Date: Sat, 7 Nov 2020 11:07:22 -0500 From: Peyton Jones Subject: Love on a Mountain, chapter 1 Lesbian High School Love on a Mountain This story is the property of the co-authors and cannot be reproduced or distributed without specific consent of the authors. This work is Copyrighted. All Rights Reserved. It is written for your enjoyment only. This story about the love between two women and is fiction. Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental. Chapter One By Chrissy and Peyton "You have to go, Harper. Once you finish this year and you go to college next year, you'll feel different. You won't see the same people every day and if you don't want to tell them, you don't have to. Besides college has clubs you can join that cater to this plus the Forestry Club that you talked about with your father last week," Sylvia Roland explained to her seventeen soon to be eighteen- year-old- daughter. "See mom even you can't even say it out loud. Even you are ashamed of me," Harper told her mom. "How do you think I felt this past week when I started back for my senior year, knowing my own mom is embarrassed that I came out as gay?" "Honey, we told you we supported you but you insisted on coming out before your senior year started, instead of waiting until you went off to college," Sylvia reasoned with her daughter. "I don't know if you were intent on our friends and neighbors knowing, or if there was someone in your class at school you wanted to know. By telling half the school at your senior class reception that was not the way I would have let people know." "It just seemed the right time instead of telling one or two people at a time. Once the rumor mill takes over, I have to answer to everyone separately as they find out. I didn't know they were going to react that way and now it's like I can't walk the halls at school without someone whispering and snickering behind my back. The boys are all creeped out by it and they make snide remarks. You don't want to know but the word carpet is part of it. The girls think I will infect them if I talk to them and are coming on to them. I haven't changed over who I was last year, I only voiced out what I have been feeling these last few years and afraid to say." "I'm sorry you have to go through this Harper. If it is any consolation, your father and I have heard our share of comments too and some of the people we thought were our friends are gossiping about how could we allow such things to go on under our roof," Sylvia went on to explain to Harper. "Gosh mom, I didn't know. I didn't think how this would affect you all. I'm really sorry you and dad are having to experience some of this backlash too." Harper hugged her mom wanting her to know she felt her pain. "It's alright honey. When you get to be our age, the criticisms don't matter as much. But you still have to go to school. I'm not quitting my job to home school you. If you want to go to college, we want you to make something of yourself instead of having to work as a legal secretary like I do to make a living. You finish going to high school and graduate with honors like you should," Sylvia explained to Harper as they hugged. "I know and I do. If the last month is any indication of what the next eight months are going to be like it's going to be hard to finish," Harper said mostly to herself and not to her mom. "Did you send in the applications for the colleges you are interested in appying to? The deadline for early applying for most of the schools is the end of the month and they are on a first come first selected basis after that," Sylvia questioned Harper. "I sent two in already though they are not my first or second choices. State University has the premier forestry school and I'm working on it now. It is my first choice. It is taking more time because they require a minimum twenty-five-hundred word essay on why I should be accepted into their agriculture and forestry college," Harper told her mom. "A and M is my second choice. While it has a good agriculture school it doesn't have the same reputation as State has which is why it is my second choice and it only requires a one-thousand word essay." "Just remember college is your decision and the application process is yours too. I'll help if you have a question but the process of applying and filling out the necessary forms is your responsibility. It's called becoming an adult and learning responsibility." "Yes ma'am" Harper said knowing when her mother used the term adult responsibility she was serious and expected her to grow up and take charge of the situation and resolve it herself. Harper's dad was the one who got Harper's interest in the outdoors which led her to want to major in Agriculture and Forestry. He was an avid outdoorsman active in camping, hiking, backpacking and of course survivalist training. Jimmy Roland went backpacking at least once a month sometimes taking his wife but most times he took Harper who enjoyed it as much as Jimmy did. Jimmy was foreman at the local construction company and had been for the last fifteen years. Harper was an only child though not spoiled and was the focus of both her parents who loved her unconditionally and provided Harper with what she needed in high school. "Mom can I go see Rachel this weekend?" Rachel was the girl Harper was with when she discovered she was a lesbian. Rachel lived in a town almost fifty miles away who she met at camp this summer for those students interested in forestry. As much as Sylvia wanted to keep Harper away from Rachel because of the obvious reasons, she knew she couldn't stop what they did when they were together. "Would you be spending the night over there? I don't like you driving all that way. Then a few hours later turn around and come back?" Sylvia asked as this would be the third time Harper had gone over to see Rachel since school had started and the first time spending the night. "I can if she doesn't have any plans," Harper said now really wanting to go. "I suppose you can this weekend, but you have to promise you will work on the college applications next week and no more going over there or her coming here until they are complete." "I promise. That's why I'm going over there. I'll get her to help me with my essay I'm still struggling with. She has a way of putting things on paper which I can't think of doing," Harper said. "Don't have her write it. This is to be your application, not hers, so only ask her advice not help in writing it, okay?" Sylvia cautioned Harper. Harper after getting her mom's approval went into her bedroom to call Rachel to see if it was alright if she came over. "Hey, can I come over there this weekend and spend the night," Harper asked. "Sure, is there a problem?" Rachel questioned Harper. "No my mom says I can come over only if I spend the night. Who am I to question her when she gives us an opportunity to be together? Do you think your parents will mind? Besides your friends are more tolerant over there and I won't feel like I have the plague like I do over here," Harper explained to Rachel. "Coming out hasn't gone so well, huh?" Rachel asked. 