Date: Wed, 27 Nov 2013 22:08:21 -0800
From: Kristen Livingston <jusasiam@cox.net>
Subject: Kristen's Awakening 2

From: Jusasiam < jusasiam@cox.net>

Subject: Kristen's Awakening 2

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Kristen's Awakening 2

      "A few months ago, Maggie and I were taking in an Arts and Craft
show, I think it was on a Saturday, when I spotted an ornament that I fell
madly in love with. Even though I loved it, I didn't buy it, not knowing
where to even put it if I did. Maggie knew I loved it, and when I wasn't
watching, she returned to the stand and bought the ornament, took it to
her jewelers and had these pennants made. It is just like the ornament, but
split in half. We now wear each half, and if put together, it makes it as one.
The only time I take it off, is to shower or when I sleep."

      "I know, I've seen you wearing it all the time. I loved it, but had no
idea it had a matching half." I told my mother.

      "Anyway, Maggie and I are together and we are lovers. With you
almost constantly in and out with Abby, that gave us the time to be
together. Now you know pretty much the whole story. I'm sorry I didn't
come to you sooner and tell you, but truthfully, I had no idea how you
would take it, and I didn't want to upset you or make your life difficult.
Maggie always said you could handle it, but I was so fearful, I just wanted
to protect my baby." As she was saying this, I saw the moisture building
her eyes once more.

      "Mom, you don't have anything to be sorry for. I never came to you
with my problem, but instead went to Maggie. I'm sorry I didn't trust you
enough to confront you with my problem. My fear of your rejection was so
great, I felt my world was turning upside down. I'd like us to forgive each
other's indiscretions and maybe from here on out, we learn to sit down
and talk to one another before jumping to conclusions."

      Turning towards Maggie, "Maggie, does this mean I can now get
house calls for any therapy I need in the future?"

      "KRISTEN!" My mother shouted, "God, how could you ask a question
like that?"

      Looking at Maggie and watching her trying to control herself while in
a fit of giggles, "Its ok Helen! Yes Kristen, I'd be glad to do house calls,
just for you."

      "Good, because diner will be at seven PM tonight, please try and not
be late. Oh yeah, one more thing, let's make it a slumber party, bring your
PJ's, ok?"

      "Kristen, I think maybe I'm a little old for slumber parties, don't you
think?"

      "Maggie, you're never too old for a slumber party. Please, just this
once for me!"

      "Well, maybe, but I'm not making any promises. I'll see you at seven
tonight, now I have work to do. I think my next appointment is waiting, and
I am behind as it is."

      After giving Maggie a big hug, I quickly stepped out of the office
giving mom and Maggie a moment together.

      My mother dropped me off at school so I could get my car. She said
that she had a client waiting for her and had to run. We got to talk a little
between Maggie's office and school parking lot, which made me feel really
good, not only being open and honest with my mom, but maybe for the first
time, I felt comfortable who I was. Now I had to fix things with Abby,
hopefully she is still talking to me.

      Once in the house, I called Abby. At first she was somewhat cold
towards me, not blaming her for the way I treated her the past couple
weeks. I had asked her if I could come by her house around six thirty so
we could talk. I told her I wanted to explain my sudden change in attitude
and why I was completely ignoring her. After a little begging and pleading,
she relented and said it was ok.

      I had about two and half hours before I was to be at Abby's, so I
cleaned the kitchen, set the table for two with candles, and got the ice
bucket ready to put mom's favorite wine in to chill. I found an Italian
restaurant that delivered, and ordered a complete meal for two, and made
them promise that it would be delivered by seven fifteen.

      Going into my closet, I picked out a nice blouse, low cut, not to tight,
but enough to extenuate my breasts. I pull out a pair of jeans, again ones
that were tight enough to show off my butt and my legs. I pull out my
sexiest bra and panties, a light rose' color, the bra trimmed in lace, as well
as the panties. Both are shear enough, except for the lace, it's like I am
wearing nothing.

      As I was taking my shower, slowly rubbing the soap over my body, I
began to wonder what Abby really things about my body. We have seen
each other naked many times, changing clothes, or getting ready for bed,
but did she ever really look at me. I know lately when I would see her
naked, or near naked, it made me feel funny looking at her, but it also
made me feel good at the same time. I started questioning myself, "is that
what it feels like when you start to fall in love with someone?"

      As I dried myself and started fixing my hair, I thought of all the things
I wanted to say to Abby. Things I needed to say to her. I wanted her to
know that it was a painfully process recognizing the fact that I truly might
be a lesbian, and that I was falling in love with her. The feelings of being
rejected, not only by her, but by my mother also, and the fear of being
alone with no one. With about forty five minutes left until I had to leave, I
need to write a letter and do some explaining. Getting onto my computer, I
wrote her a note explaining myself:

      Dear Mom and Maggie,
      I know I kind of hinted that I would be cooking
us something to eat. The fact is I ordered out and it
should arrive at seven fifteen. Mom, you took
Maggie to a really nice hotel and spent the
weekend together to discover one another. I can't
really do that with Abby, but I am doing what I think
is the next best thing, I'm spending the night with
her after I tell her I'm sorry for the way I treated
her, and by telling her how much I love her.
      Maggie, I told you it was going to be a
slumber party, well I kind of exaggerated the truth
on that also. I am totally for you and my mother
being together. It was my way of asking you to stay
the night with my mom by having you bring your
PJ's. If I had just said come over and spend the
night with my mother, you would have never shown
up in the first place. I want you to feel our home is
now also your home, if you choose so.
      I love you both, Kristen

      Having finished my note, I placed it on the table, next to the flowers I
picked from the garden. I put the wine into the ice bucket with some ice
and headed out the door for Abby's house. I arrived at the house around
six twenty. Normally I just walk on in, but today I felt that I needed to knock
and wait to be asked in. After ringing the door bell, Mickey, Abby's brother
answer the door, giving me that quizzical look like, "Why didn't you just
walk in like you always do?"

      "Abby is in the living room, our parents are trying to decide where to
eat tonight." He said.

       Walking into the living room, I received my normal warm greeting
from both Abby's parents, but kind of a cold hello from Abby, which
everyone seemed to pick up on immediately. Abby's mother said,
"Kristen, we're trying to decide between either pizza or spaghetti and
then a movie, what do you think, want to join us tonight?"

      "Oh no Mrs. Hart, I just finished eating a short time ago. I just came
over to tell Abby some new and exciting news."

      Mickey jumped up and yelled pizza, with Mr. Hart seconding the
motion.

      "Well I guess that settles it, pizza and a movie it is. Abby, you sure
you and Kristen don't want to join us?"

      "No mom, I want to stay and hear this new and exciting news Kristen
suddenly has to tell me."

      You could almost cut the tension that was in the air between Abby
and myself. Everyone looked at me, then at Abby, and thankfully, no one
said anything. I believe they thought it was just something the two of us
had to work out, and it was best to let us do it alone.

