3 comments/ 88607 views/ 66 favorites My Teacher, My Love Ch. 01 By: APGilmore This story was intended as a 2 part story about a student dealing with a problem and getting help from her teacher. But it grew into a love story, so here is part 1 of 16. The story is quite romantic and deals with, love, truth, honesty and being true to yourself. Please enjoy and any comments will be greatly appreciated, good or bad. Part 1 - Secrets Revealed I was waiting, class would be over in 10 minutes and I was ready to finally tell someone my secret. I sat on the back row of my English class, my work finished about 5 minutes ago and since then, I have just sat and stared at the clock on the wall, watching it slowly tick away. I should feel nervous but I'm not, I know this is the right thing to do, I just hope my teacher is as receptive as I hope she is. For the last year I have discovered this secret about myself and kept it as such until I was able to deal with any future problems, I have been researching what I can and I feel it is time to finally tell someone. Later today I hope to tell my parents, but I want to tell my teacher first. I need support from someone at school and I feel Miss Taylor will be the one that can help me, because if other students and teachers find out my secret, I will need someone special, someone to support me in whatever negative situation I find myself. Only five minutes to go, I must planned this conversation in my head for over a week now, but I know these type of conversations can't be planned, because the outcome is unknown, not knowing how the other persons will react, but I truly believe Miss Taylor is the right choice. The bell rang loudly to all, signalling to everyone in the school that it was the end of class but also the end of the day, time to go home. I hoped that Miss Taylor had nowhere to go, because I knew I needed at least an hour of her time, if not longer. By the way before I forget, my name is Sophie Green and I am 18 years old. Since my early teens I have mentally and physically, felt I was a well developed young woman, even though I should have been classed as a girl. I always felt more mature than my age states. My sister told me I was 10 going on 18; I believed she was very serious when she said that. The people who know me well, have treated me as such, this has helped my confidence, which I will definitely need when I tell my teacher and my parents, my secret. Once the other students had vacated the classroom, I picked up my backpack from the floor hanging it on one shoulder, I then stood and started to approach Miss Taylor's desk. Since I started at this school, King Georges Comprehensive, over 5 years ago, I have been by myself, no friends my own age, I made the decision I could survive without them. But with the teachers I try and be friendly towards them, I feel they will understand me better. It has helped me to be noticed more as a very hard working student, which helps me want to work harder and impress that much more. Miss Taylor was one such teacher, except we had more of a friendship. It had built over the last 14 months since I started sixth form, if we weren't student or teacher we would definitely be friends, we enjoyed talking a lot about each others interests. We shared a lot of the same likes and dislikes, including the books we read. I was always instigating conversations about her thoughts of the world around us. I trusted her even more than my parents in some ways, like I could tell her anything, so I had chosen her as my secret keeper. She is finishing off what seems to be some marking. She is slouching, her head sitting on her hand of her elbowed left arm, while her right skimmed through the pages of the books and writing down her notes. She looked both tired and bored. Now I was starting to worry, was I doing the right thing, was it really a good time to have this conversation. Suddenly she looked up at me and as soon as she saw me she smiled at me. Her face softened seeing me, it seemed younger. I got my courage back and approached the desk. "Excuse me miss, but I was wondering if you could spare me some of your valuable time? I need to talk to you about something important to me." Even though I was confident, I was still slightly nervous and Miss Taylor seemed to sense this, she folded the book she was currently working on and put everything aside, giving me her undivided attention. My confidence slowly began to return, Miss Taylor was just the person I thought she is, caring, honest, trustworthy and forthright. "Sophie, please sit." She pointed to her one to one chair she kept just a few feet from her own chair. I dropped my backpack onto floor and sat down, keeping my back straight, my confidence returned, displayed in my posture. "I am your teacher Sophie, whatever you want to talk to me about, you have both my attention and confidence." "I really appreciate that. I need to talk to someone about something, that could potentially develop into a problem, mainly at school and I wanted to tell someone I trusted, hoping for, not only there guidance and support, but also needing a friend. I felt of all the people I know here, you were my first and only choice. Do you think it will be alright for you to talk to me, or do you feel that maybe this is something you cannot get involved with because of your position? It is quite personal. Whatever answer you give me, I will not hold it against you, I consider you honest and very trustworthy." Miss Taylor took off her reading glasses, folding them and placed them on the desk. Then she turned her chair so she was directly facing me. Miss Taylor is only a few inches taller than me, has long flowing blonde hair to my curly, shoulder length mousy brown hair. She is currently wearing a yellow summer dress. She gives off a very warm, welcoming feeling, giving my heart a much needed boost. The impression she is giving me is that we are equals, rather than as teacher/student. "This sounds very serious Sophie and without knowing the problem, I will not be able to give you a straight answer as to what my answer will be. So at this moment in time, with the fact school is finished for the day, I want you to consider me as your friend rather than as a teacher. I also want you to feel comfortable and call me by my first name Amy. Whatever you tell me will not leave this room, unless you tell me otherwise. I'm glad you can see me as someone you can confide in, but it makes me sad that there is no one else you could think of to discuss your problem or problems with. So when you are ready Sophie, tell me how I can help?" "Ok Mis... Amy, my secret is I am gay." Suddenly I held my breath, it was out finally, it felt pretty good to finally say it, I had read enough stories about this on the internet, reading peoples testimonies about not only coming to terms with there sexuality, but also the pressures and bigotry a person may face. Admitting or coming out to people was one of the harder steps, as well as admitting it to yourself. Amy just looked down nervously at her feet, she did not say anything for a few minutes. The longer she was silent, the more anxious I felt. Eventually she looked at me seriously and asked "Why are you telling me?" Not at all what I expected her to ask me, so I gave myself a moment to consider my answer. "One day soon, maybe, students and teachers at this school will find out. I am not the type of person to deny who or what I am. I wanted someone to hopefully support me, just someone I felt I could turn to, a