'That's an understatement. I feel like I need to wear a suit of armor to walk the halls at school from the children, and I used that word on purpose, deliberately bumping into me then calling me dyke," Harper said with both sarcasm and sadness. "At least over there they may think it but they don't say it." "That's because my older brother would beat the shit out of anyone who tried that shit on me. Coming out much earlier in life than you with an older and much bigger protective brother has been an advantage. Besides being out four years now, everyone is used to me being around and now that they know I'm not contagious or won't come on to them, I'm no different than the rest of them." Rachel told Harper. "Well hopefully they will realize that I'm not either before this year is up so my body can recover from all the bruising it is taking," Harper laughed. "If it doesn't I'll massage it anytime you are over to make it feel better. So what time you going to come over?" Rachel asked. "I'll be over mid morning. I'm working on my essay for the forestry school and I could use your expertise in command of the English language." "So that's what you really want me for? My brain. What are you going to do when I'm away next year at Cornell?" Rachel asked. "Miss you beyond comprehension. Don't even make me think what it will be like once you are gone. Every day I miss you a little more knowing you are going so far away." Harper told Rachel. "Well if it hadn't been for the scholarship I'm getting, I would be going to State too. But it's too good of an offer and too good of a school to pass up. Hey, there are summers and holidays we'll still be able to see each other," Rachel tried to explain to Harper. "Please, a gorgeous girl like you at Cornell with all those other gorgeous brains. I don't stand a chance. You'll be dating some gorgeous brainiac within a few months and you'll forget all about this mountain girl," Harper replied. "Yeah, you're right. Who are we kidding?" Rachel laughed kidding Harper. "Hey, I can say that not you. You're suppose to tell me how pretty and intelligent I am and you wouldn't fall for any of those hoity-toity brains up there," Harper laughed but they both knew their chances of making it through college and still being together were slim to none. Saturday midmorning Harper arrived at Rachel's house. "Hi, Mrs. McCarthy, how are you?" Harper said as she walked into the house. "Hi Harper. It's nice to see you again." Harper and Rachel went in to her room and closed the door. They immediately came together and wrapping their arms around each other. They kissed several times letting their arms roam up and down each other's arms and backs. They only broke apart because Mrs. McCarthy knocked on the bedroom door. "There are muffins in the kitchen plus soft drinks if you are hungry. Later I'll warm up left over spaghetti for you to have for lunch," Mrs. McCarthy told them through the door. "Thanks mom, we can get it when we are hungry," Rachel said. "That was close," Harper said after Rachel's mom left. "She wouldn't have minded if she caught us. As long as we aren't having sex in front of her, we can show affection and she won't mind. It's the agreement we have with my brother and me. Now that we are old enough to know about sex, we can show affection and have sex behind closed doors. It's a tradeoff for us catching them having sex a few times. The walls aren't exactly sound proof in this house. Plus we are to use protection, well at least my brother is supposed to. Allowing us to have sex behind closed doors, they think we won't have sex as often since we are here in the presence of our parents." "Does it work?" Harper asked Rachel. "You only be the second person I have had sex with assuming we have sex and we don't require protection so it seems to work for me. I don't ask my brother but then again he doesn't have many girls over here. If we are still awake, we probably will hear my parents going at it so other than protection they are quite active." Harper thought about what Rachel said and was tempted to try it out because she was horny but decided to wait until tonight. Instead she got out her computer so she could get Rachel to help her with her essay. She needed to get it ready to submit, that is why she was over here. The essay took longer than what Harper thought as Rachel had found more to write and several areas she thought needed changing. It wasn't perfect or up to Rachel's standard but Harper was more than satisfied with the outcome; besides this was forestry not chemistry or English or even physics, Rachel's major where it had to be perfect. "Thank you for your help, Rach. I didn't realize I was so off on what they were looking for. Without you I would have blown the entrance requirement and wouldn't have had a chance to get into college this year, Hunter said. "You're more than welcome. Besides you were too cute and sexy with your tongue hanging out like you do when you're concentrating for me to let you fuck up the entrance requirement. Tonight I have other uses for that tongue that will satisfy both of us," Rachel replied giving Harper a quick touch to her pussy over her jeans. "Let's go see what mom is making us for dinner. I'm famished after that." Rachel said and took Harper's hand in hers and led her out to the kitchen. "What's for dinner mom?" Rachel asked. "Pork roast and potatoes with peas," Mrs. McCarthy replied. "Did you finish with Harper's applications?" "Yes ma'am, Rachel was a big help. I would have messed up my essay if it weren't for Rachel. Can we help you with dinner Mrs. McCarthy?" Harper asked. "That would be very nice Harper," Mrs. McCarthy smiled looking at Rachel. "Hey, I help out around here," Rachel retorted. "Yes you do honey and I appreciate it. I was just commenting on our guest being so eager to help after spending her Saturday working on school work," Mrs. McCarthy said and gave Rachel a peck on her cheek. "Why don't you get the peas out and put the whole bag in the boiling water, Harper? Why don't you keep track of the potatoes, Rachel? And the two of you can set the table for five." "What does that leave for you, mom?" Rachel said laughing. "I'm going to supervise the two of you and rest my feet," Rachel's mom commented and sat down on the kitchen stool. After dinner and a conversation about both girls attending college next year, the girls went back to Rachel's room to watch some television or that was the excuse they made. The way Rachel's room was laid out, her television sat on her dresser facing her bed so she was able to watch television while lying in bed. Initially the two sat up in bed leaning against the headboard with pillows to their back. After a half hour they were shoulder to shoulder kissing each other. Rachel pulled Harper down so they were no longer watching television but it still was on which Rachel knew would help to muffle any noise they would make. They cuddled kissing and holding each other. "Why don't we get undressed and put our pajamas on?" Rachel suggested to Harper. "Okay," was all that Harper could whisper as she looked lovingly at Rachel. Harper was still inexperienced at this having only made love twice before, both times to Rachel at summer camp. They got up and undressed both putting on sleep shirts with panties underneath. Both of them were hoping they would soon come off. They got back in bed cuddling some more with Rachel lying half on top of Harper. The kissing began with soft quiet kisses and soon escalated to more passionate kisses with Rachel slightly biting Harper's neck and one of her ears. Harper moaned and grabbed Rachel tighter as those kisses affected her mainly sending feelings between her legs. She felt Rachel's leg apply pressure between her legs and she began to move her pelvis up and down finding satisfaction in the steady movement of Rachel's leg. While they wanted to satisfy the other with their movement, at the moment they were more concerned with how it felt to grind the other's leg against their pussy so they continued to grind and apply pressure to the other. Their kissing became more intense as their breathing got more rapid and shallow. Harper's arms couldn't be any tighter wrapped around Rachel as she kissed Rachel's neck and shoulder moaning in between the kisses. Rachel being more experienced and bolder knew how to make things more progressive as she placed her hand onto Harper's small breast right at the exact moment squeezing Harper's nipple between her finger and thumb causing Harper to orgasm the first of what she hoped would be many that night. "Oh, oh, awwggg," Harper moaned as her pelvis raised up then slammed down only to repeat this every time a contraction flowed through her inexperienced young body. They continued to slightly hump each other as they kept kissing waiting for Harper to mostly recover from her orgasm. As she seemed to be catching her breath her body stopped jerking from the convulsions of her orgasm. They hugged again and Harper placed her hands on Rachel's cheeks as they kissed. Rachel took this opportunity to squeeze Harper's nipple through her shirt. "It's time you took this off," Rachel said and began pulling Harper's shirt up her body. "What if your mother comes