      "Ok gang, let's get going if we're going to make it on time for the
movie after eating, I'm starved," Mrs. Hart said. "Abby, there is some
lunch meat in the refrigerator if you and Kristen get hungry."

      After everyone left, Abby and I just sat there for a few minutes, me
looking down at my feet, slowly twisting my hands together while biting my
lower lip, unsure how to start, when Abby spoke up first.

      "I'm kind of hungry, why don't we go into the kitchen and make some
sandwiches, I know you haven't eaten yet."

      "Your right, I haven't eaten yet, you fix us a sandwich, and I'll tell you
what has been going on for the past few weeks."

      As we got to the kitchen, I sat at the counter, while Abby started
pulling the lunch meat and fixings from the refrigerator, I started talking to
her. I told her I wanted to start when I thought it all began, and that was
back when we all went to the cabin in the mountains. I told her how all the
sudden, she was doing small things that I noticed that seemed to suddenly
make me start looking at her a little differently.

      "Like what did I do?" She asked.

      "It wasn't anything that you did, but it was how I felt it was different
when you looked at me. It was like you just weren't looking at me, but into
me, and I started doing the same, when I was looking at you. When you
were making a point and would touch me on the arm or leg, how it started
sending little shocks throughout my body. After we came back, I kind of
chalked it up to my hormones kicking it due to my period about to start.
Even after I started my period, and long after it ended, these little
differences got more intense. As the months seem to past, I was almost to
the point that whenever I was near you, all I wanted to do was to be
touching you, not just our shoulders or hips touching, but it was as if I
always wanted my arms wrapped around you holding you tight against
me.

      The nights that we would slept together, it was always in the same
bed, and each night, I would cry myself to sleep for fear I might do
something I would regret. There were times I would watch you undress,
getting ready for bed, and I had to turn away, looking at your breasts, so
soft and firm, all I wanted to do was touch them, kiss them, and suck on
your nipples. One morning I woke up before you did, and as I laid there
watching you sleep, I realized that I had fallen in love with you. I knew I
had to get out of there right then, as I felt I could not contain myself any
longer.

      No longer making the sandwiches, "So why didn't you tell me back
then, why did you just start freaking out on me?"

      "Abby, I was scared to death. I was scared you would hate me for
falling in love with you. I was scared of what you would think of me as a
fucking dyke. In my mind, only lesbians fall in love with other women. I was
so scared if my mother found out she too would hate me, maybe even kick
me out of the house."

      As I sat there telling her all this, the tears starting down my cheeks.
The harder I tried to stop them, the harder they began to flow. As I sat
there, my tear drops falling onto the counter, I felt a pair of hands on my
shoulders, turning me on the stool. As Abby's arms wrapped around me,
holding me, she whispered into my ear, "Kristen, I was in love with you
that night we met at the dance. I was afraid to tell you, for fear of losing
your friendship as well. I told my mother how I felt about you, but decided
that having you as a friend was more important than losing you by telling
you of my feelings towards you. As much as we both trusted one another
with our secrets, that secret itself was almost too much to bare. When you
started acting weird on me, I knew I had lost you forever. I didn't know
what I had done to turn you away."

      "Maybe at one time, telling me would have scared me away, but after
I started falling in love with you, you had no idea it was your love I was
seeking. Abby, I'm still scared! You are the first person, except for my
mother, I've ever had feelings for. I've never held anyone close, I never
kissed anyone, I mean a real kiss. I'm scared I might even screw that up,
and you end up hating me."

      "You know my secrets, and you know that except for my family, I've
never loved anyone either. I never kissed, or held anyone. We'll take this
as slow as you want. We'll let each other know how we feel, and when the
time is right, we'll make love."

      Turn to face Abby, I took her face in my hands, leaned in and kissed
her lips softly. As our lips touched, I felt a little shutter from within. Abby
then kissed my tears away, then putting her hand to the back of my neck,
again pressed her lips to mine. Our kiss became more intense, my breath
quickened. I felt a warm glow spread from my hips to my breasts. I pulled
her closer, mashing my breasts against hers. I felt her tongue pressing
against my lips, seeking a way into my mouth. I parted my lips, letting her
tongue begin to enter my mouth. I push my tongue to meet hers. As our
tongues met, that warm glow grew hotter. I squeezed Abby tighter to me,
pushing my tongue deep into her mouth, her tongue dancing with mine, as
she began to suck on my tongue.

      Pulling back from our kiss, our foreheads resting on one another,
both of us panting to catch our breath, "Abby, make love to me. I want to
touch all over your body. I want you to touch me, I want us to teach each
other how to make love to one another.

      "Kristen, since I met you, I've waited for this moment. I can't tell you
the nights I lay in my bed, caressing myself, imagining it was you. If you
feel you're ready, I want this to be our time."

      "Pour us something to drink and we'll take these sandwiches to the
bedroom. I don't think we'll be leaving it anytime soon."

      As we walked into the bedroom, I felt totally at ease. I was scared I
might do something ass backwards, but I wanted this, so much. Abby
turned to me, saying, "let me go and wash up first."

      "No, you are as I always known you. I want to be the one to undress
you. I want to see you naked again, but this time with a different set of
eyes and a much different perspective.

      Hold her face in my hands, with her hands on top of mine, I kissed
her lips softly, kissing her cheeks, then her forehead, eyes, and back to
her lips. While kissing her lips, I dropped my hands to the hem of her t-
shirt, slowly starting to pull it up, my fingers touching her skin as I slowly
raised it up. When I got to her bra, I pulled the shirt up and over her
breasts, then forcing her arms up over her head, so that I might finally
remove the shirt. Letting the shirt fall to the floor, I traced my fingers up
her arms, across her shoulders to her neck. Again, I kissed her lips as my
fingers went to her bra straps, following them down until I felt the cups of
her bra. Lightly I traced around each cup, until my hands were completely
covering each breasts.

      Abby gave a low moan, letting me know how it felt for her. I leaned
in, giving sweet kisses to her neck. Abby raised her chin, making her neck
more accessible to my light kisses and nibbles. Kissing across her chest
just above her breasts, again she moaned, but this time a little louder. I
slowly pulled each strap down over her shoulder, then kissing the skin
that was underneath the straps, I reached behind her, undoing the clasp,
letting the bra fall free, exposing her breasts to me. I pulled her bra free
and dropped it to the floor along with her shirt. I gently touched each
breast with my fingertips, laying the palms of my hands on top of her
breasts, feeling her nipples becoming rock hard in my hands.


      Caressing each breast with my thumbs, I kissed the top of each
breast, going from one to the other, then wetting my lips, I brushed lightly
over the nipple, one, than the other. Abby moaned again and placed her
hand to the back of my neck pulling me in. I glanced up, her eyes shut
tightly, biting her lower lip, she forced my mouth onto her right nipple. I
opened my mouth, sucking on her harden nipple. I felt Abby sucking in her
breath as I sucked on her nipple. As I have pinched my nipples
occasionally, I lightly bit down on her hard nipple, again extracting a loud
moan from her throat. I switched to her left breast, doing the same to that
one, sucking, lightly biting on the nipple. Her breathing began to become
erratic, her moaning almost constant. Her fingers were entwined in my
hair, pulling and pushing me from one breast to the other.

