This is a work of fiction, but it is "Inspired by Real Events". Our story continues with our protagonist, a plucky heroine coming to grips with not only the realization she is a lesbian but also the complex world of high school. This story contains many scenes of enthusiastic, consensual, and occasionally kinky sex involving high school girls. Obviously if this offends you then you should read no further.

 

Part 2: The School Year Begins

 

The day finally came when school started. With Lee being in 12^th grade (a senior) and me being in 10^th (sophomore) we didn't have any classes together, but we did have the same lunch period, so we did see each other every day. We had to go back to playing it cool at school, not even Lee was brave enough to be that "out" but we would hold hands or hug when we got the chance and several times I got pulled into some alcove for some fervent kissing when no one was around. Lee had told me once school started we would drift apart because we just wouldn't see each other as much. It made me sad to hear that but, as much as I hated to admit it, I could see where she was right. Our plan was basically to find girlfriends that were in our respective grades and hopefully convince them to join us for wild group sex.

 

I also met Lisa.

 

Lisa was in my Home Room and we also had chemistry and US Government together. We first talked during one of those stupid first week of school "Get to Know People" activities in Home Room. I did not go on and on about women's wrestling and I certainly did not mention the whole lesbian thing. I stuck to safe subject like the music of Joan Jett (so many thanks to Lee's dad!) and science fiction novels. Lisa liked SF as well, especially the cyberpunk genre. She recommended Neal Stephenson's "Snow Crash to me (I read it, loved it). We had both read The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings, but she did admit to me she had never read Dune. I told her it was a moral imperative that she gets it from the library and read it. She didn't play any sports though she had an interest in baseball. My grandfather had taken me to baseball games in Chicago (he was a White Sox fan all his life) so I did mention that as well as me playing softball. But the thing that left me almost speechless was her hair. Her hair was such a pure white she almost looked like she was albino, in fact she was a little surprised that I didn't ask her if she was one. It never occurred to me to ask something like that. She was short, 5'3", and quite thin. She pretty much looked like she had no boobs and believe me I checked when she bent over and I could look down her top. But that hair! I just wanted to have her lay her head in my lap so I could run my fingers through it. Of course I also wondered if her pubic hair was the same color.

 

We sat next to each other in government and decided to be lab partners in chemistry. I tend to bond to people quickly, I like having folks I can count on. She had the same lunch period as me, so I was going to have to work things out with Lee. I knew she would be OK with me getting into a relationship with Lisa, but she would also want a three-way and I did not want to scare off my white-haired beauty by coming on too strong. I saw Lee between classes, gave her the quick summary. She smiled, surreptitiously patted me on the butt and whispered in my ear, "I want to know if her bush is white too" and then she went on to class.

 

The school year plodded on. Lee and I got together whenever we could, but we certainly didn't get to fuck as often as either of us wanted. Sometimes she would give me a ride home from school and we would stop someplace secluded and finger each other in the back seat of her Honda. A few times one or both of us would be wearing a skirt which made it easy to get panties off and get our pussys eaten. She quizzed me a lot about Lisa, clearly she found her attractive as well, and she urged me to be a bit braver. Not too brave of course, neither of us wanted to be outed but she felt I needed to let Lisa know how I felt if for no other reason that if she wasn't interested I could move on.

 

Lisa and I got closer. Nothing physical, but hopefully moving that way, but we learned about each other. I did broach the subject or professional wrestling, which she thought and odd but mostly harmless (she had loaned me her copy of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, I laughed so hard I actually pissed myself a little) obsession. I also learned she was in choir and loved singing. Once when we were walking outside the school she sang a few bars of "America the Beautiful" and her voice quite literally gave me chills, it was that good. I mean Annie Lennox and Pat Benatar levels of good. She was also interested in theater and planned to audition for the fall play when it was announced. We now had something else in common since I planned on being part of the stage crew and the lighting crew. I was never going to be brave enough to be onstage. I know, this is coming from a girl who has no problem being naked with several other girls showing off my butthole, but we all have our fears.