friend. Even though you are my teacher, I trust you above all others and I know you will be there for me, as you have already said, I have your trust. I am sorry if this has put you in an awkward position." "I feel slightly honoured that you feel that way towards me, and you have my trust. To be honest with you, I hope it is not because you like me as anything more than your teacher. Let me rephrase that slightly, do you feel an attraction to me or see me as some sort of future lover." "I think you are a very attractive women, but my feelings towards you and my reasons for talking to you about this, are nothing more than as my teacher and my friend. Believe me, I don't feel ready to find a girlfriend at this moment in time. When I feel more comfortable with my sexuality or if I find someone I really care for in that way and that my affections are returned, I may take the next step, I just need a friend, that is all." "Well thank you again for your trust in me. It sounds like you have had to make some difficult choices, but why have you not told your parents first?" "At first I was going to, I have a very solid and open relationship with them, but I wanted someone at school to know first. I needed to know that when I do tell my parents, they know I have at least some support and guidance here first, it will at least mean they do not have to worry about what may or may not happen, in a place where they cannot look out for me. Not that I am asking you to watch over me or anything, but at least someone who knows me well enough to just be there for me." I was starting to lose my confidence, but more in myself than my teacher. Talking about it was harder than I thought it would be, hopefully now that I am finally coming out, what I am probably feeling is relief, rather than fear. "Are you scared your parent's reaction will be less than positive?" "No not really, they may not fully understand, but I do at least feel they will be very loving and supportive off my decision." "How long have you known?" "About a year, but as with everything I do, understanding it was the more difficult process. I have been doing a lot of research on the subject, mainly being a young lesbian and about coming out to your parents. The internet has been a most valuable tool over the year, helping me to understand what being gay will mean and what sort of future I am likely to expect. I know my life will not be as simple as people who are straight, but I am confident I am more prepared for the future. And now that I have just turned 18, I now feel ready and legal to come out to people." "So why now, if you do not feel ready to attempt to find a girlfriend. Maybe you should wait a few years, you may discover this is just a phase." "Unless you are gay also," she flinched at this, but I simply continued "you just know in yourself enough to believe the truth. I have been propositioned by boys into dating them. But now that I know I am gay, I will not lie, but there are only so many honest answers I can give to them, without outing myself. I believe that now I am 18, more boys will ask me out and eventually they may figure me out as different to other girls, and as I have said, I will not deny who I am. I have integrity and a strong belief in who I am, my sister told me that no matter what, I am who I am, I should choose to be who I want to be, and if people try and pressure you or force you to be someone you are not, then you may lose yourself. I hope you believe me on this, because another of the reasons I told you first, is that I felt you know and understand me better than anyone else." "I hope you don't mind me asking these questions, please do not think I am judging you. These are just things that others may ask, it is with hope that not only do you understand it, that I can understand it as well. I have no real experience on this subject." She stopped talking and looked down at her shoes. I could not see her face but from the shaking of shoulders and general body language, she was crying. "I am sorry Amy; please tell me what is wrong?" I touched her knee to let her know I was there if she needed me, but she flinched at my touch. "I am sorry again; I did not mean to put any pressure on you." I did not know what to do, so decided it would be better to leave. I picked up my backpack and made my way towards the door. But as my hand reached for the door handle I heard Amy sniffle. "Please don't leave?" she asked. My heart wept for the pain I heard in her voice, I immediately dropped my backpack and went to her, wrapping my arms around her, offering my support. After a few minutes she calmed down and asked me to sit again. I apologised again but she put her hands up to stop any further talking from me. "Please don't apologise, you have done nothing wrong, in fact, if anyone should apologise, it should be me." I was about to interrupt but she held up her hand again. "Please allow me to explain. There is a something that very few know about me, a secret hidden from many people especially from myself. There is this pain inside of me and I have let it consume me. I almost lied to you Sophie, which upset me more than you could ever know. I know that you have asked for my support and I beg your forgiveness for allowing my own past to almost break the trust we have built and ask for your support now. I need to tell you my own secret, it is finally time I stopped hiding, admit to myself the truth and finally tell someone." Part of me knew what she was going to say, but I gave her the chance to tell me. "Amy, nothing you tell me will leave my lips, I can see the hurt and pain in your eyes. If you need to tell me, you have my confidence and trust as well as my friendship. I will do my best to help and support you, that is the true bond of friendship and nothing would make me happier to have that bond with you. I believe we are true kindred spirits and together we can stand up to our fears, heads held high, together we can do anything." Suddenly she broke down again. I saw the utter relief Amy was showing, I had given her hope. This made me cry as well, I felt proud of myself for being able to help someone important to me. She quickly stood and lifting me out of my seat, wrapped me in a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around her waist as we held each other and cried. This was a major turning point in our friendship; the bond we had built over the last year was sealed. I had never felt a feeling as strong. After a lot of comfortable minutes in each others arms we slowly parted, Amy kissed me on the cheek and offered I take my seat again. Once she was seated and we had both composed ourselves, she gave me her biggest smile ever. "In all my life I have never felt closer to another person. It is a truly amazing feeling, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your friendship and support. I am extremely thankful that you have come into my life." "I feel exactly the same, I think we are closer than any two friends could be. It is a very warm and happy feeling that I do not wish to lose." "Whatever happens I feel nothing could ever break our friendship. You know, the moment you first came into this classroom, I knew just by that first smile you gave me that you were someone very special." "I felt it too, you understand me, you showed your trust and belief in me, better than anyone else has, you have truly become my closet friend and confident. So do you feel ready to talk, if you need more time, I can give you as much as you need?" "No, I need