      I felt the juices from my pussy soaking my panties, more than ever
before. I lower my hands, undoing the button on her denim shorts and
pulling down the zipper. Placing my hands on her hips, my fingers just
inside of her panties, I pushed both down slowly at the same time kneeling
before her. I planted kisses on her belly, following her shorts and panties
as I lowered them. Her soft curly hairs came into my view. I stopped
pulling her panties down, long enough to kiss the hairs, pulling them with
my teeth. As I started again to pull down the panties and shorts, her clef
came into my view, I could see the moisture already built up on her
panties. As I pulled them lower, the moisture kept them attached to her
lips, when finally they pulled free. I quickly pulled her panties and shorts
down, as she lifted each leg, I removed them and tossed them with the
rest of her clothing on the floor behind her.

      Starting at her feet, I slid my hands up her legs, over her thighs. I
reached around, cupping each of her ass cheeks in my hands, squeezing
them, pulling her to me. I kissed her mons, finally unable to wait any
longer, I extended my tongue and slid it between her lips, finally tasting
her juices that had accumulated on them. As I pulled her closer, I pushed
my tongue deeper between her lips, up and across her clit. Abby moaned,
grabbing my head holding me deep in her pussy as she froze having a mini
orgasm, which hopefully would be one of many that she would have this
night.

      As Abby began to relax, she started pulling me to my feet. As I
looked at her, I saw tears flowing down over her cheeks. I started to panic
thinking I might have done something wrong, "Abby, what's wrong, what
did I do wrong, did I hurt you?"

      "No baby! I'm crying because I am so happy. I had loved you so
much, and feared this day would never come. I now I feel every wish I had
asked for has come true, but I am going to wake up and find this is only a
dream. Please tell me this is not a dream."

      I began kissing away the tears, and after each little kiss I whispered,
"I love you Abby."

      Pulling Abby into my arms, I lightly kissed her lips, sliding my tongue
across her lips, I tasted the remnants of a salty tear. Putting my hand to
the back of her neck, I pulled Abby to me, kissing her with as much
passion I felt inside of me. Not having kissed anyone before this day, I felt
with all the dreams I had of Abby and I together gave me the experience I
needed to express my love to her. I felt her push me back a little, feeling
her fingers on the buttons of my blouse, opening it one button at a time,
then pushing it off my shoulders, she leaned in, kissing my lips, sucking
each lip into her mouth, then chewing on them with her teeth, while
reaching behind my back and undoing the clasp of my bra. Pushing the
straps off my shoulders pulling my bra and shirt off together, they fell to
the floor along with her clothes.

      Standing back, Abby gazed at my breasts, her fingers tracing across
my shoulders, down over my chest. Leaning into me, she gave soft kisses
to my neck, while her fingers traced circles around my areolas, causing
my nipples to harden. As she kissed my breasts, sucking lightly on my
nipples, I felt her fingers unbuttoning my jeans, pulling down the zipper.
Her hands circled behind me, her fingers going inside of my jeans, then
inside of my panties as she cupped my ass cheeks in her hands and began
squeezing and kneading them. As she dropped to her knees, she licked
my stomach, then lightly biting me where she licked, going lower and
lower until she was on the waist band of my panties. As she began pulling
down my panties and jeans, she would lick and kiss the exposed area.

      Never before have I felt so alive. As she slowly began pulling down
my jeans and panties, my knees began to shake. As she was pulling down
my clothes, she would lick and kiss the exposed area. When my panties
slid over my moms, I heard Abby sucking in her breath, as she kneelt
before me, gazing at my pussy.

      I didn't want to rush her, I wanted her to do this at her own pace. I let
my fingertips trace back and forth across her shoulders. I spread my legs
a bit more, giving her a view between my legs, letting her see my swollen
lips, and the juices that had coated them. Slowly she leaned her head in,
kissing my mons, then licking me through my pubic hairs. She ran her
tongue across the top of my lips, pushing slightly into my slit. Holding onto
my thighs, she pressed her tongue in deeper, tasting my juices on the tip
of her tongue. I let out a moan, feeling someone touching me other than
myself, and as if my hands were on autopilot, I started pressing her harder
into my pussy.

      She pulled back, and continued to pull my jeans and panties off. I
quickly stepped out of them which she discarded along with the rest of our
clothing. Standing now, we both looked at one another. My breath was
now ragged, my heart racing.

      Biting my lower lip, I pulled Abby to me, kissing her lips, I could taste
my juices on her lips. Putting my hands on her waist, pulling her in tighter,
I reached down, taking one ass cheek in each hand, I pressed my pelvis to
hers, our lips sliding back and forth on each other. Both of us were
moaning into each other's mouth, our tongues doing a dance, stoking the
fires of passion within each other.

      Finally, breaking apart to catch our breaths and before I could do
anything, Abby had pushed me back against the bed, causing me to fall
backwards across the middle of the bed. While starring into each other's
eyes, we managed to crawl up on the bed, our heads resting on pillows.
Each of us on our side facing one another, our fingers began to explore
one another.

      As we laid there, caressing one another, I believe we both knew that
before the night was over, we would be surrendering ourselves to one
another, but for the moment there was no rush, we knew we had all the
time in the world.

      "Abby, I just want you to know, I never meant to hurt you. I'm sorry. I
want to promise you that I'll never keep anything from you again, no
matter how much it may embarrass me."

      Abby raised up on her elbow, looking down at me; "You know
Kristen, there was probably a lot of things I could have done also, but from
here on, I also promise to talk to you, no more secrets, ok?"

      "Kiss me Abby. I want to feel your lips pressed to mine." As I
reached up behind her neck pulling her down to me.

      My heart exploded! I kissed her, and soon we were laying on the
bed, our lips locked together as if they'd never ever part again. We took
turns licking each other's lips as she had mine the first time. When our
tongues would meet, it was pure heaven, and the jolts of electricity shot
through me as we sucked on each other. Abby was so delicious.

      Our hands were in each other's hair, on our faces, and pulling us
together as if we were miles apart, and didn't want to be. I could hear
myself making a terrible racket with my moans of joy, then to the both of
us in a duet of our love. I knew Abby loved me. I could sense it, feel it.

      "My beautiful Kristen," Abby said when we finally did part so we
could catch a breath. "You were so mean to me. So wonderfully mean just
like I was with you so many times. I do love you, Kristen. I love you so
much. You have no idea how many times I thought of us kissing, and how
beautiful it would feel, how beautiful I know you are. From the day we met,
you were always in my mind. Tell me once more that you love me. Let me
hear you say it again."