 

Lisa and I went together to the drama club meeting. Lee saw us heading upstairs to the 3^rd floor and gave me a quiet thumbs up and I gave her a quick smile. Lisa signed up for auditions and I put my name on the crew list. She also signed up for stage work since even people with roles in the play still have to do some crew work. The fall show was Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew which I learned as I read the script is basically one long dirty joke in flowery language. Shakespeare certainly knew his audience.

 

A week later the cast listing was posted and we walked back up there. Lisa was really nervous, so I grabbed her hand. I was overjoyed when she squeezed mine back. As we got closer to the director's office, where a crowd has gathered she was holding my hand really tight. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You got this Lisa. I know you do." We had talked about what roles she would like to play. We agreed that as a sophomore it was unlikely she would get one of the leads, Katerina or Bianca, but one of the servant girls or maybe even the Widow was more likely.

 

We got up to where we could read the list and Lisa saw she had indeed gotten the part of The Widow (I like to think the white hair helped here). She was beyond excited, bouncing up and down and hugging me. I hugged her back, noticing that her boobs were not as non-existent as I had first thought. I really wanted to kiss her, but I wasn't that brave yet. I did however get her butt a little squeeze. It was amazingly firm.

 

That Saturday began the tech work. I met with the other lighting crew folks and the lighting manager, a senior named Eric, noted that I had experience doing lighting. Right now there wasn't much for us to do. The directors would come up with what they wanted the lighting plan to be and then we would implement it. In the intervening weeks the immediate need was to get sets built. I knew some things about carpentry and I am not afraid of power tools, so I was rather quickly put in charge of constructing one of the platforms that would be used as well as to flats that would act as walls. I was pleased to see Lisa joined in with the 5 other people in my group and that she was wearing adorable overalls with her amazing hair braided and a yellow bandanna covering her head. My hair is at best unruly and curly, so mine was tied back in a tight ponytail and came out of the back of a hat I had gotten detasseling.

 

We made good progress and at noon Lisa and I went for lunch. We sat outside under a tree eating our Subway's and talking. Mostly it was about random stuff. She was so excited she got a speaking role in her first high school show and she also had another book for me, William Gibson's Neuromancer. As for me I talked about how I had gotten involved with doing lighting in junior high and how I was actively considering being an electrician after I graduated.

 

Then she got serious. "Cindy, can I ask you something personal?"

 

Gulp. "Sure."

 

"I've heard things from other girls in my classes. There's a rumor that you are a lesbian, is that true?"

 

Well shit. I knew this question would come eventually but I hadn't thought it would be in the first month of school. What ensued was, I'm sure, a really awkward pause. I looked right at Lisa, noticing for the first time (How did I miss this?) that her eyes were what could only be described as electric blue.

 

I gathered up all my courage, trying hard not to cry or to pee myself.

 

"Yes. I am a lesbian." There, I said it. Out loud. To someone who had never seen me naked.

 

"I've known I was a lesbian since 7^th grade and I've had two girlfriends since then."

I leaned over to her and took both her hands. "You are one of the few people who knows this about me and I am begging you not to share this with anyone. I trust you and I think you have noticed I'm attracted to you. If you don't feel the same way just tell me and get it over with. I will be your friend no matter what you say."

 

Now it was Lisa's turn to be quiet. I was terrified. I did not want to just be friends with Lisa. I wanted her to my girlfriend dammit! I did notice she had not let go of my hands, I hoped that was a good sign.

 

"Cindy, I like you too. I've never felt about a girl like I feel about you. I'm not ready for the sex part but I'm excited to be in a relationship with you."

 

I actually giggled. And the I felt my face get hot. I must have blushed because I saw a cute little smile on Lisa's face.

 

"I do have a question for you Lisa and it is kind of personal too." Deep breath girl, you got this. "I love your hair. It was the first thing I noticed about you." Then I just blurted it out, "Has it always been white?" There. I asked it.

 

She sighed. It was obvious she had been asked this a lot. "It started when I was in 5^th grade. My hair had been light brown all my life but in 5^th grade the roots started turning white. It was awful. Kids teased me all the damn time." I had never heard her swear before, it was weird. "My parents took me to multiple doctors, even one at the Children's Hospital in Indianapolis. A doctor there determined it was an autoimmune thing. Otherwise I'm healthy but unless I dye my hair it will always be white. We actually moved so I would go to a different junior high school to get away from the kids who were making my life hell. Everyone who knows me now just assumes it has always been this color or that I'm albino."