to do this now, I feel strong, stronger than ever. Sophie, I am gay too." Now this is what I was expecting her to say but it was still a shock, though I did feel closer to her. "So you know what I am going through, that helps me a great deal to know I have someone who knows what to expect and who I can talk to without any prejudice." "Well as I said earlier, not many know my secret; you are the first I have told in 12 years. Since then I have been too afraid to admit it. I haven't even dated to confirm my true feelings. I have hidden myself away from the world and just stuck to teaching, distracting myself with books and homework. There are two people in the world that I have had strong feelings for them. I hope to find love one day, true love, but my fears, I am afraid, got the better of me." She wasn't crying anymore but seemed very upset. "So these two people, you were afraid of telling either of them?" She gave herself a moment to compose herself. "Please bear with me; I have a lot to tell, especially to you. It will only work if I explain everything to you, so that not only do you understand what you may face, better, but also what I have been afraid to face myself. I know I should have talked sooner about this, but I never felt I had the right opportunity to voice my fears, until now. Sophie in the time you have started this conversation, you have helped me so much. I have been given the true gift of friendship, I feel blessed to know you and hope whatever ever I say neither upsets you or ruins the bond we have sealed this very night, a bond that has developed over the year into something special." She paused again. I slid my chair forward so I could be closer to her. I held out my hands so that I could hold hers, offering my non-verbal support. She took both my hands and held them tight. She gave me another smile and continued. "I was 15 years old when I first told anyone of my feeling, it was my best friend. For years we were friends and for most of that time I was very much in love with her. At first I never understood how much I really loved her, but whenever we were apart I felt a loss. It was a very difficult time for me, still is in fact. My parents had recently divorced and for some reason there time with me was limited as they tried to deal with, not only the loss, but finding someone to replace the other. I was left behind to fend for myself, luckily Claire was there to support me. It was just after my 15th birthday that I attended my fathers wedding, but only if Claire was allowed to come. During the party I asked Claire to dance, just because no one else seemed to ask me. She agreed and it was during that dance I realised just how beautiful she was, how much she meant to me. It was on that night I knew I was gay. I ran from her that night afraid of what I was feeling, having no understanding what I was going through, I apologised later explaining I needed air. After several months I understood that I had always preferred women to men and had also learned of the term lesbian. I needed to talk to someone, so I felt my best friend would understand and stay by my side. I did not tell her that I liked her that way or anything, I just told her that I liked women sexually. She then asked if I liked her as more than a friend. My answer was honest and true, I would not lie to her, so I said yes, but her reaction was not of friendship. I told her I did like her that way, I loved her very much, but this was not what she wanted to hear. She became very angry at me, called me a lot of names I didn't understand, though I could hear the hate in her voice. After that I never spoke to her again. We avoided each other at school and ever since. What hurt more than anything though, was that she not only told her parents, who told my parents, but she told other students, which soon turned into the whole school knowing. I was picked on and ridiculed; it was the worst time of my life. When I finished school, I left home and the county, going to university to study to become a teacher. Sophie, the person you chose to tell your secret too, me, was the one person who actually became a teacher to be able to be there for the students. Other teachers may have simply denied the problem was there, like my teachers did at my school. And I only hope your parents at least carry on talking to you, because once I left home, they no longer wanted to have anything to do with me." Gradually as she told me her story, more and more tears cascaded down her cheeks. I could feel her pain, not only in the years of unshed tears, but in the way her hands were shaking. "I am sorry Amy that you had to go through that alone, but now I am here, you can share your pain and let it out. This is the time to finally break free of your pain, hopefully now you can finally accept it and move on with your life and find someone who deserves your love. I know you have plenty of love in you, that not only do you use everyday to help you students succeed but also for people like me, who need that love and support to help them through the rough roads of life. I am very glad to have you in my life and knowing I was absolutely right to choose you. I only hope that there is another out there, the love of my life, who is just like you." She broke down again but also pulled me into another hug, the best yet, we both felt the love and friendship we shared and both felt even stronger towards each other as we cried happy tears. We both slowly parted, I looked into Amy's eyes, seeing right into her soul. I raised my hand to gently wipe the tears from her face. She reached up and held my hand to her face as she learned into it. As she held it there, her other hand held my face. It was then I realised that I loved her, like the moment she felt with her friend, it was a shocking revelation, but it was a truth I could not deny. Looking into her eyes, I could see that she felt it too. My hand gently stroked the hand that was cupping my face while my thumb on my other hand caressed her cheek. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 01 "I love you." I said softly. After everything Amy had gone through I needed to tell her that, but not only for her but for me. Even though I was coming to terms with my true self, what I had just said along with the gentle strokes my hands were making, I knew I had found my one true love. Amy smiled, a few gentle tears left her already swollen red eyes. "I love you too Sophie." At this declaration to each other, we both leaned towards the other. Our eyes closed, our heads tilted as our lips joined in the most amazing feeling I have ever experienced. Our first kiss. It was very gentle, a kiss that both of us could truly feel the love we felt for each other. Eventually we parted, but we kept our faces close. The smile on her face was the biggest I had ever seen, mine I felt, was just as big. We just looked at each other for a long moment. But eventually we both let go of each other, remembering where we were. She broke the silence first, it was the only time I was very afraid of rejection. This showed on my face. "I don't regret that kiss, if that is what you are worried about? But I am your teacher, as you are my student, which in the rule books of all schools, is number one on the not to do list. But we both love each other, a love I know is strong and true, that we will hopefully share for the rest of lives, I will not lose that love, now or ever." I nodded my head gently in agreement, truly stunned that all this was happening. "Forever." I