      "I love you, Abby. God, how I love you. I've love you so much. You've
made me so happy, Abby. When I first realized that I loved you, I had no
idea how you felt about me. I guess I let my imagination wonder, I became
very scared about what it all meant. I began to fear rejection and hatred
from you, my mother, and your mother and father."

      "At school this morning, it seemed all those fears came true when
you said you no longer wanted me to be your friend. When you tore the
pendant from your neck and threw it at me, I thought that you somehow
found out I was in love with you, and you hated me."

      "Since this morning, I have talked to my mother. She said that she
kind of knew about how I was feeling towards you, and she said that she
accepts me, no matter what I decide. She told me that she and your
mother has had long talks about us. They both thought that we already
were lovers and said that they both felt that as long as we were happy
being together, they were happy."

      "Now, all I can say is that I'm so very happy." I carried on the while I
caressed her face, and filled it with many kisses of pure joy and love.

      "I'll be here as long as you want. I know we are young and many
uncertainties before us, but the one thing I am very certain of, I want you
today, tomorrow and for the rest of my life Abby."

      "You're so beautiful Kristen," she whispered, her hands caressing
my face, her fingers in my hair, on my neck."

      "The necklace I tore from my neck, I picked it up knowing how stupid
I was for even doing that. I brought it home along with your books. I put a
new chain on the pendant, I never take it off again."

      "For now, let's take a shower," Abby said with trembling voice.

      Sliding out of bed together walking hand in hand to the bathroom, I
looked at her brazenly, wanting her as I knew she wanted me. It amazed
me how quickly I had changed with the knowledge to accept myself for
what I am and the knowledge that Abby loved me.

      We washed each other's hair, hastily, but well enough. We were
constantly kissing each other, our hands always touching. This was better
than any fantasy I could ever have.

      "Be still, and let me wash you," Abby told me. I was, save for my
heart and my breath that labored causing my breasts to heave.

      It was too erotic. Abby knew how to touch, even with the washcloth.
She was tender, her touch leaving my body feeling so sensuous and
wanting. My breasts were screaming at me, making my pussy throb as my
mind or fingers never could with all of my fantasies. When Abby got to my
pussy, she hung the wash cloth up, and used her hands. It was like a soft,
tender sex massage, and I knew I had an orgasm, Abby's fingers were so
sweet against me.

      "God, Kristen, I'm lusting so much for you. You're so beautiful, so
sexy looking," she whispered, her voice full of lust. The next thing I knew,
Abby was on her knees, and spreading my hair with her fingers. I was glad
the shower had those skid proof strips and the hand rail. I hung on for life
as Abby's lips and tongue found my pussy. My body was trembling
uncontrollably. Lifting my one leg, I gave myself over to feeling all the joys
Abby was bringing to me.

      When my orgasm came from her tongue, I nearly shouted my
happiness. Instinctively, one of my hands was at the back of Abby's head
holding her to me as closely as I dared, she felt so wonderful. My hand and
lips were spastically moving, my tongue licking my lips that were trying to
babble something about how beautiful Abby was making me feel.

      "My god, I think I'm so going to love making love to you," Abby said
huskily.

      I wanted to take my turn in washing Abby as she had me, and making
love to her as she had.

      "No, my sweet Kristen. Please. Let me love you tonight," she
begged.

      I wanted to protest, to know all the joys we were to have, but I
nodded, and let Abby finish washing me, then rinsing me off.

      My legs were wobbly as I walked to the bed, my pussy still tingling
with joy. I dried my hair as best I could, then waited. Soon, Abby came out,
hair dryer in hand.

      "Come over here and sit at my makeup table," she said.

      I did. Abby stood behind me, leaning down and kissed me softly with
my face upside down, then dried my hair, her lips often finding mine, or my
nipples. She was driving me wild. Finished, she stood in front of me, her
pussy mere inches from my lips. I put my hands on her soft hips, when she
leaned down and kissed me tenderly.

      "God, I love you so much, Kristen," she whispered softly.

      Abby stood before me, her legs spread, giving me a view of her
pussy, and her gorgeous fine blond hair that surrounded it. Abby looked
so sexy as I looked up at her, seeing her gorgeous, lust inducing thighs
too. As she dried her hair, she looked down at me, her eyes blazing with
her own lust, and so much love. As I gazed at those wonderfully light blue
eyes, my hand slid up her leg, and into her pussy. Her wetness ran down
my finger, and I had to taste of her. Still looking at her eyes, I deliberately
moved my finger to my mouth, and licked off her juices then sucked my
finger to make sure I got all of her. I was about to hyper ventilate, I was so
excited. My hand went back to get some more, but Abby moved out of my
reach.

      She went to put on some high heeled shoes, then straddling my face,
and looking down at me, she bowed her legs just enough. It was perfect
for my mouth to reach her pussy, and I licked as rapidly as I could. It
wasn't easy, but it was so delicious, and I wanted more.

      "Just a little, baby," she whispered to me. I got all of her I could until
she stepped away from me. My breasts were heaving, and so were Abby's.

      In a moment, she came back, her heels gone, but with a comb and
brush in her hands. Kissing me again, Abby combed my hair, then brushed
it. It was all so exotically sensuous. I knew I was dreaming, or fantasizing.
This couldn't be real, yet it was. Finished with my hair, Abby moved me
gently so I was laying on the bed.

      "You are so beautiful, Kristen," she said softly as she combed and
brushed her own.

      My eyes were feasting on her gorgeous body. As she began to brush
her hair, she looked so sexy. I seem to be holding my breath as I watched
Abby put on a show for me. Yes, she was watching me adore her, and the
sensuous way she was showing herself off to me, making her breasts look
even more beautiful, more erotically desirable as she worked on her hair,
moving this way than that way. Finished, she put the comb and brush
away, but walked very slowly. I knew she was having a hard time
breathing as her breasts were heaving as much as mine were.

      Walking to the bed and lying next to me, Abby began to kiss my face
all over, then my lips. She pressed her lips to mine in a long, slow, full kiss
that had me sighing and moaning. Her one hand was stroking my ribs and
aside my breast, then the breast itself, but not for long as her lips replaced
her hand. I was squirming without effort, my hips doing so of their own
accord, a fire building within my pussy, as my juices slowly seeping out
from my pussy, causing mild burning tingle, and knew it was wanting to
ignite into a burning infernal.

      As Abby moved down my body, when her lips were on my belly, she
slid off the bed, and knelt there, pulling one of my legs off too, then slowly
kissed her way to my pussy. Abby kissed and licked my thighs next to my
pussy, then spread my lips.

      "Oh gggggod, Abby." I shouted as I sucked in my breath at the
wonderful feelings that were suddenly coursing through my body. It was
as if all the butterflies of the world had been let loose in my body, and
began having all kinds of sexual adventures within my body, and every
fluttering of their wings was tripping some sexual nerve in me.