 

"Is all your hair white?" I was horrified the moment I asked that. Lisa must have seen the look of terror on my face. She smiled that incredible smile again.

 

"Yes, it is." Someday I might show it to you."

 

"Lisa, can I kiss you now?"

 

"Yes." And with that I kissed her good and hard, finally getting to run my fingers through that long, white hair. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and she was enthusiastically kissing me back. It was obvious I was not the first person she ever kissed though I did wonder if I was the first girl. It was a truly great day, but I knew the next hurdle would be how to explain my relationship with Lee to her. That was going to wait. I was going to enjoy this moment. We walked back to get some work done, walking close but not actually holding hands.

 

I rode my bike home but stopped at Lee's on the way. As usual we were stripping our clothes off from the minute she closed the door but this time I did need to slow her down. "Be careful baby, it's that time so don't pull the string." My tampon string was quite visible as it emerged from my pussy.

 

This didn't slow her down, she went down on her knees and was teasing my clit with her tongue with vigor as her hands spread my butt cheeks so she could get a finger in my butthole. I was able to reach down to tug on her pale nipples. When my orgasm hit I went down to my knees on the floor and I was a little worried that my tampon would come out from the exertion, which would be messy. Thankfully it didn't.

 

"Hands and knees baby," I ordered using my now famous Mean Girl voice. I gave her firm, white bottom several hard swats and then went to town on her, eating her out from behind while sometimes moving up to push my tongue in her butt. Her legs went wild as she climaxed and I got a heel right in my boob, but it was so worth it. We lay cuddled on her bed mindlessly playing with each other's boobs.

 

"So, I kissed Lisa today."

 

"What!", Lee playfully slapped the back of my head, "Way to bury the lead bitch! When are you two going to fuck?"

 

Now it was my turn to slap her tit. "She's not ready for that yet, cool your jets, you horny minx! I have to figure out how to introduce her to you without freaking her out completely and there's no way she's ready to meet Gena."

 

"Gena's too busy with Brian, she finally let him do her in the ass, so he's totally hooked on her yet again. They won't come up for air for weeks. You should at least bring her to our table at lunch. Like it or not she is part of the Lesbian Mafia now."

 

That was what Lee called the group of girls who were all out to each other. We had all agreed to keep one another's lesbianism (bisexuality for a few girls) secret, a girl could out herself, but it was no one else's story to tell. There were rumors of course that a certain table in the cafeteria was where the lesbians sat but we tried our best to keep things vague. I am sure Lee was inspired by The Godfather movies about maintaining plausible deniability, her dad was a total fan of the first two movies, but you did not bring up the third one around him. His feeling about it were strong and very negative.

 

Lee slid down between my legs and brought me to orgasm again by rubbing her hard nipple on my clit. It was years later I learned this is called dovefucking but whatever you call it a hard nipple on my clit with make me climax very fast. I returned the pleasure sucking on her prominent pussy lips and playing with her butthole. We hurriedly got dressed when we heard the garage door opening, announcing the return of her parents. That knew about us but seeing the two of us naked eating pussy would probably be a step too far.

 

We were watching TV when Lee's mom came in.

"How are you doing Cindy?" Her smile indicated she knew exactly what we had been doing.

 

"I'm good Ms D, just stopped by on my way home from doing set work for the play to see how Lee was. I best be heading home now. I'll see you tomorrow Lee."

 

I hustled on home before I was too late and subjected to a parental interrogation. My parents were members of a church that could best be described as nut jobs where young people are concerned, girls especially. The preachers taught that girls must be protected to preserve our "purity" but at the same time we are nasty, scheming little sluts who exist to seduce good boys and get them in trouble. It was, to be blunt, fucked up. Some other church parents had been at our house and talked with my folks down in the TV room. I listened in as the voices gave up through the vent, learning that yet another girl in the youth group was pregnant. My dad was worried because I was friends with an older girl and he was afraid she would lure me into sex with boys (If only he knew the truth!). I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing, of all the girls at school Lee and I would amongst the least likely to get knocked up. How would they handle learning I was a lesbian? I had no idea, I thought that it might well make their heads explode.