said simply. "This is not going to be easy for either of us, we have to be very careful, and I am not going to lose you. I need you Sophie like I need air. I don't ever want to feel the loneliness I have felt in the last 12 years. I will hand in my resignation in the morning." "No! I do not wish you to leave." I said it harshly, but I left no doubt that I would not let her do this. "But I cannot be here and have you as well; it is just too risky if anyone were to find out." "I need you here and so does every one of your other students. You are one of the best teachers in the school, you may think I am biased but it is the truth. Firstly I would like to say we are partners now. Partner's means that no matter what happens, we are in this together, we make decisions together, and that is one I refuse to agree to. I may be just a student, but I know who I am and what I want, but I also understand the risk we undertake. We have some big decisions to make, but together we can do anything. We are meant to be together, whether it is now or in 10 years. I don't think I could wait another year to be together when my schooling finishes here. We need to be together now and forever. I love you Amy, I know I only truly knew it and told you a short time ago, but I feel as if I knew that from the moment I met you. But with everything I am I will protect you and our love and make sure for now, nobody finds out." By now neither of us was trying to stop the happy tears we both shed. We were sharing a moment neither of us would ever forget. "I loved you too from that moment, I did know it, but I felt you would never know." "I was the second person you mentioned earlier." She simply nodded. "Amy I am very afraid of what tomorrow brings us, I know it won't be easy. But we have tonight and I want to suggest something to you. Before I tell you I want you to understand, that we agree or disagree together from now on. But it may help give us some peace of mind for the future." "You want to tell your parents about us don't you, when you tell them you are gay." Wow, we really do love and know each other well. "Does our love mean we can read each others mind?" She laughed, which was nice to hear after a night of many tears. "Kind of, as you say, we are partners, for that we need to understand each other, I know you well enough to know this is too important to keep this from them, and with there support and hopeful acceptance, we must have no secrets from the ones we love, especially each other. I agree you should tell them, though I think you should do that yourself, but if you want me there I will be?" "You know I am still shocked at everything that has happened tonight, a night that will mean more to me than anything else. We should get home before it is too late. I told my parents I would be staying behind, that I wanted to talk to my teacher; I asked if they could both stay home tonight, so I could talk to them after. Can you give me a lift home?" She nodded happily. "I agree that I should talk to them on my own, but I would like you nearby so I can have them meet you afterwards." "I will drop you off and then go home, get something to eat and I think I need to freshen up a bit. I will give you my home number, I don't live very far and I think it should only take me few minutes to get back to you." We both agreed and even though we were both tired, we both knew this needed to be done tonight and not leave it till tomorrow. We both exchanged each others numbers, both home and mobile and left to head off to our future. Apart from directions we spoke very little to each other as we headed to my house. I think we were both nervous, me for the added news I was going to give my parents. This is why you should never plan a conversation; you never know what the outcome will be. Amy, I think, she was worried about me and what my parents were going to do or say. Her job and livelihood was very much at risk if my parents became disagreeable, which even I could not promise would not happen, so remained silent on the conversation. Once she stopped the car outside my house, I needed some reassurance. "Amy, can I have another kiss, I need to share our love if just for a moment?" She looked in my eyes and then nodded, as we both brought our lips together for a brief second kiss. "Sophie, no matter what I love you, whatever happens, I will support you in anyway I can." "Amy I love you too, I'll never get tired of saying that, nothing will keep us apart." My Teacher, My Love Ch. 02 Part 2 - Telling My Parents I approached the front door to my home, but before I entered, I turned and waved as Amy drove away. I took a deep breath and opened the door. At this moment, my life was about to change, but which way would it change. If my parents truly loved me, they would trust my choices in life; Amy and I could enjoy a happy, not easy, but definitely happy relationship together. We did agree this is true love and we would be together forever, but even I was smart enough to know that life is not always that easy. I don't doubt Amy's love, but life is funny, things can change quite easily so all I can do is take each day as it comes and hope. Tonight is a good example, after my conversation with my parents, even though I am confident that my parents accept that I am gay, will they allow my relationship with my teacher? There is a lot of doubt, do I really know them that well. I just really hope that tonight ends positively. "Mom, dad, I'm home." I heard shouts of hello coming from the direction of the kitchen and living room. I dropped my backpack on the floor near to where I hung my coat, took of my shoes and decided to head to the living room. My mom was sat on the large 3 seater couch, comfortably reading a book. I walked to the far side of the room, to a 2 seater couch that I normally used. My mom finished off the page she was on, slipped in a bookmark and placed it on the coffee table. Turning to me she gave me a smile. "Hello honey, did everything go ok with your teacher?" I was nervous and it probably showed, but at the mention of Amy I smiled. "Not quite what I expected but it went very well, better than I hoped. When you and dad are ready, I would like to talk to you both. I have a few things to tell you that you may not be happy to hear, but I do hope you will at least stand by my decisions?" "This sounds really serious Sophie. Do you want to wait for dinner or do you want to do this now?" "I don't mind waiting till after dinner, but I really want to do this as soon as possible." "Mark, could you hold off on dinner and come in here please?" My mom shouted to dad. After a short while my dad entered the room with smile on his face. "Hello pumpkin, how was your talk with your teacher?" Before I could answer my mom interrupted. "Mark, it seems it went well, but Sophie has something very important to tell us." He sat down and I felt the room suddenly tighten around me, so I took a few deep breaths. "Please don't worry honey, whatever you tell us, no matter what we will support you, we promise you that ok." Encouraged mom. "I want to believe that, but it's not quite what you want to here." "But it is obviously important to you and the fact you want to tell us rather than keeping it a secret means a lot to the both of us. If you can be honest with us, we can be honest and understanding with you. We both love you very much Sophie, you are too important to us to judge either your choices or mistakes." I looked at them both nervously. "Mom, dad, I'm gay." They sat there