      Soon I was moaning my pleasure, my hips writhing, moving here and
there with a wild movement of their own as if directed by every wondrous
sensation Abby was causing me to have. Abby was being so loving and
tender, yet I could feel her passions mounting as mine were. There was a
tenderness in her fingers, in the way her lips and tongue loved me, and it
was so beautiful. My hips began to thrash about wildly in abandon, and my
breath joined them. My moans became guttural, raspy, shamelessly telling
her my wishes, my sexual wanting, but it was so wonderful, so erotic. In a
moment, I screamed my joy, my fingers in Abby's hair, and pulling at her to
go deeper into me.

      "I could lick and drink you forever, I think," Abby said hoarsely as I
breathed hard from my wondrous orgasm. "If I wasn't sure at first, there's
no doubt in my mind now. My god, Kristen, I can't get enough of you," she
said, and began licking softly at my lips again.

      Soon she was licking deeply, sucking on me as best she could. Abby
was mean to me this time, but it was so sweet. Whenever I was at the
edge, wanting to orgasm so badly, she'd stop, or move away from where
she was, to my inner thigh, or even away from me. In a moment, she'd be
back, and all the sweetness that had gone before was with me again, only
to have her move away when I got too close.

      "Please, Abby, please. Oh god, it's so go-od," I stuttered.

      "Yes, my love, it is, you are, and I'm not ready to end it yet. God, you
taste so delicious to me," she said in a soft, tense voice, then went at my
pussy again, but much slower.

      Abby ate my pussy for such a long time, and truth be told, I loved
every minute of it. When my orgasm finally was allowed, I was wanting it
so much, and hating to have it end. For sure, my body was completely
worn out.

      My mind wanting to stop and sleep, but Abby was kissing her way up
my body, and dwelling on my nipples, taking her time suckling them. That
added so much to the afterglow I was feeling, intensifying by it, yet making
me horny for Abby to eat my pussy again. Abby was loving me, and letting
me know her love. There were no fantasies I'd ever had that could
compare to how Abby made me feel, the love I felt from her.

      "I love you so much. I want you again, and again, and then some
more." Abby was saying.

      I was crying quietly as she said that, and that was difficult while still
trying to catch my breath.

      My eyes so droopy, I sensed Abby pulling me to her, and my face
against her breasts.

      "Sleep, my sweet Kristen, sleep. Feel my love of you as you sleep,"
she cooed softly to me.

      "I want to love you, Abby," I protested even as sleep was
overcoming me.

      Sometime during the night, I felt the covers being drawn up,
covering my shoulders and a soft kiss on my forehead. I moaned and
hugged Abby tighter, feeling her love for me.

      Suddenly I was awakened by loud banging on the door. "Ok girls,
time to get up, you both have school today, no excuses." Mrs. Hart was
saying through the door.

      Lifting my head, I was looking into Abby's face, a smile on her lips
and a twinkle in her baby blue eyes. Stretching up, I gave those soft lips a
kiss.

      "Morning lover," she said as she squeezed me into her breasts.

      "Good morning to you my love." Giving her a kiss on her breasts.

      Thanks for covering me up last night, I think I would be frozen stiff if
you hadn't."

      "Sorry babe's, it wasn't me. Mom came in last night to check on us,
she was the one to cover us both up, and gave us both a kiss."

      "Ohhhh..." I groaned. "At least it won't be a total shock when we tell
them that not only are we together, but now lovers. You still love me and
want me, don't you Abby?"

      "Forever and ever... I love you so much Kristen."

      "Girls. I don't hear any movement yet, do you want me to come in
there and personally drag you both out of bed?" Mrs. Hart shouted while
walking past the bedroom once again."

      "No mom, we getting up now," Abby shouted.

      We both scrambled out of bed. Abby went into the bathroom to pee
and I started to make the bed. Once that was done I went in to pee while
Abby was brushing her teeth. We had done this so many times before,
everything seemed to go like clockwork. While I was brushing my teeth,
Abby would be getting us both something to wear from the closet. We
each kind of knew what the other was thinking of wearing, which I don't
ever think either one of us objected what was pulled out to wear.

      Walking into the kitchen, Mrs. Hart was standing at the stove, pulling
the bacon out of the frying pan.  When she was done and turned off the
stove, I wrapped my arms around Mrs. Hart and hugged her very tightly.

      Pulling back from me, she asked, "Good lord girl, what was that all
about?"

      "That was for being the second bestest mother I could ever hope to
have."

      "I'm not sure what to say, but I do want to thank you for the lovely
comment."

      "Mrs. Hart, could I ask something of you, would you and Mr. Hart
come over and have dinner with mom and me tonight, just the 5 of us?"
Giving her my little puppy dog look.

      "Yes, I think that is a wonderful idea, but unfortunately Michael Sr.
has to work tonight at the hospital, so it would just be me. I'll send Mickey
over to his friend's house to study and watch a little TV. What time would
you like for me to be there?"

      "Let me find out first what time my mom will be getting home. I'm
thinking maybe between six and seven, but when I know for sure, I can tell
Abby and she can call and tell you, would that be ok?"

      "I think that would be fine, now sit you two, eat and don't be late for
school." Giving us a smile as she set our breakfast on the table.

      Having talked to my mom, dinner was set for six in the evening. I had
let Abby know so she could tell her mother. I had also told her to leave her
car at home and ride over with her mom, that way we would only need one
car to go to school in.

      When I got home from school, my mother's car was already parked
in the driveway. I really didn't think she would be angry about last night,
so I was feeling rather good about myself and how everything seemed to
be going. When I walked into the house, I heard music playing on the
stereo and noises coming from the kitchen.

      "Hey mom..." I said walking into the kitchen.

      Walking up to my mom, I wrapped my arms around her, giving her
one of my super hugs and whispering I love you in her ear. Pushing me
back and holding onto my shoulders, she had this big ole grin on her face.

      "Kristen that was a wonderful thing you did last night. It really meant
a lot to the both of us. Before you ask, yes, she stayed overnight leaving
early this morning. Maggie was also very impressed with your note."

      "Oh mom, I am so happy for you and Maggie too. I really hope to see
her here often, but I want you to know I have not said anything to anyone
else yet. I wanted to talk to you first before I did. As you know, Abby and
her mother are coming over for dinner this evening, and... well Abby and I
want to tell you both together that we are now lovers."

      "Listen, if you don't mind since everyone is letting all their secrets
out, what do you think if I called Maggie, explained a little of this to her and
maybe invite her also. What do you think?"

      Looking into my mother's eyes, I could see a sparkle there that I
never really saw before. As I was looking at her, tears started forming in
my eyes and before I could stop them, they were flowing from my eyes.

      "Kristen, what's wrong, why are you crying?" As she took her
thumbs to wipe the tears from my cheeks.

      "Because for the first time in my life, I can see how happy you really
are. I've never seen your eyes sparkle as they do now." Wrapping my
arms around her neck I held her close.

