shake from their
intensity.

       They fed each other their orgasmic juices as they fucked each
other's faces, leaving their soft skin sticky and cummy, just how they both
liked it.  Christina's loud screams of ecstasy couldn't be fully muffled by
Britney's pussy and that made Britney cry out louder too.  Even as they
came, they still pleasured each other, licking frantically at each other's
creaming cunts to get every last sweet drop onto their tongues.

       Eventually, though, their rocking slowed and they cycled down from
their ecstatic highs.  When they finally eased away from their 69, Britney
fell back onto her bed on her back, gasping and smiling in rapture, her
face sticky and flushed, just like Christina's was too.  Their tits bounced
as their chests heaved from the struggle for both of them to catch their
breaths.  But breathing wasn't high on their priority list then, more
kissing was.

       Britney turned toward the smiling Christina and caressed her pink
cheek as she kissed her friend and once more lover.  She had missed this so
much and the kiss she placed on Christina's lips was returned with just as
much love and tenderness as was given.  The two singers moaned into each
other's mouths, kissing much more lovingly than before.  They had burned
off all the pent up desire, but their intense feelings for each other
hadn't cooled a bit.

       "Never leave me again," Christina said softly, returning the favor
to Britney by caressing her face.

       "I never will," Britney promised before kissing Christina one more
time.  "I love you Chrissy.  I never..."

       But before Britney could say anything more she saw that Christina
had dozed off in her arms.  The sex had actually tired Christina out.
Britney didn't think she'd ever seen that happen before and, while she did
giggle at the sight of it, she didn't wake Christina and instead let her
lover rest.

       Britney softly played with Christina's blonde hair and snuggled up
against her.  This was what she missed most of all.  Even more than the
amazing sex.  She had Christina back in her life and suddenly everything
seemed good again.  For the first time in a long time, Britney was truly
and completely happy.

* * * * *

       As Eliza dried her hair with the towel her body was still tingling
from what had happened in the shower.  She hadn't meant to get as soaked as
she did, but she hadn't been able to help it.

       After getting all sweaty and sticky on the bed, all of them had
needed to freshen up a little and so they had piled into the shower and it
had been inevitable that once they did, there'd be more playtime under the
water.

       The shower had been just big enough to accommodate her, Kirsten,
Scarlett and Hayden with enough room for them to maneuver.  They'd happily
washed each other all over, soaping up each other's naked bodies and
cleaning each other off with the spray from the showerhead.  Now that she'd
learned just how incredible girls could be, Hayden had been particularly
handsy in the shower and hadn't been able to get enough of any of their
bodies.

       The taste she'd gotten of Eliza before had triggered a powerful lust
in Hayden for more pussy and the horny teenager had eagerly eaten out all
three of them in the shower.

       Eliza smiled as she remembered vividly how hot the angelic seeming
blonde teen had looked on her knees, her wet hair clinging to her as her
skin glistened from the shower water while all three of them had taken
turns fucking her face.  They'd taken her young tongue one after the other,
feeding her their pussies under the shower as Hayden had licked wildly, but
enthusiastically at them.

       When Eliza had left the shower, Hayden and Scarlett were still going
at it, with Hayden licking Scarlett from behind so she could feel her ass
while she licked.  Scarlett had looked amazing bent over against the shower
wall, soaked from head to toe from the water as she kept one palm pressed
to the tile and the other grabbing at her tits while Hayden licked away and
Kirsten showed the teenager just how to use the shower massager on Scarlett
to get her screaming out in pleasure.

       Eliza hadn't wanted to leave, but she was getting plenty pruny and
needed a second to collect her thoughts anyway.  It had been an incredible
night and, as she finished drying her hair back in the bedroom, Eliza
wondered if she should try and add to it by telling her surprise to Kirsten
or hold off until tomorrow when things had calmed down a little bit.

       Before she could ponder that question any further, however, Eliza
found that choice made for her when she felt a familiar body press against
her from behind, nuzzling her neck.

       "Did you like my presents?" Kirsten asked, her wet hair pressing to
Eliza's body.  Eliza was in a bathrobe, but Kirsten was naked and eager to
get her wife that way again too.

       "Mmmm Kiki, I loved them," Eliza said, turning around so she could
properly thank Kirsten with a kiss.  "Baby, that was incredible.  I don't
know how you did it, but getting those two here was amazing."

       "You taught me how," Kirsten smiled.  "Mmmm you're the reason I'm so
dirty, baby.  You're the one who showed me how to pick up chicks."

       "And don't you forget it," Eliza teased, unable to help playing with
Kirsten's tits as they talked, rubbing the firm, pink mounds, still damp
from the shower. "After all we can't have the student outdo the teacher too
often."

       "I'm just glad you had fun," Kirsten said, laughing at the
comparison.  "I wanted to get you a great present that you'd always
remember."

       "Well you definitely did," Eliza replied, making quite an
understatement before she spilled her own surprise too.  "Kiki, I got you a
present too."

       "Oooooh is she cute?" Kirsten giggled.

       "It's not a person," Eliza admitted, feeling a little inadequate now
since Kirsten had brought home two beautiful, sexy girls for them to play
with and all she had were some grand plans for later.  "It's something
else."

       Eliza then launched right into her plan about how they'd renew their
vows.  She told Kirsten how she wanted them to invite as much family and
friends as they wanted so they could do it right this time and not just in
some middle of the night ceremony with a drunk minister.  She told Kirsten
how she could have the dress, the flowers, the everything her heart desired
and at first Kirsten didn't say anything.

       "So...what do you think?" Eliza asked, hoping for some kind of
reaction.  "Would you marry me Kiki...again?"

       Kirsten didn't say anything to that either.  She just pulled Eliza
in and kissed her wife passionately.

       "Baby, it's the best kind of present," Kirsten squealed with a happy
smile, loving the idea more than any hot girl they could ever bring into
their bed.  "I love it.  I love you Eliza!"

       Eliza grinned in relief that Kirsten had reacted just as she'd hoped
she would.  The two resumed kissing but were soon interrupted by two
giggling, happy naked girls.  Scarlett and Hayden had exited the shower and
had apparently found Kirsten and Eliza's toy box because Hayden now had
Eliza's strap on around her waist.

       "How do I look?" Hayden asked naughtily as she giggled and modeled
the toy, still not believing she was doing this but loving every moment of
it.  "Mmmm I've always kind of wondered what it would be like to have a
dick."

       "I think you look great sweetie," Scarlett assured the teenager,
their bare bodies still glistening from the shower.  "But if you're going
to have such a hot cock then you've gotta get yourself a slutty cocksucker
to enjoy it with."

       Without saying another word, Scarlett volunteered herself for the
job by kneeling down in front of Hayden and showing her that she didn't
just know how to lick pussy like a demoness.  She also knew how to suck a
mean cock.

       Seeing those two go at it right in front of them certainly got Eliza
and Kirsten's attention and Eliza undid her robe and shrugged it off her
shoulders, sending it onto the floor and leaving her just as naked as
Kirsten was.  She took Kirsten's hand and the two eagerly made their way to
the other end of the bedroom to join in the fun with Hayden and Scarlett as
the older actress wetly slurped away at Hayden's fake dick.

       Wedding plans would have to wait.  The fun was just getting started
tonight.

* * * * *

       With a start, Christina suddenly awoke from the light sleep she'd
been under.  She was struck by the sensation of not knowing where she was.
She'd felt that more than a few times after a night of passion and it
always got her heart racing.  But just as quickly as she'd awoken, the
realization of where she was came over her like a soothing calm.

       She was at Britney's.  It was her bed.  She was definitely somewhere
safe.

       But, as she looked around the bedroom, Christina realized something.
She might have been in Britney's bed, but Britney was nowhere in sight.
This brought another surge of panic from Christina.  Where did she go?  Had
she left?  What the hell was going on?

       Christina quickly calmed herself, though.  Of course Britney didn't
leave.  It was her house.  Christina chided herself for being so panicky,
but after what she and Britney had just gone through she supposed it was
natural to be a little emotional.

       Deciding to search for Britney, Christina got up off the bed and
quickly realized she was still naked except for her sneakers.  Normally
walking around naked was second nature to Christina, but she hadn't
forgotten this was Britney's mansion and she might not have wanted her
walking around naked in front of her kids.

       Pausing to finally get her damn shoes off, Christina grabbed the bed
covers and turned them into a makeshift robe for herself.  She wrapped them
around her nude body and went looking for Britney.

       She quickly discovered her whereabouts when she heard her lover's
voice softly singing.  Christina followed Britney's voice towards Sean's
room and she peeked inside to see Britney holding her first born son close
to her, rocking him gently.  Obviously he'd woken up in the night because
Britney was singing him a rather natural lullaby.

       "Before you cross the street, take my hand," Britney sang softly to
her child, holding him close as she sat in a chair next to the crib,
unaware she was being watched.  "Life is just what happens to you when
you're busy making other plans.  Beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful
boy.  Darling darling darling Sean."

       Britney then kissed her once again sleeping baby on the head and
gently placed him back in his crib. Christina just wished those assholes at
the tabloids could see what she was seeing.  They all took such glee at
portraying Britney as some monster mother, but now Christina could see the
truth.

       "Hey you," Christina said with a whisper as she came up behind
Britney, taking care not to wake Sean up again.

       "Hey," Britney replied with a smile.  She had her robe on over her
body and when she turned around and gave Christina a hug, the cover clad
singer couldn't help but slide her hand inside to happily discover Britney
was bare underneath.

       But the two girls didn't do anything more.  There was slutty
behavior and then there was inappropriate behavior.  Getting it on in front
of kids definitely crossed that line.  Instead Britney and Christina both
turned back toward the crib to stare in at Sean as he slept.

       "He's so cute," Christina sighed, little hearts more or less dancing
in front of her eyes as she stared at the baby.

       "Mmmhmm," Britney replied, before gently touching his forehead.
"Chrissy, we're gonna be the best mommies ever."

       Christina's eyes reflexively went wide at the sound of that.  Her?
A mommy?  To Britney's kids?  How'd she sign up for that?  But then she
looked at Britney and then down at Sean and then back at Britney and
relaxed into a smile.  Maybe that wasn't such a crazy idea after all.

       Maybe she could really get into this whole love thing and all the
little bonuses that went along with it.

* * * * *

       Sarah stared up at the ceiling in her bedroom.  She was lying flat
on her back in her bed, but sleep wouldn't come.  There was nothing she
could do to force herself into unconsciousness short of taking a pill for
it and Sarah wasn't about to start going down that route.  She already had
the unhappy marriage.  Why further the Hollywood cliché any more by getting
hooked on sleeping pills?

       She was alone in the bed but that was nothing compared to how alone
she felt on the inside.  Freddie had already left for Prague without her
and wouldn't be back for more than a month.  Sarah knew she had the money
to fly herself out there if she wanted to see him but at that point the
last person she wanted to spend any time with was her husband.

       She was so mad at him.  He'd left her alone at Christmas to go and
further his career.  None of her friends would have done that.

       Thinking that just had Sarah's mind going back to what had happened
at Damon's.  Did she even have friends any more?  She still ached inside
from Love yelling at her like that and then everything that had happened at
Alyson's had just made it worse.

       She had never meant to hurt anyone but she had ended up hurting all
the girls she cared about.  She had abandoned her housemates and now she
had gone and used Alyson like some cheap slut she could go and see whenever
she needed sex.

       Sarah knew everything they had said to her was true.  As much as she
tried to deny it to herself and say that she had done what was best for her
marriage and for her and Freddie she knew she had really been scared and
selfish.  She hadn't taken the feelings of any of the girls she cared about
into account.  She had only thought of herself.

       She had been too busy trying not to be like Jennifer after her
failed marriage to realize that she had put herself in a worse situation.
Now Sarah felt completely alone.  She stared up at the ceiling and let the
misery wash over her like a cloud.

       It rested heavily on her chest and Sarah didn't even try to push it
off.  She wanted to feel sorry for herself.  She wanted to feel miserable.
It was all she deserved after what she had done to her friends.

       Her friends never would have treated her like Freddie had by leaving
her when she needed them the most.  She had never been able to connect with
her husband the way she had with her housemates.  There was none of the
same chemistry.  None of the same passion.  None of the same love.

       Of course Sarah also knew that her friends in Malibu never would
have treated her the same way she had treated them.  None of them would
have snuck off in the middle of the night without so much as a goodbye.
God, what had she done?  How could she have made such a huge mistake?  How
could she have fucked up her life so badly?

       This was hardly the first time that Sarah had asked herself these
questions, but tonight they were louder than ever in her mind.  She
couldn't stop thinking of Love's tears and her beautiful friend's anger at
her.  She couldn't stop thinking of the hurt in Rose's eyes.  The girl that
never seemed to feel any emotion other than lust had obviously been in pain
seeing her again.  Sarah couldn't get the bitterness in Alyson's voice and
the sadness off her face as she had told Sarah what happened between them
felt cheap out of her mind either.  It was all so much for Sarah and it was
on her chest like a heavy slab of rock.

       Sarah now knew she had made a mistake.  How could she not after all
this?  She had made the wrong choice.  The fact that she was all alone
tonight when her friends never would have ever left her like this was proof
of that.  She never should have married Freddie.  She should have stayed at
the mansion with her housemates.  She should have stayed where there was
real love and real emotion.  She should have stayed where the people truly
cared about her.

       But now that she had reached this conclusion, Sarah had no idea what
to do about it.  It wasn't like she had access to a time machine to go back
and stop herself from leaving in Jamaica.  She couldn't change the past.
But was there something to be done about the future?

       That idea froze Sarah's mind.  Could she change the future?  Could
she actually do something to make it better?

       Just because she was married to Freddie now didn't mean it had to be
forever.  Things weren't working.  Sarah couldn't pretend that they were.
Why make herself miserable over her mistake when she could actually go and
make things better?

       Alyson was right.  It wasn't good for anyone for her to stay in an
unhappy marriage.  It wasn't fair to Freddie and it wasn't fair to her.
She had to do something to stop this misery.

       But how?  How could she make things better?  Her housemates hated
her.  But did they really?  Maybe they were just angry.  Maybe deep down
the hurt could be healed.

       Sarah had to know.  She had to know if Love and Rose and Jennifer
and everyone still felt for her like she felt for them.  She needed them.
She needed to have these beautiful women back in her life.  She needed to
go home.

       She'd made that wish a year ago but she had done nothing to actually
make it happen.  Wishes didn't just come true when some fairy godmother
drifted down and waved a magic wand.  You had to actually work at it.
Sarah had done nothing this whole year to make her wish a reality and now
she was kicking herself for it.

       Was it too late for her?  Could she repair the bridges she'd burned
in Malibu and reconnect with her friends?

       There was only one way to find out.  She had to see them.  She had
to see her friends.  But how could she do that?

       Sarah feared if she called they'd just hang up on her after what
happened today and she didn't just want to show up at the mansion out of
the blue and expect forgiveness.

       She had to talk to her friends.  She had to see them.  She had to
connect with them just like she had once before.  And then an idea suddenly
crept into Sarah's head.  It was ridiculous.  No way could she do that.
She was just being silly.

       But the more she thought about it, the more the idea grew in her
head.  She turned it over in her brain a bunch of times, pondering it and
wondering if it would work.

       It could work.  It might work.  It was a risk, but Sarah now knew
she couldn't just do nothing and let things stay as they were.  The more
she lay there in bed staring up at her ceiling the more she knew things had
to change now or never.  She had to find out how her housemates truly felt
and if she could finally make things right with them.

       But she was going to need help.

* * * * *

       It was nearly dawn by the time all the girls made it back to Malibu
from Lauren's.  The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon as
Jennifer turned the key to the front door and everyone piled inside, tired,
but happy and definitely very sticky.

       "Ughhhhh I'm gonna soak in the tub for the next week," Alyssa
groaned as she threw her coat and bag right down on the floor of the foyer
and didn't even make the attempt to hang any of her stuff up.

       "Well maybe you should have thought of that before you took on half
the guys there," Rose teased.  "You reek of cock Lyssa."

       "Mmmmm I know," Alyssa happily laughed.  "And I wasn't complaining.
I love it.  Besides, you're one to talk Rose.  I saw what you were up to in
there.  Don't even act like you haven't even seen a cock lately.  Mmmmm you
were sucking and fucking like a little slut in there too."

       That got a laugh from everyone else as Rose grumbled and scrunched
up her face like she was angry over this, when in fact she was anything
but.

       "Yeah Rose, I'm surprised you even want to live with us anymore,"
Jewel cracked.  "I thought you'd wanna stay at Lauren's and play with your
new boyfriend some more.  Or maybe even move into another mansion, one
filled with dudes."

       "Quiet you little bitches," Rose snapped playfully, unable to keep
from smiling.  "That was just a one time thing and it's totally Love's
fault.  She was so cock hungry she got me into it too.  She practically
forced me to do it.  I'm totally gonna cry rape on you Love for making me
do that to that silly little boy.  You went and got me into trouble you
naughty slut!"

       "Mmmm and you loved it," Love giggled, kissing Rose's cheek and
hugging her.  "Besides, you already knew I was irresistible when you first
moved in so I can't be held accountable for your actions.  Anyways I know
you liked sucking cock and feeling him fuck you.  You were sure screaming
out when you came."

       "Oh yeah? Get up to my room so I can get Mr. Snappy on and show you
what I really fucking like," Rose challenged, turning around so she could
kiss Love's lips, a gesture the busty brunette immediately returned.

       "Mmmmm pleaaaaaaaaase," Love begged.  As tired as she was, she could
never deny herself a deep dicking from Rose and Mr. Snappy.

       "Gawd, didn't you two get enough in there," Jennifer said, shaking
her head.

       "No," Rose and Love replied together, both of them smiling brightly.

       "Yeah me neither," Jennifer admitted with a laugh, knowing full well
if Rose started fucking Love she'd be stripping down in a heartbeat to lay
back and spread her legs so Rose could do her next.  She was still a little
sore from what had happened at the party, but that couldn't stop her pussy
from reflexively getting wet at the idea of being stuffed with Mr. Snappy.

       "So what about you Jen?  You disappeared on us pretty suddenly in
there and now all of a sudden you're walking funny," Alyssa pointed out.
"When are you gonna spill what happened in there?"

       "Who said anything happened at the party?" Jennifer coyly replied.
"Maybe I just went out for some air or something."

       "Unless the air fucked you raw then there's no way you should have
that dreamy look on your face," Alyssa teased.  "C'mon Jen.  It's written
all over you.  You got yourself fucked at the party just like the rest of
us.  Now tell it girl."

       "Hmmm I think I'll just head up to bed right now, I'm soooooooo
tired," Jennifer said, ignoring Alyssa's probing as she yawned loudly,
stretching out her arms.  She didn't want to be so mysterious about this,
but it wasn't an easy answer to give her housemates.

       Since all of them had gone and gotten themselves some cock at the
party, or in Alyssa's case lots of cock, Jennifer didn't feel embarrassed
at all about what had happened.  There wasn't any shame in this and she did
really want to tell.  She wanted to tell all her housemates how Fluffy had
bent her over the sink and fucked her pussy from behind better than even
Brad had.  His huge cock had stretched her and filled her more than she'd
ever felt in her life and she'd been coming from the first push he took
inside her.

       Being with Fluffy had made her pussy cream so many times that she'd
lost count and that didn't even count the times she had made Gwen or
Cameron eat her out while Fluffy was fucking them.  Jennifer was still
tingling from feeling Cameron's tongue on her clit as she'd rode the leggy
actress' face while she was flat on her back, Cameron's long legs slung
over Fluffy's shoulders as he drove deep into her with his monster dick and
Gwen had watched, fingering both her pussy and ass at the sight of her
friends getting fucked by her secret lover.

       Jennifer felt so amazing from that and she didn't want to hide what
had happened.  But she also didn't want to blow Gwen's cover.  Whatever was
going on between them it was clearly something more than a casual fuck and
since Gwen had confessed to her that morning in the bathtub, Jennifer
wasn't about to betray that confidence even if it meant not being able to
brag.

       Fluffy had actually left the party before they had.  Once he had
realized Christina was gone, he had felt horrible, thinking he had let her
down and violated some kind of bodyguard's code or something.  He had gone
off looking for her and Gwen had stuck to him like glue, tagging along and
leaving Jen wondering if they had actually gotten very far looking for
Christina or if they had just gone off for more sex.

       "Fine be that way, but you won't be able to keep that secret for
long," Alyssa pouted before she took on a fake German accent.  "Ve have
vays of making you talk, Miss Anistonnnnn."

       Jennifer giggled as Alyssa proved this by coming up behind her,
lifting up her dress and sliding her hand into her panties, rubbing her
still damp pussy and making her well fucked and super sensitive lips
quiver.

       "Ooooooh," Jennifer cried before Alyssa stopped just as suddenly as
she'd started.

       "Bitch," Jennifer laughed when Alyssa pulled her fingers away.

       "You know it sweetie," Alyssa grinned before she gave her fingers a
little lick.  "Maybe now you'll think twice before keeping sexy secrets
from your friends."

       "What should we do about them?" Jewel asked as she pointed towards
Lindsay and Hilary.  The two young girls had come inside without a word and
thrown themselves on the first couch they saw, where they were now soundly
sleeping, their youthful bodies completely fucked out after the night's
debauchery.

       "Pffffffft amateurs," Rose said dismissively with a wave of her
hand.  "I swear these kids today, can't even handle a simple little orgy.
I weep for the future."

       "Just leave them there," Love said as she peered down at how Lindsay
and Hilary had fallen asleep in each other's arms, Hilary's head leaning
down against Lindsay's.  "They look pretty comfy.  I feel ready to just
crash myself."

       "Yeah me too," Jewel admitted.

       "I wonder if Christina came back?" Jennifer asked as everyone made
their way up the stairs toward their bedrooms.

       "I tried her cell a bunch of times but she didn't pick up," Rose
said.  "She's either got it off or she's just not answering."

       Everyone peeked inside Christina's bedroom and confirmed that not
only wasn't she there but the room was still completely made up, indicating
she hadn't come home at all.

       "If we can't find her in the morning, we'll go look for her," Rose
declared, unable to stifle a big yawn of her own.

       "Ooooh who's the amateur now?" Love couldn't help but tease.

       "Yeah?  Keep talking like that and you're gonna get it good," Rose
said, advancing on her housemate and pinning her against the wall.  "Mmmm
you're gonna get it good right up your ass."

       "Promises, promises," Love laughed.  She was pretty tired herself
but she still couldn't help but get wet at the idea of one more fuck,
especially if it involved Rose taking her ass.