in? She'll see us!" Harper asked getting worried. "Harper this isn't camp. There are no bed checks and we have complete privacy in my room. Remember my agreement with my mom? She won't open the door until I tell her it's okay to open it for that reason. Just like later when they get busy, we won't go and open their bedroom door. Though it would be tempting to see my mom and dad naked fucking like two bunnies," Rachel said and giggled as she was pulling on Harper's shirt to get it over her head leaving her only in her panties. It felt good to Harper to be almost naked lying in bed with someone else and she wanted to feel the same. "Then take yours off too so I can feel your skin against mine," she told Rachel. "I want you to take it off of me," Rachel said softly to Harper and smiled. Rachel watched every movement Harper made as she pulled Rachel's shirt up and off of her head. Rachel then shook her hair so it was fell back in place as she watched Harper's eyes. This was the first time Harper had seen Rachel's breasts and nipples as the only other time they made love was at camp and they kept their nightshirts on because they were in a room with two other girls. Harper brought her hand up tentatively even though she had played with and touched Rachel's breast before. The last time it was under Rachel's shirt so she could only feel and because the lights were out it was dark and she couldn't see. Harper reached out and cupped both of Rachel's breasts feeling how similar to hers they were being small very firm and soft to the touch. Rachel's areolas were larger than hers but the nipples were the same and when she rolled her thumb across them they grew instantly hard. Harper was running her thumb over each of Rachel's nipples causing both to snap back into place as if they were elastic. When Harper would do this Rachel would moan and get a glossy look in her eyes as she stared down towards Harper's hands. After moaning, Rachel leaned down and kissed Harper harder and more passionate than she had before. The two continued to kiss and moan while their hands cupped, squeezed and played with each other's breasts. This went on for several minutes with their breathing picking up until Rachel took Harper's hand and placed it between her legs over her panties. "I need to cum. Rub me there," Rachel gasped softly to Harper." Harper having masturbated before knew what to do and used her middle finger to find the slit of Rachel over her panties. Using pressure she opened it up and moved her fingers up and down. Rachel was very wet and Harper's finger had no trouble moving over Rachel's panty covered slick pussy. Harper's fingers had easily opened the lips of Rachel's pussy with her fingers parting Rachel's pussy lips. "Oh gawd yes, oh, oh," Rachel moaned. She grabbed Harper's wrist moving it faster across her pussy while she pushed it harder down against her moist slit. Harper was unconsciously moving her pelvis against Rachel's thigh and that was causing friction between her legs. That in combination with Rachel getting close to an orgasm had her close too. Using her free hand she pushed down on Rachel's butt just as Rachel jerked and moaned from her orgasm, causing Harper to explode as her orgasm overcame her. Both lay there for a minute to catch their breath their chests rising and falling as they took in air. "I'm surprised your mom didn't come in that time. You came pretty loud," Harper said to Rachel. "I told you she won't come in. She knows what we are doing. Once they start I'm telling you, you won't be able to hear over them. I wouldn't doubt if we created enough noise it gets them all turned on thinking of two young girls in here fucking away," Rachel said. "That doesn't bother you or creep you out?" Harper asked. "Naw, I hear it almost every weekend. Finally I have someone over to give them a taste of their own medicine. In a way it is sort of a turn on knowing they can hear us and getting turned on listening," Rachel reasoned. "We can stop if it bothers you?" "No, I'll be alright. It is just weird, that's all. Beside this has been much better than camp. Having you against me is too much to resist despite them hearing most everything we are doing," Harper softly said into Rachel's ear as she licked and lightly bit on Rachel's earlobe. "I don't know about you but my panties are very wet. Let's take them off and I'll show you how to really make love to woman," Rachel seductively whispered to Harper as her hand moved lower on Harper's stomach. "Mmmm, I've been waiting until we finger each other especially since we aren't wearing any panties and sound isn't an issue," Harper said not knowing that Rachel had more in mind that they had never done before. "No there's more than that for us to do. You'll love it and once you do it, love making will never be the same again. No need to worry about making noise because you won't be able to not let it be known how good it feels," Rachel warned Harper then smiled a big smile at her. Rachel then moved over Harper and kissed her mouth eliciting another long moan from Harper as her hand moved lower and across the soft hairs just above her mound. Instinctively Harper spread her legs to allow Rachel to move lower and let Rachel's hand experience the heat and wetness Harper had between her inexperienced pussy. Knowing what Rachel was doing with her hand Harper mimicked Rachel and moved her hand down Rachel's stomach feeling the fine hairs of her pussy. Rachel moaned to Harper, "yes, do what I do baby." Soon both of them had found the other's pussy lips wet and open for their fingers to explore which is what they did. Not having clothes in the way or other restraints Harper's fingers glided over and in and out of Rachel as Rachel had already found what she wanted in Harper. Her fingers moved in and out feeling all of Harper who wasn't sure she would last very long not having fingers this deep inside of her and moving the way Rachel was moving them. This was the best Harper had ever felt and her hips were moving up and down to get the most out of feeling from Rachel's fingers as she moved them in and out knowing how to graze them over Harper's g-spot. This sent Harper into a huge orgasm before she was ready and she banged her forehead into Rachel's as she came that hard. "Aaawwwggg," Harper gasped and her free hand grasped Rachel's wrist to hold it still so she couldn't move it as movement was causing Harper to jerk and convulse more. Rachel removed her fingers from Harper's pussy and brought them to her mouth, Harper not noticing this as she was still in the afterglow of her orgasm. Rachel moved lower going between Harper's legs. By now Harper was aware of her surroundings and asked Rachel where she was going. "To give you a feeling you have not experienced before and once you have you will never experience a feeling as good as this ever again," Rachel softly said to Harper with a smile. "Are you going to...oh god...I've never," Harper said and tried to lie back on the bed but at the same time she wanted to see and feel. As soon as Rachel's tongue touched her, her head flew back and she instinctively let out the biggest loudest moan. Rachel knew if her parents hadn't heard them up to now, there was no doubt now what they were doing. Rachel moaned herself from how delicious Harper tasted especially after her climaxing so many times tonight. She began to lick the cum that Harper had all over her pussy. "Oh god, oh god," Harper moaned over and over as her hands grabbed the sheets. Her pussy was on automatic going up and down to meet Rachel's tongue. "Fuck, oh shit," Harper said as Rachel kept up her licking occasionally sucking on her clit. Then it hit Harper like a bolt of lightning. She saw stars in her eyes and her body exploded as her orgasm consumed every bit of her. She gasped for air. Her body would tense then relax then tense up as another wave would roll through her. Harper never felt anything this good, this powerful, this intense, rack her body. It took her what seemed like forever to come down from the euphoria her orgasm had caused. When she did, Rachel was lying between her legs, her face over Harper's pussy smiling with the