 

Lisa began to join the group at lunch. That did put her into the swirl of rumors because there were plenty of folks who were convinced that girls who hung out together all the time had to by dykes. The occasional appearance Brian, Gena's boyfriend (more of a fuck-toy I always thought) and boyfriends of our other bisexual girls confused the haters and that made us giggle. We all stuck together since a girl by herself would often be the target of some asshole who believed her could "cure" us. No one messed with Lee or Gena, both of them had sharp tongues, enjoyed humiliating jerks, and in two cases had kicked obnoxious guys square in the nuts. The rest of us moved in groups which made us feel safer.

 

Lisa and I would snuggle and kiss whenever we had the chance. We were the adventurous sort and we figured out the minimal bus system our town had so we could go to the mall without having parents take us there. We both liked movies and we went to see Robin Hood (the one with Mary Elizabeth Mastroantonio, a serious hottie!), The Addams Family, and The Rocketeer. That was our favorite, we saw it three times. (Jennifer Connelly, Yum!).

 

It was three weeks before the play's performance when I made my move. Time to be brave girl, faint heart never won fair hand! (got to love that Elizabethan language) I suggested to Lisa that she spend the night at my house on Friday, that way my mom could drop us off at school and her dad could pick us up when we were done for the day. Her eyes lit up (Damn they were so blue!) when I made the suggestion and she squeezed my hand tight. Friday came and she came home with me. At dinner my little sister Janet just had to ask, "Why is your hair so white?" My mom shot her a horrified look and I wanted to just slide under the table. Lisa handled it beautifully.

 

"When I was younger I developed a problem with my immune system, the doctors were never sure what caused it, and it made my hair start to turn white. I've learned to live with it." Wow. I have such a cool girlfriend.

 

After dinner we went downstairs to watch Hudson Hawk. Don't judge dear reader, I still like that movie! We pulled out the sofa bed and settled in, snuggling and kissing a lot. We both went off to sleep after a while. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning with Lisa's arm across me and her hair splayed out across me. I brushed it back, kissing her forehead. Her eyes opened and I felt her hand move down, sliding inside my pajamas and now gently rubbing my bush.

 

"Does this mean what I think it means baby?" I asked, hoping I knew the answer.

 

She looked at me with those piercing eyes. Her voice was much lower than usual as she nodded, "I want to fuck Cindy, right now!"

 

Well, I needed no further encouragement. I stripped my pj's off and she did the same. We started out fingering each other and I got the answer to my long-standing question. Yes, her bush was white too. I also saw that she was not really skinny, she actually had really tight muscles from years of being dance classes. I spread her legs wide and went right in. She had nice tight pussy lips and a very prominent clit. I was slurping and licking her pussy like a wild animal, my hands under her tight buns, squeezing her muscular butt cheeks. Lisa announced her oncoming orgasm with a long, drawn-out "Ooooooooooooooooooooo" that went up in pitch the closer she got. When she finally climaxed I was sure she woke up our neighbor's dogs and frightened the local bats.

 

I rolled on my back, legs wide, stroking my pussy. Lisa swept her hair back over her shoulder and began licking my wet little cunt. For someone who said she had never had sex with another girl she sure knew what she was doing. I was jerking and grunting, trying hard not to kick her. I could feel her soft tongue sliding over my clit and pushing its way up inside my pussy. I went into spasms of jerking and grunting, probably sounding possessed and I climaxed hard. This felt different from the times with other girls and when Lisa raiser her face I could see her hair was wet with what I assumed were my juices.

 

"Wow. That was incredible." Lisa lay on her back, he chest heaving. I lay on my side beside her, running my fingers over her hard abdominals.