for a moment, turned to each other then turned to me with a smile. "We know honey." my mom said. "How do you know?" I blurted out, this was news to me, but the relief was immense, confusing, but still I felt huge weight lifted of my chest. "Your sister told us before she died." How did my sister know, she died over a year ago before I knew. "But I didn't even know then." Dad spoke next and to say tonight had been full of revelations and twists already, what he said next just about floored me. "Sophie, on the night your sister died, she wanted to reveal some things. It seems Sally felt she was living a lie for most of her life. What she told us was shocking, but not because of what she said, but because of the fact she felt too scared to come to us with her problems. If she had told us, maybe she would have been able to have at least a happy life, even if it would have been short. She told us she was gay, but was too scared to tell anyone. We were both sorry we did not know this: we felt if she had told us, our support may well have helped her deal with it. We explained this to her, it was quite an upsetting revelation for us all. Sally then said she had a feeling that you may also be gay and no matter what we should show our support. She explained that she spoke to you beforehand, that she told you to be open and true to yourself, without fear of what other people might think or say, people would either accept you or they were not true friends. I only wish we could have told her the same thing. You have our support Sophie, always. We love you and nothing you can say will make us think any less of you or your choices in life. We may not understand what you are going through, but you have our love and support, we promise you that and hopefully you have also found that support with your teacher." I was crying through most of my dad's speech, as was mom. I did not realise how much I missed my sister. We were close but we never confided with each other. After she spoke to me that night, I felt better about myself, more confident and realised that if I needed to, people who cared for me were there if I needed them. If not, at least I was honest with myself. It was the single most important lesson I ever learnt and my life is better because of it. Especially now, since I have found my love. Well I hope my parents will understand what I have to say next. My mother handed me a tissue and we all tried to compose ourselves a little. "Thank you both for that. Sally was right, being honest and true to yourself, rather than to do what you think other people want you to do is an important lesson. Sally's words had a big impact on me, especially true as to what I am about to tell you." I held breath; my parents encouraged me to continue. "I have known for about a year that I am gay, but have spent that time researching what it will mean for me. Even though it may not be an easy path to follow, follow it I shall, it is who I am, I am not ashamed of that, and with your full support I know I will be fine. Well as you know, I decided to speak to Miss Taylor first, my English teacher, so at least I could tell you I have someone at school to support me, because if knowledge of my sexuality were known by students, my schooling could be interrupted by possible negative reactions." I paused, I need a just a moment. "This is hard for me to tell you, but please understand that what I tell you now was unexpected, and I am very happy it did. I have Miss Taylor's support but I also found true love. Mom, dad? Miss Taylor, Amy is her name, and I have discovered a very strong love for each other as well as a strong bond of friendship. We hope to have a relationship with each other and would like your support." This was not something they expected to here. Dad stormed out the room very angrily while mom just stared at the wall. I waited patiently for whatever happened next. I needed Amy here now, I really needed her presence, I even considered sending her a text, but I felt it would be better to just wait. I needed my parents to know that this was important to me and it was a choice I had made, not something I was forced into. Eventually my mom stood and came and sat down next to me and pulled me into a loving hug. I could not stop the tears. "I am so sorry mom, I did not mean to upset you or dad, I just needed to be honest and tell you, Amy agreed. We will have to keep this a secret from everyone else, but I would not do that to the ones I love." Then we cried together and eventually my dad returned to the room. "Sophie, I would like to meet this teacher of yours as soon as possible?" "Why, what are you going to do?" Part of me was angry but mostly I was very afraid. When dad left the room he was so angry, but even though he had now calmed down, I had no clue as to what he was going to say or do. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and I knew it was Amy, don't ask me how, but she had heard my heart scream her name, knew that I needed her and had come. Dad went to answer it and after a few moments both Amy and my dad entered the room. I got up and rushed into Amy's arms, I needed her, needed to feel her heart beating, need to touch her. As we hugged my dad sat with mom and started a quiet conversation. Eventually Amy and I parted. Amy kept eye contact with me, silently showing her love and support. Taking her hand I led her to the couch my parents were previously seated in. With neither of us talking we just sat and waited until my parents were ready to talk. While I waited, I wondered what they were discussing, trying to watch there body language, figuring out whether they were angry or sad, were they going to break a promise of love and understanding and forbid our relationship. I just didn't know, I was still holding Amy's hand and that was enough to stop me from running out the room, I was so sick to my stomach. Eventually they both turned to Amy then to me. It was my Mom who spoke first. "If your intention was to shock us, then you succeeded, I've never seen your father so angry." Dad then interjected. "Sophie I hope you believe me, that even though I lost my temper slightly, when you told us you wanted to have a relationship with your teacher; it was the shock of it all that got to me. You hear stories about teachers who have sex with there students and I think it was more fear than anything else that made me react so angrily." Mom and dad were seated like us, holding hands and offering each other there love and support. "Sophie we both love you" my mom began "But this is just a very unusual situation, we have promised your our love and support, but we can't help but feel that this is just too wrong. How do you expect us to allow your teacher to take advantage of you like this?" Amy and I were about to speak, but my mom just held up her hand to stop us. "However, we both said we trust you completely and if you say that this is what you want, then we can only hope you have made the correct decision." She then looked at Amy, sizing her up. "Amy is it?" Amy simply nodded. "We have promised to trust Sophie and to support and love her, but I am sure you understand you have both put us in a very difficult position. Hopefully though, now that we have both calmed down, we should discuss this together. We may discover that what you two have found is both special and pure, not something that society and any parent would frown upon, the idea of allowing a teacher and student to have a sexual relationship." Amy agreed and was about to continue