obvious pussy juices smeared around her mouth. "I take it you liked it?" Rachel said with her hand on Harper's pussy lightly caressing it. "Holy shit, I never knew anything could feel that good," Harper exclaimed. "I told you after having that done there would be nothing as good as someone eating your pussy for the first time," Rachel smiled as she knew she had pleased Harper. "Holy cow was that good," Harper said. "Yeah tell my mom and dad. Right after you screamed when you came, my mom moaned and came too. I think they were listening and got off from it," Rachel said. "Oh fuck, I'm sorry," Harper apologized. "It's alright. Let them have their pleasure. I'm sure at their age they are few and far between. Now before I do it to you again the only thing better than having it done to you, is to do it to the other person. I won't force you since this is your first time but if you want to try? If you don't want to I'm content to stay where I am and have some more of your delicious pussy," Rachel questioned Harper. "I want to try you," Harper replied without any hesitation. They first exchanged places then Harper got between Rachel's legs. She looked hesitant and almost scared but Rachel smiled and told her, "Only do what you are comfortable doing. No matter what you do, it will feel good." That seemed to put Harper at ease and she moved closer to Rachel's pussy. She appeared to be inspecting Rachel's pussy then she could smell Rachel's arousal being this close. It wasn't overwhelming but had a distinct and pleasant aroma. Harper seeing a few droplets of juices collect on the bottom of Rachel's pussy, opened her mouth and with the tip of her tongue stuck it out for a taste. She didn't cringe or get repulsed at the taste. In fact she rather enjoyed and liked the taste of it. "What do you think?" Rachel asked her. Harper was so wrapped up in what she had done she didn't hear Rachel. "Harper, what did you think?" Rachel repeated just as Harper took her tongue and licked Rachel from the bottom to the top of her pussy. "Oh fuck, that feels good. I guess you liked it," Rachel moaned. Harper then replied, "I don't know yet. Give me about a half an hour and I'll tell you." This brought a smile to Rachel's face. Harper took another lick this time getting a bigger moan out of Rachel. She continued to lick sticking her tongue inside of Rachel. "Yes, yes now you have it. Use your tongue to explore my insides. You can suck on it too. That feels good. Every once and a while suck and tease my clit with your mouth and tongue. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, like that. You are a fast learner, yes,yes, oh god!" Rachel moaned as she turned her head away and stared up to the ceiling. Harper was holding Rachel down as she was moving so much that Harper was having a hard time keeping in contact with Rachel's pussy. She could tell Rachel was enjoying what she was doing from her moving around and her moaning. She took Rachel's clit into her mouth sucking hard on it and using her tongue to draw it out. That was it as Rachel's body suddenly tensed, then went through a series of jerks as she loudly moaned, "Oh fuck Harper. I'm cumming!" Harper released Rachel's clit but she continued to lick Rachel's juices that were dripping from her pussy. Rachel had to push her head back as Harper continued licking her while she was in the midst of her orgasm and with the constant licking that was keeping her from catching her breath and recovering from the orgasm. "Too much, let me rest. Oh god Harper, for a first-timer you were fantastic. That was unbelievable," Rachel said as she pulled Harper up to her and kissed and with her fingers wiped the juices from Harper's face. They lay there relishing in the afterglow with the thought of eating pussy for the first time fresh in their mind. 'Didn't I tell you how good it was going to be?" Rachel asked. "It was unbelievable." was all that Harper could say. "What was your favorite part, giving or receiving?" Rachel asked. "I don't know. I liked them both. Do I have to decide?" Harper asked as if it were a choice she had to ask. 'You don't ever have to decide. But there is a way of helping you to see the difference?" Rachel said. "What's that?" "This." Rachel said and turned herself around and got on top of Harper so her pussy was facing down at Harper and Harper's pussy was facing up at Rachel. Rachel then lowered her pussy down to Harper's mouth as she lowered her mouth to Harper's pussy. "Oh fuck!" was all that Harper could say as Rachel lowered her pussy onto Harper's face. The next thing Harper felt was Rachel rubbing her pussy lips on her mouth and she felt Rachel suck on her clit. They continued to suck, lick and moan on each other as their orgasms built. Harper had pulled Rachel's butt down to her so she could have more control of Rachel as her tongue was like a machine as it went back and force across Rachel. Harper had never experienced anything as wonderful as this. When she first came out as a lesbian, she was not prepared for the joys of sex as she was experiencing now. To her kissing a girl had been fantastic and rubbing your pussy against the other's leg and hers against yours was the highlight of the evening. Now here she was eating and performing oral sex on another girl at the same time as she was performing oral sex on her and it was too much for her to handle. Her mind couldn't concentrate and before she knew it she felt the signs of her cumming again and sure enough Rachel felt it too and with one long lick of Harper's pussy followed by Rachel sucking Harper's clit into her mouth was all that was needed sending Harper into a world of her own as she tensed and shook moaning out as her mouth was attached to Rachel's pussy. The noise and feel of Harper cumming on Rachel's pussy was enough to send Rachel into a world of her own as she came right after feeling Harper's cum soaking her face. The two of them lay there spent, breathing heavily and soaked in both sweat and cum trying to gain some sort of control back over their bodies. Rachel had managed to roll off of Harper but she just lay there not able to move or say anything. They lay there for a minute catching their breaths when they heard from the next room, "Faster, harder, don't stop, oh god, awwggg!" The timing was too perfect and they looked down at each other and began to giggle trying to hold their hands over their mouths so they wouldn't be heard. "Going away to college and living in a dorm isn't going to come too soon," Rachel giggled. After that Rachel moved up next to Harper putting her arm across Harper's chest and saying, "Was it everything you hoped and wished for?" "And then some. I never imagined it would be this good. Where did you learn all this?" Harper asked. "You promise not to tell?" 'I promise," Harper softly replied inquisitively. "Three of four years back my uncle died. I used to go over to his wife's house on the weekend to spend the night. It was as much as keeping my aunt company as it was giving my parents alone time not that they needed it. Anyway one night I slept in her bed because she was lonely missing my uncle who died when he was only twenty-seven. I was comforting her and one thing led to another. By that time I was already questioning my sexuality and being with her convinced me of it," Rachel explained. "Do you still see her?" Harper asked. "All the time. She told me if I'm still available when I graduate from college she'll move in with me. Until then she says I should experiment with girls my age and if I fall in love it was meant to be." "Is that what you were doing with me, experimenting?" Harper questioned. "Initially, yes but the more we saw of each other the more I liked you and the more I was attracted to you. Am I ready to move in with you, no? Am I ready to call you my girlfriend and say I love you? Not yet, but you are the closest I could be to loving you and having you as my girlfriend," Rachel explained. "You are the closest to me having a girlfriend and saying I love you too. This is all too new to me and just having come out, I'm not sure I am ready to commit to anyone yet, though after tonight I'm not sure of anything. Holy