 

"You never told me you were a little hardbody. We have to try wrestling sometime." She nodded, giving me another smile that pretty much started my pussy dripping all on its own. I got over her on my hands and knees, my tits hanging down so that my nipples just brushed over hers. I got between her legs, spreading them wide, and pressing my pussy down onto hers. I pinned her wrists to the bed and kissed her as I ground my wet bush against hers. A first she was kissing me back, but I could feel her muscles tensing and she was making her "Ooooo" noise as we both came at almost the same time. I lay there on top of her, feeling her warm, smooth skin on mine.

 

"Do you trust me Cindy?" It seemed like an odd question but I really wanted to know where this was going to lead. I nodded. She rolled me on our sides our nude bodies mashed together. In an amazingly fast motion she took her long hair and wrapped it around my neck like a rope and pulled it tight. Not so tight I couldn't breathe but it was an incredibly erotic feeling.

"I've read so many stories where women defeat powerful foes by strangling them. This is making me really wet just doing this." Saying this she grabbed my throat with her hands, squeezing a little. Damn, my girl's got a kinky side! I loved it!

 

I pulled her pale hands away. "I've got kinks of my own baby." I got back over her, our hard nipples just touching. "Perhaps I am not just a sweet little high school girl, perhaps I am a terrible lesbian sex-vampire, here to suck your life out as you lay here beneath me, naked and helpless." Yeah, it was that cheesy. I moved in, mouth open wide biting gently at the side of her neck (didn't want to leave any visible marks) and making like I was sucking her blood out. She raked her nails on my back.

 

I rolled off of her. "We do need some sleep Lisa." I pulled up the sheet and we snuggled together, naked this time, and slept until my alarm went off. We used the shower downstairs and showered together. To my delighted surprise she spread her legs and pissed in the shower. I dropped to my knees and let her pee stream over my tits. Lisa was a quick learner and let me do the same. We dried off and got dressed. It did take a long time for Lisa to dry her hair and she showed me how to braid it. Her hair reached almost to her butt, so it took a while to braid it up but the pleasure I felt just stroking her hair was comparable having her lick my pussy. I don't think I had ever loved anyone, Lee and Melinda included, as much as I loved Lisa in that moment. We were real girlfriends!

 

The next Friday we did the same thing but this time I went to Lisa's house. Her mom and dad seemed nice, but I did sense in their small talk and polite questions that they had their suspicions about the nature of our relationship. As usually I kept things vague, I never actually lied but it's not like I told the entire truth. Lisa showed me her big collection of books, she was the sexiest bookworm ever! Her parents seemed pleased I liked reading and that Lisa and I had similar tastes (if only they what all those tastes were!). We went downstairs and they stayed upstairs to watch TV. Lisa's house had a spare bedroom downstairs (like so many houses of the era it was a split-level) with a TV, a day bed, and an attached bathroom. Once the door closed our clothes came right off. This time Lisa made it quite clear she was in charge. She did show me a book she had hidden in the storage closet, kind of like me and my magazines. This was a book with the wonderful title The Joy of Lesbian Sex. I really wondered how Lisa has been able to buy it, but from its condition it had clearly come from a used bookstore. We sat there on the bed, both naked. My head was in Lisa's lap where I was getting very turned on smelling her pussy as she showed me the book. It had lots of illustrations of women engaged in all sorts of sexual antics.

 

"I want us to try every single thing in this book. I'm a person who wants to know how to do lots of things and I want to know every way we can fuck each other."

 

"I love how your mind works baby, right along with the rest of you. Where to we start?"

 

"Well, it starts with anal, so how about there?"

 

And so Lisa and I began a thorough exploration of each other's butts. In hindsight some form of lube would have been helpful, but we got by with spit and pussy juices. I was eager to lick her butthole, but I certainly did not ignore her swollen clit. I slid a finger into her very tight butthole with my other hand gently rubbing her wet pussy.

 

"More fingers baby, fill up my butt!"

 

I was a good girl and followed orders. I got two fingers inside her butthole. I tried for three but she said that moved from feeling good to actually hurting. Her "Ooooooo" sound was starting and since I could hear her parents were still up I planted my mouth over hers to muffle the sound. She grabbed my hair with both hands, pulling hard. It didn't hurt too much and it made me quite wet. She came, quivering and shaking against me. I did go and wash my hands; good sex can be messy sometimes.