but I decided that I needed to explain to my parents what exactly was going on and to finish the conversation I had started before my dad left the room. I turned to Amy. "I need to explain this to them, is that ok?" She thought about it for the moment, then let me continue. "Dad, before you left the room, I was given you the plain and simple truth of what we have. At no point did I say we were doing anything sexual, just that we simply had a loving friendship, which we wanted to develop into a relationship. I am 18 years old and Amy is." "27" Amy said. "27, but what you need to understand firstly and foremost, are that in terms of experience, we are both at exactly the same place. Neither one of us has any experience in what it takes to have a relationship. Even though Amy is both 27 and gay, she is just as inexperienced as me, having neither had any type of relationship with anybody else. In fact, when I was talking to Amy earlier, it was her integrity and honesty that led us to now. Tonight was as difficult for Amy as it was for me; she has her own fears to face before we can embark on anything sexual. So please let me tell you that neither one of us is ready, when we are, I am sure at that point we may decide to discuss the matter with you. I feel I am not ready for that, I maybe 18 and legally i can do what I want but school is very important to me as it is to Amy, so all we are asking is for your love and support and to believe me when I say that, apart from sharing a few kisses in private, our relationship will remain to everybody else as just a friendship, nothing more. I love you both and I will not lie to you, but I also cannot and will not deny my love for Amy." I wasn't angry really, but I felt they jumped to too many conclusions without listening to me. But this was a big deal; it was not something society would accept, ever. My parents had every right to question us, I would not begrudge them that chance, but Amy was now a part of me, I had to fight for us. "Mr and Mrs Green, I know this is a shock to you both. It is also a shock to Sophie and I. I am not here to defend my actions, whatever action you feel you must take against me, I will not stop you. I am here to support Sophie, I promised I would, I love and support her fully." We both remained silent, we had both said what we needed to say and hopefully this was enough for them to realise that this was not something sordid or evil, but something based purely on love. My parents sat silent for a moment before my mom spoke. "Amy would you like to join us for dinner?" We both turned to face each other and nodded. "Yes, that would be nice, thank you." And with that dad got up and left to finish dinner. "Now where your father and I stand, it has been agreed that we will support your choice. We both love you, but this situation is very difficult to handle at the moment. So we hope you give us the time we need to adjust, we may even fully accept it, but only with time. Amy I would like to know you better so please feel free to come and go as you please. We just ask that you both be very careful." "Thanks mom, I know it will be difficult for you and dad. Amy is so wonderful, I admit we don't know everything about each other but we have plenty of time to find out." I looked at Amy and gave her quick kiss on the lips which made her blush. I stood and went towards mom and gave her a big hug and another whispered thanks. I turned back to my beautiful partner, things were going to be ok, together and with the support of my parents, my future looks great. I approached Amy and taking her hand, I led her to the kitchen where we were to share our first meal together, kind of like our first date, except my parents would be there, strange how life can sometimes work out. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 03 Part 3 - Rules and Regulations Mom, Amy and I took a seat at the table, while dad was busy serving. Dad made lasagna, my favourite. "Would you like anything to drink Amy?" my mom asked. "Water please." I asked for some milk and mom was back shortly, opting for a glass of red wine for her and dad. Mom offered a glass to Amy, but she refused saying she was driving. See how responsible she is, another reason I love her, and mom seemed slightly impressed also. Dinner was very nice and talk was light. Once dinner was finished, dad offered apple pie and ice cream for desert. "Amy why don't you tell us something about yourself." asked mom who seemed to be the instigator of tonight's talking. "Erm, well how much has Sophie told you?" "Sophie hasn't told us much, why don't you tell us a brief history about yourself. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, but if you're with Sophie, then your part of the family, I just like to know a little something about yourself." I could see that mom was making an effort, so Amy told her about where she was born, who her parents were, where she went to school and college. "So what made you become a teacher?" "I wanted to help students to learn and to be like a friend to them if needed, something I didn't have when I was at school." Now Amy seemed uncomfortable and mom could sense that. "So what happened for you two to suddenly fall in love with each other, that is to say, by what you've told me, this was only discovered tonight, so what changed, because I can only assume you both must have had feelings for each other before tonight?" asked mom. I felt I could handle this part. "Let me explain. I was revealing to Amy that I am gay and she asked me some questions. She asked whether this was a phase and was I telling her because I fancied her. Eventually it led Amy to tell me something personal, showing a great deal of trust towards me, and it made me realise that there was a bond there, we held each other and then I realised I loved her. Now I am no expert on love but I feel it was always there. Amy has always been a friend to me, trusted me to do my work, and allowed me to help other students on occasion. I think I have always had deep feelings for her, but it wasn't until tonight we both confessed them to each other. I know Amy will be there for me, but I also know that she needs me now just a much." "Why is that?" asked dad. "I think Amy needs to answer that." I replied "It's ok Sophie, you can tell them, no secrets remember." said Amy. I took Amy's hand in mine and looked her in the eyes. "Amy, you need to talk about this yourself, it is a secret you have buried deep down, that until tonight has held you back. I believe the more you talk about it yourself, the better you will feel." "You are so smart, I love you Sophie, and you're right, I do need to start talking about this. I also should think about seeing a professional. I've let my fears affect too much of my life until now, and there maybe hidden issues I need to deal with." Amy hugged me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek with a whispered 'Thank You' in my ear. She held my hand and turned to speak to my parents. She told them what happened to herself while at school and one of the real reasons she wanted to teach. How she kept her sexuality secret and how very lonely she had become. "Like Sally, you were afraid of what other people would think of you?" Asked mom. "Who is Sally?" Amy asked. "Sally was my sister, I have mentioned her, but not by name." Amy squeezed my hand. "I remember that time of your life, you were sad for a month after that." "Thank god I had you and my parents because there was nobody else I felt close to. Other