       In fact when everyone went to their own bedrooms to crash, Love
tagged along into Rose's and also brought Jennifer along with her.

       "You really do want more?" Jennifer marveled as she didn't resist a
bit too Love dragging her into Rose's room with her hand.  "God, you're
insatiable tonight Love."

       "Well maybe I just don't feel like sleeping alone," Love admitted,
showing her intentions weren't entirely lustful.  She stepped out of her
heels and wiggled out of her dress, letting it fall right onto the floor
around her feet, leaving herself in just a black bra and g-string panties
as she took the liberty of crawling into Rose's bed and sliding under the
sheets.

       "Mmmmmm soooo comfy," Love moaned as she snuggled up under the warm
covers.  Rose certainly didn't mind Love crashing in her bed.  It had
happened so often that it definitely felt lonely when she didn't wake up
with someone else pressed to her.

       Rose's only complaint was that Love was still in her underwear.
Rose always slept naked and she liked her guests the same way.  But she
supposed she could easily rectify that once she got in bed too.

       Bed sounded pretty good to Jennifer then too, but her friend radar
was starting to go off inside her and she sensed Love had something more on
her mind than sex and sleeping arrangements.  She didn't want to pry, but
she also didn't want Love to think she didn't have someone to talk to about
whatever was bothering her.

       "Sweetie, is everything ok?" Jennifer asked, sitting down on the
edge of the bed next to Love and softly playing with her housemate's hair.

       "Yeah, everything's fine," Love insisted, but the tone of her voice
and the look on her face confirmed Jennifer's suspicions.

       "You can talk to us if something's wrong," Jennifer urged.  "You
look like you've got something on your mind.  You can tell us.  Did
something happen at the party?"

       "No, nothing like that," Love said before finally breaking her thin
resolve.  She did want to talk about this and she appreciated that
Jennifer's caring attention.  "It's just that...well...today with Sarah..."

       That definitely got Rose and Jennifer's attention.  Rose had been
busy undressing and was down to her panties as she sat down on the bed to
talk to Love too.  They really hadn't touched much on what had happened at
Damon's office that afternoon.  Going to Lauren's had been an excellent
distraction, but it hadn't changed what had happened.

       "I was just so...so mean to her," Love sighed.  "I never meant to be
so mean.  I just don't know why I did it."

       "Sweetie, it's ok to be angry," Jennifer assured her troubled
friend.

       "Yeah, and she deserved it," Rose added. "She treated us bad in the
first place.  She shouldn't have been upset if we were more than a little
pissed about it."

       "I just wish I could take it all back," Love said.  "It didn't make
me feel any better to be angry.  It just made me feel worse.  I hate how
she hurt us, but I didn't want to hurt her back."

       "It's gonna be ok," Jennifer said.

       "How?" Love asked and Jennifer had to admit she had absolutely no
answer to that.  She didn't have the faintest idea how things were going to
be good between them and Sarah again after what had happened before and she
didn't know how to tell that to Love.  Fortunately, Rose was there to make
a save.

       "You're tired Love," Rose said.  "Get some sleep and we'll talk
about it in the morning."

       "I'm not tired," Love insisted before she was betrayed by another
big yawn.  "Well maybe I'll just rest my eyes for a second."

       "You do that," Rose said, getting up off the bed so she could finish
what she had started and wiggle out of her panties.  Just as she suspected,
Love's second of resting her eyes turned into something a lot more and by
the time Rose had her panties off the girl was fast asleep.

       "What a day," Jennifer declared as she slowly got up off the bed to
make sure and not wake Love up.  "Wow, I don't think I could take another
ride on a roller coaster like that.  It was just a little too much."

       "Tell me about it," Rose said, stretching her tired muscles and
jutting out her bare breasts in the process.  This gave Jennifer one hell
of a sight to gawk at, something that definitely caught Rose's attention.
"God, stare much Jen?  Take a fucking picture. It'll last longer.  You act
like you've never seen my tits before."

       "I can't help it," Jennifer grinned.  "Mmmmm they're just so hot I
can't resist."

       Jennifer then reached over to take the beautiful, pale mounds into
her hands and gently play with them, getting Rose moaning in no time.

       "Mmmmm keep that up and neither of us are going to be getting any
sleep tonight," Rose said, always loving the feel of her friend's soft,
skilled hands on her body.

       "Would that be such a bad thing?" Jennifer replied with a chuckle.
She knew neither of them needed an excuse to fuck each other all night, but
she also knew that both of them were due on set in the morning.

       So Jennifer reluctantly pulled her hands off Rose's chest and picked
her bag up off the floor like she was about to go.  But Rose quickly put a
stop to that.

       "Whoa whoa whoa, where do you think you're going?" Rose demanded.
"My bed can fit a lot more than two in it and you're not going anywhere
tonight."

       "Is that a fact?" Jennifer asked with a smile. Both of them had
their own wounds from seeing Sarah that day, but right now neither of them
wanted to address them.

       "Bet your ass it's a fact," Rose said, wrapping her arms around
Jennifer's waist so her naked tits were pushing up against Jennifer's
through her dress.  "Now get those clothes off and get in bed before I rip
them off you."

       Both sounded like very good options to Jennifer, but she chose the
one that didn't end with an expensive dress ruined.  She dropped her bag
and began undressing and just as she let her dress fall off to show her
bra, Rose got to the catch of her offer.

       "Of course if you want to stay, then you have to tell me what
happened to you at the party," Rose smirked like the proud devil she was.
"You were practically floating when we left.  So spill it Jen.  Everyone
already knows I got myself fucked so now it's your turn to confess."

       Jennifer just smiled at being caught in this trap.  She wanted to
tell.  She wanted to tell everyone what had happened and how incredible it
had been.  She knew Rose would totally get off on the story.  Hell all her
housemates would.  But, as hard as it was, Jennifer would have rather
stayed silent than betray Gwen's confidence.

       "I can't," Jennifer insisted.

       "Of course you can," Rose scoffed.  "What is it?  A fucking state
secret?  Spill it Jen."

       Rose looked like she wasn't taking no for an answer and Jennifer
didn't want to fight her on this.  She really, really wanted to tell.
Maybe...just maybe there was a way to do this without revealing Gwen's
secret.

       After all it wasn't like she had to tell about Gwen's part in all
this.  Just her own.  And she could always make Rose promise not to tell
anyone.  Jennifer knew Rose's word was as good as gold and the secret of
her encounter at the party was raging inside her, demanding to be let out.

       "Well..." Jennifer said smiling as she couldn't help but break.
"You know Christina's bodyguard Fluffy..."

* * * * *

       Since it was practically dawn already, the next morning wasn't too
far off.  After all they'd done that night, the girls were all exhausted
and many had just crashed into their beds as soon as they'd gotten to their
rooms.  But, as the rest of her housemates slept, Alyssa was up and making
coffee.  She had a feeling her friends would be needing it that morning so
she made it extra strong.

       Just as she'd promised, Alyssa had gone immediately into the tub and
soaked her sticky, tired body.  She had lost control at Lauren's and she
loved it.  Her body was still tingling from the hard fuckings she'd gotten
and the smile on her face hadn't faded a bit.  Taking on both of those
big-dicked studs had only been a start for her.  Alyssa had taken on
another and then another until she was putting on a seriously hot show for
her housemates and Lauren's guests by having four guys at once.

       Alyssa could still hear their moans and gasps as she had taken two
hard cocks in her mouth at once, shoving them in as deep as she could fit
them while she was also being fucked hard in her pussy and ass.  Mmmmm she
had gotten all of her holes stuffed soooo good and Alyssa had loved that
her friends had all been watching her.  It had made it even hotter.

       Not that Alyssa was going back to dudes full time or anything.  Her
first time years ago with Holly Marie Combs and Shannen Doherty had been so
incredible that Alyssa knew then she would always crave a woman's touch and
nothing changed that since then.

       Being with guys was a fun little diversion, something she liked to
do when she went to Lauren's, but this was where Alyssa wanted to be.  Her
place in the world was at the mansion with all her sexy girlfriends.

       In fact Alyssa had made it a point of showing off how much she loved
pussy after her little four on one encounter by putting on another show and
burying her tongue inside Christina Ricci's tight little cunt while Eva
Longoria licked her from behind.  Mmmm Eva's tongue had felt so amazing and
Alyssa had rewarded the pierced Desperate Housewife by getting a strap on
and fucking her raw before giving the same treatment to her fellow WB
refugees Kristen Kruek, Allison Mack and Erica Durance and then licking
their gushing pussies clean.

       By the end of the night Alyssa's face was soaked with pussy and she
was cum drunk from both men and women, which made it the perfect kind of
party.  Everything had been so amazing and Alyssa hoped this wasn't the
last time her friends from the mansion got a chance to play with Lauren's
friends.  They had certainly meshed together perfectly and Alyssa wasn't
the only one who felt that way, which was clearly emphasized by the last
girl to return to the mansion.

       "Well well well, look what the cat dragged in," Alyssa teased as she
saw Jessica, still dressed from last night's debauchery walk into the
kitchen, having just arrived back home.

       "Meow," Jessica playfully replied before helping herself to some
coffee.

       She had stayed behind for one reason and that was because she hadn't
been able to get enough of Eva Longoria.  The sexy television star had been
so hot and enticing that Jessica hadn't had the will to leave her and had
instead decided to catch a ride in the morning after some more playtime
with her friend.

       It had totally been worth it too.  By staying behind, Jessica had
been able to taste more of Eva's creamy, pink pussy and get that sexy
slut's tongue in her pussy and ass too many times to keep count.  Not only
that but Jessica had also been able to play with all the other hot girls
there that she hadn't before.

       Her pussy was still moist from how she had voraciously eaten Sara
Ramirez's delicious snatch out and then how, as a reward, Sara had told her
to screw Katherine Heigl up the ass.  Jessica had eagerly agreed, jamming
her fingers and then a hard toy up the blonde's tight hole as she had
howled for more.

       Jessica had also been able to get some nasty fun in with Mariska
Hargitay and Heather Graham, lying down so Mariska could ride her face
while Heather ate her out.  And then at the end of the night Jessica had
joined Lauren in her shower, allowing her hostess to watch as Whitney had
washed her sweaty, sticky body from head to toe.

       Whitney had cleaned her off so well and then licked her everywhere,
making her cream the redhead's face as water streamed down on them.  Lauren
had then licked all her cum off Whitney's face and Jessica had properly
thanked her for the invite by sinking to her knees so she could eat the
Gilmore Girls star out.

       But of course it hadn't just been hot pussy that had made the party
so memorable and Alyssa wanted to make sure Jessica was ok with everything
that had happened.  Alyssa knew it had been a long time since many of her
friends had been with a guy so she couldn't help but pry to see how they
were taking it.

       Jessica had her particularly curious.  She'd been the only one of
them to stay behind last night and, as much as Alyssa liked Lauren, she
didn't want to lose any of her friends to her.

       "So, pretty wild last night, huh?" Alyssa inquired as she sipped her
coffee.

       "It was unbelievable," Jessica smiled as she poured some milk into
her cup.  "Are Lauren's parties always like that?"

       "That was actually pretty mild compared to some of her other
bashes," Alyssa admitted.  "When she does one of these things, she goes sex
crazy."

       "We should have her over here some time then," Jessica said.  "Let's
get her on our turf and see how she does."

       "I've asked and she's turned me down cold," Alyssa said.  "She just
wants to outdo us.  Not join us."

       "Wow, that's weird," Jessica said taking her first sip of much
needed caffeine.

       "So what'd you think of Lauren's presents?" Alyssa asked, getting to
the point.

       "Oh my God Lyssa!  I'm totally hooked on cock again!  It was like
falling off the wagon!  I'm moving my stuff out today because all I can
think of is boys!" Jessica said with wide eyed enthusiasm before breaking
into a laugh and letting on she was teasing.

       "Don't even think you had me going a little with that act," Alyssa
laughed, playfully flicking a piece of her muffin at her housemate.

       "I think I had you going a little bit," Jessica smiled.  "But
seriously, it was...ummm...interesting.  It definitely wasn't what I was
expecting.  That's for sure.  It was fun, but I like things here much
better.  Mmmm it's much sexier here."

       Jessica proved her point by leaning in for a kiss.  She pressed her
lips to Alyssa and the warm kiss was immediately returned.

       "Yeah I didn't know she was going to have the guys over either,"
Alyssa said, smiling from the feel of Jessica's kiss.  "Not that I'm
complaining though."

       "Yeah you sure didn't look like you were complaining last night,"
Jessica said, savoring the hot memory of Alyssa imploring all four of her
male lovers to shoot their cum on her face and tits as she took turns
stroking them off after they'd fucked her.

       That had been so fucking hot and while Jessica had only been with
the one guy last night she couldn't help but wonder if she ever had the
courage to take on more.  Being with more than one guy at once was one of
the few things she hadn't done and it was definitely a hot fantasy that had
crossed her mind a time or two in the past.

       "So Lyssa, was it true what I heard?" Jessica asked.  "Does Lauren
really host gangbang nights at her place?"

       "Why?  Feel like tagging along with me?" Alyssa replied with a sexy
smirk as she gently caressed Jessica's arm, loving the feel of her soft
skin.

       "Maybe," Jessica shyly admitted.  "After all we can't let Lauren and
her friends think they're hotter than us.  We've gotta show her that no one
can outdo us."

       "Mmmmm I do love a good challenge," Alyssa said.  "I think maybe the
next time we..."

       But before Alyssa could get another word out of her mouth the last
thing in the world she expected happened.  The kitchen door pushed open and
Alyssa's jaw nearly hit the floor from what she saw.

       She was frozen with shock so she couldn't look away but Alyssa knew
that Jessica had to be feeling the exact same way.  How couldn't she when
they were looking at a sight everyone there had considered impossible after
everything that had happened?

       "Hey girls," Christina beamed as she stood in the kitchen hand in
hand with Britney.  "Guess what happened last night?"

* * * * *

       As the mansion reacted to the dramatics of Britney's sudden return,
one frequent guest who was missing out on all the fireworks was Hilary
Duff.  She would have loved to have been there of course and, had she known
Britney was coming back, she would have made damn sure she'd welcomed back
the woman who had been the first to fuck her ass.

       But unfortunately, Hilary was too preoccupied with sneaking back
into her house undetected to be at the mansion for Britney's return.  It
was after nine in the morning and Hilary knew her mom was up already.  She
was always an early riser and she'd probably noticed that her car was gone,
but Hilary hoped if she could elude detection and get inside she'd be able
to bluff her way through the inevitable confrontation.

       Hilary had never meant to stay out so late.  Her plan had been to
get over to Lauren's party and then go home that night without her mom any
the wiser to the fact that she'd snuck out.  But she'd been too tired to go
home after all the fun she'd had and too unwilling to leave Lindsay and all
her incredible friends.

       The more time she spent at the mansion, the more she felt like it
was the only place in the world she could truly be free.  She felt so wild
and uninhibited when she was there, like she was the true Hilary, not like
at home where she had to pretend to be sweet and innocent.

       She felt most alive when she was at the mansion, especially when she
was with Lindsay.  They had so totally connected and not only did Hilary
love spending time with her friend, but Lindsay got her pussy wetter than
anyone.

       Hilary's mom already hated Lindsay and forbid them to be friends.
She would have absolutely died if she'd known that she and Lindsay were so
much more than friends and that each and every time they saw each other
they couldn't help but tear each other's clothes off and fuck each other
silly.  Mmmm not to mention fuck every other hot girl they saw.  And Hilary
guessed she could include guys now too.

       She'd never been with a guy before last night and it had been so hot
to suck that guy's dick, especially since he had Lindsay's juices all over
them.  It had felt so hot and slutty to suck a guy's cock when she didn't
even know him.

       Hilary hadn't wanted to try anything more than blowjobs with any of
the guys at the party, but she and Lindsay had sucked off another guy
together and Hilary was definitely curious about trying more, especially
since it had felt so good when he had come all over their faces and she and
Lindsay had kissed and licked each other clean.

       Of course she couldn't try more if she was grounded by her mom until
the end of the world, so Hilary was literally tiptoeing inside her house,
hoping to avoid being found.  If she could just get up to her room she
could get her clothes off and get a shower so she wouldn't smell like sex.
She hated having to do this.  She just wanted to run away with Lindsay to
the mansion and never come back here.

       Hilary crept up the stairs barely making a sound as she held her
heels in her hands to keep from being heard.  She made it upstairs and was
getting closer and closer to her bedroom when she suddenly heard a voice
from behind.

       "Hilary?" the voice called out, causing the teenager to scream in
surprise and drop her heels to the ground.

       She turned around expecting to get major portions of her ass chewed
off by her mother, but found instead that the family maid, Carmelita, had
discovered her.  Hilary let out a loud sigh of relief.

       "Are you just coming in from last night?" Carmelita asked,
disapproval in her voice but not the kind of anger Hilary was used to
getting from her mother.

       "Yeah," Hilary sheepishly admitted.  "Don't tell mom though.  She'll
totally freak."

       "I won't tell," Carmelita promised.  She didn't like the way Susan
Duff lorded over her daughter and controlled every aspect of her life.  A
girl Hilary's age needed to taste freedom and start to experience life.
Not that she approved of her staying out all night, but it wasn't like the
girl should be treated like a prisoner in her own home.

       "Mrs. Duff is not here anyway," Carmelita stated, getting another
loud sign of relief from Hilary.

       "Where is she?" Hilary said, happy that she wasn't about to be
caught.

       "She did not say," Carmelita said.  "Someone came and delivered an
envelope to her and she left very suddenly.  She didn't say where she was
going.  She just left and she seemed very upset about something."

       "Hmmmm I wonder what," Hilary said, even though deep down she didn't
really care.

       She was too happy that she had been able to get home without getting
in trouble.  Now she could finally get clean and look presentable for when
her mom got home, but Hilary's mind was already focusing on something
else...wondering when she could sneak out again to get back to Malibu and
see Lindsay.

* * * * *

       Hilary wasn't the only one whose late night had resulted in a late
start to the morning.  By the time Love stirred the sun was already well up
in the sky and it wasn't a natural awakening.

       She gladly would have slept the day away, but the unmistakable sound
of her cell phone snapped her out of her sleepy daze.  She responded with a
tired groan of frustration and a futile attempt to not face the day by
burying her head under the pillow.

       But that just quieted the ringing of her phone.  It didn't stop it
and finally Love gave in.  She lunged out of bed, nearly ending up sprawled
on the floor in the process to grab her phone out of her bag.  She'd left
her bag near her dress on Rose'e floor and Love reached it just before the
call went to her voicemail.

       "Hello?" Love said sleepily as she tried to snap herself quickly out
of the haze her head was still in.

       "Love?  Did I wake you?" a male voice on the other end asked and it
took Love a second to realize it was Damon.

       "Mmmhmmm," Love told her agent, a yawn slipping out of her mouth in
the process to emphasize the point.  "What time is it?"

       "It's five after 11," Damon informed his client.

       "Shit!" Love replied in annoyance at herself.  She'd never dreamed
she was going to sleep this late.  Why hadn't Rose or Jennifer woken her?
A quick look around the room found that neither of them were there anymore.
They had obviously gone off and left her there sleeping the day away.

       "I overslept," Love admitted with embarrassment.

       "I can tell, I've been trying to reach you all morning," Damon said
and a quick glance over at her phone showed Love that she'd missed four
calls.  God, how could she have slept right through her phone ringing all
those times?

       Love breathed a sigh of relief that she hadn't been due on the Ghost
Whisperer set that day.  The last thing she wanted was to start missing
call times and have people there start to think she was some kind of
unreliable diva.

       "Sorry," Love sheepishly replied.  "I had a little bit of a late
night last night.  I guess I was more tired than I thought.  I didn't mean
to miss your calls."

       "Don't sweat it," Damon assured Love.  "I've been on the other end
of these conversations too many times to count.  I've slept whole days
away.  I'm just glad I finally caught you."

       "Yeah, what's up?" Love asked as she tried and remember if she was
supposed to have a meeting with anyone today or anything.  She didn't
recall having set anything up and in the process of searching her memory
Love noticed something about herself.  She was sitting on Rose's floor
completely naked.

       Now ordinarily this wasn't anything new.  She'd been more than naked
in every room in the mansion but she could have sworn she'd gone to sleep
in her bra and panties.  The very same bra and panties that she noticed
were now carelessly thrown onto the floor.  There was only one explanation
Love could think of.

       "Rose," Love said, shaking her head as a smile tugged at her lips.
It had hardly been the first time she had gone to bed with Rose wearing
something only to wake up in the buff.  Rose just seemed to delight in
stripping her down in her sleep and Love couldn't get mad at her about it.

       "Huh?" Damon asked from the other end of the call.  "What about
her?"

       Love had gotten so caught up in discovering her stripped state that
she'd actually forgotten she was still on the call and she quickly covered
for herself.

       "Nothing...it's nothing.  Don't worry about it.  Forget I said
anything," Love said, a little embarrassed.  Damon represented almost all
of them at the mansion and Love was sure he suspected at least something a
little out of the ordinary was going on there.  But they had never admitted
anything to him and Love wasn't about to start now.

       "Ok," Damon replied, more than a little curious about what the heck
was going on with his client, but deciding not to press it.  "I've got
something big for you today.  Can you do a meeting?"

       "I think so," Love replied.  "I don't have anything planned today.
What's the project?"

       "Well it's a film," Damon explained.  "One that you were attached to
once.  Do you remember a project called Heartstrings?"

       "Did you just say Heartstrings?" Love asked in disbelief.  She
couldn't have heard him right.  She must still be sleeping or something.
There was no way that was what he could have said.

       But Damon quickly confirmed to Love that she'd heard him correctly.

       "Yeah, the studio obviously put it in turnaround years ago, but
they're looking at it again," Damon said.  "It's starting to build steam
and they want to meet with you about it.  You interested in taking the
meeting?"

       "Are you serious?" Love nearly screamed with excitement into the
phone. "Yes!  Yes!  Definitely yes!"

       Love heard Damon chuckle on the other end of the call but she barely
registered it as he told her the details about the wheres and whens of the
meeting.  Her mind was too busy racing for her to focus on anything else
but this incredible surprise.  Whatever residual exhaustion there was left
over from the night before was long gone now.

       Heartstrings wasn't just any movie to Love.  It was THE movie.  It
was the part she had wanted more than anything.  She had wanted it more
than starring in any of her television shows.  She had wanted it more than
any of the leads she had played in movies.  It was the part she had always
thought was made for her.