 

She had me stick my butt up in the air with my head down on a pillow. I felt her tongue slide across my pussy lips and swirling around my tight butthole. I moaned quietly as her first finger went in me, a little louder for the second and the third. Lisa was able to get three fingers in my ass but four would just not fit. She grabbed my hair, wrapping it around her wrist to pull my head up and she slid her three fingers slowly in and out of my butt. I bit on the pillow to stifle my grunts and moans. Her fingers pumped faster and the burning of the back of my scalp was making me drip onto the bed a little. I exploded in a frenzy of jerking arms and legs, thrashing on the bed when Lisa let go of my hair and pulling her fingers from my butt. She wasn't done with me.

 

She rolled me over, her almost invisible nipples brushing mine. She leaned down, biting my nipples and tugging on them. Rolling my on my side she pressed her body against my back and in one smooth motion got her braid around my neck, pulling back gently.

 

"That's right bitch, I'm the dreaded Lesbian Strangler and I'm getting ready to kill another beautiful woman." I struggled, jerked twice and went limp. Lisa played at dragging my nude body off the bed and into the bathroom. Laying me in the tub she straddled me and pissed on my "dead" body to mark her victory.

 

Rinsing myself off (she licked my boobs some first), I looked into those impossibly blue eyes. "I underestimated you baby, you have some delicious kinks. How do you feel about having a catfight?"

 

"What's a catfight?" she was obviously interested based on how she was rubbing her pussy.

 

It's kind of like professional wrestling but we fuck afterwards. We can punch and kick each other and bite in places that won't show if you are OK with that. We won't hurt each other, at least not too much. You up for it?"

 

Her answer was to pull me back into the bedroom and putting her fists up in an almost comical way. I put mine up and we circled each other. I saw my opening and attacked, punching her right in on one of her small breasts.

 

She looked shocked that I actually hit her, but I just smiled and kept circling. She got in a good shot in my ribs and a kick to my legs, she was getting in to this and I could see her juice running down her legs.

 

I lunged in, using my height advantage to overpower her and pull her to the ground. I gave her a good shot right into that flat, muscular belly before grabbing her tits, twisting them (not too hard). I could see some tears in her eyes, but I could also see she was determined to not give up, remembering her particular kink I got both hands on her exposed throat and squeezed a little. After a few seconds I rolled her on her belly and turned the table on her, wrapping her braid around her neck.

 

"I give! Please baby, I give up!"

 

I let her go and rolled her over, laying on top of her, tits on tits. "Did you like that baby?"

 

"You know, I actually did. I think I would enjoy watching you fight better than I would be in the fight myself."

 

"You'll get the chance I'm sure." I got my face right into her pussy and start sucking on her lovely clit, bringing her to orgasm within minutes.

 

We got into the bed, naked of course, and just snuggled and kissed. I was stroking her hair, her long braid hanging down with her head on my chest, licking at my nipples, her hand rubbing my belly.

 

"So Lisa, am I the first girl to see your lovely pussy?"

 

Now it was her turn to blush, and when Lisa blushed it was totally obvious. "Actually, no. I was in junior high and I was at a slumber party and we got to playing Truth of Dare. One girl dared me to flash the other girls, so I did. While I was doing that another girl pulled down my panties, so the other girls got to see a little. There wasn't any hair, just a bald little slit. Your tongue is the first ever to taste me."

 

I kissed her firmly. "I love you so much babe."

 

"Same here Cin." We turned out the lights and went to sleep, feeling totally warm and safe.

 

In the morning we got out of bed when we heard her parents stirring about in the kitchen. We showered together, this time peeing on each other's pussys. We got dressed and went upstairs for breakfast and afterward Lisa's dad took us to the school.

 

We moved in to the final week before the performance, so I was there after school every night. I had learned how to work the controls up in the booth, both lights and sound, and even Eric who had seemed skeptical having a rookie girl in "his" booth but even he had to admit I knew what I was doing. I was intensely proud of this.