students always seem disinterested in matters of the heart, love and death. But because of you all here now, I didn't need anyone else." "I was very glad you could discuss this with me but is also a shame the other students don't know you like we do, you have such a great heart, so smart and fun to be around with. So what did Sally go through?" Mom answered that one, as she knew more than me. "Sally was diagnosed with leukaemia about 3 months before she died; she was 21 at the time. It was very advanced and the doctors told us she did not have very long, but it was not until her final hours that she told us she was gay, and that she wished she had been able to tell people and not be ashamed of what she is and so afraid of what other people think. Even though it was too late for Sally, I hope you can come to us and Sophie for support whenever you need it. You seem to me like a loving and caring person and can see why Sophie loves you so much. I think we both still have our reservations Amy, but I believe allowing your relationship will at least allow you both the love and support you are going to need, at least till school finishes for Sophie. But there is still a worry, what is going to happen once you are back at school? Both of you will obviously need to act as just plain teacher and student." Both Amy and I turned to each other then just shrugged our shoulders. "We haven't thought about that yet, but I guess we just have to see what happens on Monday. I have a class with Amy on Monday first thing. I know our love is too important for us, to do anything stupid." I said. "I agree." began Amy, "You both have a valid reason to be worried, because right now all I want to do is hold Sophie, just being apart while she was talking to you earlier was extremely difficult, I wasn't even able to eat. So I know it isn't going to be easy. I value any input both of you could offer Sophie and I, neither of us has any experience in this, even if the situation is pretty unique, I hope you can give us some advice?" Amy looked so startled by this, as was I, she was right; it would not be easy to be together and not be together. Just holding her hand was enough but I wanted more. Mom spoke discreetly to dad for a few moments, while I rested against Amy's shoulder. Amy put her arm around me, in order to comfort me, but I was even more scared now then telling my parents about everything we had said. "I am sorry Amy, I just did not realise the full implications of what it might mean to be together." "You don't have to apologise Sophie, I want this too, this was always going to be difficult, but love is never easy, especially in our situation. I can't promise that nobody will ever find out before you leave school or tell you that either of us will cope with the rest of the year to get through. But no matter what, as long as we have each other, it won't matter. I'll stick to teaching as normal, you study as hard as you can, maybe even make friends, so we have other things to distract us." "But when can we be together, I feel I have lost you already, I need to have some time with you, to explore my feelings for you." I said tearfully. "I want that to, but we have to take each day at a time. Although, knowing that when we are apart, you still hold my heart, and knowing it is in the safest place in the world, that is enough at least in part to keep us together in spirit. We will find the time to be together. Weekends maybe, we can chat or talk on the phone. I know we will have limited physical contact, but just believe in us and everything will be fine." "I will, I promise, I need you like the flower needs the sun, now that I have found you, I can never let you go." "It's scary I know, I have never felt anything like this for anyone but you Sophie. Even my best friend never made me feel alive like you do, so you can bet I am never going to lose you." We both held each other and cried, we were so lost in our own world, we forget about my parents, who had been listening to everything we said. After several minutes we were interrupted by a not very subtle cough coming from my dad. We both woke up from our reverie and looked towards my now smiling parents. "Let's go back into the living and finish this conversation, we may have a small solution to your problem." said dad. We both stood and followed them into the room and sat together on the 2 seater couch. Once we were all seated, mom explained the plan of action. "It was very touching to both of us to see just a much you seem to care for each other, even though we both felt with Sophie wanting to date a teacher, it seemed so wrong to us. But seeing how you interact and how lost you seem to be Amy, we feel that keeping you together secretly is something we want to help you both to do. So we have suggestions that may help. Please listen to what we have to say first before you say anything." Amy squeezed my hand and we both agreed to the listen. "First thing I will suggest Sophie, is what Amy mentioned. You need to make friends, not only do you need the distraction at school, but it is wrong for you not to socialise with people your own age, it is a part of growing up." "I will try real hard to do that, it won't be easy but I will try." "Good, all we can ask is that you try. I want you to understand we are not going to make demands of either of you, but we want to help and anything we suggest, is just that, a suggestion. Ok, next we feel that neither of you can be seen together outside of school, and that means no dating until Sophie finishes school. I know that seems unfair, but you have to be very discreet." "I agree" said Amy. "But obviously we all need to think of a way that you can at least spend time together. We want to trust you Amy with our daughter, as long as you respect our wishes we will allow you to spend time with Sophie in this house. This is not easy for any of us, but we would feel better that all of your personal time be spent here. Part of that, I would recommend, is that Sophie returns home straight after school, unless she has friends to visit or social events to attend. Amy, I must insist that Sophie does not visit your house at all, even if we did fully trust you; it is too easy if anybody spots a student enter your house to make correct assumptions. Amy feel free to come and go as you please to this house, but never together, if anybody asks who you are, we will say you are our friend, which is not a lie. Now the final part. This was extremely difficult for your father and me to agree upon, but it is something we agree. We feel that if she had met someone her own age and had not told us about it, she could have acted like most young adults, like myself, and snuck around finding places to be together with you. As it is she has told us about yourselves and if your willing, not to sneak around, then it would be unfair of us to stop you having some alone time, which is a part of growing up and discovering each others, err special places, we want to respect your privacy. You have both told us you are not ready to explore that side of things just yet, but I know personally that it won't be long before you do, trying to stop that will cause problems. So we have decided to get Sophie a double bed and that if at anytime you wish to stay Amy, you can. It is going to be hard to adjust to all of this, for all of us, so as long as you both follow the rules and be as discrete as possible; we feel this would be the best course of action to take in order for you to have a successful, and hopefully