       She had fallen in love with the script the first time she had read
it and that love hadn't faded a bit in all this time.  Just the idea that
she could have a chance to do this incredible romance, the one everyone who
had seen the script had compared to Love Story, filled her with giddiness.
The script had been so good it had made her cry just from reading it and
Love would have done anything to play this part.

       Of course, the part itself wasn't the only sentimental attachment
she had to the movie.  She had auditioned for the lead once before and she
hadn't been the only actress who had coveted the part.

       Her audition was the day she had ran into Sarah.  It was the day
they had done everything they could to try and outdo each other.  It was
the day they had fought.  It was the day they had first kissed.  It was the
day they had first made love.  It was the day everything had started.

       Without the movie, they never would have encountered each other like
they had and everything that had happened since never would have.  The day
of her audition for the movie had been the most amazing day of Love's life
and to say she thought back to it frequently would have been an incredible
understatement.

       Her life had changed that day forever and absolutely for the better.
And now Damon was telling her she had a chance again at this amazing part?
Love hadn't thought that was possible.  It felt like everything was coming
full circle and as soon as she got all the details, Love profusely thanked
Damon repeatedly and then hung up so she could quickly get ready.

       Her meeting was at two and she still had to shower and compose
herself.  God, could this really be happening?  It was the break she had
waited for for so long and something about it just felt right.

       She didn't question how the script which had been buried for so long
had suddenly reemerged.  Strange things like this happened all the time in
Hollywood.  Red hot projects suddenly turned ice cold and vice versa.  Love
was just happy that they were still thinking of her in connection with the
project and right now all she cared about was getting to the audition on
time.

* * * * *

       Meanwhile a nondescript truck lurched its way across America's
highways on a journey from Virginia back toward California.  The truck's
cabin was plain white so as not to draw any attention, especially since the
cabin contained no cargo, just thee passengers.  The truck was actually a
government transport disguised as a delivery truck, the name Certified
Idaho Apples painted boldly in red across the sides to avert any suspicion.

       "Is this the best they could do?" Franklin wondered.  "I mean, does
Idaho even have apples?"

       That question didn't get any answers.  Waldo's mind was elsewhere
and Franklin knew just where.

       "It doesn't make any sense, does it?" Franklin asked.

       "Not a bit of it," Waldo said.  "Why on Earth would Brandon go all
that trouble to basically open a brainwashing business?  It just doesn't
add up.  That can't be his end game.  It just can't be."

       "It's gotta be something more," Franklin agreed.  "It's too small
time for him.  He's gotta have a bigger plan in mind.  Why steal a device
like that if you're just going to zap people in the head and get them to
stop smoking or chewing their nails.  It doesn't make any sense."

       "But what can we do about it?" Delbert asked.  "We're duty bound to
protect the girls.  What if he uses it on them?  What if he zaps them and
makes them into human chess pieces for a huge outdoor set he's constructing
in his backyard?"

       "I think we'll assume that's a remote possibility," Waldo replied.
"But he is right about one thing.  The girls are too close to us.  Until we
have evidence otherwise we have to assume they might be targets of some
kind."

       "But targets for what?" Franklin asked.

       "We don't know," Waldo admitted.  "And that's what makes it more
troubling.  We have no idea what we're up against."

* * * * *

       As the truck lurched its way back toward the West Coast, a meeting
was about to get underway at Total Transformation.  The conference room was
filled and there was just one more interested party Brandon had seen fit to
invite.  She was late and her arrival was quite pronounced, but Brandon
decided to let it go.  After all if her money was right, he didn't give a
damn how she acted.

       "Are you responsible for this?" Susan Duff demanded as she shoved a
photo in Brandon's face. "This filth was delivered to my house late
yesterday and I got it this morning along with the instructions to come
here.  Are you responsible for this disgusting forgery?"

       "Sorry boss, she barreled right through," one of the company's paid
mercenaries explained.  Brandon ignored the apology though and instead
focused on Hilary's overbearing mother.

       "Mrs. Duff I assure you that's no forgery," Brandon said.  "Now come
inside the conference room and all will be explained."

       "I will do no such thing!" Susan exclaimed.  "You tell me right now
what the hell is going on here?  My Hilary would never do these disgusting
things.  How did you set this up?  This is her fault!  That filthy skank
Lindsay Lohan is responsible for this!  I'm going to see you both are
arrested for making my Hilary do these disgusting acts!"

       Brandon just shook his head.  Susan had been sent a surveillance
photo of Lindsay and Hilary stealing a passionate kiss when they thought no
one had been looking.  But that was all it was.  Just a kiss.  He could
only imagine what her reaction would have been if he had evidence for just
how sexual their relationship was.  He knew what was going on there, but he
didn't have the photos.

       "Just take a seat inside the conference room," Brandon insisted.
"All will be explained."

       Susan wasn't making any progress with her cries for justice, so she
decided to go along with what this man said.  Brandon opened the door and
Susan walked into the conference room.  What she saw inside made her gasp
and drop the photograph right out of her hand onto the floor.  The room
contained a large oak table surrounded by chairs and those chairs were
filled with men, many of whom Susan instantly recognized.

       Ryan Philippe.  Justin Timberlake.  Gavin Rossdale.  Jay-Z.  Kevin
Federline.  And others who she didn't know by name but had been linked
romantically to some of Hollywood's biggest female stars.

       "What the hell is going on here?" Susan demanded again.

       "Take a seat and listen," Brandon insisted.  "Mr. Philippe, have you
managed to reach Mr. Prinze?"

       "No he went off to shoot a movie in Prague," Ryan answered.  "He
doesn't know what's happening here."

       "Well then it will be up to you to tell him," Brandon said.  "Now
since you're all present, I assume you all received the photos and
instructions to be here today."

       "Yeah, what is this shit?" Jay Z glowered.  "Is this fucking
blackmail?  Because if it is you better hope you've got a lot of protection
around you at all times."

       "This isn't blackmail, this is an opportunity for you," Brandon said
as he sat down at the head of the conference table.  "This is an
opportunity for you to correct certain...well let's just say certain
imperfections in the personalities of the women in your lives."

* * * * *

       Love had practically been floating as she showered, dressed and
tried to make herself look as pretty as possible without overdoing it.  She
wanted this part so bad, but she didn't want to look desperate.  She had to
appear confident without being cocky.  Sexy without being slutty.
Interested but not obsessed.

       As she had gotten ready, Love had actually considered wearing the
same blouse and skirt she had worn that day when she had first hooked up
with Sarah.  She still had them hanging in her closet, preserved as a
precious memory.  But she didn't want to do that.  After all that had
happened with Sarah, there was too much pain still associated with that
outfit.

       Instead she had thrown on another blouse and skirt that were classy
without being too prim and bolted out the door.  She wanted to make sure
she got to the studio with plenty of time.  She didn't want to risk freeway
traffic that would have made her late.  Not for this part.  Not for this
chance.

       Naturally as she tried to contain herself while driving to the
meeting Love couldn't help but think back to Sarah.  She wondered if they
wanted to meet with her too.  What would she say when she learned the
project was in development again?  But those questions took a back seat to
all the memories of how she and Sarah had connected that time and
everything that had happened since.

       How could she not think of that?  How could she not think back to
the first feel of another woman's lips on hers?  How could she not think
back to how Sarah's touch had made her feel and how it had created a lust
for women that had only grown with every passing day?  Love had never felt
anything like that before that day and it had been so sexy and scary and
wonderful all at once.

       Those memories were never far from Love's mind, but now with this
meeting set up they consumed her.  At first Love had tried to push them
away.  But she eventually gave up and let them wash over her as she drove
along the freeway toward the studio.  Despite everything that had happened
with Sarah, these were still incredible memories that only brought Love
pleasure.  She didn't want to ever have them fade in her mind.

       She couldn't help but smile as she remembered how Sarah had made her
feel pleasure that day that she had never dreamed and since it had both
been their first time it had only gotten better that day with more and more
practice.

       Of course thinking of the good things reminded her again of what had
happened yesterday and how she regretted all the things she'd said.  But
Love didn't let those thoughts linger.  She was far too excited about all
of this to think about anything but the positive side today.

       Love couldn't remember ever wanting a role as bad as this.  She knew
this was just a preliminary meeting and she wasn't deluding herself into
thinking she was the only actress they were looking at or even the top
contender for the role.  She was going to have to go into this meeting and
blow everyone away with how well she knew this role and how she would be
able to take the words on the page and make each line of dialogue her own.

       She was so excited that she had to remind herself a bunch of times
not to go too fast and get pulled over for speeding.  She didn't want
anything to cause her to be late and fortunately traffic wasn't too bad.
Love was able to make her way to the studio fairly quickly and when she
pulled up to the gate she saw she actually had time to spare.

       Love debated about whether or not she should just drive around and
kill some time, but she decided against that.  Why not arrive early and
show them all how important this was to her?  It was a great way to show
her commitment to the role and how eager she was to get to work on the
project, if they offered it to her of course.

       Love didn't want to think about the possibility of not getting this
role.  Seeing someone else playing the part she felt she was born to play
would have been heartbreaking.  She had to have this part.  Not only was it
an incredible role, but she felt it could finally make her a movie star.

       Now that she was two seasons deep into Ghost Whisperer and a third
almost official, Love had pretty much given up on ever being a movie star.
Sure the movies she made usually broke even or even better, but Love didn't
delude herself into thinking the studios were banging down her door to cast
her in blockbusters.

       She liked TV and she loved her show, so she was happy doing that,
but if there ever was a chance to be a real movie star, like Audrey Hepburn
and all the other famous women she'd idolized, Love would have jumped at
the chance.

       Love felt like this was the movie that would finally set her star up
high and force people to realize that she could act, that she did have
talent and that she was more than a set of big tits.  Love didn't want to
think about not getting this role so again she forced herself to only focus
on the positive.

       As she parked her car, walked inside and headed toward where Damon
had told her the meeting was, Love thought only about how she was going to
absolutely kill in this role and how she'd impress everyone so much at this
meeting they'd be falling over themselves to offer her the part.

       But those thoughts took a bit of a backseat when she opened the door
to where the meeting was supposed to be and found nothing but an empty
office.  A part of her brain reminded her that this was actually the same
place she'd auditioned the first time, but Love was more concerned with the
fact that no one seemed to be there.  There were no writers, no directors
and no producers.  There weren't even any executives.

       Had she messed up the time?  Love would have kicked herself forever
if she had screwed this up.  But a quick, nervous glance at her Blackberry
showed that she'd gotten right everything that Damon had told her.  She was
at the right place, at the right time.  Maybe she was just too early.
Maybe that was it.  Maybe no one else had gotten there yet.

       "Hello?" Love called into the lit room.  It looked like everything
was set up for an audition, with the video camera and the chairs.  It was
just like it had been before when she and Sarah had first auditioned,
almost like the room had been frozen in time.

       It was very strange that no one was there and Love called out again,
wondering if maybe someone was in one of the adjoining offices.

       "Is anyone here?" Love asked, getting more and more curious by the
second about what was going on.  There didn't seem to be anyone here, just
a door to the next office, and Love turned around thinking maybe she should
head out and check with the receptionist to make sure they hadn't moved the
audition or something.

       But before she could do that, the other door opened up behind her
and the mystery of what was happening here was emphatically solved.

       "Hi Love," a feminine voice softly and shyly said.

       Love had her back turned but no one had to tell her whose voice it
was.  She knew it as well as she knew her own and she froze in surprise.

       "Sarah..." Love gasped before turning around and facing the woman
who had once been her housemate.  She had no idea what to say or even what
was about to happen here and it left her in a stunned state.

       The two girls just stared at each other, neither knowing what to
say.  There wasn't any anger between them.  No one was screaming and no one
was crying.  They just locked eyes and stared at each other, neither one of
them wanting to look away, but neither of them coming up with the right
words to say either.

       They just stared and waited for the other to talk, both of them
regretting what had happened between them and both just wanting things to
be good again.

       The stare between the two actresses lasted on and neither girl broke
the silence.  It could have been for seconds, minutes or even an hour.
Neither of them had much of a concept of time right then.  They just stood
there, shifting nervously on their feet and wondering when someone would
actually speak.

       Finally Love broke the silence before it grew too awkward.  This was
the last thing she had expected.  In many ways it was even more of a
surprise than seeing Sarah yesterday at Damon's.  This was close to
overwhelming and Love blurted out the first thing that came to her mind,
something which had now become obvious to her.

       "There's no audition is there?" Love asked, glancing around again at
a room that was empty except for her and Sarah.

       "No," Sarah admitted, shaking her head.  "I had Damon set it up for
me.  I just...just needed to see you Love.  I didn't know how else to do
it.  I thought you'd hang up on me if I called and you wouldn't let me in
if I came by the mansion.  It was just all I could think of."

       "Oh," Love simply replied, her mouth falling into a little frown.

       It was clear she was disappointed about the movie not being back in
production after all and Sarah suddenly felt terrible, like she'd gone and
made things worse by playing with Love's emotions.  She hadn't meant to
make Love feel bad about this.  It had just seemed like a good way to get
them together, but Sarah hadn't truly appreciated how much Love had wanted
this movie.

       "I'm sorry I had to trick you," Sarah said.  "I just didn't know any
other way to get you here.  I had to see you, Love.  I didn't mean to get
your hopes up about the movie.  I just needed a place to see you and this
felt like our place.  You know, special."

       "It's ok," Love replied.  She was disappointed about the movie for
sure, but she was more concerned with the woman before her.  She had so
much she wanted to say to Sarah, but she didn't want it to come out like it
had yesterday.  So she said nothing at first.

       The two girls just looked at each other as Sarah crept in closer to
Love.  Her former housemate didn't move any closer to her, but at least she
didn't back away and Sarah took that as a positive sign.

       "You look really good Love," Sarah said, trying to break the ice
with her friend.

       At least she hoped Love was still her friend.  After yesterday Sarah
didn't know anything for certain anymore.  Even if they never got back
together sexually, Sarah at least wanted to have Love and everyone as her
friends again.  Not having them in her life at all would have been
heartbreaking.

       "Thanks," Love shyly replied.  She didn't mean to be coming across
coldly to Sarah.  She just didn't know what to say.  Being confronted like
this was a huge surprise and she didn't want things to go down like they
had yesterday.

       "So do you Sarah," Love said, unable to keep from falling into old
habits as she checked Sarah out in her tight jeans and shirt.  Sarah
definitely looked good to her and even though Love still felt sad and mad
and uneasy about everything going on here, she couldn't help but still feel
the lust she had for Sarah.

       The two girls resumed staring at each other, like they were sizing
the other up.  Their eyes were both full and pleading with the other to
speak, but they continued to wait for the other.  The seconds ticked away
with neither girl opening her mouth as their eyes implored action.  The
silence was becoming unbearable and finally both girls snapped, naturally
at the same time.

       "I'm sorry!" Sarah and Love said simultaneously, causing both girls
to reflexively back off.  They didn't want to talk over each other and
Sarah was so surprised that Love was apologizing for anything that she was
struck silent for longer.  That gave Love the chance to press on and she
took it.

       "I didn't mean any of the things I said yesterday," Love said as she
wringed her hands together, trying tell Sarah how she felt without
completely losing it in front of her.  "You're not a bitch Sarah.  I didn't
mean it when I said I never wanted to see you again!  I felt so bad for
saying that to you!  I do want to see you again Sarah!  I never wanted to
stop!  Every time the phone rang at the mansion I wished it was you!
You're not a bitch Sarah!  I feel so bad I said that to you!"

       "Shhh...shhhh it's ok Love," Sarah said, placing her hand on Love's
arm and softly touching it to calm her down.  It was the first touch Sarah
had taken of her friend in more than a year and it was electric to her.
"You don't have to be sorry for anything.  I'm the one who should be sorry.
I was a bitch, Love.  I was so horrible to all of you.  I hurt you Love.  I
hurt everyone.  You were right.  I deserved what you said to me.  I'm not
mad at all.  You don't have to apologize for anything.  I'm the one who
should apologize."

       "Why Sarah?  Why did you leave us?" Love asked, letting go of any
anger left inside her to ask the question which had been weighing heavily
on her mind since they'd found Sarah's goodbye note in Jamaica.  "Was it
because of me?  Was it because of what I told you in the shower?  Was it
because I asked you not to marry Freddie?"

       "No Love, it was all me," Sarah sighed, feeling good to finally be
able to say all of this to her friend's face.  "You didn't have anything to
do with me leaving.  None of you did.  I just didn't think I could have
both you and Freddie.  I didn't want to end up like Jen.  I thought I had
to choose and I chose Freddie.  I thought that was what I had to do, but I
was wrong Love.  I never should have left and I'm so sorry.  I should have
chose you.  I made such a huge mistake.  I wish I could take it all back.
I wish I'd stayed that night.  I wish I'd never left.  I wish I'd given
Freddie his ring back and never gone through with the wedding.  I'm sorry I
left, Love.  I'm sorry I hurt you.  I'm sorry for everything."

       Love couldn't believe what she was hearing.  She had never expected
to hear Sarah admit a mistake like this.  She had to admit it made her feel
good inside but Love didn't want to rub Sarah's face in her mistake.  She
never wanted to do that.

       She hadn't wanted Sarah to be miserable.  She loved her friend too
much to want her to be in pain, but it did make her feel good to know that
Sarah regretted leaving them.  It had been so hard to be without her,
thinking she'd made Sarah leave, and knowing Sarah wished she'd stayed made
Love feel better.

       But Love didn't say that.  She just let Sarah keep talking.  Love
never wanted Sarah to think that her misery brought her pleasure.  Even
after all their time apart, Love cared far too much for Sarah for her to
think that.  Love had seen so many of Christina's Britney-fueled rages and
she never wanted to be that kind of person.  She could see how hard all
this was on Sarah and Love just let her spill her emotions out.

       "And the worst part was I knew it was a mistake right away," Sarah
said, her lips quivering as she tried to hold back her tears.  "I was
sobbing in the cab ride away from the hotel because I knew I'd made a
mistake.  I wish I'd made the driver stop and turn around.  But I didn't.
I was too scared.  I didn't want to admit I'd made the wrong choice.  I
wanted to believe that I could make it work with Freddie.  I just didn't
want to admit that I didn't feel for him the way I felt for all of you
guys.  I never did.  I never had the kind of connection I had with him that
I have with you Love or with Rose or Jen.  That was why I never called or
visited or anything.  I didn't want to face up to my mistake and I knew if
I saw you I would see how stupid I'd been.  I didn't want to hurt you by
staying away, though."

       "But you did," Love said, releasing her own feelings too.  "That's
the one thing I said yesterday that I really meant.  It hurt so bad when
you left.  It hurt even worse when you never called or anything.  It was
like you didn't care.  It was like we didn't matter at all to you.  Like we
were nothing."

       "No Love, you're everything," Sarah said, moving her hand down
Love's arm to take her hand and squeeze it.  "I'm so so so sorry for making
you feel that way.  I feel so terrible about what I did.  I know it's
unforgivable.  I didn't want to hurt you.  Love, when you told me how much
you cried it broke my heart.  I never wanted to make you feel that way.  I
was just so selfish that I only thought about my own feelings and I hate
myself for that.  I miss you Love.  I miss you all so much.  I'm miserable
not being with you guys."

       "I miss you too Sarah," Love said.  "I've missed you every single
day.  That was why I was so upset about yesterday.  I didn't want you to
think I hadn't missed you.  Because I do.  We all do.  It's not the same
there without you.  We never even did anything with your room.  We just
left it as it was."

       "My room is still there?" Sarah asked, unable to help but smile at
that.  She knew she didn't deserve it, but any hope that she could somehow
go back home to the mansion was a very welcome one.

       "Yeah," Love confirmed with a nod of her head.  "We didn't want to
give it to someone else or have anyone sleep there.  It just didn't feel
right.'

       "Love I want to come home," Sarah said, squeezing her friend's hand
even harder.  She hadn't meant to ask this, not yet at least, but knowing
her room was still there and untouched made her longing for it
unbearable. "Please let me come home.  I want things to be the way they
were before.  I just want to come home with you and be with our friends.  I
want my old life back.  I want to pretend like all of this never happened."

       That was an even more surprising admission from Sarah and Love
became flustered at the thought of it.  Part of her, and a very strong part
of her at that, wanted to pull Sarah in for a kiss and tell her that she
could come home and they could pretend like none of this had ever happened.
But the other part of her told her that too much had happened for them to
just snap their fingers and pretend she'd never left.

       "What about Freddie?" Love asked.  If this was going to happen she
wasn't about to share Sarah, not with someone like Freddie.

       "I'm leaving Freddie," Sarah said.  "No matter what happens between
you and me, I'm leaving him.  Our marriage is miserable.  He never pays
attention to my needs.  He's only concerned about his career.  He treats me
like I'm some trophy he has so everyone can see he's got a hot wife.  He
cares more about his buddies than me.  And I don't love him.  I know that
now.  I love you Love.  I love Rose and Jen and all our friends.  I can't
be with him anymore.  I know I made a mistake marrying him and one way or
the other I'm leaving him."

       Sarah stifled a sob as she tried her best to fight back her tears.
She'd already cried way too much about this and she wanted to be done
crying.  But this was such an emotional experience for her it was hard to
hold them back.  She was seeing Love for real for the first time in so long
and now she was admitting all her mistakes.  It was so hard for her, but
she kept on going and soon she found herself being pulled into a hug.

       "Mmmmm," Sarah couldn't help but moan as Love hugged her.  It felt
so intimate and so right.  It was just a hug, but it was such a great
comfort for Sarah to know that Love would still touch her and that she
still cared.

       "I want you to come back home too," Love said as she embraced Sarah,
loving the feel of their two bodies pressed together again.  "But it's just
so...it's been too long.  I can't just...just...it's just that it hurt so
much when you left and I don't know if we...I...can handle you leaving
again."

       "I never will," Sarah promised Love.  "I'll never leave any of you
again.  I swear to God, I never will Love.  I know I fucked up so bad.  I
know I made the biggest mistake of my life.  I know I don't deserve to just
come home, but I need you guys more than ever now.  I feel so lonely.  My
life is nothing without you and all our friends in it.  I know I hurt you,
but I want to make it up to you Love.  I want to make it up to everyone.
If I have to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, I will.  I just
want to come home."

       "Is this why you picked this place?" Love asked.  "Is that why you
had Damon pretend the movie was back on?  So I'd forgive you?"