 

As we moved into dress rehearsals I got to see Lisa in her costume for the first time. I was backstage up on a ladder adjusting some lights when I saw her down on the stage. I almost fell off the ladder. I mean, damn, I knew she was beautiful but in an Italian Renaissance-style gown with her hair in that long braid down her back my girlfriend was sex on two legs. Really. I would have fucked her right there on the stage right then and there, I did spend time later fantasizing about her in that dress with no panties on so I could get under it as eat her pussy with no one the wiser. I climbed down to get a closer look, holding both her hands.

 

"Oh my God Lisa! You look amazing." She blushed. With her pale skin there is no uncertainty about if she is blushing or now, I noticed that the red even extended to the broad expanse of chest she was showing off. The costume team had even managed to get her a bit of cleavage. Even though there was no one around I held back on kissing her because I did not want to spoil her make-up. I did whisper in her ear, "You have gotten me wet just standing here you naughty temptress!" Yes dear reader, the Shakespearean language had indeed rubbed off on me.

 

After rehearsal I was finalizing the light board, Eric was down on the stage, when I hear someone enter the booth. It was Lisa, now just in black sweats, which really made that wildly sexy hair stand out.

 

"So this is your domain babe?"

 

"In so much as Eric lets me control things, yeah. I can see everything from up here. Do you have any idea how much I have fantasized about you dancing naked on that stage?" Lisa had shown me some of her dance moves, naked of course, and that was something that would reduce me to an incoherent puddle of pussy juice every time.

 

She didn't say anything, she just smiled and took my hand, pushing it down into her sweatpants. No panties! I took the hint and pulled her in tight, locked in a tongue-wrestling kiss as I gently fingered her very wet pussy. At her peak she bit into my shoulder to keep from making her high pitched "I'm cumming!" noise and I felt her delicious juices flowing over my fingers. I pulled out my hand and licked my fingers off, she licked them too. Thankfully the stairs up to the booth creaked so we hear Eric coming in time to separate.

 

"You got the board set for tomorrow Ensign?"

 

"Aye sir!", we were very Star Fleet backstage, "Set and ready to go."

 

"Ok, well let's lock up and be back tomorrow. Make it so."

 

My dad was there to pick us up. We dropped Lisa at her house and headed home. I was really looking forward to Christmas break because I would be able to get my driver's license and my aunt was going to give me her old Volkswagen. Lisa and I could actually go on dates and I would be able to kiss her goodnight. Who knows, we might even be able to fuck in the back seat like two naughty teenagers.

 

The next night was our opening performance and it was glorious. Of course there were a few snags, occasional dropped lines, and a servant girl came out barefoot when she couldn't find her shoes, but there was nothing major. Eric agreed the lighting crew performed "admirably" (god almighty he wanted to be Picard) and when Lisa's scene came up, near the end, I could not help myself. I grabbed his arm, pointed excitedly, and in a good lighting-booth whisper announced excitedly, "Captain! That's my girlfriend down there!"

 

"Yes Ensign, we all know that. Yes, we know she's beautiful too." It was a badly kept secret that Eric was gay, but he did admit that Lisa was, in his words, "A girl who can make your teeth sweat." I think that mine and Lisa's relationship was another of these badly kept secrets, but the theater folks were probably the most accepting group at school. Yeah, it's a stereotype but it's still true. I know some of the (mostly) girls on the make-up crew had gotten Lisa quite excited about temporary hair dyes and the idea of dying her hair a blue to match her eyes. It was a fun group to be with and a nice adjunct to the Lesbian Mafia. Most of the girls from our lunch table came to one of the performances, my parents came to one, and Lisa's parents came to almost all of them. After the curtain call the crew joined the cast back stage and Lisa came running to me in a scene right out of a bad romantic comedy, jumping into my arms and kissing me leaving a big splotch of lipstick on my face. Another friend, Kyra, was on the make-up crew and could not stop laughing as she cleaned me up. Her comment was "Jesus, you lesbians so are so over-dramatic!"

 

So here ends Part 2. Out story will continue with an exciting school dance, the Christmas holidays, and lots and lots of exuberant sex. If you are liking this story please let me know (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and if you don't like it why are you still reading? That's a joke folks. Please also consider making a donation to keep the lights on with Nifty ( https://donate.nifty.org/).