      Pushing back a little, "The happiest day of my life is the first time I
held you in my arms, and now, this is the second happiest day of my life.
I've got two wonderful people who love me, and I have two people I love
the most."

      As I wiped away a single tear from her cheek, "I'm sorry mom, but
you miss counted, there are three of us to love you and three of us for you
to love. Aren't you forgetting Abby?"

      "Yes, of course, you are right. Now let me go and call Maggie and
see if she would like to be here also."

      "Oh mom, tell her to bring some clothes with her. Abby and I are
going to be busy, so at least you can have some company."

      "We'll talk more on that later, go and get cleaned up, do you
homework and then you can help me prepare dinner. Now get going."

      At five thirty Maggie showed up, and she did have an overnight bag
with her, along with some hanging clothes. Out of the corner of my eye, I
could see mom and Maggie hugging each other, until mom picked up the
overnight bag and started walking up the stairs. Almost fifteen minutes
later, Abby and Mrs. Hart arrived. Once everyone was seated in the living
room, introductions were made all around.

      I could see Abby giving me this weird look like, "what's going on?"
Taking Abby's hand I dragged her to the middle of the room.

      "Mom, Mrs. Hart, Maggie, I wanted you all here so that both Abby
and I could tell you together that we are more than friends, we are also
lovers. We know that we are young and have a lot to learn yet, not only
with each other, but about life in general. We know that there will be good
days and some bad days ahead of us, but together we'll enjoy our good
days and together, we'll face the bad days. Mrs. Hart, I want you to know
that I love you as much as I do my own mother, I really don't think I could
do without either of you. I only ask that you support Abby and myself in the
lifestyle we have chosen for ourselves."

      Getting out of the chair she was sitting in, Mrs. Hart came to the both
of us, wrapping her arms around us both, give us both a hug. Pulling back
from us and taking each of our hands in hers;

      "I've known now for some time the path Abby has chosen. I told her
then that I would support her and now I don't think she could have found a
better partner to be with. There are two things I would like to say, one,
now that you are actually a part of the family, you can stop calling me Mrs.
Hart, Mary will do just fine. The second thing is, both of you will finish
school and at the top of your class and both of you will be going to college
and getting your degree, is that understood?"

      "Yes, and we both want that to happen also. Mom, Maggie could you
please come and join us, I think maybe you also might have something you
wish to share also?" As Maggie and my mom walked up to us, I reached
out and took Maggie's hand in mine and giving it a little squeeze as my
mother started to talk.

      "What I would like to say is that Maggie and I have been seeing each
other for some time now. We had kept it a secret from Kristen until
yesterday, and last night we talked and I think I have convinced Maggie to
move in with us."

      Hearing that made my heart really swell with happiness for the both
of them. As I looked over at Abby, her eyes were open very wide and her
mouth hung open. Reaching over with my free hand I lifted her jaw with my
fingertips, closing her mouth. When she looked over at me, all I could do
was give her one of my ear to ear grins. I silently mouthed to her later,
which she understood. Mom then went on to say;

      "Mary, I really hope that this will not affect your feelings towards
Kristen and Abby being together, or being here in the same house with
us?"

      Mary then walk over to Mom and Maggie, wrapping her arms around
the both of them, "Helen, I could always see an unhappiness within you,
but now I see a totally different person, one that shows she is full of life
and happiness. Maggie, I really don't know you very well yet, but I want to
get to know you better. My door is always open to you, and I truly hope you
pass through it many times."

      After a few minutes of everyone hugging each other and wiping
away a few tears, I had to ask, "You know, the cafeteria food at school
really sucks, so Abby and I are really starving, would anyone like to join us
for dinner, or are we eating alone tonight?"

      This of course brought a giggles from everyone and we all adjourned
to the dining room where mom and I began bring the food out to the table
for everyone to eat.

      Dinner was great, mom, Maggie and Mary chit chatted about
everything from nuts to soup as they use to say. Abby and I just sat and
listened while we stuffed our mouths. After we were all done and the table
cleared and kitchen cleaned up, Abby and I walked Mary to the door. We
each gave her a hug and a kiss. I had asked her if it would be alright if I
stayed at her house for the rest of the week to give Maggie and my mother
a little privacy, something like a honeymoon. She readily agreed and said
her goodnights' to us.

      When we returned to the kitchen, we found Maggie and my mother
sitting at the kitchen table drinking a glass of wine. We said that we had
some homework to finish up on and then we were going to turn in for the
night. After hugs and kisses from everyone, Abby and I almost ran up the
stairs to my bedroom closing the door and embracing and kissing one
another. After a few deep passionate kisses we began stripping one
another, our clothes flying in every direction.

      We both went to the bathroom together and while one peed, the
other brushed her teeth and washed up, then switching. Going back into
the bedroom, leaving the light on and almost closing the door, giving just a
little light so that we could see one another.

      Once on the bed, Abby pushed me onto my back and started to
climb on top of me. I pushed her back.

      "Abby, last night you made me feel so loved and wanted. I need to do
that to you tonight, either good or bad, I need to try and make you feel the
same way I did last night."

      "Kristen, you already make me feel so loved and wanted. There is
nothing you could do that would be wrong or bad. Trust me, you'll know all
the good things you are doing to me." All the while she was talking to me,
her fingers were caressing my face and neck.

      Propped up on my elbow, my hand on the top of her head, I began
caressing her head, my thumb running across her forehead. Fingertips of
my right hand were tracing the outline of her face. I began kissing her
cheeks, going to each eye and kissing them. Moving down I lightly kissed
her lips. Running my tongue across her lower lip, I pulled it between my
lips, then letting it go only to lick them once more before pressing my lips
to hers.

      Sliding my fingers down her neck, over her shoulder blades and
downwards to her breasts. Using my fingertips to trace around her
breasts, upwards towards the nipples. Moving lower down, I now cupped
both breasts in my hands. As my fingers traced around her breasts and
areola's I planted kisses and licks following my fingers until I reach her
nipples. I would lick the nipple on one breasts, then using my finger and
thumb, lightly squeeze the nipple while licking and lightly biting on the
other. Abby's hands were on my head, pressing me onto her breasts,
while giving out soft moans.

      After sucking and nibbling on each breast for a time, I began to feel
her lightly pushing me downward, wanting me to go lower. Sliding
between her legs, her mound pressing into my stomach. Slowly I start to
slid lower. When I felt the hairs on her mound, against my breasts, I
stopped and started sliding my breasts back and forth across her mound,
letting my harden nipples cresses her mound. Reaching down, I pulled her
legs up, pushing her knees into her chest.

      With her legs raised and open wide, I let each of my breasts slid up
and down her slit, gathering her juices on my nipples. Abby had the
knuckle of her thumb between her teeth, trying to stifle her moans. With
my hands on the inside of her thighs, I went lower until I felt her fine pubic
hairs on my lips. Moving my face back and forth across her mound, pulling
on her hairs lightly between my lips, each time going lower and lower until
my lips were over her clitoris. Her vulva was swollen and very wet.