       "It just felt like the right way to have a fresh start," Sarah
admitted. "This is where it all started for us and I guess I wanted to see
if maybe we could start it all again in the same place.  I didn't really
think it through that much.  I didn't know if you were going to slap me or
kiss me.  I didn't have any expectations coming in here Love.  I know this
is a lot to throw at you, but I totally mean what I say.  I want to be with
you again Love.  I want to be with Rose and Jen and Jess and Lyssa and
Chrissy and everyone.  I want to go home.  I don't want to be with Freddie.
I can't be with him anymore.  I want to go home.  I need to go home.
Please Love.  Please say you'll let me make it up to you.  I'll do anything
you want.  I know it's hard and you can't just forgive me, but I want to
show you I deserve a second chance."

       "Oh Sarah," Love said softly, fighting back some tears of her own.
She'd dreamed of this so many times, of Sarah saying she was sorry and that
everything could be just like it had been before.  But now that it was
really happening, Love didn't know how to react.

       She wanted to give Sarah this second chance.  Love never was any
good at holding grudges.  She had always believed in forgiveness.  She
wanted to forgive Sarah so badly.  She loved holding her, feeling Sarah's
arms wrap around her waist in return and hugging her back.  She had missed
her so much and all this now was just what she had longed for all those
months Sarah had been gone.

       But were they rushing into things?  So much had happened and it
wasn't as though they could gloss it over.  Sarah had been gone so long and
it wasn't just her own feelings that Love knew she had to take into
account.  There were also Rose's and Jennifer's and everyone's.  Each and
every girl at the mansion had been hurt by Sarah's departure.

       God, it felt so good to hold each other again, though.  Love rested
her head on Sarah's shoulder and she felt Sarah do the same.  Love also
felt the shoulder of her blouse get wet and she knew Sarah was crying.  She
hugged Sarah tighter as a reflex, not wanting to let her go, and she felt
Sarah's body tremble slightly against hers as soft little sobs traveled
through her.

       Love knew she couldn't deny Sarah forgiveness and, more importantly,
she knew she didn't want to deny her.  She wanted to forgive.  She wanted
her friend back in her life.  The rest they would figure out later.

       "Come home baby," Love said softly into Sarah's ear as they
continued to hug each other.  "I miss you so much Sarah.  I want you to
come home."

       "Oh Love," Sarah sighed in utter happiness as she pulled off her
shoulder so they could be face to face.  Sarah's eyes were pink and puffy
from her tears but her smile was ear to ear and she did what felt natural
by leaning right in to kiss Love on her lips.

       It was their first kiss in far too long and it was happening right
where they'd pressed their lips together for the first time ever.  History
was repeating itself and the second time around was even better.

       The first time they had ever kissed it had been out of anger.  Sarah
had slammed her lips to Love's in an effort to trump her and shut her rival
up.  That had been followed by intense lust and curiosity as they'd torn
each other's clothes off and touched another woman's body for the first
time.  They hadn't yet known how to really please another woman that time.
They'd just done what their instincts had commanded.

       This time there was no anger and their kiss was so much calmer.  It
was tender and loving as the two girls let go of the past months and
embraced a new future with each other.  Love closed her eyes and
surrendered to Sarah's soft, sensual kiss, parting her lips and kissing her
right back.

       It was more than a kiss for Sarah and Love.  It was their reunion
and the feel of their soft lips pressing together as their tongues touched
melted away all the loneliness and pain of the past months.  The kiss
showed the feelings for each other that had been born in this very room
hadn't died.  They had just gone into hiding for a while and now they were
back.

       As their kiss continued, it grew in passion and heat.  Once Sarah
got her first taste of Love's lips, stopping wasn't even an option.  It
felt too good to stop.  It felt too right.  This was where she was supposed
to be.  If she had had any doubts about that, they were gone now.  She
didn't belong with Freddie.  She belonged with her girlfriends.  She
belonged where there was real love and affection.

       Breaking only briefly for breath now and then, Love and Sarah kept
kissing.  It had been ages since they had felt the other's lips and tasted
each other's tongues but none of that mattered now.  All that mattered was
making each other feel good.  Just as they had years ago in this room the
two girls' desires took over, pushing them forward and stopping their
brains from even considering doubting what they were doing.

       Sarah's arms were still wrapped around Love's waist and she couldn't
help but lower her hands to squeeze her lover's ass through her skirt.
That got a low, happy moan from Love and the brunette kissed Sarah harder.
They didn't want this to stop.  They didn't want anything to slow them
down.  They both feared that if they even paused for a second this wouldn't
really happen and somehow they'd be torn apart again.

       "I missed you Love...missed you so much," Sarah mumbled in between
kisses.  "I missed kissing you.  I missed touching you."

       "Touch me Sarah," Love urged.  "Please touch me.  Mmmm I missed you
too.  I missed how good you always made me feel.  God, don't stop Sarah.
Please don't stop."

       "I won't," Sarah promised.  "I'm never gonna stop again.  Never ever
gonna stop."

       Sarah proved this by pressing her lips harder to Love's, increasing
the strength of their kiss, while her hands moved up from Love's ass to her
chest.  She let her hands move up toward Love's tits just like she had so
many times before.  There was no shyness and no hesitation in Sarah's
touch.  She did what felt natural to her and she did what she wanted.  And
God, did she want Love.  She wanted her more now than she had that first
day when they had discovered these wicked lusts for other women inside each
other.

       Love groaned happily when she felt Sarah's hands on her tits,
playing with them lovingly through her blouse and bra.  Love just wanted to
tear her clothes off and then Sarah's too.  She had never stopped wanting
Sarah and now she was aching to fuck her, just like they had here before.

       But most of all Love didn't want the kissing to stop.  The kissing
that showed her, even more than words could, that Sarah's words were
sincere and true, that she was sorry and that she wanted forgiveness.  Her
kisses said all that and more and Love never wanted them to end.

       A little part in Love's head told her she shouldn't be doing
this...not here and not so soon with Sarah.  But it was so easy to ignore
that nagging part of her brain.  Love wanted this so bad to resist it
happening.

       She'd fantasized so many times about reuniting with Sarah and her
pussy was getting wetter by the second from her friend's kisses and
caresses, a sexy touch that Love had missed so much.  Love surrendered to
her lusts and needs and it felt so good to just let Sarah touch her and
show her how much she'd missed being at the mansion.

       Unlike their first time, when the passion had been so overwhelming
for them both that they'd lost their balance and crashed right to the
floor, Sarah gently lowered Love down until the brunette was flat on her
back.

       Sarah hadn't expected things to go this far.  She had just wanted to
talk to Love and see if there were still real feelings between them.  But
now that things were going at a faster pace than she had imagined, Sarah
didn't think twice and definitely didn't question this great gift.

       Sarah pulled herself on top of Love and kissed her with heated
passion, rubbing their bodies together and making them both moan.  Sarah
was absolutely soaked under her jeans and panties but she didn't consider
her own arousal for a second.  All she wanted then was to make Love feel
good.  Her needs took a distant back seat as Love moaned from her kisses
and touches.

       Kissing down Love's neck, Sarah popped open a few buttons of Love's
blouse to expose the violet bra she had on underneath.  Sarah hadn't taken
complete leave of her senses and she knew that time was of the essence
because this was hardly a private room and anyone could walk in at any
time.  So she didn't spend too much time at Love's chest, just enough to
make her friend moan with even more pleasure.

       Love's blouse was open enough to show off her cleavage and Sarah
wetly kissed in between her friend's tits.  She knew Love's breasts so well
by now, how she liked them touched and where to lick and where to bite.
But Sarah didn't have time to lavish attention on her chest and Love knew
it.  Love's hand was on the back of Sarah's head, playing with her hair
softly, and she began to push down on it, urging her lover to move lower on
her body.

       Getting the message, Sarah left behind Love's tits, her nipples
poking hard against her violet bra and the curves of her tits uncovered by
the bra wet with horny saliva.  Neither girl had exchanged a word since
they'd gotten onto the floor. They'd let their moans and happy sex sighs do
the talking for them.  But when Sarah made her way down between Love's legs
she couldn't help but open her mouth again.

       She parted the brunette's legs and lifted up her skirt to expose
Love's matching panties, already wet with desire.  Sarah ran her fingers
over Love's panties, loving how she could tell her housemate was still
completely shaved by how the violet garment clung to her cunt lips.  Sarah
moaned as she felt Love's wetness and began rubbing her friend through her
panties.

       "Oh Love, you're so wet for me," Sarah marveled.  "Mmmmm baby I love
making this tight little pussy of yours all nice and wet.  I'm gonna fuck
you Love.  I'm gonna eat this sexy wet pussy of yours and make you come.
I'm gonna show you how good I still can be."

       "Do it!" Love groaned, knowing full well this room was hardly the
best place to get eaten out and not caring a bit.  It had been perfect for
them before and now it was serving its purpose once more as they embarked
on a fresh start.  "Fuck me Sarah!  Eat my pussy and make me come baby!
Just like you used to all the time!  Show me you still know how to treat a
woman Sarah and I'll show I'm still a naughty little slut who can't ever
get enough!  Please lick me Sarah!  Lick my slutty pussy just like you used
to in Malibu!  Make me a slut for you again Sarah!"

       Love supposed she could have made Sarah crawl or beg for forgiveness
or something like that first.  She could have made Sarah do anything and
everything she desired just for a taste of her pussy.  She totally could
have made Sarah her slave in exchange for forgiveness, but that just wasn't
who Love was.  She didn't want to make Sarah beg or suffer. Her other
housemates could play those games.  Love just wanted Sarah to make her feel
good.

       And Sarah desperately wanted to do that.  More than ever before
Sarah wanted her friend to feel pleasure.  Sarah knew she had caused her
dearest friends pain over these last months and more than anything she
wanted to make it up to them, all of them.

       She wanted to replace every tear with a smile and every angry word
with a moan and if she had to spend the next years on her knees eating out
her gorgeous friends to make up for her mistake then Sarah was happy to do
it.

       "Mmmmm you're so fucking sexy Love, I can't believe I was so stupid
to leave you," Sarah groaned with desire before she pressed her lips to
Love's pussy through her panties.  She kissed her friend's slit full on
with her lips, tasting the sweet wetness through her soaked panties and
feeling the heat radiating from Love's core.

       The kiss to her pussy had Love cooing on the floor, but it was
nothing compared to the ecstasy of what happened next.  Sarah didn't pause
to get Love's panties off.  She just yanked them to the side and dragged
her tongue over Love's smooth, dripping cunt lips.

       Sarah relished being able to taste Love's juices again and she
started licking her feverishly, lapping up every drop that had leaked out
of Love's pussy and then spreading her open with her free hand so her
tongue could dive inside.

       "OOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Love passionately squealed, her body bucking on the
rug as she failed miserably at trying to not be too loud.
"Yessssssssssssssss ooooooooooooh Sarah babyyyyyyyyyy!!!  Yessssssss
oooooooh!!!  Yeahhhhhhhh mmmmmmmm lick my wet little pussy!  Gawwwwwwd I
can't believe we're doing this again!  It feels like a dream Sarah!
Ohhhhhh I've wanted this again for so long I can't believe it's actually
happening!"

       "It's no dream, Love," Sarah assured her friend, remembering how
she'd told the same thing to Alyson the first time they had made love too.
"I'm back and I missed you so much.  I missed this.  I missed everything
about you Love.  Mmmmm I'm going to make you feel so, so good!"

       Sarah followed up that promise with a furious series of licks
against Love's spread folds.  That had Love crying out in ecstasy in no
time and she quickly clamped her hands over her mouth to keep from making
too much noise.

       This was so crazy.  Anyone could catch them at any time.  They never
would have been able to explain away what they were doing and a sex scandal
for sure would have ensued, but Love had waited too damn long for this day
for her to even think about waiting until they got back to Malibu for her
to feel Sarah's tongue again.

       Even going to the first motel they saw or the backseat of one of
their cars was waiting too long.  Love and Sarah both wanted this to happen
now and they were both far too lost in passion to even think about
consequences.  They tried to be as quiet as they could be, but they weren't
cooling down their lust for any reason, much less the threat of discovery.

       The only thing they cared about was their rekindled passion and, as
she licked, Sarah felt like she wouldn't have stopped for anyone walking
in.  Let them look.  Let them see she loved girls and that Freddie never
could satisfy her like a wet, pink pussy could.  She didn't care if the
fucking paparazzi saw her and slammed her girl fucking ways on the cover of
every tabloid in the world.  She wasn't moving an inch away from Love's
pussy until she made her come.

       Sarah smacked her lips and tongued Love as hard and as fast as her
body allowed.  Normally Sarah loved to take her time and slowly tease a
girl until she was right at the breaking point, especially Love.  It was
always so much fun to explore every inch of her friend's gorgeous body and
turn her into a panting, squirming, slutty mess before letting her come.
But not this time.  There was no time for niceties.  It was all about
diving in and getting at Love's pussy.

       Sarah's tongue was moving ragged and sloppily and her jaw was
starting to get sore from not properly pacing or positioning herself, but
she loved it.  She wasn't looking to draw on any of the skill or precision
she'd developed in all her time at the mansion.  She wanted it to be raw
and quick and fun and since Love obviously was getting off on her lack of
technique, Sarah just went for it with animal passion and nothing more.

       Unlike all the other times she'd strayed from her marriage vows to
Freddie and indulged in her lust for pussy, Sarah felt no guilt here.
Sarah knew there weren't going to be any tears or regrets this time.  She
was finally at peace with what she wanted and who she wanted.  Freddie
would soon be a part of her past and Sarah wanted her future to include
lots and lots of this with all her sexy girlfriends and the new friends
they'd be sure to make.

       "Ooooooh Sarahhhhhh," Love cooed, her words slipping past the hand
she had pressed to her mouth as her other hand unconsciously moved down to
squeeze her tits as her desire made them swell against her clothes.

       Love had never truly given up hope that Sarah would come back to
them and they'd be able to play like they'd once had.  But it had gotten so
damn hard to keep the faith, particularly after yesterday.

       Love's doubts that she'd ever make love again to the girl she'd
started her journey with had grown by the day and that just made it all the
more amazing to her that this was actually happening, just one day after
her hopes had been faintest.

       "Gawwwwwwd Sarah ooooooooh fuckkkkkkk yesssssssss mmmmmm lick me!"
Love panted, her chest heaving as heavy, aroused breaths rocked through her
body.  "Ughhhhh it's sooooooo gooooood!  Mmmmm Sarah I missed you!  Oh
babyyyy I missed you so much!  Mmmm you're making it all better now though,
Sarah!  You're making it feel so fucking good again!  Please keep licking
me Sarah!  I won't make you suffer!  I'll treat you so good too!  Oooooh
I'll treat you better than Freddie ever could!  We all will!  Ughhhhh
everyone's gonna wanna fuck you so good once we get home!"

       Sarah was nearly overcome with emotion just at the sound of Love's
promise.  Home.  Yes.  Her home.  Malibu was where she belonged.  She'd
left it physically, but her heart had always stayed behind there and she
couldn't wait to go back.

       Her pussy was dripping against her panties, making her jeans dark
with desire.  Sarah wanted her friends to fuck her so good, just like Love
promised.  No, she needed it.  She hadn't come good since the last time she
and Alyson had made love and even then there had been guilt.  But not now.
Never again.

       But even more than the orgasm, Sarah needed to feel like she
belonged again.  She'd felt out of place in her own marriage.  With the
decision to leave Freddie had come clarity, allowing her to see all the
things she should have known the whole time.  She wanted to be part again
of the wild, sexy family of girlfriends she'd left behind.  That was what
she truly needed and hearing that she was going to get it made her heart
swell for Love and all their sexy friends.

       But Sarah refused to allow that surge of emotion distract her from
what she knew needed to be done.  There was no way she was leaving Love
hanging a second longer than necessary and Sarah licked her gorgeous friend
harder as she continued to hold Love's sodden panties off to the side.

       Sarah kissed and licked all over every inch she could get at Love's
baby smooth pussy lips and buried her tongue back inside, licking up the
gushing juice from Love and targeting her lover's throbbing clitoris.

       Sarah was anything but delicate in her approach.  In many ways her
tongue was acting like it had never tasted pussy before and wanted to
experience it all at once.  Sarah was acting on pure impulse, letting her
lust for Love override any tug to go back to the techniques that had served
her so well in all her previous times going down on a woman.  Those
techniques were always effective, but they were also slow and slow was the
last thing Sarah wanted or needed then.  She craved fast and passionate and
juicy and sticky.

       It had been so long since she had tasted Love.  Until yesterday when
she had reached her epiphany, Sarah had figured she never would again.  And
even after she had decided to make a play for forgiveness, Sarah had known
it was no sure thing.

       But now that she had what she wanted, Sarah's focus was laser sharp
on the clit and nothing but the clit and getting her friend off as quickly
and juicily as possible.  They could make love later.  Right now Sarah
needed to fuck.

       As Sarah sucked hard on Love's bulging clitoris, she took her free
hand and slid her fingers inside her gasping, shaking lover.  Once again
Sarah didn't start out slow, she went right with two fingers inside Love's
splayed pussy, fucking her beautiful friend hard.  Love bucked harder
against the carpet, grinding her ass into it and smearing her pussy against
Sarah's eager face.

       "Fuck yesssssssssssss!!!" Love hissed carnally, the hand over her
mouth the only thing keeping her from outright screaming in ecstasy over
this most welcome penetration.  "Fuck me Sarah!  Ohhhhhhh God fuck me you
horny girl!  Mmmmmm gawwwd this feels good!  Show me Sarah!  Show me how
much you missed me!  Show me how much you were missing my slutty pussy
every night when Freddie couldn't get you off!"

       That got a devilish smile from Sarah and she gave Love just what she
asked for by pushing a third finger into her cunt.  She had fantasized
about this at night and in the shower in the morning and in the day and
every fucking time her mind wandered.  She had run her brain ragged with
fantasies about all her housemates and girlfriends and she went after Love
vigorously with her three fingers, filling her tight pussy as the girl's
clinging lips clamped down hard on her thrusting digits while she continued
sucking her clit.

       "Ohhhhhh Sarahhhhhhh!!!" Love mewed, helpless to the feelings of
lust and need for her friend and absolutely adoring how it made her feel.
"You're gonna make me come baby!  Oooooooooh just like you always do!
Ughhhhh I love what you're doing to me!  Finger my pussy Sarah!  Fucking
push your fingers inside me like you did that first time we fucked and you
got me totally hooked on girl sex!  Mmmmm yessss fuck my pussy baby!
Mmmmmm yessssssss oooooh you're sucking my clit so good!  I want it Sarah!
I want your fingers and your lips to make me come!  God, I'm so close!
Don't stop!"

       "I won't stop," Sarah promised again, gulping in breath as her
flushed face was soaked with Love's pre-orgasmic juices and her fingers
continued their squishing thrusts into Love's soaked folds, making the
brunette grunt and rock hard on the carpet in the office.  "Come for me
Love!  Soak my face with your pussy!  Gimmie what I dreamed about every
night!  Ughhhhh I need to taste your fucking cum so bad baby!  I'm starving
for it Love!  Feed me your pussy cream you beautiful, beautiful girl!  Mmmm
God Love, I love you for forgiving me!  Now let me make you feel good!
Come for me baby!  Come for Sarah just like you used to!"

       Sarah worked her fingers even harder, making sexy wet, squishy
thrusts into Love's drooling, tightly clinging pussy while her lips latched
around her clitoris again.  Love still had her hand pressed tightly to her
mouth to try and cut down on her screams as her other hand was shoved into
her blouse grabbing at whatever parts of her tits she could get at.

       Love had dressed so nicely for what she had thought was the audition
of her life and now she was completely disheveled and blissfully happy
about it.  Her skirt was up around her waist and her panties were pushed
off to the side, stretching them probably beyond further use.

       Love's blouse was partially open and her own exploring hand had
pushed down so far that she'd even torn off one of her own buttons.  Her
self massaging of her chest had gotten so intense that Love had pushed her
own bra cups down just enough to partially expose her tits enough so that
both of her full, swollen pink nipples were poking out freely.

       This felt so absolutely amazing that Love was tingling over every
inch of her body as she lay on her back on the soft movie studio office
carpet.  Her toes were curling in her heels from Sarah's fucking and
sucking of her pussy and her dark hair felt like it was standing straight
out.

       Normally Love loved a lot of foreplay.  She loved kissing and
touching and having her tits played with and her nipples kissed and licked
and especially sucked.  She loved having her pussy teased and licked before
the clit play even began, but she was totally grooving on Sarah's ragged,
passionate efforts between her legs.

       It was all about need, just it had been that first time when the
sudden raw, animal passion they had felt had turned two straight girls into
pussy craving sluts for good.  Love had known those feelings had never left
her and now she could see Sarah was the same way.

       It felt absolutely incredible to have her pussy fucked like this and
the best part wasn't what was being done to her, but who was doing it.
Love was getting off knowing it was Sarah between her legs again after all
this time.

       Sarah's technique might have been off, but her skill at working her
clit over hadn't lessened a bit since the day she'd left.  Love was rocking
up and down on the rug as Sarah sucked furiously on her swollen pleasure
bud while filling her up with sexy, slim fingers.  She felt herself falling
over the edge from being so furiously sucked and fucked and Love didn't
hold back.

       "Ohhhhhhhh here it comes Sarah!  Here it fucking comes baby!" Love
warned with gasping breaths before pressing down even harder against her
mouth before she alerted the whole studio to her orgasm.  "Here comes all
the slutty cum I have for you Sarah!!!  Take every drop of the girl cream
you were missing!  Ohhhhhhhh fucking take it allllllll YESSSSSSSSSS
AHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

       Love pressed her mouth down as hard as she could against her mouth
as her eyes went wide with passion and her body lurched in orgasmic ecstasy
on the carpet.

       Happy sex cries passed through her hand despite her best efforts and
it felt so good that Love couldn't bear to take her other hand away from
squeezing her own tits to help muzzle herself.  Love bucked and cried and
fucked Sarah's face with forceful passion while the girl cum starved blonde
stayed at her pussy and gulped down every delicious, creamy drop.

       "SARAHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSS MISSED THIS SOOOOOO
FUCKING MUCHHHHHH!!!" Love cried through her hand as she came, her nice
clothes getting wet with sweat and girl cum.

       Words left Love soon after that as her body and soul rocked from
Sarah coming back to her and making her feel as good as she always had.
The time away hadn't lessened their passion and both Sarah and Love were in
heaven where they lay on the soft carpet.