cow, that was good!" Harper said. Rachel chuckled, "yeah, it was for me too. For a first timer you were fantastic, almost as great as my aunt and she and I have been doing it for a while." Rachel and Harper cuddled and kissed for a while before Harper lay her head on Rachel's upper chest and with her finger she slowly rolled Rachel's nipple back and forth until they fell asleep. The next morning they got up and came out to the kitchen to see what was for breakfast. Even though it was past eleven, breakfast was what they were after. After they ate, they were walking out when Rachel's mom was walking in, "Oh hi girls. Did you get something to eat?" "Yeah we had cereal, mom" "Don't you want something more substantive than cereal? Surely you are hungrier than having only cereal to eat?" Mrs. McCarthy asked. "We're fine mom," Rachel said and gave Harper a look where she first rolled her eyes then winked at Harper. When they got back to Rachel's bedroom Rachel whispered, "I think she was insinuating we worked up an appetite last night." Harper remembering the events of last night and how thin the walls were in this house turned three shades of red then had to giggle. Later the day Harper had to leave in order to be home by dinner time. As she left she thanked Mrs. McCarthy for having her over. "Oh you are quite welcome dear. You are welcome over here anytime," Rachel's mom said with a certain smile on her face. Again Harper and Rachel looked at each other and giving each other a wink and a giggle. Outside Harper thanked Rachel hugging her and giving her a heartfelt and passionate kiss. "When will I see you again?" Rachel asked. 'Probably not for a month or more, my dad and I are going camping next weekend then two weeks after that. In between I've got a part-time job to earn college money," Harper explained. "Well just let me know. I don't want too much time to come between us. I'm already missing you and you haven't left yet," Rachel told her. They hugged again and kissed a few times before Harper left to go home. -------------- Bailey Powell was the opposite of Harper. While they knew each other having attended school together since they were six-years old, that was the only thing they had in common. Bailey was and is a member of the "in-crowd" meaning she was very popular. She maintained good grades, and had been a member of the high school spirit squad for three years now. "Mom, did you wash my cheerleading uniform? You know I need it tomorrow for a pep rally," Bailey asked her mom. Diane Powell was a stay home mom, her husband George Powell being vice president of the local branch of the bank. "Not yet, Bailey, I haven't got to the laundry yet. You could always lend a hand and do a load with your uniform in it if want to help," Diane said trying to get Bailey off her butt and help out. "As long as it is done by tomorrow, I'm good. Besides I'm working on these college applications," Bailey responded. "I thought you had all those completed and submitted? What is taking you so long? The early submission date has already passed. You know you won't be going to the same orientation session with your friends. You will have to wait until the later session in the winter when it's cold," Diane told her. "I'll get in. They'll let me in if I just show up," Bailey said confident the college wouldn't mind or notice an extra person at the early orientation. ______ At school the next day nothing was different for either Bailey or Harper. Their classes were normal as was lunch time. Bailey sat with her group and chatted about buying this and that and wearing this because it looked good on her. They even made fun of the "dorks" sitting at their own table wearing their not so stylish clothes. They included Harper in that group though she sat at a different table with another group of seniors that didn't fit the "in-crowd" or the "dorks". They sort of fell in between except now that Harper had publically come out as a lesbian she had her own category. Bailey's group generally had no interactions with the other groups as they looked at themselves as better than the others and as such, at times acted as such. This particular day was no different as during change of classes Harper was walking to her next class when a football player intentionally walked into her knocking her books out of her arms and spreading them over the floor. Instead of helping her pick them up, most stood there and laughed the football player saying, "watch where you're going dyke" and kept walking. Harper bent down to get her books some which had been kicked aside as people walking by didn't offer to help. It was a teacher walking the hallway who offered to help at the same time giving everyone a disdainful look at those kicking Harper's books. "I'm sorry Harper. We seem to have a group of third-graders roaming the hallway with nothing better to do than to play kick the book down the hall which is school property by the way," emphasizing and raising her voice on the last part so those standing near her could hear what the teacher said. Harper not wanting to stir up more problems if teachers got involved said, "It's alright Mrs. Goodwin. No harm done. It was my fault for carrying school books as I walked to class." "If everyone had your attitude Harper we could solve world peace," Mrs. Goodwin said and chuckled at Harper response. Seeing this Bailey didn't laugh when the books were knocked down but she had to smile at Harper's response to Mrs. Goodwin. She continued to get her books out of her locker thinking to herself "why are people so mean? This is Harper Roland. Most of these people had known her their entire life and were friends with her until she made that public statement at senior orientation over a month ago. She was and is same person as she was before." School ended for the day and the pep rally began, kicking off football season which was to begin this Friday night. Bailey of course was there but Harper was not. It wasn't that Harper didn't want to attend, as she had always enjoyed the pep rallies and the games. Being it was her senior year and last season of high school sports, she didn't feel welcome anymore since she came out. A few of those that still were friends with her had tried to get her to go but she made excuses she had something else to do. Sylvia knew the school had a pep rally because it being a small rural town it was the talk at work today. When she got home she saw Harper moping around and she guessed the source of Harper's bad mood. As Friday approached she kept working on Harper to see if she was going to the game. She knew that Harper's announcement had created this mess and only Harper standing up to it could get her out of it. She just had to convince Harper. She knew that between the football players and the cheerleaders they would be busy during the game. That left those who could only watch to deal with Harper's source of depression. She would never embarrass Harper by her or Jimmy showing up at the game but she was tempted. She figured if she did it would be worse for Harper the following week. She just wished there was something else she could do for Harper. Friday came and between the discussions her mom and her had, and a few of Harper's friends, they had been able to convince her to go to the game. Everything seemed fine at the beginning as Harper and her friends took a seat. As the stadium began to fill up, Harper who sat on the outside of her group noticed no one would sit next to her. In fact some even refused to sit behind her, or in front of her making comments to their friends no way would they sit next to her. Her friends hearing this said, "Harper come sit between us," putting Harper in the middle of them. They had a few sit in front of her and behind her surrounding her so she wasn't alone and vulnerable from people's nasty comments. The rest of the season went like this with her friends surrounding her to protect her. At half time they would go as a group and half of them would get the refreshments so she would be able to drink and eat something without the server knowing who was on the receiving end of the refreshment as even they treated Harper