      Using my fingers, I spread the vulva open and started licking down
between the vulva and labia causing Abby to start jerking her hips and
moaning louder. Again, using my fingers I opened her labia. Starting down
on her perineum, I slowly moved my tongue up, passing over her vagina to
her clit. When I got to her clit I circled it with my tongue, teasing it. Again
Abby's hips were shifting back and forth, trying to get my tongue on her
clit. I slowly starting sliding my tongue back down her slit, collecting her
juices as I went. When I got to her perineum, I went a bit lower until I
touched her anus, again bring a louder moan from her lips. I moved my
tongue around her anus then back to her clit, licking deep into her vagina
collecting her juices and swallowing them.

      As I was circling her clit again with my tongue, I began to slide one
of my fingers into her pussy, slowly getting it wet with her juices until I was
almost to the second knuckle when I touched her hymen, causing Abby to
grunt a little. Backing off, I slowly fucked her pussy just with my fingertip
while licking and sucking on her clit.

      "Kristen, do it. Take my virginity, make me your woman, please do it
for me."

      "Are you sure babe?"

      "Yes, I want you to do it... Please."

      Licking her clit again, I started to add a second finger, slowly getting
it wet also. With both my fingers wet I went in until again I felt her hymen.
Pulling back a little I continued to fuck her pussy while sucking and
nibbling on her clit. Just as she was tensing up with her first orgasm, I
lightly bit down on her clit, ramming both my fingers deep into her pussy,
taking her virginity as she screamed into her hands she held them over
her mouth. I held my fingers deep in her, not moving as I lightly licked her
clit, giving her a chance to relax and get over the initial shock.

      As Abby began to relax, I slowly started fucking her pussy once
more. Each time I went inside of her, I started pushing my fingers in
deeper. Soon I began to feel her hips lift to the rhythm of my fingers
fucking her. Her moans were once more getting louder especially with my
knuckles pressed to her vulva, and my tongue flicking at her clit.

      I got myself into a steady rhythm, a little faster and just as deep. I
could feel the insides of her pussy beginning to grip my fingers. The
smooth wet tissues tightening more and more as I continued to fuck her.
Knowing that she was near, I again licked around her clit, then sucking it
into my mouth. Holding it with my lips my tongue and up and down flicking
of the clit, then suddenly changing to a side to side flick. Abby's hands
again covered her mouth as she raised her hips and froze, her back
arched, tiny screams of joy being muffled by her hands. I continued to
fuck her pussy as I was sucking on her clit. Her body began to jerk and
spasm.

      Not wanting her to become too sensitive, I backed off her clit, and
greatly slowed down fucking her with my fingers. As her body began to
relax, her hips settling back down onto the bed, I starting bathing her
pussy with my tongue. Pulling my fingers from within her, I licked all the
juices from her lips. I tasted the copper taste of her blood mixed in with
her juices. For me it was the nectar I would never again be able to
experience, the taste of my loves virginal blood.

      Feeling her hands on my shoulders, trying to pull me upwards to her,
I resisted, knowing that I was not done pleasing my lover. Seems like
forever, but I have dreamed and fantasied how I wanted to be treated and
loved, and now was my chance to show someone else my dreams.

      From the reaction I had gotten the last time I licked around her anus,
I knew that it had to be something very special for Abby to act the way she
did. Going lower, I slide my tongue across her anus, going back and forth,
then pushing on her anus with the tip of my tongue, Abby again moaned
out her pleasure, her hips pushing towards me, wanting more. I knew that
I would be doing this again and again, but for now I wanted her to cum
again for me. Going higher with my pointed tongue, I opened her labia with
my fingers, licking inside gathering her juices so I might drink more of her
essence.

      I started sliding my two fingers into Abby. I was going slowly for fear
of hurting her. With her relaxed, I could feel she was not as tight as she
was earlier. Circling my tongue around her clit, I slowly started adding a
third finger. Going very slow, I pushed a little deeper. Abby began
moaning louder as her hands were now pushing me onto her clit that
much harder.

      I had read somewhere that a woman's G spot was above and behind
her pelvis. Turning my hand slightly I started feeling with my fingers. I
soon found what felt like a sack, soft and giving. I had started to caress it
when Abby seem to start moaning almost continually.

      "Oh my God Krissy... yessss... don't stop... Oh God yessss." She
hissed.

      With my free hand, I reached up and started squeezing her breasts,
taking the nipple between my thumb and forefinger and pinching and
pulling on them. I started feeling the walls of her vagina again begin to
tighten up, her hips becoming erratic in their movement. I put my left hand
just above her pelvis, holding her, my fingertips wiggling inside of her,
caressing her little sack, my tongue dancing around and over her clit.
Again Abby arched her back, going stiff as she reached the panicle of her
orgasm.

      I felt her juices squirt out and over my chin and fingers. Taking my
lips off her clit, I began licking them from her lips and my fingers. I found it
to be much sweeter than I ever tasted from her. When her vaginal muscles
began to relax on my fingers, I started fucking her hard and deep. It
almost seemed like my hand was a blur, fucking her. I again wrapped my
lips around her clit and sucked it into my mouth, I knew that she was
starting to get a little sensitive, but I need to take her where she never had
been before. Again she froze, during her spasm she jerked herself into a
ridged arch. After a yelp, little gurgling sounds came from her lips.

      I continued to fuck her fast and hard, while sucking on her clit.
Suddenly she dropped down onto the bed. Pulling my fingers from her
pussy, I licked her pussy lips clean along with my fingers. I checked and
apparently she had passed out from her orgasm. Getting up, I went to the
bathroom, washed my face and hands, then bring back a warm washcloth,
began washing Abby, wiping the sweat from her face and chest, I finally
wiped her pussy clean.

      Looking back up at Abby, she had her forearm across her forehead.
Looking closer, I noticed that she was crying. Throwing the washcloth on
the floor, I cupped her face in both my hands. I was almost in a panic.

      "Abby... Abby... are you alright, did I hurt you, I'm so sorry babe's. I
love you so much."

      By now, Abby had put her arms around my neck, drawing me in
closer. She began to whisper in my ear, "I crying because I love you so
much. I'm so afraid that when I wake in the morning, I am going to find this
was nothing more than a dream."

      "Abby, that is exactly how I felt last night, but you know what, when I
woke up this morning, I was staring into the most beautiful blue eyes I've
ever seen, and tomorrow morning, you are going to realize that it's not a
dream, but you heart will be bursting with love as mine was this morning."

      Rising up, I kissed Abby, softly... slowly my lips parted as I felt her
tongue entering my mouth. As the kiss continued, our breathing became
more ragged, our love for one another bonding us together as one.
Reaching over, I turned off the bedside lamp. Move over babe's and lay
your head on my chest and listen to my heart beat It's rhythm of love for
you.