       "Oooooooooooh," Love mewed in bliss when her orgasm finally stopped
raging through her and left her simply trembling and smiling.  Her whole
body felt like jelly and she loved it, especially since Sarah pulled
herself right up from her pussy to lay atop her and kiss her, feeding Love
her own cum.

       "Mmmmmmm," Love moaned.  She adored tasting herself off another
woman's lips and knowing this was Sarah she was kissing and this was no
dream made it even better.

       Their kiss this time was softer and happier.  It didn't have the
passion of their kisses when they'd fucked or the sadness and need of when
they'd first reunited.  These kisses were loving and tender just like the
kisses they had shared so often in Malibu, the ones they had taken for
granted and now that they felt that wonderful intimacy again they never
wanted it to end.

       Unfortunately a rude interruption put a stop to that before the
kisses started leading to something more again.

       "Are you ok in there?" a man called out as he loudly knocked on the
door, sending both girls scrambling to cover and compose themselves.  "I
heard cries?  Is someone hurt in there?"

       Love frantically got up from the floor, nearly falling back down in
the process because her legs were still rather jellyish, and quickly got
her panties back into place and yanked her skirt down.  Sarah smoothed out
her own clothes and tried to get the pussy juice Love had soaked her with
off her face as best she could.

       "Yeah...everything's ok...no problem!" Love replied nervously, as
she alertly remembered she was supposed to be the girl inside the room and
not Sarah.  They would have been expecting her voice.  "No need for you to
come in!  No problem at all!"

       "You sure?" the man asked, from the other side of the door,
wondering just what the heck was going on inside there.

       "Very sure!" Love emphatically declared before looking at Sarah and
smiling happily as they both tried to compose themselves.  "Everything's
fine now.  Everything's great."

       "If you say so," the man on the other side replied skeptically
before leaving it at that.  When Sarah and Love heard his footsteps leading
away from the door they both burst into exhilarated giggles.

       "Mmmmm God, he almost caught us," Sarah grinned, her heart pounding
from the thrill of getting away with near discovery.

       "I can't believe that just happened," Love said, her own heart doing
some serious thumping of its own.  "I can't believe any of that just
happened."

       "Well it did," Sarah said, throwing her arms around Love again and
giving her friend another sexy kiss.

       This had always been the part when her guilt at having strayed from
Freddie would crush her, but there were none of those feelings now, just
relief and complete peace inside Sarah.

       The two girls pressed their lips and tongues together over and over
again, the risk of the guy coming back doing nothing to cool their desire
for one another.  Love delighted in being able to taste herself on Sarah's
lips and again and longed to taste something else too.  She knew Sarah had
to be soaked by now and Love didn't want to leave her wanting.

       "So ummmm got any plans for the rest of the day?" Love asked.

       "Why?  Got anything in mind?" Sarah inquired, hoping that Love
wanted to get back to the mansion as much as she did.

       She didn't want to be so presumptuous as to simply assume she was
welcome there yet.  Love certainly seemed receptive, but Sarah knew there
was much more to it than that.

       "I think I know exactly where we should go next..." Love smiled
mischievously as she ran her fingers over Sarah's swollen nipples poked
against her shirt and an idea formed in her head.

* * * * *

       It hadn't been a particularly busy day of shooting for Rose, so
she'd had plenty of time to think and since there was so much on her mind
this was a particularly opportune time for it.  The events of the last
night and this morning had certainly left her head spinning.

       When she'd woken up this morning and found Christina's bed still
untouched, Rose had been worried something serious was up.  It wasn't like
Christina to just disappear and not send teasing text messages or something
to let everyone there know what she was up to and who she was up to it
with.  Of course it also wasn't like Christina to just bolt out of orgies
either.

       Rose had worried her emotional friend had gone off and done
something crazy and she had been about to go and search for her when she
had gone into the kitchen and saw the last thing in the world she had
expected to see.

       All the worry had disappeared the moment Rose had gone into the
kitchen.  Rose didn't see many things to strike her completely silent, but
walking into the room to find Britney back with Christina at her side was
definitely one of them.  After all the screaming and all the crying in one
night the two had made up and were back in the mansion like nothing had
happened at all.

       This dramatic shift back to the way things had once been was made
even more stark by the fact that Christina was tugging off Britney's
clothes as the pop singer feasted on Jessica's wet pussy while the actress
was sprawled out naked on the kitchen table and Alyssa kissed her and
played with her tits.

       Of course Rose hadn't been so shocked by what she saw that she
didn't immediately join in, but it was still an event she would have once
pegged at million to one odds.  Now Britney was back and, judging from what
she'd done once Rose had shoved her slutty face right into her waiting
pussy, she still knew just how to lick a girl.

       Rose, Alyssa and Jessica had eagerly turned the reunited team of
Britney and Christina into their breakfast and it was just like it had been
before.  Neither pop star could get enough and their insatiable souls were
back in perfect synch.

       Britney had already promised each and every girl there a chance to
fuck her in a strap on orgy that night, so Rose was pretty eager to get
back to the mansion.  Her first time taking Britney with Mr. Snappy was one
of her hottest memories and Rose looked forward to seeing if she could
outdo herself tonight.

       While Rose hadn't said anything to any of her housemates, she'd been
particularly happy to have a chance to fuck them this morning.  She'd
pretended that their teasing about her getting it on with a guy at Lauren's
last night hadn't bothered her, but in truth they kind of had.  Rose didn't
want any of them doubting her commitment to being the absolute queen of
girl sex.

       Being with Jake the night before had been hot, but that was all it
had been.  Just one night.  Rose had no desire to see him again, much less
let him touch her.  He had been nice and he'd gotten her off, but Rose was
going to make damn sure this was just a one time thing.  The only thing she
wanted was sex with as many hot girls as possible as many times as
possible.  Boys were just a silly distraction she didn't need.

       So Rose had been grateful for the chance to work her tongue over
Jessica and Alyssa's creamy slits this morning to show them both she was
done with cock and only truly craved pussy.  She'd also gotten herself a
sexy faceful of Britney and Christina's cum as well and Rose made damn sure
all four of those girls knew it was her who was blowing their minds with
her girl fucking skills.

       It had definitely been a strange, but sexy morning and it had given
Rose a lot to ponder through the day.  But, as she walked to her trailer on
the set and opened her door, she had no idea just how strange it was about
to get.

       Once inside she saw something that made the discovery of Britney's
return seem mild by comparison.

       "Hey Rose," Sarah said as she stood up off the little couch inside
the trailer.  She'd positioned herself there to be the first thing Rose saw
when she entered and Sarah hoped that maybe, just maybe, Rose would be in
the same kind of forgiving mood Love had been in.

       But, after Rose had regained the ability to speak after being
momentarily shocked silent by this surprise appearance, those illusions
were put to rest.

       "Get out," Rose said firmly and with dead seriousness.  "I mean it
Sarah.  Get the fuck out of here."

       "Please Rose, don't be like that," Sarah begged.  "I didn't come
here to fight.  I came to say I'm sorry."

       "Fine, you're sorry, now get the fuck out," Rose repeated as she
turned back toward the door of her trailer.  "If you won't leave, then I
will.  I don't want to see you Sarah."

       "No, Rose, it's ok," Love insisted, suddenly speaking up.  She'd
been tucked around the corner and Rose hadn't even seen her.  Knowing Love
was there too gave Rose pause and she turned back around so she was facing
the two girls.

       "Don't go Rose," Sarah requested.  "I want to talk to you.  I want
to tell you I'm sorry."

       "You said that already," Rose pointed out, her eyes shifting back
and forth from Sarah to Love back to Sarah again as she wondered what these
two were up to and what exactly was going on here.

       "I'll say it a million times if I have to," Sarah declared sincerely
as she nervously wrung her hands.  She knew winning Rose over was going to
be the biggest challenge she faced and she hadn't been looking forward to
it, particularly right away.

       But Love had been insistent and Sarah had told herself it was better
to just rip the bandage off in one fell swoop instead of waiting and making
it potentially more painful.

       "I'm so sorry for everything Rose," Sarah continued, grateful that
at least Rose seemed to be listening to her.  "I'm sorry I left.  I'm sorry
I never called.  I'm sorry I was such a bitch to all of you.  I made a
mistake.  It was the biggest mistake of my life.  I know that now.  I never
should have left you guys.  I never should have married Freddie.  I'm so
sorry Rose.  I wish I could take it all back and make it so it never
happened."

       "Is saying sorry supposed to make it all better?" Rose demanded.
"Cause that's not how it works in the real world Sarah.  You don't get to
hurt people and then come crawling back looking for forgiveness and get it
just because you say sorry.  You hurt us!  You hurt me Sarah!"

       Sarah just looked at the floor in shame and regret.  She knew she
was going to have to go through this with all her housemates and she hadn't
expected it to be easy, but it didn't make Rose's words sting any less.
They cut into her and made her wish there was some kind of magic word or
something to get Rose to forgive her.

       "Look at me!" Rose insisted.  "At least look at me when you're
apologizing Sarah!  Show me the goddamn courtesy of looking me in the
fucking eyes when you tell me what a mistake you made!"

       Rose had never truly let on how hurt she'd been by Sarah leaving.
She'd left the tears to Love and aside from a few flashes of anger, Rose
had kept her feelings inward.  But it had hurt.  It had hurt more than Rose
had ever dreamed it would.

       She'd had breakups before, some worse than others, but nothing like
this.  Sarah leaving suddenly like she had without warning or explanation
beyond her note had felt like a betrayal to Rose.

       Losing Sarah like that had hurt more than losing any boyfriend.
Even breaking her engagement to Marilyn had hurt less.  Rose had always
feared that if her friends had found of her secrets they would have left
her and that was why she worked so hard to protect them.  She had never
expected to lose any of her housemates for any other reason.

       Rose had felt closer to her housemates even more than she did to her
own family and she had trusted them all more than she ever had anyone.
When Sarah had left it had only confirmed Rose's worst fears about how easy
it was to lose everything and it had both scared and angered her.

       How could Sarah leave them like that?  After all they had been
through together?  For a fucking useless man?  Rose couldn't understand it
and it had just made her angrier.

       "Please Rose, please see I mean what I say," Sarah said, looking
straight up and into Rose's eyes.  "I feel miserable about what I did.  I
just want to make it up to you.  I know I fucked up and I hurt you.  I
didn't want to, but I did.  I hurt you and I hate myself for it.  But I
want to make up for it.  I'm so sorry for everything Rose!  I'm leaving
Freddie.  I never should have married him and it's over between us.  But I
want to come home too Rose.  I want to come back to the mansion."

       "You what?" Rose scoffed.  "What makes you think we even want you
back there anymore?  Who said you could come home?"

       Without words, Love came up beside Sarah and embraced her, putting
her arms around her shoulders and pulling her close, giving Rose all the
answer she needed.

       "Oh," Rose replied, no longer quite sure how to reply.

       "Please Rose," Love begged, still holding tight to Sarah.  "It can
be just like it was before.  I know you're mad.  I'm mad too.  But it's so
much better to forgive than to hold a stupid grudge.  I don't want to keep
Sarah out of our lives and I know you don't want to either.  You missed her
just as much as I did."

       "God, you fucked her, didn't you?" Rose snapped.  "I can't believe
you Love!  After all she did to us you went off and fucked her.  All she
had to do was say she was sorry and your panties were on the fucking floor.
You're unbelievable!"

       "Don't be mean Rose," Love insisted.  "Don't pretend like you don't
care.  I know you care.  You can pretend all you want that you're too cool
to have any real feelings, but I see through you.  Jessica told me how
happy you were this morning when you found out Britney was back.  I know
you want things back the way they were before as much as I do."

       "I just...just don't know," Rose admitted, dropping her bitterness
as she wandered into the trailer and sat down on her bed.  This was all a
little much for her to take in right away.  Things had been so crazy the
past day or two and this had to be the fucking cherry on top.

       "I know you're mad at me Rose and you have every right to be," Sarah
said, sitting down next to Rose and feeling pleased when the raven haired
woman didn't move away or push her off the bed or something.  "I don't
expect you to just automatically forgive me.  I just want the chance to
prove myself.  I want to show you how sorry I am."

       "You really hurt me," Rose sighed sadly, looking Sarah in the eye as
she admitted her own feelings without any of the anger she had displayed
before.  "I thought I could trust you Sarah.  I never thought you'd leave
us.  I never thought you'd be the one to cause anyone pain."

       "Rose please give me the chance to make it up to you," Sarah said,
taking Rose's hand softly with her own.  "I'll beg if I have to.  I'll do
anything you want to earn your trust back."

       "Anything?" Rose said with a wicked rise of her eyebrow, unable to
help herself from flirting even when her emotions hadn't quite settled on
one reaction to this sudden development yet.

       "Yeah...anything," Sarah said, unable to keep from smiling in
response as she caught the subtext of Rose's remark.  "I'll do anything you
want Rose.  Anything in the world if you just forgive me.  Mmmm anything
and anyone you want."

       Sarah took a chance and began caressing Rose's hand and leaning in
to kiss her friend's neck.  That got a soft moan from Rose's lips and
Sarah's hand began moving up Rose's arm to touch her pale skin as her other
hand rubbed Rose's tummy, inching up the tank top she was wearing to expose
tantalizing inches of her gorgeous flesh.  But just as things were starting
to get friskier, Rose put a sudden stop to it.

       "Ohhhhhhhh no, it's not going to be that easy," Rose insisted,
pushing Sarah's hands off her body firmly but not hard enough so the blonde
was forced off the bed.  "I'm not nearly as easy as that little slut over
there."

       Rose's words hurt a little bit, but Love didn't take exception to
being called a slut.  She knew Rose was mad at her for fucking Sarah and
making promises about coming home, but Love also knew she could get Rose to
see things from her point of view.

       After all the time they had spent together, Love felt she knew Rose
better than anyone else at the mansion and she knew Rose wasn't nearly as
hard and hedonistic as she pretended to be.  She had real feelings of love
and could be as tender as anyone else in the right moments.  Love felt that
Rose wanted to forgive Sarah too, even if she wasn't ready to admit it yet.

       "Remember what happened the last time we broke into your trailer,
Rose?" Love said, taking the lead as she sat down on the bed, sandwiching
Rose between her and Sarah.  "Remember how you resisted us at first?  Mmmm
remember how mean you were to us until we made you feel it?  Made you feel
the passion we had for each other and for you.  We made you feel how
wonderful girls were and how amazing it felt when another woman makes you
come.  Remember Rose?"

       How could she forget?  Rose thought back to that day so often and
she had to admit that even before she had gotten angry, it had been the
first thing she had thought of when she had found Sarah uninvited inside
her trailer once again.

       She had seen the blonde standing there and remembered how the last
time this had happened, Sarah had given her the first real kiss she'd ever
gotten from a woman and how she and Love had worked together to do much,
much more and show her for the first time what true sexual pleasure was.

       "Don't do this Love," Rose warned, feeling a smile start to tug at
her lips as she recalled the warm, wonderful memories.  Damn it, she didn't
want to forgive Sarah.  She wanted to be mad.  She wanted to hold a grudge.
She wanted Sarah to have to beg and suffer for a second chance.  She didn't
want to just hug her and kiss her and make it all like it had been before.

       Or did she?

       Rose was starting to feel very damn confused.  She hated feeling
this way.  She remembered how she had first tried to resist Sarah and Love
when they had come onto her and how they had made it all feel so exquisite
and sexy, using her own tricks against her, until she had exploded in
orgasm and found herself at the mercy of a newfound desire for women.

       But that had just confused her sexually.  What Love was doing here
was aimed right at Rose's heart and she didn't know what to do or how to
make it stop.

       She was furious at Sarah for leaving them, but she did really miss
her.  Rose couldn't deny it as much as she wanted to pretend she didn't.
She felt it every time she passed by Sarah's empty room at the mansion and
found herself longing for her departed blonde friend to come home.

       But it wasn't in her nature to forgive heartbreak... at least not
usually.  She did feel the tugs, though, deep inside herself to give Sarah
another chance.  Would it be so bad if they let Sarah come home?  She had
loved things the way they were before.  Sarah had opened her eyes to the
pleasure of other women and Rose had started the mansion with her and Jen
and Love.  It had been so wonderful and it had felt like the first real
home she'd ever had.  So why was she resisting this?

       Sarah had abandoned them, but it didn't really do anyone any good to
hold a grudge.  Love was right.  Holding grudges against old boyfriends and
ex-friends didn't make Rose feel any better.  It just made her miserable.

       It was so much better to forgive, even if she didn't do it very
often.  After all, Rose didn't want her friends to think she was callous
and unfeeling.  She wanted them to be in awe of her sexually, but not think
she didn't feel any compassion or tenderness.

       Rose could see Sarah was sincere about being sorry.  This wasn't
some kind of lame apology that meant nothing.  Sarah was truly sorry and
Rose understood why Love had forgiven her.  Maybe she could forgive her
too.

       Would it be so bad if she did?  Rose knew she had made mistakes of
her own.  Far bigger ones than Sarah had committed.  If her friends had
known what she had done, Rose would have given anything for their
forgiveness.  So how could she deny it to Sarah?

       As Rose wrestled with this confusion, Sarah didn't make it any
easier for her.

       Sensing an opportunity, Sarah took a chance and turned the heat up.
She could feel Rose wanted to forgive her and Sarah wanted to make sure her
friend had every incentive to do it.  She began putting the moves back on
Rose, softly caressing her stomach as she kissed her cheek and began
nibbling on her ear.  Rose began to moan again and Sarah escalated things
by starting to breathy hotly enticing words into Rose's ear.

       "Let me show you how I want to make it up to you Rose," Sarah urged
with a sexy voice.  "Mmmm I can make you feel so good Rose.  I did it to
Love before we got here.  I fucked her in the same place we'd first hooked
up.  I ate her pussy and made her come so good.  I still have her cum on my
lips Rose.  Would you like to kiss me and taste it?  Want to taste Love's
cream all over me?  I want you to kiss me Rose.  Please kiss me and take me
and fuck me just like you did in Malibu all those times.  Rip off my
clothes and spank my ass for being a bitch.  I want you to do it!  I want
you Rose and I know you want me too!"

       "Oooooooooh you bitch," Rose moaned, but not meanly.  It was a
reflection of how much Sarah was starting to turn her on and how her lips
were telling her to stop this but the rest of her body was telling her
something else.  "What makes you think I want you anymore?  What makes you
think you're worthy of even kissing me, much less tasting my pussy?"

       "I know you Rose," Sarah pressed, rubbing herself into Rose as Love
did the same to the sandwiched girl on the other side, insuring desire
overwhelmed Rose's anger.  "I know you might be mad now, but I know how to
get you to love me again.  You want me to show you how sorry I am.  Mmmm
you know I'll do anything you want me to do to make you happy and you won't
be able to resist me.  You can't turn that down Rose.  You'd never pass up
a chance to make me into your little slut.  Mmmm wouldn't you love that
Rose?  Me naked and begging you for some loving?  Me telling you can take
any of my holes you want because I'm your sorry little slut and you can
totally fuck me like a bitch over and over again until you forgive me?
Wouldn't you love another chance to spank me and pull my hair and treat me
like the little bitch I am?  I'll let you do that and more Rose.  I'll do
anything you want if you just give me another chance.  Mmmm take me any way
you want Rose.  Chain me up in the fucking dungeon until I've been properly
punished if that's what you want to do.  I'll do anything for you Rose.
I'll even be your little fucking slave!"

       That got another moan from Rose, this one louder and more intense
than any of the other ones.  Christ, Sarah knew just how to sweet talk her.
She always had and it was working again.

       Rose couldn't help but smile at the idea of exacting some sweet
payback on Sarah's sexy body with Mr. Snappy and the other toys in her
collection.  And once that smile broke over her lips it was the point of no
return.  The little rocks falling down the mountain started to turn into an
avalanche and Rose felt herself falling under a spell of forgiveness
through sex.

       "Stop," Rose demanded, though her words carried no weight since she
was moaning as she said them from Sarah continuing to nibble on her ear
while Love rubbed her body against hers, reaching up to play with her tits
through her top.  "Don't you dare tempt me Sarah!  Fuckkkkkkk!  Oooooooh
you bitch, you're not going to work your way back off my shit list just by
making my pussy a little damp!"

       "I can do more than make it damp," Sarah sexily promised, knowing
she had Rose right on the verge of letting go fully of her anger and
surrendering to lust.  "I want to make it wet Rose!  I want to make you
soaked for me to lick up!  I want to make your pussy so wet you won't be
able to control yourself and you'll forgive me just so I'll lick you like a
greedy fucking slut and make you come all over my face!  Just like I did to
Love.  I want your cum too Rose!  I want all of you to fuck me and leave me
sticky with your cum so everyone will know I don't want Freddie anymore.  I
want you Rose!  I want Love!  I want all our sexy, nasty girlfriends to
fuck me!"

       Sarah lifted her hand up too and pressed it to one of Rose's soft,
full breasts while Love was massaging the other one.  God, she missed
Rose's body.  Girls like Jewel and Love had the biggest tits in the
mansion, but Rose had always had the roundest and most beautiful.  Sarah
desperately wanted to get Rose's tank top off and strip away the girl's bra
so she could taste those tits again.  She wanted to kiss and lick every
inch of them and suck on Rose's delicious, tiny pink pebble nipples once
again.

       "Ohhhhhhhh stop," Rose once again unconvincingly ordered and Sarah
did nothing of the sort.  Instead she began kissing Rose's neck again and
inching up her tank top.  Love did the same and soon Rose was helplessly
having her top lifted over her head.

       If this had been the mansion, Rose never would have dreamed about
covering her tits up with a bra, especially if she was wearing a tank top.
But not having wanted to give everyone on the set too good a show, Rose had
chosen modesty.  Now her full, perfect breasts were encased in a silky
white bra and Sarah delighted in seeing how her nipples were poking out
against it.

       But before Sarah could get at the tits she hungered for, Rose quit
being a passive participant in her own seduction.  She pushed Sarah away
and wiggled free of Love's embrace.

       But, despite her words to the contrary, Rose wasn't doing this
because she really wanted them to stop.  Sarah could see it in Rose's eyes
that she wanted this.  Her soft brown eyes were sparkling with passion and
Sarah pushed on, desperate to earn forgiveness from her friend.

       "Do you really want me to stop?" Sarah teasingly asked.  "Mmmm or
would you rather take me like this?"

       As she said that, Sarah repositioned herself in a position Rose knew
quite well.  Sarah got on all fours on the bed, pushing her ass up in the
air and making her tight jeans strain against her body.