differently. All of this Harper was able to take in stride and learned to accept it as a norm. School days were no different with snide remarks and intentional bumping into Harper. Harper was able to resolve the book issue by wearing her book bag in front of her instead of on her back and holding onto the zipper so no one could unzip it. As the semester moved closer to the holidays the first round of students were notified of freshman orientation at the college. Or course neither Bailey nor Harper were notified. "No problem. I'll just call the registrar and tell them I want to come for this orientation and not at the later date." Bailey told her friends. "Bailey, I don't think it works like that. They have everyone by registration date and you can't just call and give yourself a different date," one of her friends told her. "Yeah, Jennifer's right. They have slots available and you can't just go when you want to go." Later that week Bailey called the registrar of the State University to talk. "This is Bailey Powell. I applied for school and haven't received my orientation notice yet. I want to come for the one scheduled October twenty-second," she told the lady on the phone. "I'm sorry, Ms. Powell but we don't have you scheduled for that date. Did you early apply?" the registrar asked her. "No, I couldn't get my essay done for the pre-pharmacy college in time to early apply," Bailey said making an excuse when it was laziness that she didn't early apply. "I'm sorry, Ms Powell. Only early applicants have been accepted at this time. There is no guarantee you will be accepted in the next round so you will have to wait until the notices go out for the remaining applicants." "You mean since I didn't early apply I might not get accepted at all?" Bailey surprising questioned. "That's correct ma'am. Early applicants are weighted and determined eligible first. The remaining applicants are decided on a first come basis for the college they plan to major in. If that college is full then you might not be accepted no matter your GPA or your SAT scores. We can only take so many in each college and some fill up before the others do." "Can I do anything else to make sure I get in? What will I do if I don't get accepted?" Bailey now asked both upset and worried she might not go to college. "There is nothing you can do but wait until late November to see if you get accepted," the lady explained to Bailey. "But by then the early orientation will be over?" Bailey protested knowing her friends would all have gone to early orientation and now without her. "I'm sorry Ms. Powell. Getting early orientation is the least of your concerns right now. You should be more concerned with being accepted for the fall semester," the registrar told Bailey which no one had done to her before. She was used to getting her way and now having to wait to see was not to her liking. Bailey was beside herself. Because she waited to complete the essay she might not get accepted to the pharmacy school. Being a pharmacist was a goal of hers since she was little. But this was also the first time she had been denied something important and she wasn't able to talk her way out of it. When her dad came home that night she told him what the registrar told her and he said he would make a few calls and see. A week later her dad told this was one situation she couldn't get them to bend the rules for her. They had their rules on admittance and they would not change them for anyone. They had many more applicants than they did slots for them and if the applicant couldn't follow timelines their spot would be filled by someone else who could. Bailey for lack of a better word was screwed. She would have to wait when the general applicants were accepted and take her chances. Going back to high school she now had to face her friends and tell them that this college had screwed her over and if it wasn't for their pharmaceutical school she would have to wait a year to get in. While Bailey was experiencing drama in her life over getting her orientation notice and acceptance to the university, Harper was waiting patiently knowing she had not applied early and had to wait. She had her back-up college to go to plus two other schools she could go to if need be. Her main goal was to get a college degree, period. She would like to get into forestry but any college degree would work. It would just take her twice as long to accomplish her goal as those with forestry as a major. Those with a forestry degree were three four years ahead of those with a college degree which is what it took to get into the ranger program. "Harper, have you heard from any of colleges you applied to?" Her dad asked her over dinner one night. 'Yes, I've been accepted to two community colleges so far. I just submitted my applications to State and A and M and haven't heard back yet from either yet," Harper told her dad. "Why so late on the submission to the other two?" he asked. "It's my fault. They each had essays to write and I put them off because I hate writing essays. I finally asked Rachel this past weekend to help me," Harper told him. "You need to thank Rachel for helping you but you shouldn't have waited this late. Responsibility, young lady. That is what life teaches us, responsibility and accountability," her dad lectured her. "I know dad. It was my fault but they are both in and now it is a wait and see." "You were smart to apply to your back-ups first. It shows you were thinking get accepted first before you go for the other two in case you don't get accepted," her dad told her giving her some credit for thinking ahead. The following weekend Harper and her dad went camping. Her dad always made it a learning trip quizzing Harper on different scenarios once they made it to their camp area. This trip was a rugged trip that took them up the mountain to the second highest peak. They would backpack their way there leaving at six in the morning. On their backpacks they would take everything they needed including water. The goal was to limit their weight in the backpack to twenty to thirty pounds which in Harper's case was close to twenty five to thirty percent of her body weight. But Harper was already an experienced backpacker and survivalist so and she knew how to pack and what to carry and what not to. They would use stream water and filter it to fill their water containers to save of weight. Being the time of the year once they reached their goal the temperatures on top of the mountain would be very cold but there would be no snow. In winter this would change as the mountains would be covered in snow some drifts amounting to several feet of snow. Each of their backpacks was packed with what they needed. The rest they hoped they wouldn't need but they didn't leave home without in case of emergency. Some of the items they carried were one-person tents, a thermal bedroll, all the food they would need for three days in case they were delayed a day for some reason. They carried extra clothes and shoes, matches to light a fire, a one person pot to cook food in or warm up water. Some basic medical supplies in case either of them required assistance. Before they left they checked each of their backpacks checking off each item so that each had everything they needed to have. They arrived at their starting point and got their gear out. They stretched and after checking each other to see if they were ready they started out. Along the trail Harper's dad would point things out to her letting her know what elevation these things grew as reference as to what elevation they were at. Harper soaked all of this in even though most of it she already knew but it never hurt to be reminded. As a ranger this information would be important but as a survivalist it was crucial. As the day eeked on they noticed as they climbed that the foliage and leaves began to change signifying a change of seasons was near. By late afternoon they had reached their camping spot. They had reached it sooner than they expected which was good because they wouldn't be setting up their tents and or lighting their fire in the dark. After setting up their tents and getting the fire started they sat enjoying the solitude. "Have you heard from State or A and M?" her dad asked. "It's too soon to hear. The early applicants haven't even gone to orientation yet," Harper answered. 