      Unbeknownst to us, when Abby gave out her yelp, Mom and Maggie
both had heard it all the way down the hall. As my mother was walking
down towards my room, Maggie had stopped her, and asked her to listen.
When they heard nothing, Maggie had told her to let us be, and if there
was a problem, surely one of us would come and ask for their help. I know
if I was a betting person, I would have bet anything that she had smile
plastered on her face as she and Maggie walked back to their room.

      With a knock on the door, we were told that it was time to get up and
get ready for school. Looking down at my chest, Abby had her head on my
chest, her hand was holding my breast. As she lifted her head, I could see
that she had drooled on me during the night. When she saw it, she gasped
at what she had done.

      "Oh Krissy, I'm so sorry ugh..." as she lowered her head and licked
up her drool.

      "Now kiss me Abby..."

      "But..."

      Pulling her face upward, I kissed her lips, pushing my tongue into
her mouth. When I pulled back, I looked into her baby blue eyes and saw a
sparkle in them.

      "Still think your dreaming?" While giving her a big toothy smile.

      She then scooted up higher and started planting kisses all over my
face repeating "I love you" after each kiss.

      Come on, we need to get up and shower and pick up so we can get a
bite to eat and make it on time for school.

      Waking into the kitchen together I saw that my mom was still
dressed in her night gown, and looked like she had just finished setting
the table for breakfast. When she saw us walking in, she came over to us
and asked.

      "Kristen, Abby are you both alright, I mean... I..."

      "I think I know what you mean Mom," Taking Abby's hand in my right
hand, I reached out and took Mom's hand in my left, just as I was about to
speak, I saw Maggie walking into the kitchen, all dressed for work.

      "Mom, Maggie, I want you both to know that I don't think I ever been
as happy as I am right now. I've got a mother I know loves me with all her
heart, well the part that she hasn't given away to Maggie that is, and I
have Abby beside me, hopefully forever and a day. I now have Maggie,
who I know cares about me also."

      Looking directly at Maggie, "Maggie I'm so glad you put me back
together, and now you also have become a member of my family. If you
would allow me, I would like to be able to love you as I do my mother, and
feel I can come to you anytime, even if only for a hug if needed."

      Maggie reached out and drew me in for a hug, then she also pulled in
Abby.

      "Abby, the same goes for you too. Anytime you have a question and
can't find an answer or you just need a hug, I'll always be here for you, for
the both of you." She then pulled us both into a tight hug.

      Looking over Maggie's shoulder, I could see Mom wiping a tear from
her eye as she turned back towards the table.

      After we had our breakfast, when Abby and I were about to leave,
My Mom came up to us and asked if she could talk to us as a friend and not
as a mother. Giving her a strange look, I responded, "Yeah sure, what's on
your mind?"

      "When you are both here at home, you don't have to worry too much
when you together in your bedroom, but when you're both at Abby's
house, I do think you need to be more aware of who might be around and
what they might hear."

      Looking over at Abby, I could see she was turning a nice bright red
from embarrassment, and knowing I too was turning a little red also.

      "Just a little friendly advice from a friend, ok?"

      "Yes Mom, and thank you..."

      As I was about to turn, I remembered... "Mom, I'll be staying at
Abby's house for the rest of the week. I already talked to her mother about
it and she said it would be fine. We wanted to give you and Maggie some
alone time, kind of like a honeymoon, if you know what I mean."

      "Oh honey, you really didn't have to do that, but I want you to know
we are going to enjoy every minute of it, thank you so much, the both of
you" As she again gave us both a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

      The first night we were at Abby's house, we all sat in the living room,
and Mrs. Hart... err I mean Mary told everyone what was going on with
Abby and me. I really wasn't too sure how Mickey was going to take the
news, but when he stepped up and said that he already felt that he knew
Abby was a lesbian, this was not a surprise for him. He did say that he was
glad it was me and not some bimbo from school. I think we all got a
chuckle out of that comment.

      Mr. Hart, Michael Sr. also said that he was pleased that Abby found
someone who cared for her as much as she cared for me. He only asked
that we be discrete at school or in public, knowing how some people felt
about it. We told him that we understood, and though we weren't going to
hide from it, but we weren't going to make a show of it either. As far as
anyone knew, were are as we were, best buds, joined at the hip.

      As the days turn into weeks and the weeks turned into months, we
were either at my home or at Abby's house. During the summer months
when it was time for the family trip to her grandparent's home, they took
me along this time. I was welcomed with open arms into their home. We
didn't let on that we were now lovers, but I think they kind of knew, even if
they didn't say anything.

      We both graduated the next year, me with a three point eight
average, and Abby with a three point nine five average. I was so proud of
her, I even kissed her in front of the whole school, shocking almost
everyone, including our parents.

      For our graduation party, we had a cook out at Abby's house, and of
course everyone was invited. Her grandparents were there wishing us
well. Office Todd had come by also, bring her love, a woman who was
almost as robust as Officer Todd, and very beautiful too. Alex even
showed up with her boyfriend, who we found out had just asked her to
marry him. Of course we all had to see the engagement ring to see if it was
worthy of her to wear it, and of course being over a carat, we thought it
was.

      Because of our high grade points, we had no problems getting into
the local university. I took up criminal justice and Abby had decided that
she was going to go into forensic medicine.

      When it was actually time for us to start our classes, we told our
parents that we wanted to rent an apartment instead of living in a dorm,
knowing that we would be separate, and there was no way that was going
to happen. With all the family members gathered around, they relented in
letting us rent the apartment, and they of course would help us with the
apartment and its expenses. Michael Sr. did make one stipulation on it,
and that was once we moved in together, we were not allowed to come
back home for any reason. If we had a problem, we had to stay and work it
out, one way or the other. Going home was not an option. I could see my
Mom and Maggie smiling over that idea.

      Of course during our time living and going to school together, we did
have a few disagreements. Sometimes I think they were orchestrated just
so we could spend the entire night having make up sex. Going online and
doing some searching, we found a few lesbian sites and reading some of
the stories, we learned different ways to please one another. Abby didn't
want to say anything, but I had purchased a strap on and one night I had
asked her to use it one me. I told her that I wanted to be able to look at her
face as she was making love to me. I wanted her to watch me when she
gave me an orgasm.

      We kind of took it slow the first time. I really think she was more
afraid then I was. More afraid of what it might do to my psychic than
anything else. During our first time using it on me, I was totally relaxed,
knowing it was my true love that was to be making love to me. I wouldn't
let her stop using it  until I was completely worn out. I truly believe that I
had at least eight or nine orgasms. The next night I used it on her, and like
me, she had many orgasms.

      We both felt it was not a replacement for our fingers and lips, but it
was part of our love making from time to time.





      To be continued... who knows, but honestly, what more could be
said for two women. One having gone through a great travesty, and the
other, having the patience and loving care so that they both could have a
life together. With that said, I truly hope you have enjoyed the story.

      I welcome your feedback and comments, so please let me know
what they are. They really do help me to become a better writer.
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