       "Is this how you want me Rose?" Sarah wondered lustfully.  "On my
hands and knees?  Mmmm remember when you first had me like this?  You were
trying to pay me back for breaking in with Love and you shoved Mr. Snappy
right up my ass!  Ohhhhhh fuck that hurt!  Mmmm but you made it hurt so
good Rose.  You made me love it.  You made me want you even more and it
felt so good when I turned the tables on you and made you come with your
own toy.  You can do it again Rose!  Is this what you want?  Do you want to
fuck my ass Rose?  Do you want to assfuck me with Mr. Snappy?"

       Rose would have loved to have done that.  Her pussy was well beyond
damp by now.  She could feel her panties clinging to her slit under her
shorts and her desire had pushed her past any point where she was going to
be able to resist Sarah's advances.

       She just wished she had her favorite toy with her.  She would have
fucked Sarah's ass so good.  Rose could see it in her mind.  She would have
slammed deep and hard into Sarah's tight little hole, slapping her naked
butt cheeks and yanking hard on her blonde hair as the former slayer
screamed out over and over again how sorry she was.

       Thinking that made Rose even wetter.  If only she had Mr. Snappy
with her.  But unlike that first day Sarah and Love had broken in, Rose had
left her toy in her closet, waiting to be strapped on for use on whichever
willing slut came her way at home.  However Rose did have a few other toys
that she kept in her trailer for when boredom set in and Sarah looked too
good for her to even think anymore about passing up.

       Rose thought about getting her pocket rocket out of her purse.  That
was always perfect for when she needed a quick orgasm, but it was too
small.  If she was going to do this, Rose wanted to make sure Sarah felt
it.  So she turned away from the blonde for a moment and moved closer to
Love so she could whisper in her ear.

       "I'm not mad at you," Rose said first, her words getting an
immediate smile from Love.

       Rose knew she'd hurt Love's feelings before when she'd called her a
slut for fucking Sarah.  Usually when Rose used that term on Love it was
playful, but she'd said it out of anger then and Rose felt bad for losing
her temper with her friend for doing what she was about to do. Once that
business was out of the way, Rose gave Love her instructions.

       "There's a box under the bed," Rose whispered to Love while
caressing her tits in the process.  "Take it out and get what's inside.
But don't use it yet.  Wait for when I tell you to."

       Love nodded her head and moaned from Rose's touch to her chest.  She
couldn't remember the last time she had been this excited.  Without Rose's
say so, chances are Sarah never would have been able to come home and now
that Rose had been won over, Love felt like things were only going to get
hotter back home, starting with what was about to happen right here and
right now in Rose's trailer.

       As Rose turned back toward Sarah, Love did as she was instructed.
She bent down over the side of the bed and quickly fished out the box Rose
had mentioned.  Once she pulled it out from underneath, Love opened it and
immediately gasped at what she saw.  It wasn't Mr. Snappy, but it was
damned impressive nonetheless.

       Inside the box, Rose had a glass dildo that Love estimated to be at
a good eight inches of solid sex toy craftsmanship.  The glass had several
orbs on it to stimulate all of a woman's hot spots and Love felt her pussy
throb with desire at the thought of taking this inside herself and seeing
how far she could fit it in.

       God, how much could Rose take inside herself?  Love was dying to see
that as well as test herself, but she followed Rose's instructions and held
back, instead watching Rose take on Sarah.

       "Filthy little temptress," Rose playfully smirked as she got behind
Sarah and grabbed her ass through her jeans.  But even as she got frisky,
there was genuine emotion behind her words.  "Fuck you Sarah.  God, I wanna
stay mad at you, but I just can't fucking do it.  You're too goddamn sexy
and I love you too fucking much to stay mad.  But you hurt me and you gotta
pay for it."

       "Rose, I'm so sorry," Sarah replied, dropping her temptress act and
talking honestly as she peered back at Rose behind her.  "I'm sorry I hurt
you.  I never wanted to.  I love you too Rose.  I'm so sorry I ever caused
you pain."

       "What did I tell you?" Rose demanded, her smirk growing as Sarah
shuddered in nervous arousal over what she knew had to be coming.  "Sorry
aint gonna fucking cut it with me!"

       Pausing only to pop open the button to Sarah's jeans, Rose roughly
yanked the tight blue denim off her friend's body.  Sarah groaned as her
jeans were forcibly removed and left bunched around her knees.  She wasn't
someone who was big into being taken by force, but when she was in the mood
for it, she knew Rose always would do it right.

       Besides, Sarah after all she'd done, Sarah wasn't going to pretend
she didn't deserve a little of the rough stuff.  Sarah felt so guilty about
how she had treated her friends that she was ready to let Rose take her as
hard and as roughly as she desired.

       "Mmmm you still have a fantastic ass," Rose declared with
admiration.  "Good to see that married life hasn't gotten you fat.  At
least you didn't fuck that up too Sarah."

       With her jeans yanked down, Sarah was left in just a flimsy pair of
soaked, pink panties that were on her ass like skin.  Rose disposed of
those just as easily as she had Sarah's jeans, yanking them down around her
knees too and exposing Sarah's beautiful, bare ass.

       But Rose wasn't there to just admire the blonde's toned cheeks.
Without a word of warning, Rose gave her hand a lick and delivered the
first hard smack to Sarah's upraised ass.

       "Fuck!" Sarah cried as her ass stung from the sizzling slap.

       "Mmmm we'll get to that later if you're a good girl," Rose grinned.
"But your punishment isn't even close to being done yet."

       Rose gave Sarah another hard spanking to her ass and then another
and another.  She licked her hand to keep it wet between each slap and Rose
made damn sure both of Sarah's tight cheeks turned a deep pink.

       "Owwwwww!" Sarah cried.  She'd tried to remain quiet and just let
Rose do her thing, but the slaps were so hard and her ass was getting so
sensitive.  God, it was throbbing from Rose's smacks.

       "You know you deserve this, don't you bitch?" Rose demanded, taking
her turn to moan into Sarah's ear before biting down on her earlobe, making
Sarah softly whimper in response.

       "Yesssssss I fucking deserve it," Sarah cried.  "Slap my bitch ass
Rose!  Make me fucking pay for being such a cunt!"

       "Mmmm fuck you're getting off on this, aren't you?" Rose grinned,
her fingers sneaking down to tease Sarah's juicy slit from behind.  "You
are!  Fuck!  Your pussy is fucking dripping Sarah!  What happened to the
girl who always loved being in control?  What happened to the blonde bitch
who used to love stealing Mr. Snappy and using him on me?  Mmmm where's
that girl?  Cause all I see is a dirty little slut getting wet from having
her ass spanked and her hair fucking pulled!"

       As she said this, Rose turned Sarah's blonde hair into a makeshift
ponytail with her free hand and yanked it hard, getting another cry from
Sarah.  Her body was on fire and Sarah loved it.  Her pussy was drooling
against Rose's fingers and it felt so good to have the touch of another
woman on her body that Sarah didn't even care that her ass stung and Rose's
hard tugs on her hair were hurting her.

       "Ohhhhhhh yessssss Rose yessssss make it fucking hurt!" Sarah
groaned.  "Hurt me for hurting you!  I mean it!  Do anything you fucking
want to me!  I'll do anything for you to forgive me!"

       "Maybe I don't want to hurt you then," Rose claimed, letting go of
Sarah's hair.  "I think you're getting off too much on it.  Maybe I'd
rather do this."

       Rose then knelt behind Sarah and bent down to kiss the flushed butt
cheeks she'd just slapped.  She pressed her lips to the pinkened flesh and
made Sarah moan with each kiss she took.  Rose tenderly pressed her soft,
wet lips everywhere she'd slapped and when she was done she hovered right
above Sarah's pussy from behind and darted her tongue out to slowly slide
it up the blonde's soaked slit.

       "Ooooooooooooooh!" Sarah mewed.  "Mmmm ohhhhh fuckkkkk...ohhhhhh God
yesssss...mmmmmm you can do that too...ooooooooh if you...mmmm...if you
want Rose!"

       "Nahhhh that's way too nice," Rose grinned, gulping down the
droplets of girl juice she'd licked out of Sarah.  "You haven't earned
that.  You haven't even come close.  Being mean is way fucking better!"

       Rose then gave a sudden series of hard smacks right to Sarah's
exposed ass.  Her hand worked Sarah's cheeks over furiously, slapping them
hard five quick times as Sarah shrieked in pain.  She hadn't expected it
and that made it hurt even worse.  Her pink cheeks were quickly turning red
and Rose showed no inclination to stop as she paused only to gulp in a
breath before slapping Sarah's ass five more times, each sizzling slap
making Sarah cry.

       "Want me to stop?" Rose evilly demanded.  "Want me to stop slapping
your bitch ass Sarah?  Want me to have some fucking mercy on you?"

       "Noooooooooo! I fucking deserve it!" Sarah cried, tears forming at
her eyes from the sheer intensity of Rose's 10 hard, sudden slaps.  "No
mercy Rose!  Smack my ass raw!  I didn't want to hurt you but I did!  I
know I deserve every smack!  God, I'll never fucking forgive myself for
leaving you guys!  Don't make it stop Rose!  Do anything you fucking want
to me!  I'll take it all!  Punish me!  I know you want it Rose!  You must
be so fucking mad at me!  You can fucking turn me into your bitch Rose!
DON'T FUCKING STOP!!!  FUCKING HURT ME!!!"

       But while Sarah's words were truly meant to urge Rose on, they ended
up having quite the opposite effect.  Sarah was in pain, but she only
wanted Rose to stop if that was what the raven haired sex goddess wanted
too.  Sarah longed for forgiveness but deep down didn't know if she
deserved it.  If being hurt was going to even things out, then Sarah was
ready to take it.

       Instead, Sarah's cry for more triggered mercy inside Rose.  She saw
the pain she'd inflicted on Sarah's ass.  The tears were more than proof of
that and Rose suddenly felt bad.

       God, she didn't want to hurt Sarah.  Not for real.  She wasn't some
sicko who got off on pain.  A little punishment was one thing, but Rose
never wanted to take it too far.  She wasn't Jaime and she wasn't ever
going to treat Sarah like that.

       Rose was suddenly seized by a sick chill running up her spine.  She
could be like Jaime now and make Sarah really hurt.  She could subject her
to agony and spank and slap her until she bled and then fuck her
mercilessly even as Sarah cried, not from pleasure, but from real pain.

       Sarah was beating herself up so much for what she'd done that Rose
knew the girl never would have stopped her.  Sarah would surely have let
her slap her face and twist her nipples and even choke her without saying a
word to make her stop.  There would have been no limit at all to what Rose
could have done to make Sarah hurt.  But she couldn't be like that!  She
never would let herself be like that!

       Rose stopped her spankings and instead gently caressed Sarah's ass,
softly blowing on it and kissing it once again.  But she wasn't playing
like she had before.  She really meant it when she lovingly pressed her
lips to Sarah's red cheeks.

       "I don't want to hurt you Sarah," Rose confessed.  "I don't want to
make you cry.  Mmmm how's hurting you any fun when we could me making each
other come instead?"

       Rose broke back into her grin and lay back on her bed, her dark hair
falling all over her soft pillow as she opened her legs and began pawing at
her pussy through her shorts.

       "You want forgiveness Sarah?" Rose challenged.  "I don't want to
spank you.  I want to fuck you.  So get your slutty mouth over here girl
and earn your way back in by eating me the fuck out!"

       That sounded so much better than a spanking and Sarah didn't think
twice before complying. She hadn't really sought pain.  She had just
thought that was what Rose wanted to hear and she would have given Rose
anything she wanted to earn forgiveness.  Sarah definitely believed the
nice way was always the better way and she liked this idea a lot more than
letting Rose hurt her for some payback.

       Not that Sarah was ignorant of the fact she was obviously working on
some serious guilt issues of her own. But that could be dealt with later.
Right now she knew Rose had a wet pussy waiting for her and, after all
their time apart, Sarah didn't want to wait another second before tasting
it again.

       Sarah didn't even pause to get her own jeans and panties all the way
off.  Instead she left them around her knees, which made her movements
awkward to say the least, as she turned around and crawled forward on the
bed toward Rose.  The slaps had left her ass stinging like a motherfucker,
but Sarah didn't care.  She was going to be able to taste Rose again and
that was definitely worth a hard spanking.

       Meanwhile Love had been watching everything that was going on with
great interest.  She'd been a little disturbed to hear Sarah begging for a
beating like she had and she was happy Rose had declined to give it to her.

       Love didn't mind sex getting a little rough.  After all she'd once
taken on six guys at once, she loved having her hair pulled when she was
being fucked doggie style and her pussy still trembled with arousal when
she thought back to how Christina had once shoved her whole fist up inside
her.  But Love didn't like real pain and she thanked Rose for showing mercy
on Sarah by kissing her tenderly.

       Rose turned her head to let Love's tongue slide into her mouth and
caress her.  Out of the corner of her eye, Rose watched Sarah settle in
between her legs and, without any urging, lean down to kiss her pussy
through her jeans.  That made Rose moan softly into Love's mouth, their
tongues sensuously rubbing together.

       What was happening here was a real surprise to Rose.  She'd just
wanted to get to her trailer to change and then go home.  The last thing
she'd expected was all this, but it was nothing compared to the surprise
she'd gotten the first time she'd gone to her trailer and found Sarah and
Love waiting for her.

       Rose couldn't help but think back to that day.  She'd been so cocky
and sure of herself then, certain that she knew all about pleasure and that
she had nothing left to explore in her sexuality.  But Sarah and Love had
changed all that.  At first she'd taken them roughly, handcuffing Love to
her bed and mercilessly fucking Sarah up the ass.  She'd thought she was
going to show those two empty headed sluts not to fuck with her and then
throw them right out.  But Sarah had turned the tables on her big time.

       While Rose had been distracted by her first exposure to Love's
nymphomaniacal tendencies and slutty eagerness for all things girl sex,
Sarah had taken Mr. Snappy and used her favorite toy to drive her into fits
of arousal that Rose had never dreamed of achieving.

       Rose had first thought she could easily tame those two, but she'd
ended up becoming their slave that day, surrendering to the pleasure and
finding herself at their sexual mercy, willing and eager to give everything
up to her new friends and the lusts they created inside her.

       Now history was repeating itself.  Before these last moments, Rose
wouldn't have ever been able to picture herself moaning with desire at
Sarah's touch again.  She hadn't thought there was a chance there'd be a
happy reunion for them.

       But now here she was again in her trailer, once more at the mercy of
the lusts that Sarah and her slutty cohort Love were making pulse inside
her overheating body.  Rose knew then she would never, ever be able to
truly stay mad at someone who could make her feel this good.

       "Get those shorts off me," Rose demanded in between kisses with
Love.  "You're not gonna be able to do a very good job licking me if I've
still got my clothes on.  Don't tell me being married made you forget how
to fuck."

       "Oh I think I remember a trick or two," Sarah smiled as she reached
for Rose's shorts and began pulling them down.  They weren't tight or
anything, just something Rose had thrown on after getting out of her
costume to wear back to her trailer before getting dressed again.  That
made them very easy to get off and Sarah soon got a great view of Rose's
panties and how wet they'd gotten.

       "She definitely remembers more than a trick or two," Love declared.
"Mmmm she made me come so good before Rose.  I can't wait to see her fuck
you.  I can't wait to see you soak her face just like I did.  Mmmm God, she
made me come nice and hard."

       "Yeah, but you're a slut and you come for anyone, anytime," Rose
teased before giving Love a peck on the lips, a loving gesture showing her
words were only meant in fun.

       "I don't hear any complaints when it's your pretty face I'm feeding
those slutty juices of mine too," Love giggled, taking Rose's words for the
playful banter they were.  "Besides I'm not the only slut here.  Mmmm
you're one too Rose.  You know you are.  And you too Sarah.  All three of
us.  We're fucking sluts for each other and always have been."

       "And always will be," Rose promised, holding Love close to her so
they could kiss again.  Their lips and tongues rubbed together once more
and then Rose pushed Love down to her chest, showing her housemate just
what she wanted.  Love immediately got the message and set to work on the
vital task of removing Rose's bra.

       As Love expertly undid the clasp and pulled it off to expose Rose's
beautiful pale globes, Sarah started pulling her panties down.  Rose's
arousal had made her white panties see through and Sarah had loved seeing
Rose's pink, wet cunt lips without even having to strip her down any
further.

       Mmm she'd missed tasting this pussy, but as tempting as it was to
just dive in, Sarah actually expended the extra effort this time and pulled
Rose's panties down her legs, casting them aside with her shorts and
leaving the girl naked in her trailer bed except for her sandals, which
none of them were particularly concerned with right then.

       "See something you want Sarah?" Rose purred as she parted her legs
to show herself off.

       "Mmmmhmmm," Sarah moaned in agreement.  Her ass still stung but she
couldn't feel anything but lust.

       "What?  What do you want?" Rose asked with a moan of her own as Love
massaged her tits with both hands and sucked on her swollen pink pebble
nipples.

       "Your pussy," Sarah carnally replied, staring up at Rose with her
lustiest look.  "I want your pussy Rose!  I want to taste your sweet pussy
again and suck the cum right out of you.  I want to take your pretty pussy
and show you what a hot slut I still am.  Love's right, Rose.  We are all
fucking sluts and your pussy always makes me love being so goddamn slutty!"

       "Ask nicely," Rose teased.  Just because she wasn't going to be mean
about this didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with Sarah first.

       "Please Rose please," Sarah begged.  "Please let me lick your
perfect, pink pussy.  I can see how wet you are, but I can make you even
wetter.  I can make you come so fucking good all over my face if you'll
just let me.  Please let me taste that pussy.  I'm so hungry for it Rose.
Mmm Love fed me before, but it wasn't enough.  It's never fucking enough
with you guys.  I need more.  I need your pussy Rose.  Please let me have
it!"

       "I could have gone for a few more pleases in there Sarah, but I
suppose that's asking nicely," Rose grinned before one of her hands moved
off Love and went to the back of Sarah's head to push her down.  "Now start
licking!  Prove to me you still love pussy!"

       Sarah was definitely eager to do that and she proved it by getting
her tongue right to work.  Rose's cunt lips were plenty juicy for her and
Sarah licked them clean with strong, thorough tongue lashes.  Unlike with
Love, there was no pressure of discovery here and Sarah could take her time
to lick her friend right.

       "Ohhhhhhh fuck!" Rose gasped and groaned.  "Mmmm you
haven't...ohhhhh fuck right there Sarah...oooooh right therrrrrrrre...you
haven't forgotten mmmmm yesssssss haven't forgotten how to lick!  Fuck
yessssssss ooooooooh God Sarah, you're too fucking good at eating pussy for
me to ever stay mad at!"

       That was just what Sarah wanted to hear.  Rose was the biggest
challenge she was going to have to face, but even after this, Sarah knew
she still had to win over a full mansion of sexy girls to get back into
their good graces.  Knowing her skills were still good enough to please
someone like Rose was a definite boost to Sarah's pride and made her really
feel that she could pull this off and get things back to how they'd been
before.

       But Sarah didn't rest on the laurels of Rose's compliment.  She made
sure that Rose's praise was justly earned.  Sarah licked all over Rose,
tonguing her dripping slit and cleaning off all the juice that had already
soaked her sexy pussy lips.

       Rose's pussy glistened with desire for her and Sarah tongued it
gleefully, lapping away on her swelling lips before diving in and getting a
full taste of all Rose had to offer her.

       "OHHHHH FUCK!" Rose happily cried as Sarah's tongue pushed inside
her folds and started to fuck her.  "Mmmmmmm you horny bitch!  You must
have been fantasizing about this for so fucking long!  Ooooooh fuck me
Sarah!  Tongue fuck my cunt you nasty little slut!  All that cock left you
starving for pussy, didn't it?  Little bitch, that'll teach you to ever
fuck a guy when we're around!"

       That got a seriously raised eyebrow from Love as she stared up from
Rose's chest, the events of the previous night still fresh in her mind.
Rose immediately shot the brunette back a look saying she had better not
say a word about that.

       Love giggled at Rose's reaction and winked at her, silently telling
her that her secret was safe...for now.

       "Little slut," Rose smirked, knowing Love had her over a barrel.
"Go get that toy of mine.  I want to see you use it on Sarah while she's
licking me."

       So that was Rose's plan.  Love definitely liked that.  She was still
fully dressed but she didn't even think about pausing to get naked.  She'd
had her fun at the studio and now it was Rose and Sarah's turn.  And while
Sarah was taking care of Rose, Love was happy to return the favor to Sarah
for how good she'd made her feel before.  So she bent down again to
retrieve the glass dildo from the box and get to work on Sarah.

       "Oooooooh that's it Sarah!  That's how you fucking do it!" Rose
grunted as her hands took over for Love's mouth and began squeezing her
bare tits, roughly grabbing at them and rubbing her own rock hard nipples.
"Mmmmm eat me out you fucking slut!  Lick that pussy!  Oooooooh taste how
fucking wet I am Sarah!  Ughhhh you missed so much fucking fun at the
mansion and now you're making up for it!  Eat me bitch!  Eat my dripping
little cunt and show me how much you fucking love it!  Bet Freddie could
never get you off, could he?  Mmmm definitely no fucking way he could,
cause you don't want cock Sarah!  You only want pussy and that's all you're
gonna get from now on!  You're gonna be eating me and every fucking little
slut at the mansion every fucking day and night till we decide you've
licked your way through your punishment!"

       If that was considered her punishment then Sarah was happy to
deserve it.  She did love this.  She loved the feel of Rose's tight, wet
pussy against her face and around her probing tongue and the exquisite
taste of every drop of her juices.  She'd forgotten how wonderful guilt
free, lesbian sex was.

       Sarah was soaking wet from eating Rose out and feeling the heat of
her pussy against her face while she lapped up her juices and teased her
clit with her tongue.  All the arousal from fucking Love before was
combining with this to drive Sarah wild and she knew she could come just
from eating Rose, without even laying so much as a finger against her own
pussy.

       But that wasn't quite what Rose and Love had in mind for her.  Sarah
had no idea what the two were planning because she'd been too busy eating
Rose out to hear anything the two conspiring brunettes had said to one
another.  Sarah didn't even know Love had left Rose's tits until she felt
someone tugging at her jeans and panties and figured out where her once and
soon to be future housemate was.

       Sarah moaned when she felt Love pulling down her clothes, but she
didn't do anything else to encourage her friend.  She didn't want to stop
eating Rose's pussy and, besides, Sarah knew Love knew that she loved what
was happening to her and no words were necessary.