'What's with this girl you like? Is she into camping and backpacking too? Jimmy asked. "She did go to camp this summer and we had to hike and camp a few times but it wasn't anything too rugged. It was more group camping with tents already set up for us." Harper explained and she hoped her dad would leave it at that and not get too personal. "We seem to have a lot of time because we got here in record time. How did we get here so quickly?" Her father asked. "Because you didn't stop walking. I was beginning to think you had an appointment you were going to be late for. You walked faster and we took less rest breaks," Harper told him. "I hadn't noticed. I must have been thinking of something else as we walked. Anyway let's do your safety lesson. What do you do if your buddy has a concussion?" Jimmy questioned. "Keep them calm and out of the direct sunlight. No strenuous activity and something like playing cards in a simple no stress game if possible. Keep a close eye on them but get them out and to a doctor as soon as you can. If you have to, make a stretcher for them and carry them if need be," Harper explained to her dad. Whenever Harper and her Dad went camping this was part of their routine. Jimmy would always quiz Harper on some sort of medical issue or survivalist issue preparing Harper in the event her partner needed help or she got stranded out in the wilderness alone and she had to fend for herself. She had been doing this for years but to date had not needed any of it except for during summer camp one of the girls sprained her ankle. Harper was the only one who remembered how to make a litter to carry her back to camp. Thus Harper and her dad's weekend went. Harper enjoyed her time with her dad. It brought them closer in so many ways others couldn't imagine. Plus they shared their love for the outdoors. For Harper it got her away from the harassing atmosphere she was receiving while at school. The week after, Harper and her dad were back out only this time on a different trail. Her dad commented, soon they would have to day hike on the lower trails because it would be freezing in the higher elevations and the snow would be arriving soon making the higher elevation unmanageable. At college it was late October and the first group of students who were accepted to State, were returning from their orientation. "Oh Bailey, we had so much fun there. Our university host and hostess were the best and so funny. They really seemed to have so much fun at the school and made it sound terrific. We each were sold on going there after the first half of the first day there. If you go there we will have so much fun. Living there will be a blast every day without parents telling us what to do all the time," one of her friends said. "Oh my god, we are going to have so much fun going there. I met several girls who we can hang around with and they are going to be so fun," another told her. "And the boys over there. I was getting horny just walking the campus. A lot of them watched us as we were led around the school. This one dude held the door opened while we walked in to see a typical classroom. What a dream he was!" another said. All of this while it excited Bailey, it also depressed her because she wasn't able to go as she hadn't applied early. She had missed out on the fun the rest of the girls had and that only depressed and pissed her off. She had to endure listening to them talk about it for the next two days which made it even worse. This was to be the best time of her life and to be missing out on all the fun because she missed a deadline was so unfair. Mid-November arrived and the rest of the students started receiving acceptance notices for those who hadn't applied early. Harper's school was posting them knowing that the students would use them to carpool back and forth to this orientation. Harper was no exception. Once she received her acceptance letter, the next day she was checking the board to see if there was anyone she could carpool with to go to orientation. There were a few names on it she possibly could go with, but after she asked them they already had a full car. Bailey was in the same situation as Harper. Once she checked the list, there were only a few she would consider going with and being in a car with them for the four hour over there and four hours back ride did not appeal to her and her social status. She contacted those she would consider only to find their cars were full. Despite being the popular one which she figured would get her a seat in a car, it was the reverse as most of the students on the list felt she was too good for them, and they had found another ride. Time was running out and by the end of the day most names had been crossed off the list with the remaining going with their parents. The next day it was down to Bailey, Harper and one other girl who only needed a ride over as the girl's parents were meeting her there later that day. Bailey knew she would never hear the end of it from her classmates but it was either Harper or go by herself which her parents did want her to do. "Harper, do you have a ride to the orientation yet?" Bailey finally asked Harper. "No, I planned on going over alone. I didn't think anyone would want to go with me," Harper stated. "I'm sorry the way people have been treating you Harper and I know I am one of them but my parents said either I ride with someone or don't go until the second day. It seems my dad has an important meeting he has to go to on the first day so they can't go until then. Sharon Brandon needs a ride over but that would leave me with no one to come home with. If you would rather not because of how I've treated you, I'll understand." "Bailey, we've known each other a long time and at one time we used to play together when we were five or six. I think we could put all that time aside and ride with each other the four hours over then back," Harper reasoned. "Great, I'll drive and tell Sharon she has a ride over there. Thanks for understanding Harper. You're doing me a big favor and one you don't have to do the way you have been treated," Bailey stated. The carpool was set. They still had two months until mid-January when the second orientation period was to be held but at least they had rides. No one said anything to Harper about whom she was going to ride with but that wasn't the case for Bailey. "Bailey, are you really going to the orientation with that lesbo?"' "She was the only one I could get a ride with. My parents said I couldn't go over there by myself. Don't worry. I'm driving so I don't have to be in her car any more than necessary," Bailey told one of her friends. Later that day another friend asked her, "Tell me it's not true that you are going to have that dyke in your car with you?" "Yes, it's true. What else am I to do? My parents said I couldn't go by myself and it was either her or one of the other dorks. At least with Harper she will dress normal and won't stand out like a dork," she told another of her friends. What Bailey didn't know was when the third person asked her, Harper was about five feet directly behind her walking the same direction down the hall. "Bailey, I heard you got stuck with the lesbo going over to orientation." "Yeah, all the cars were full and my parents said I had to have someone with me and not drive that far alone," Bailey replied like it wasn't her fault but her parents. "Well if I were you I would not let her touch anything and take your car to the car wash and have it cleaned when you first get back." "I plan on it but I don't think she is contagious or anything. Maybe I should have the seats covered just in case," Bailey laughed. Harper overhearing the two was devastated. After her conversation with Bailey, she thought at least Bailey would be cordial with her but apparently she was being used by Bailey as a way to get to and from orientation. Being close to the weekend she went home and called Rachel. "Hey Harper, what's up girl?" Rachel answered her phone. Can I come over this