       So Sarah just continued to tongue Rose, licking her deep and hard
and teasing her clitoris to maximum plumpness, completely unaware of what
Love had in store for her.

       Rose kept groaning and writhing on the bed, adoring being able to
feel Sarah's wonderful, pussy hungry mouth against her cunt for the first
time in ages.  The girl had always been amazing at giving head.  She'd
blown her mind with the first time she and Love had teamed up to double
lick her pussy and ass to orgasm in her trailer and every time since Rose
had gotten off hard from Sarah's tongue.

       Sarah's ability hadn't lessened in all the time she'd been away and
Rose was happy to feel just how committed Sarah was to proving herself once
again.

       "Ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh lick meeeeeeeee!" Rose groaned, fucking her
pussy vigorously against Sarah's face, mashing her cunt lips against
Sarah's facial lips and smearing her juices all over the girl.

       Rose wanted Sarah sticky with her cum by the time this was over and
she was already off to a good start.

       "Lick that pussy Sarah!" Rose commanded.  "Oooooooh you fucking must
have been dying to jam your tongue into a pussy this hot Sarah!  All those
nights alone in bed with that useless fuck when all you wanted was to lick
my hot little cunt!  Ohhhhh fuck yeahhhhh right on my clit Sarah!  God
yessssss you do still know how to fuck!  Mmmmm fucking bitch, eating my
pussy soooo good!  Lick that clitty baby!  Get your whole fucking tongue on
my clit!  You'd better not stop Sarah!  You'd better not fucking stop for
anything!  Keep that pretty fucking face of yours buried in my pussy until
I fucking come!  Don't you dare stop licking me Sarah!"

       Sarah was in the middle of wondering what could possibly make her
stop licking Rose's wet, creamy pussy out when it was so hot and yummy for
her, when she suddenly felt a hard object pressing to her cunt lips from
behind.  It was the hard head of whatever it was that Love had slowly
pushed inside her, forcing Sarah to bolt up from between Rose's legs almost
as a reflex.

       "Holy shit!  What do you have back there Love?" Sarah gasped in
sudden shock.  "Ooooooh fuck it's hard!  God, is that glass?  Holy fuck!
What are you doing to me Love?"

       "It's Rose's," Love explained as she slowly inched the toy inside
Sarah's waiting, wet pussy.  "Don't worry.  I'll be gentle baby."

       Love felt like her pussy was absolutely going to melt her panties as
she pushed Rose's glass dildo inside Sarah.  She'd gotten even wetter than
she'd been before from stripping Sarah's clothes off.  Her jeans and
panties had been just waiting there for her around Sarah's bent knees and
Love knew they absolutely had to go.

       Sure she could have left them there and still had her fun, but Love
didn't like partially naked.  She liked naked.

       So Sarah's jeans and panties had been tugged the rest of the way off
and Love had admired Rose's handiwork.  Love had felt many spankings from
Rose, but Sarah's cheeks were still redder than Love had ever seen before.
Those slaps had done quite a number on the blonde and Love winced just from
looking at them.  But she knew whatever pain Sarah had felt would soon be
forgotten once she'd gotten this toy inside her.

       "What's the matter Sarah?" Rose taunted.  "Don't think you deserve
some payback anymore?  You think that just cause I'm letting you eat me
that everything's gonna be hunky fucking dory around here now.  Uh uh.  It
don't work like that.  Mmmm you're gonna get yourself fucked Sarah!  Just
like the last time you broke into my trailer!  Mmm it's not Mr. Snappy back
there.  It's a new friend of mine and it's one you're definitely gonna
remember!"

       If Rose's new toy had a name she wasn't volunteering it and right
then Sarah didn't give a fuck if it was Mr. Snappy II or the Toy With No
Name.  She just cared that it was barely inside her and she was already
shaking from its hard penetration of her dripping pussy.

       "Ohhhhhhh gawwwwwwwwd what the fuck is that?" Sarah cried, but not
from pain.  Love was letting her pussy get used to each inch that was
sliding inside her and her gentle approach was taking what could have been
agony for a pussy that hadn't been stretched in far too long and making it
nothing but sweet pleasure.

       "It's eight inches of glass that's about to be shoved inside you,"
Rose cackled.  "Mmmm it's just a reminder of what you've been missing while
you've been off with limp dicked Freddie Prinze Jr.  Now get back to
licking!  I told you not to fucking stop Sarah!"

       Rose pushed down hard on Sarah's head, shoving her gasping mouth
back against her pussy.

       Despite the surge of ecstasy that pounded through her body from the
penetration that practically demanded attention, Sarah got her focus back
on Rose.  Her pussy had gotten all creamy again since she'd last been
licking and Sarah started licking her clean.  She attacked Rose's pussy
with famished tongue lashes, licking up all her delicious creams and going
right after her clit again, lapping against the tender, swollen bud as Rose
cried out her pleasure.

       "Oooooooooh fuckkkkkkkkkkk yeahhhhhhhhhh that's it Sarah!  Good
little fucking slut!" Rose exclaimed passionately, moving her hand off the
blonde's head so she could get at both her tits once again.  "Lick that
pussy while you're getting yourself drilled!  Oooooh I'll bet it's been
fucking ages since you got that pretty little cunt of yours stuffed good!
Mmmmm well this is just a fucking warm up bitch because when we get home
you're gonna be licking everyone dry and I'm gonna be right behind you
nailing you deep and hard with Mr. Snappy!  Ohhhhh yessssssssss mmmmmmmm
yeahhhh lick me harder Sarah!  You fucking want that bad, don't you?
Yeahhhhh I can feel how bad you fucking want it from how you're licking me!
Mmmm you're dying to feel me fucking you from behind, shoving Mr. Snappy
deep up inside you!  But you're not even gonna get close to that until you
fucking make me come Sarah!  Fuck you've got me close!  Mmmm you're licking
my pussy sooooooo goooood!  I love your tongue on my hard little clit!  But
you'd better finish me off Sarah!  Make my pussy fucking gush like the slut
you are!"

       Sarah was in absolute heaven.  Nothing could be better than
this...except for maybe if the rest of her girlfriends were to see her
getting her face and pussy fucked all at the same time.  Love was working
that dildo in with tender passion, letting the hard inches of glass fill
her and giving her tight lips a chance to adjust and properly wrap around
it before she started fucking her.  And of course Rose's pussy tasted just
as amazing as Sarah remembered it.

       She had Rose's juices all over her chin and smeared over her lips
and Sarah was desperate for more.  She wanted Rose to fuck her face and
gush sweet girl cum just as much as Rose did.

       Rose was right.  Her taunts about Freddie were mean, but they were
right.  It had been a long time since she'd been fucked this good.  Love
knew just how to work that thing inside her, pushing it in and fucking her
hard, but not too hard.  Sarah felt her pussy being spread open by the
penetrating inches of hard glass and she gasped uncontrollably into Rose's
cunt from it.

       She'd never been fucked like this before.  All the toys she'd had
inside her had been plastic, but she loved how filled this made her feel
and she hoped Rose would be taking it home with them for more playtime.
Sarah knew there was no way she wasn't going to get off from this inside
her pussy.

       But Rose actually had a different plan in mind than the one Sarah
was envisioning and once the blonde began really licking at her clit,
moving in for the kill as her pussy lips clamped down tightly around her
tongue, she let Sarah have it.

       "Heyyyy wait a minute Love," Rose laughed, getting the brunette's
attention.  "Why are you fucking Sarah's pussy with that thing?  Sure her
dirty little bitch snatch could use a good stuffing, but when you were here
that first time I sure as hell didn't use Mr. Snappy on her pussy, did I?"

       "Oh fuck no!" Sarah gasped in panic as she immediately pulled up
from Rose's pussy.  "Please no Rose!  That's too fucking big!  Not there!
Not with that!"

       "Ohhhhhh no, you're not gonna talk your way out of this one Sarah,"
Rose laughed evilly.  "Mmmm after all you're the one who was just begging
to be punished.  Give it to her Love!  Just like I took Sarah with
Mr. Snappy that first time.  Shove that thing right up her ass!"

       "Whoa," Love replied in disbelief.  She hadn't been expecting Rose
to want that.  How the hell was this going to fit inside Sarah's ass?  That
was impossible!

       "Ummm Rose, are you sure about this?" Love asked as Sarah looked
back at her, concern in her eyes about what that glass dildo was going to
do to her body.

       "You know she's gonna fucking love it," Rose grinned.  "Just like
she did with Mr. Snappy.  She was begging me to stop at first but soon she
was moaning like a whore and telling me how it hurt her so fucking good!
Do it Love!  Get that thing up her ass!  Oh and one more thing Love.  No
lube!"

       That turned Sarah from concerned to veritably panic stricken in an
instant.  Guilt was one thing.  She did feel she deserved to be punished
and made to earn her way back into the mansion, but this was too much!  A
spanking was one thing.  That dildo would have destroyed her ass without
any lube!

       "No Rose!  No!" Sarah cried.  "Please baby!  I can't take it!  Not
without any lube!  Please don't Rose!"

       "Yeah, that's too much!" Love protested.  "You said you didn't want
to hurt her Rose.  Don't do this!"

       "Yeah?  You think I'm gonna hurt her Love?" Rose challenged.  "Then
do something about it.  You're the one with the toy in her hand, after
all."

       That was like an epiphany to Love.  She was the one with the control
here.  She didn't have to listen to what Rose said.  She could fuck Sarah
any way she wanted to.  Rose hadn't been giving them orders after all.  She
had just been challenging her to rise up and take control.

       Love giggled at the thought of having all this power over Sarah but
she wasn't about to be mean to her friend.  So instead of just shoving the
dildo inside Sarah, Love took a much hotter path of action.

       While still steadily, but not harshly fucking Sarah's pussy with the
glass, Love leaned down with her tongue and started licking Sarah's already
exposed asshole.

       "Oooooooooooh Love babyyyyyyyyy yesssssssss," Sarah mewed as her
sensitive hole was treated to a wet tongue bath from Jennifer Love Hewitt.
"Ohhhh fuck yes Love!  Mmmm yeahhh if you're gonna fuck my ass I need you
to lick it good first!  God Love your tongue always feels so good in my
ass!  Mmmmm yesssss lick it so good you naughty girl!  Make my ass nice and
wet for you to fuck me!"

       Rose was definitely pleased with herself for pushing Love a little
bit there.  And she didn't pretend she hadn't enjoyed the look of panic on
Sarah's face when she thought that thing was going up her ass without lube.

       Rose had actually done that to her before, but that was before they
had connected and Rose never would have done it to a friend.  So now she
was able to look down to see Sarah in rapture as Love rimmed her asshole
and that was better than any mean spirited fuck could ever be.

       But of course Rose wanted much more than just to look.  She was too
close to her orgasm to just settle back and have some popcorn and watch
while the sex went on without her.  There was no way she was going to stand
for that and she made that clear by pushing down on Sarah's head again.

       "Get your tongue back to work!" Rose commanded as her hand pressed
Sarah down to her spread, drooling pussy.  "You're not going to get me that
close to the edge and then just leave me hanging!  Start licking Sarah!
You're not going to get your forgiveness until you at least get a faceful
of my cum!"

       Forgiveness and girl cum were of course the two things Sarah wanted
most from Rose and she was committed to getting them both.  So as much as
she loved the sensations of Love's wet, skilled tongue naughtily licking at
her puckered hole along with the hard glass being pushed in strongly and
slowly pulled out of her pussy, Sarah focused on Rose.

       It was hard to concentrate, especially with Love's magic tongue on
her ass and those wonderful glass rings rubbing against her clit, but it
was hardly the first time Sarah had licked another girl while she'd gotten
herself fucked and she sure hoped it wouldn't be the last.

       After all her longing and all her suffering, Sarah felt so liberated
and sexually free as she remained on all fours on Rose's bed in her
trailer.  Her marriage had been a prison and now she finally felt like
she'd escaped the restraints of her vows.  Now she could be who she truly
was and do what she truly wanted.

       Sure the life she'd always dreamed of since she was a little girl
hadn't included living in a mansion full of horny women celebrities and
fucking the daylights out of them at every opportunity, but life didn't
always turned out as you planned.

       Realizing that was the most liberating part of all.  Sarah finally
felt free to make herself happy and this was what made her happy.  And what
she wanted most then was to make Rose happy too...very, very happy.

       Sarah licked all over her raven haired lover's soaked pussy, lapping
at every inch of pink she could reach and straining for what was just out
of the reach of her tongue.  Sarah gulped down as much of Rose's juices as
she could handle and each drop made her hungrier.

       Rose was so wet for her and Sarah loved licking her so much while
hearing her moan and talk dirty to her and command her like a little slut
plaything, that she never wanted this to end.  But Rose's swollen clitoris
was so tantalizingly close and it was pulsing with need for attention.  So
just as Rose had taken mercy on her poor ass, Sarah took mercy on her right
back and went after her clit, sucking it passionately and leaving Rose
gasping for breath.

       "OHHHHHHHHH FUCKING A!  YESSSSSSSSS THAT'S IT SARAH!!!" Rose
screamed in ecstasy.  "I WAS WONDERING WHAT IT WAS GONNA TAKE YOU TO
FUCKING GET AT MY CLIT!  SUCK IT YOU FUCKING SLUT!!  SUCK MY CLIT AND MAKE
ME COME!!!  MMMMMM FUCK YESSSSS OHHHH SARAH!!!  BABY FUCKING SUCK MY
CLIT!!!  MMMMMM YESSSSSS MAKE ME COMMME!!!  MAKE ME REMEMBER HOW GOOD YOU
USED TO MAKE ME FEEEEEEL!!!"

       The ecstasy flowing through Rose's veins, which was making her heart
pound and her pussy quiver on the verge of explosion, was shrouded in a
mist of memories.  Sarah had always gotten her off so good.  They had
fucked so many times that Rose had stopped counting orgasms her blonde
friend had given her after had it broken four digits.

       But the time away had made those memories fade and Rose had accepted
she would never feel pleasure from Sarah again.  Now all those memories
were back, having been triggered by being able to remember just how good
sex with Sarah felt.

       Rose was gasping on her bed, her sweaty body flailing against her
sheets as she squeezed her tits and fucked Sarah's face.  Rose wasn't even
consciously thrusting her hips against Sarah anymore.  Instead lustful
instinct was guiding her, just as it had so many times in the past.

       Loving the sound of Rose's passionate cries and the delicious taste
of the juices she was being fed, Sarah sucked harder.  She wrapped her lips
around Rose's clitoris and the only times she released it was so she could
lick it, attacking it with her tongue before enveloping the throbbing bud
again.

       Having Love licking and fucking her at the same time just made Sarah
go after Rose harder.  After all she'd done, Sarah knew she didn't deserve
to feel this good and she planned on rewarding her friends a million times
over for it.

       While Love's tongue wetly tickled and licked at her asshole and the
huge, fake cock rubbed her oh so right, Sarah feverishly sucked at the
pussy fucking her face, nursing Rose's clitoris until the inevitable
happened.

       "OHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHH OHHHH YOU'RE FUCKING GETTING IT NOW
SARAHHHHHH!!!" Rose roared as she came, soaking Sarah's face in the
process, just as they'd both wanted.  "TAKE EVERY FUCKING DROP OF MY CUM
SARAH!!  NEVER, EVER FORGET HOW GOOD I TASTE!!!  YESSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOH FUCK
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

       Through every quake and shudder of Rose's orgasm, Sarah kept sucking
on her.  She moved off her clit to let her lips nurse her gushing, cummy
pussy, greedily swallowing as much as possible.

       Tasting Rose's orgasmic essence was absolute bliss and it was made
all the hotter by Love's continued working over of her holes.  The hard,
fake cock in her pussy was perfectly contrasted by the soft, sexy tongue
licking at her ass and Sarah felt herself getting absolutely lost in her
own pleasure.

       But before she could get too far gone, Rose interrupted her own
gasps of orgasm to push things a little bit more.

       "Fuck her ass now Love!" Rose moaned dreamily, her body and soul
floating, but her mind still sharply attuned to everything happening on the
bed.  "She's close.  Push her over the edge by getting that glass shoved up
her little bitch ass!  Mmmmm fuck her good Love!  It's ok!  That thing can
go up the ass. God knows I've fucking done it to myself!  Now fuck her
Love!  You can be as gentle as you fucking want you little wuss, just do
it!  Fuck Sarah's ass!"

       "Do it Love!" Sarah added, pulling her cum covered face up from Rose
and turning around to give her assent straight to Love.  "I want it!  I
need it!  Fuck my ass!  Fuck my ass just like Rose did our first time!
Make me fucking feel it baby!"

       Despite her bravado, Sarah was still a little nervous about taking
something so big up her ass.  But if there was anyone Sarah trusted with
absolute sexual certainty, it was Love.

       She knew Love would treat her right and, more importantly, fuck her
good with that toy.  Plus Sarah was definitely no stranger to taking it up
the ass.  She loved it and it had been way too fucking long since she had
felt it.

       "If you really want it," Love said with a little reluctance before
she pulled up from Sarah's now well licked ass and spit right into her
puckered starfish to give her just that extra little bit of lube.  Between
that and the pussy juice Sarah had already coated the glass dildo with,
Love figured if her body wasn't ready for assfucking now it never would be.

       Love gave Sarah's asshole one last sensual lick and slowly pulled
the glass dildo out of her.  She felt like she was actually more nervous
about this than Sarah was and she wasn't the one who was about to feel the
huge, hard toy up her butt.

       Though, Love thought to herself as she withdrew the sticky toy from
Sarah's cunt, if Sarah liked this then maybe she'd just bend over for it
next to find out what it felt like.

       The clear glass was positively smeared with Sarah's juices and it
was very tempting for Love to just start licking them off.  It had been so
long since she had tasted Sarah's pussy and Love hungered for it.

       But she knew the slicker the toy, the easier it would push into
Sarah and she didn't want to unlube it.  So Love refrained from tasting and
instead rubbed the toy up Sarah's ass crack in a slow, tantalizing manner
between her firm, toned cheeks until the head rested against her hole.

       "You sure you want this?" Love asked as she began to tease Sarah's
hole with the glass.

       "No," Sarah admitted.  "But do it anyway Love.  If Rose wants it,
Rose gets it.  Mmmm anything and everything she wants."

       "Mmmmm now that's the kind of attitude I love," Rose laughed as she
eyed Sarah's pretty face all sticky and shiny with her juices and felt her
pussy quiver from one last little post orgasmic tremor.

       Sarah was quite a vision on the bed and Rose drank the sight of her
in.  She was perched on all fours with her ass up in the air and her sticky
face a mask of both nerves and intense arousal.  Sarah was completely
bottomless and her ass, still pink from Rose's spanking, and lower back
glistened with sex sweat.  Sarah's shirt and bra were still on and they
clung to her sticky, sweaty body.

       Rose liked that Sarah's shirt was still on.  It just emphasized how
completely exposed Sarah was from the waist down, her slapped ass up in the
air ready to be fucked and juice from her pussy dripping down her thighs.

       As Love continued to tease her saliva coated asshole with the head
of the toy, Sarah groaned in arousal and felt her lust begin to put her
nerves at rest.  The more she thought about this, the more she wanted it
and soon she was positively aching for it.

       "Fuck me Love!" Sarah moaned eagerly.  "Fuck my ass for Rose!  Show
her what a good slut I am!  Mmmm watch me Rose!  Watch me be a good little
whore who takes it up the ass from other girls!  Is this what you want?  To
see me get fucked and love it?"

       "Fuck yeah that's what I want," Rose grinned, getting up off her
back so she could get an even better view of what was about to happen.
"But is it what you want Sarah?"

       What I want?  What do I want, Sarah asked herself.  She'd thought
she'd wanted marriage, but she'd been wrong.  Was she wrong about this too?
Was this what she really wanted or was she making another mistake?

       But as quickly as that question popped into her head, Sarah answered
it defininitively.  This was absolutely what she wanted.  She'd known it
from the first kiss she'd shared with Love all those years ago.  She just
hadn't been able to admit it fully until now.

       "Fuck me Love!" Sarah demanded.  "I do want it!  I want to get
fucked!  I want that glass inside me again.  God, it felt amazing in my
pussy and now I want it up my fucking ass!  Do me Love!  C'mon you naughty
little slut!  Fuck my ass!  Make sure everyone knows I'm a slutty bitch who
loves getting fucked by other girls!"

       Sarah's pleas got moans from both Love and Rose, who had pushed her
hand down to rub her own freshly licked pussy.  But the most intense sounds
naturally came from Sarah when Love did exactly as she was asked and began
to fuck her with the toy.  She slowly penetrated Sarah's asshole with the
glass, pushing the head of the toy inside her and letting Sarah's tight
hole greedily swallow it.

       "OHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK!!!" Sarah cried in passion as she felt the toy
start to slide inside her.  It really did feel good.  In fact it felt
fucking amazing.  "MORE LOVE!!! MORE!!!  I WANT MORE INSIDE ME!!!  FUCK
ME!!!  FUCK MY ASS!!!"

       Love wasn't quite sure how much she should give Sarah, but since she
only had the head of the toy inside her, she figured a few more inches
wouldn't hurt.

       All the saliva and cum was acting as a perfect lube for this and
there wasn't too much resistance as Love slowly and carefully took Sarah's
ass with the toy, pushing another inch and then another inside her friend
and starting to fuck her with an increased fervor.

       "AHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDD!!!" Sarah screamed and Love reflexively
stopped, only to be quickly dispelled of the notion that she was causing
her friend pain.  "NO LOVE!  DON'T STOP!  OOOOOOOH PLEASE DON'T STOP!  GOD,
IT FEELS SO BIG INSIDE ME, BUT IT'S SO FUCKING HOT!  FUCK ME LOVE!  OOOOOOH
YOU'RE MAKING MY PUSSY DRIP BABY!  PLEASE DON'T STOP!"

       "Mmmmm really?" Love playfully asked as she resumed pumping the
dildo into Sarah's ass and fucking her with steady, sure strokes.  "I think
I just might have to find out for myself if your pussy is dripping.  Mmmm
and then taste it if it is."

       Love immediately made good on her promise.  As Rose looked on and
tugged on her own diamond hard nipples, loving the show of her newest toy
being pushed into Sarah's tight, clinging hole, Love kneeled down further
and ran her tongue up over Sarah's exposed slit from behind as the blonde
cried out in wanton delight.

       Sarah was definitely soaked and Love followed that first lick with
more, lots more.  With Sarah's flavor once more tickling her tastebuds for
the first time in ages, Love unleashed her tongue, lapping away at Sarah's
cunt and tasting all of her sticky sweetness.

       Tasting Sarah again had love possessed with horny spirits and she
dove right into her with her tongue, using one hand to spread Sarah's
drooling pink lips open and the other to keep the toy steadily fucking her
ass.

       "OH GOD OH GOD OHHHH GODDDD!!!" Sarah kept passionately panting, her
voice high and desperate for orgasm.

       She'd gotten herself so hot licking Love back at the studio and
she'd denied herself pleasure then.  This time her body wasn't taking no
for an answer and it craved the ecstasy of orgasmic release like most
craved food or water.

       "OOOOOOOOOH LOVE YESSSSSSS BABY YESSSSSS MMMM GOD IT'S SO GOOD!!!
SO FUCKING GOOOOOOOOD!!!" Sarah cried.  "OHHHHHH LICK ME LOVE!!!  MMMMM
YESSSSS BEEN SO LONG SINCE YOU LICKED ME!!!  AHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS TONGUE MY
FUCKING LITTLE BITCH PUSSY WHILE YOU STUFF MY ASS!!!  AHHHHHH ROSE WANTS ME
TO BE A FUCKING SLUT AND I WILL BE!!!  MAKE ME A SLUT LOVE!!!  LICK ME AND
FUCK ME AND MAKE ME COME LIKE A GODDAMN WHORE FOR ROSE!"

       "Mmmmm shut the fuck up bitch.  Talk later.  Come now," Rose laughed
before jamming her tongue into Sarah's mouth and kissing her.

       Despite her mean words, Rose's kiss was nothing but affectionate and
Sarah eagerly responded to it, sucking Rose's probing tongue and pushing
her own tongue out to massage Rose's as she drew it back into her mouth.

       The two girls moaned into each other's mouths and tongue wrestled
while Love worked over Sarah's holes and had her body on the edge of
ecstasy in no time.

       "OOOOOOOH FUCK I'M GONNA FUCKING COME SOON!" Sarah lustfully
declared as she yanked her head back from Rose's kiss and moaned with wild
eyed passion.  Blonde hair was getting stuck to Sarah's sweaty face and
forehead and the woman's smile was ear to ear as Love made every inch of
her tingle with sexual bliss.

       "Bet you never thought we'd be the ones making you feel this good
again, did ya Sarah?" Rose playfully taunted as she ran her hands over
Sarah's sweaty, cum covered face.  "Mmmm bet you thought you'd stopped
fucking girls for good.  But you couldn't, do it, could you Sarah?  You
couldn't walk away from getting yourself fucked as good as we always did to
you!  Yeahhhh you craved it didn't you.  You craved getting fucked by
another hot chick."

       "Yessssssssss oooooooooooh I craved it...I fucking needed it sooooo
bad," Sarah moaned wantonly as her eyes watered up from the intensity of
the toy up her ass and the ecstasy of Love's incredible tongue feverishly
licking at her pinkness.

       She was really starting to pant now, like she was lost in heat.
Sarah's voice was getting hoarse from her screaming and her words were
coming out in short bursts of breath.

       "I should make you suffer, you know?" Rose pointed out.  "I should
make you beg and crawl for us to fuck you again.  I should make Love stop
fucking and licking you and leave you here all alone and neglected like you
left us."

       "Pleaaaase Rose!  Pleaaase let me come!" Sarah wailed.  "I'm sorry!
God, I'm so fucking sorry!  Ohhhhhhhhh I'll never stop saying it if you
want me to!  Just please let me come now!"

       "How bad do you want it?" Rose demanded, eyeing the top of Love's
brown hair as she continued to feast away on Sarah, her arm curling up so
her soft hand could control the dildo as she tongued her lover's dripping
pussy.  "How bad you fucking need it Sarah?"

       "Ohhhhhhhhhhh so baaaaaaad!  SO FUCKING BAAAAAAAD!!!" Sarah cried.
"OOOOOOOH THAT COCK FEELS SOOOOO HOT BURIED IN MY ASS!  GOD IT FEELS LIKE
SHE'S GOT IT ALL THE WAY UP INSIDE ME AND LOVE'S TONGUE IS LICKING MY NASTY
LITTLE GIRL CRAVING CUNT SOOO NICE!!!"

       "So much better than being married, huh?" Rose laughed.  She'd never
had any intention of making Love stop, but she was going to make sure she
had a lot of fun with Sarah over these next few weeks.  "Mmmmm no one fucks
better than us."

       "YEAHHHHHHH NO ONE!!!  NO ONE EVER FUCKS AS GOOD AS GIRLS!!!
OOOOOOOOOH ESPECIALLY YOU GUYS!!!" Sarah cried as Love pushed more of the
glass dildo into her waiting hole and picked up the pace of her licking,
tonguing Sarah's clitoris with hot, hard lashes.  "OOOOOOOH GAWWD I NEVER
THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE THIS GOOD AGAIN!!!  AHHHHH FUCK!!!  FREDDIE NEVER
MADE ME FEEL THIS GOOD!!!  ONLY GIRLS CAN!!!"

       "And don't you forget it," Rose grinned before giving Sarah another
kiss.  Sarah's screams of ecstasy flowed right into Rose's mouth as Sarah
felt her body shake with need for release.  She didn't know how much of
that toy Love had up her ass, but however much it was, it was more than
doing the trick.

       Love actually didn't have too much inside Sarah, just about four
inches and she was afraid to go any deeper.  Love knew Sarah loved feeling
it, but she didn't want to push it, not when they were just getting things
started again.  Love preferred to keep things gentler today as she used
those inches buried inside Sarah to fuck her while licking her pussy as
fast as her tongue could manage.

       The disbelief that had filled Love's mind back when she and Sarah
were fucking in the office was back now.  Love just couldn't believe she
was tasting Sarah again.  She couldn't believe her tongue was buried inside
her pussy and her clit was throbbing against it.  Love had dreamed of this
so many times and now that it was actually happening she couldn't believe
it.

       But there was nothing imagined about it.  It was really happening
and Love was in ecstasy even with all her clothes on.  Being able to just
be with Sarah again as a friend had been her fondest wish.  Being able to
fuck her was the sweetest bonus possible and Love didn't care that she was
still fully dressed.  She'd had her fun.  Now it was Sarah's turn and Love
had always been even better at giving than she was at receiving.

       "Come for me Sarah!" Love mumbled, her mouth full of pussy as she
got her tongue all over Sarah's clitoris.  "Fucking come for me baby!
Ooooh give me what I've wanted for so long!"

       "Yes come for her Sarah," Rose urged in between kisses.  "It's just
us here.  You, me and Love!  Mmmm just like the old days before we even got
the mansion!  Too bad Jen's not here too.  Come for both of us Sarah!  Let
go and feel that fucking sweet, beautiful ecstasy that only comes from
girls!  Give in and feel it!  Just like you taught me!  We want you back
Sarah!  I missed you so fucking much and I wanna see you come now!  I wanna
see you come so hot and so sweet all over Love's face!  Soak her slutty
face with your pussy cream so I can lick it all off!"

       With the glass toy lodged up her asshole and Love's mouth making a
feast of her clitoris, Sarah was already overstimulated.  There wasn't any
way she wasn't coming, but it was Rose's words that sent her right over the
edge.

       They were so nasty, but so sweet all at once.  That was what she
wanted.  That was what she needed.  She needed that life of nasty and sweet
again and with a sexual roar, Sarah felt like she was really, truly back as
she exploded in orgasmic passion.

       "YESSSSSSSSS FUCKING YESSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSS
GODDDDDDDDDDD YESSSSSSSSS!!!" Sarah screamed as her fists pounded into
Rose's bed, making all of them bounce a little on the mattress.
"OOOOOOOOOOOH LOVVVVVVVE!!!!  I MISSED THISSSSSSSSSS!!!  YESSSSSSSSSSS
GODDDDDDDDD ROSE YESSSSSSSS MMMMM MISSED YOU ALLLLL SO BAD!!!"

       As she came, Love stopped fucking Sarah with the dildo, leaving the
inserted inches buried up her ass while she continued to lavish loving on
her clitoris.  Sarah screamed in absolute ecstasy over and over again and
Love was there to catch every creamy drop that shot out her pussy.  Love
didn't stop swallowing and she didn't stop licking and sucking Sarah's
pussy until the blonde was reduced to a quivering, half-naked mess on the
bed.

       With one last cry of bliss, Sarah slumped down on the bed, lying
flat on her belly as she drooled into Rose's covers.  She hadn't felt
anything like that since she'd left the mansion.  Even her dalliances with
Alyson and her friends hadn't been that good because there'd been the
guilt.  But there was none of that now.  Just pleasure.  Sweet, sweet
pleasure.

       Sarah smiled in complete contentment and began grinding her still
wet pussy into Rose's bed, hoping for any additional stimulation she could
get from it.  But Rose didn't just let Sarah lie there and she motioned for
her to get up.

       Her body was jelly, but Sarah managed to slowly wobble her way up
off her belly and onto her knees.  She didn't know what was coming next so
she was taken completely by surprise when Rose suddenly slapped her across
the cheek.

       "That's for leaving us," Rose said before giving Sarah another slap,
this time across the other cheek.  "And that's for leaving a goddamn note
and never fucking calling."

       Sarah gasped at the stinging slaps against her face, but the feeling
of shock didn't last long since Rose immediately followed them up with a
loving kiss to her lips.

       "And this is for coming back and saying sorry," Rose smiled tenderly
as she pulled her lips away.  "I love you Sarah.  I want you to come home
too."

       "I love you too Rose," Sarah said, smiling right back at her even as
her cheeks continued to sting.

       "I haven't totally forgiven you, by the way," Rose said as she lay
down on the bed, pulling Sarah and Love down with her so she could snuggle
up between them with each of them on one side of her naked body.  "Mmmm but
you're off to a good start."

       The three girls lay there for a while, holding each other and saying
nothing and everything all at once.  Eventually Love broke the silence with
the question that was on all their minds.

       "So what's next?" Love asked.  "What do we do now?"

       "Well first of all," Sarah said, happily speaking up.  "You have way
too many clothes still on Love.  We have to do something about that.  And
then after that I have a little idea...."

* * * * *

       Jennifer Aniston checked her watch for what felt like the millionth
time today.  It was starting to get late and she was still wondering
whether or not to go off and get herself dinner before heading back to
Malibu.  Mealtime at the mansion was rarely a formal affair and you were
often on your own to make sure you got properly fed.

       Today had dragged so badly.  Jennifer couldn't remember many days
when she'd been as impatient to get home and she knew the fault for that
was all on her and not anyone else.  It wasn't that her work was any less
fulfilling than usual.  It was just that she was especially eager to get
back to her friends.

       She was in Los Angeles today doing rehearsals at the studio for the
new movie she was supposed to start shooting next month.  There wasn't much
that was exciting about rehearsals, but today sitting around in a bunch of
chairs doing readings of the script was much more boring than usual because
all Jennifer wanted was to get home and get naked.

       All day she'd been in dreamland and while her lack of focus was
pretty hard to hide, Jennifer hoped she'd done a better job of not
revealing just how aroused her daydreams had been making her.

       Jennifer had been so wet all day and it had been driving her crazy.
She'd even taken what was supposed to be a cigarette break to go off into
the ladies room and finger herself.  It had been so risky to do that,
slamming her pussy with three of her fingers while her other hand had been
clamped down hard on her mouth to keep herself quiet.  But the risk had
made it even hotter and Jennifer had needed the relief.

       Last night's party had been so wild.  Jennifer couldn't believe what
she and Gwen and Cameron had done to Fluffy.  She couldn't believe she had
actually messed around with another guy after all this time and she
couldn't believe who she had actually done it with.

       But Fluffy had made her come so hard and Jennifer couldn't help but
get wet each and every time she thought about sucking his cock and how he
felt when she spread her tight, pink slit open and took her pussy with his
huge cock.

       Jennifer wasn't planning on any kind of repeat performance, though.
It was already plenty weird that she'd let Christina's bodyguard fuck her
without the singer being any the wiser as to what was going on, but what
was going on with Gwen and Fluffy just made it a trickier situation.
Jennifer definitely didn't want to get in the middle of anything between
her friend and her secret lover.

       But that didn't stop her from longing to rub herself again at the
thought of Fluffy taking her again, yanking her hair hard as he fucked her
doggie style and drove that cock deep into her.

       Damn...nearly got caught up in it again, Jennifer said as she chided
herself for having such hot dreams when she wasn't in private.  She had
nearly unconsciously started playing with her tits through her shirt as
she'd felt her nipples swell at the memories of last night.  That was all
she needed.  Some paparazzi catching her feeling herself up.  She knew she
had to have more self control than this.

       Of course that didn't mean Jennifer wanted the hot visions in her
head to stop.  She just had to press the pause button for a bit and wait
until she got home because her sexy thoughts hadn't just been focused on
Fluffy.

       Jennifer had seen her friends turn into lust crazed monsters last
night and it had been such a huge turn on.  Love, Jewel, Jessica, Alyssa
and even Rose had gone wild at the party and Jennifer felt like she'd
outdone them all with her illicit rendezvous.

       Jennifer's attraction to her friends never faded, but what had
happened last night had taken the flames of her lust for them and turned it
into a bonfire.  She had wanted them even more than ever after seeing them
act so hot and nasty.  If she hadn't been so exhausted last night when
they'd gotten back from Lauren's, Jennifer would have gotten them all right
back into another orgy, only this time it would have been a girls only
affair.

       All day Jennifer's pussy had been tingling with wicked thoughts
about what she wanted to do to her housemates as soon as she got home.
Ravish was too mild a world for what she wanted and Jennifer couldn't wait
to show her sexy, naughty friends just how horny she was today.  She knew
she would surprise them by being so aggressive, but Jennifer also knew that
she'd have quickly had them moaning too loudly for that to matter.

       Jennifer's sexual heat that day had been especially stoked by
Britney's shocking return that morning.  She'd been in too much of a rush
to properly stay and welcome the prodigal housemate back but Jennifer had
certainly liked Britney running right up to her that morning and giving her
a passionate hug and kiss before she'd left, especially since Britney had
been completely naked when she'd done it, having just gone through what
Jennifer had heard was a wicked kitchen fuck with Alyssa, Jessica, Rose and
Christina.

       Absence had definitely made Jennifer long for Britney's sexy body
and Jennifer couldn't wait to get home and get all over inch of the slutty
singer.  Jennifer could already picture herself sucking Britney's big tits
while she had her hands fingering Britney's pussy and ass at the same time
and making her scream out in intense ecstasy before throwing her down onto
the floor and licking her dry.

       God, what's with me today?  Jennifer asked herself as she let out a
tiny giggle.  She did like thinking and feeling this way. Everyone who came
into contact with her today had been able to see she had something on her
mind, but Jennifer was pretty sure none of them had any idea what it was.
Jennifer could only imagine the shock that would have followed if anyone
knew the sexual thoughts dancing around her brain about the beautiful women
she shared a home with.

       Glancing at her watch again, Jennifer did some quick calculations in
her head about how long it would take her to drive home.  She was a little
past rush hour now, but that didn't mean the freeway wasn't still going to
be jammed.

       Jennifer didn't feel like waiting even longer so she decided to skip
dinner for now and get home.  There probably was something she could eat
there and if there wasn't, Jennifer was sure there would be someone she
could do the same thing to.

       Jennifer nearly giggled again at her own horny thoughts when one of
the studio's production assistants came right up to her right before she
got to the parking lot.

       "Miss Aniston, they told me to tell you that your limo's here," the
assistant said.

       "Thanks," Jennifer replied distractedly before she pulled herself
out of her sexual daze and asked what should have been obvious to her right
away.  "Wait!  My limo?  What limo?  I drove here today.  I didn't ask for
a limo."

       "They just told me it was for you," the assistant replied with a
shrug of his shoulders.  "I don't know who sent it.  But they said it was
waiting for you inside the main lot."

       "Wait!  Who's `they?'" Jennifer asked, but all that got her was
another shrug of the shoulders as an answer, which naturally didn't help
her a bit.

       Jennifer had no idea what to make of this.  Limos just didn't
materialize out of nowhere and Jennifer knew she hadn't been so distracted
today that she'd accidentally called her car service for one.

       It must have been some kind of mix-up or something.  Someone just
got their instructions mixed up.  There had to be another Jennifer
somewhere on the lot.  It must have just been a little confusion on the
driver's part or something.

       At least that was what Jennifer hoped it was.  She'd tussled with a
few stalkers over the years and she was reflexively wary of things like
this.  What if this was some kind of trap or something?  Well the obvious
remedy to that was that she'd be in no danger if she just got into her car
and drove home without ever getting near the limo.

       Then again, Jennifer did feel bad for the driver.  If he was legit,
Jennifer didn't want him to be waiting all night for a client that never
showed.  She should at least let him know that the limo wasn't for her so
he could check back with his boss and get to where he really had to go.

       Besides, Jennifer had to admit she was at least a little curious
about what was going on here.  It was a tiny little mystery after all and
she wanted to get to the bottom of the confusion.

       Deciding if she was careful she wouldn't expose herself to any
potential dangers, Jennifer went out toward the main lot and walked past
her car.  Sure enough there was a limo waiting for her and Jennifer
cautiously approached the driver's side door.  The windows were tinted so
no one could see inside, but Jennifer could see from the windshield that
there was definitely a driver in there.

       "Excuse me," Jennifer said politely as she tapped on the glass,
hoping the driver would roll his window down so she could explain what
happened.  "I think there's been a mix-up.  I didn't call for anyone.
Hello?  Excuse me, sir?  I need to talk to you."

       But the driver's window stayed raised up and the driver offered no
reaction to Jennifer's requests.  Instead the backseat door on the driver's
side opened up and Jennifer felt her breath catch in her throat.  Oh God,
this was some kind of stalker thing.  Before she started running away in a
panic, however, she heard a feminine voice call out.

       "Get in," the voice said and it sounded familiar enough to Jennifer
that she put her fears of stalkers aside for a moment to peer inside the
limo.  What she saw inside there floored her more than any kidnap attempt
ever could.

       "Are you getting in or what?" Rose asked with mock frustration.  "We
don't have all night you know."

       "Oh my God," Jennifer gasped.  It wasn't just that Rose and Love
were surprising her like this.  It was whom they had with them.

       "Sarah?" Jennifer asked in disbelief.

       "Get in," Sarah repeated with a broad smile on her face.

       "What the heck is going on here?" Jennifer asked, overjoyed to see
Sarah again and quite shocked to have everyone together without any
screaming, tears or other drama.

       "Get in and we'll tell you everything," Love urged.

       "My car..." Jennifer started to explain.

       "Will still be here in the morning," Rose interrupted.  "Now are you
coming or not?  People are going to start staring soon."

       That argument was more than enough to convince Jennifer to leave her
car behind for the night and get a limo ride home instead.  Besides it
hadn't escaped Jennifer's recollections what had happened the last time she
had gotten into a limo with Sarah, Love and Rose and if there was one thing
she was definitely in the mood for tonight it was a repeat of that amazing
ride.

       Jennifer crawled inside the roomy, comfy limo and closed the door
behind her.  As she did so, Love opened up the speaker to the driver.

       "We can go now," Love said before clicking off the speaker.  With it
off and the partition risen all the way up between driver and passengers,
the girls had complete privacy.

       "What's going on here?" Jennifer asked again as the limo began
moving.  "What's all this about?"

       "If you think about it, it'll come back to you," Rose teased as she
played with Jennifer's soft brown hair.  Rose was next to her in the limo
seat and Love and Sarah were right across from them.

       "When did all this happen?" Jennifer asked, her nipples swelling up
and her pussy resuming it's heated moistening just from the sight of Sarah
back together with everyone.

       "It's been one hell of a day," Sarah admitted with a smile.  "We've
got a lot of catching up to do Jen."

       "Wait, you've got to tell me what happened first," Jennifer
insisted.  She was dying to know now what had turned the tears and anger of
yesterday into the sexual affection she saw radiating from all three of her
friends now.

       Out of all the girls in the mansion, Jennifer had understood Sarah's
predicament the most.  She'd gone through her own crazy juggling act with
Brad and she knew full well how impossible it was to live two lives.

       Jennifer had never held Sarah's choice against her.  She hadn't
liked it, but she'd also respected Sarah's right to make it.  But she'd
never stopped hoping that one day something exactly like this would happen.

       "We can talk later," Love giggled as she moved forward sensually
toward Jennifer, approaching her with lust in her eyes just like the three
of them had that first night when they'd turned Jennifer's anger at the
surprise limo invasion into eye opening ecstasy by triple teaming her into
embracing a new sexuality.

       "Yeah this is something we'd much rather show you anyway," Sarah
said, her own pussy getting nice and wet again at the thought of seeing and
touching Jennifer's beautiful naked body again and once more feeling that
amazing tongue of hers on her pussy.

       Sarah and Love moved forward as one toward Jennifer.  They advanced
on the actress just as Rose tenderly kissed Jennifer's neck and began
caressing her through her clothes.  There was no resistance this time.
Jennifer was already putty in their hands and all of them knew it.  No one
was going to have to be convinced to try anything this time.

       Before she knew it Jennifer had Rose pulling her shirt up over her
head and softly rubbing her breasts through her bra as Sarah and Love went
for her jeans, pulling them down and showing off just how wet her day of
wicked thoughts had left her panties.  All Jennifer could do in response to
this was moan and urge her sexy friends on.

       Usually she was the last person in the world to try these risky
sexual escapades, but this felt right.  It was perfect in fact.  If Sarah
was indeed back, and there was now every indication in the world except
absolute confirmation that she was, then Jennifer considered this the
perfect way to welcome her returning friend back into the naughty little
fold.

       Jennifer pulled Sarah up away from her jeans and got the blonde girl
into a passionate kiss.  Sarah draped her arms over Jennifer's shoulder and
eagerly returned the kiss to her friend.  Their lips rubbed together softly
as their tongues wetly touched and each girl moaned happily.

       "Are you back?" Jennifer asked, having to know for sure.

       "Mmmhmmm," Sarah confirmed with a sexy smile.  "And things are going
to be better than ever."

       "I've wanted this for so long," Jennifer admitted.

       "Me too," Sarah replied.  It was the truth even if she'd been
unwilling to admit it before.

       "Let's get you back home Sarah," Jennifer said with a moan as Love
and Rose pulled down her soaked panties.

       "Yessssss home," Sarah repeated before giving Jennifer another long
kiss.

       This was perfect.  This was what she wanted.  They were going home.
She was going back to the mansion.  It was her home again and Sarah felt
she was finally whole again.





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