weekend?" Harper asked. "Sure what's up? You sound like things aren't going well," Rachel asked. "I'll tell you all about it when I get there." "Oh wait. I was supposed to see my aunt this weekend. Oh well, I can see her next weekend. You sound like you need me more," Rachel told her. "Thanks, Rach. Is it alright if I stay the night?" "You don't even need to ask. I can tell from your voice this is going to be a girl's night for talking," Rachel said. That weekend after Harper arrived the two plus Mrs. McCarthy shared with each how things had been going since the last time they had seen each other. Rachel and Harper excused themselves to go talk about what Harper really was interested in talking about. It was obvious from the way she started and how her voice kept breaking as she tried to hide her emotions, the events had mattered to her a lot and what Harper's classmates had said had hurt her feelings. "I thought we were over the remarks and I could start having normal conversations with those people but obviously I was wrong. They all are a bunch of two-faced bitches who think being a lesbian carries a disease that they will contract if they come in contact with it. It hurts and like Bailey said, we used to play together when we were five or six-years-old," Harper blurted out not letting Rachel get a word in for the first five minutes. When she was able to talk the first thing she did was hold Harper hard around her upper body. "Come with me," was all that Rachel said to Harper as she led her out of the house and to her car. "Where are we going?" Harper asked as she got in Rachel's car. "To my aunts," was all Rachel stated. "I don't want to have sex with her. I don't know her," Harper replied. 'We are not going to have sex but you need to talk to her," Rachel stated. They arrived at Rachel's aunt and walked in without knocking. "Mary, it's me Rachel and I have my girlfriend Harper with me," she announced as she walked in. "Have a seat, I'll be out in a sec," Aunt Mary replied somewhere from the back of the house. A second later Rachel's aunt came walking out. "Mary this is my girlfriend Harper and she has a problem with people treating her like she has the plague now that she has come out of the closet." "I see. That's a normal reaction for people your age. Tell me more," Aunt Mary asked. Harper told her everything from the beginning up until now and by the time she was done she was close to tears. Rachel sat by her and between holding her hand and putting her arm around, her it was hard to think of Mary as a confidant to Rachel and not her lover. "Harper, yours is a different situation than mine and Rachel's is. With Rachel I have told her to venture out and play the field. She always knows she can come to me. We love each other and it is only our age gap and family relationship that keeps us from pursuing more of a binding relationship. With you, since you don't have anyone other than Rachel, your life can get complicated with clicks and being isolated at schools and how petty kids your age can be," Mary began. "As you get older people mellow and clicks aren't as important as the relationship." "I understand you and she have been discovering the love and joys of sex with another woman as you should. Keep this in mind, there is no greater love than that between two women and despite what others think or say you can't find a truer or more fulfilling love. That should always be in the foremost of your mind and from there other relationships are secondary. Rachel tells me you had a problem with someone at school the other day that hurt you very much. I believe you were hurt because that person means something to you. You may not realize it but in the back of your mind you have feelings for that person. They might reject all your advances or kindness but until you recognize how you feel about her you will continue to get hurt with her rejections." Harper had never considered what Mary was saying but when she thought about it she had always liked Bailey. What wasn't there to like? She was very pretty and in fact gorgeous. She was popular and besides the friends she hung out with she was very smart. Bailey however was straight as an arrow, there was no way she would ever like Harper the way Harper liked her. "My advice to you would be to ignore those comments from those that don't matter. They are made out of ignorance or hate. We can't control hate but those that speak from ignorance with education, patience, and understanding, we can either change their views or at least help them to speak from a more advantageous viewpoint so their words aren't so mean and pointed." Harper was beginning to understand the attraction between Rachel and Mary and she was envious Rachel had someone like her to guide her along the path of life. They spent the rest of the day discussing lesbian love, college now that Harper had been accepted to State and Rachel's house with the paper thin walls which they all laughed about. Mary said that is why she and Rachel made love over at Rachel's house so they didn't have to worry who could hear and what they could hear. Mary offered them to spend the night but though the walls were thin at Rachel's and her parents would know what they were doing, she would feel even more self-conscious at Mary's and she worried it would develop into a three-way which Harper was not sure she was ready for or willing to try. After spending the afternoon with Mary, Harper and Rachel went back over to Rachel's. In bed that night they cuddled up together talking until they heard the moans and bed springs squeaking from the bed in the next room. Rachel rolled over so she was half on half off of Harper and they kissed. Rachel's hand moved down to Harper's breast as she cupped and squeezed Harper's breast causing Harper to gasp taking in air as she pressed her breast into Rachel's hand. Harper with her hand on Rachel's waist moved her hand down across the front of Rachel and between her legs. Rachel helped by removing her panties letting Harper's fingers feel Rachel's pussy which was already moist but now getting wetter by the second. "Finger me Harper," Rachel moaned as Harper ran her fingers through Rachel's slit. "Finger me deep and fast," she moaned. Harper did her fingers slipping inside of Rachel easily. Rachel responded by moaning and squeezing Harper's breast harder. Harper with her other hand grabbed the back of Rachel's neck bringing Rachel closer and tighter to Harper's mouth as they kissed. Rachel moaned and moved her mouth and head next to Harper and moaned, "Oh god Harper. You finger me so good. You have the best fingers and touch all the right spots with them." Harper continued to finger Rachel with her wet pussy pushing down on Harper's hand. Rachel surprised Harper when she suddenly jerked as she climaxed coming so fast. Rachel rubbed her wet pussy lips on Harper leg then pushed her hand into the waistband of Harper panties finding Harper's pussy wet and waiting for Rachel to return the favor. But Rachel had other things in mind as her aunt had taught her another way to please someone. Rachel slid down between Harper's legs and began to lick Harper. Instead of just licking her she also stuck a finger inside of Harper causing her to grab the sheets and moan. As she finger fucked Harper, she pushed up on Harper's legs and with Harper's exposed rosebud she licked with her tongue. Harper jerked from the shock of what Rachel did but also from the sensation of how good it felt. Rachel used her tongue to continue to lick Harper's rosebud and soon the combination of Rachel's tongue on her rosebud, Rachel's fingers in Harper's pussy, she felt her climax building. Just when she was close to exploding, Rachel removed her fingers and she rubbed on Harper's clit sending her to a mind blowing orgasm. Harper didn't have to ask where Rachel had learned that new trick but she was thankful Rachel had learned it as that was by far the best orgasm she had experienced thus far. They cuddled up for the night and soon were asleep. End of Chapter One To be continued..... We welcome your comments good or bad. You can reach us at shanda321j@gmail.com. Please let us hear from you.