secret relationship until after school has finished and ready to tell people. So what do you think?" I was shocked; I mean how many times can this night get any stranger. They say honesty is the best policy, and they were right. I spoke with Amy who agreed it was the best and only option we had, my parents in a short time had successfully figured a solid plan of action that not only kept our relationship a secret, but also allowed us to explore freely in the privacy of there home. How could I not agree? "Mom, dad, you have got to be the smartest, greatest, most amazing people and parents in the world. The suggestions you have made not only do the both of us agree, but the trust and love you are showing us is simply amazing. I know this has been a shock to all of us, even to me who started this whole chain of events tonight. But to have you on our sides like this is something neither of us could hope to have. It shows me that coming to you, and being honest with you has been the best choice I have ever made, I also thank my sister for helping us to find a path in life that is right. I believe tonight has brought us all together to form a stronger relationship and a hope for a long and happy future. Thank you both." I was crying by the end, my parents are so wonderful, so I got up and gave both my parents a great big hug. When I had finished Amy decided to do the same, giving them an extremely teary 'Thank You' to both of them. That night would never be forgotten by any of the four of us. It was a turning point in all our lives. In one night I had told everyone I am gay, helped my teacher, my friend and my love to admit her own secret, and also find love with me. It bought me closer to my parents as well as helping Amy find surrogate parents, to replace the parents that abandoned her 9 years ago. What a night. We spent the rest of the night finalising details and working out any little detail we missed. It was interesting, exciting, new but scary, everything that we had to plan, it seemed wrong but it was the right thing to do. I suppose when you fall in love with your 27 year old teacher and your both female, society would tend to feel a bit negative towards any such behaviour, but at least we had my parents. There support was invaluable, and mom was right, that if I was straight, things would have been so very much easier and would not have had to spend a year trying to find out who I was. But after this night the only important thing was that I had found my true love, Amy Taylor, a smart, wonderful, caring, and amazing (you get the idea), woman. I loved her with all of my heart and soul, and now we had the privacy and time to tell each other that and explore our love. All thanks to a loving sister to guide the way, honesty, the best of friends and the love and support of my parents. I was indeed blessed and very, very, very happy. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 04 Part 4 - A Morning To Explore It was almost midnight when Amy left for home. It had been a long day for everyone especially me, being the youngest, I was rapidly feeling more and more tired. I think everyone noticed this and agreed it was time to stop for one night and continue tomorrow. So I walked Amy to the door, but before I opened it, she stopped my hand with her own, and gave me a gentle and loving kiss. After a minute we eventually parted and I opened the door. "I love you Sophie, I will never forget this night. You have given me hope and your love in return, for that, I cannot thank you enough. Sleep well and I will speak to you tomorrow. But if you should ever need me, call me, no matter what time it is." "I love you too Amy, thank you for tonight. Only your love gave me the strength to tell my parents, and I am thankful they listened and understood. I really think there plan will really work. Goodnight Amy, speak to you tomorrow." And then she was gone. I thanked and hugged my parents again and went to bed. I didn't even change for bed, I just fell onto the bed and was asleep instantly, my mind resting, but replaying that first kiss I had shared with Amy. The next morning when I woke up, the first thing I wanted to do was talk to Amy, so I decided I should have a shower first, brush my teeth and dress really nicely, then I would phone her. I know that it shouldn't matter what I looked like over the phone, but I wanted to look nice for her even if she couldn't see it. I ran to my private bathroom and quickly got in the shower. I was so excited, I was as giddy as a school girl, even though I am in fact a school girl, I wasn't about to admit that to anyone. It took 10 minutes to pick out a suitable outfit, and then I was lying back on the bed, portable phone in hand and ready to talk to my love. The phone was picked up quickly, only ringing once. "Hello?" "Hi Amy, how are you this morning? It's Sophie." "I know it's you and morning sweetheart. How are you?" "Missing you mainly, but I had a shower, wanted to feel refreshed so I could talk to you with my brain cells fully alert." "I missed you too. I have been up a few hours, getting work out the way, hoping to see you later. Do you think I should come today?" "Why what's up?" I was a little worried, "Have I done something wrong?" "Oh no honey, I simply was worried about your parents." Phew. "Phew, I don't know why, but I was worried there for a minute. You know I have read a lot of stories, where people wake up the morning after and suddenly they regret it. Not that I don't believe you love me or anything, but as a teacher, I know you have some ethical code built in." "Not going to happen, first thing I thought about was you this morning. But I waited until you called me, so finished my work, and then sat next to phone for last 30 minutes, just staring at it to ring." "I love you so much, I have told you that." "Not in the last 30 seconds, but you can tell me whenever you want." "I love you, love you, love, and love, and love you, very much my dear Amy." I heard a few sniffles. "I love you too, wow its crazy. Yesterday morning I was single, unhappy, in love with student who didn't realise it and unhappy at the prospect that nothing would ever happen. In one night everything changed Sophie, and it is many, many thanks to you and your parents. You helped restore my faith in people and family, helped me discover love and I no longer feel unhappy or lonely. In fact this is the first time I have truly been happy." Now I was crying. "Why do we always end up crying? But I am very happy too. Have you had breakfast?" "Yes, you?" "No, not yet, but would you like to join me for a second breakfast?" "I would love to, see you in 5 minutes." "Love you, drive safe, and see you soon." I kissed into the phone and hung up, quickly making a dash for downstairs to make breakfast. As I entered the kitchen mom and dad were already up and breakfast had already been served. Two plates were waiting. "We thought you might invite Amy, so she has a plate waiting for her, it should be still warm." I smiled at both of them and gave each of them a big kiss on the cheek. "Now even though it is a Saturday, we both have to go to work. So we'll leave you and Amy to talk about whatever, and will be back around 3pm." "Thank you for all this, both of you are the best. In fact, me and Amy are going to put our heads together and think up the most spectacular meal you have ever tasted and it will be ready at 3.30. So get home when you can, rest up, maybe have a relaxing bath and be prepared of a taste sensation of the very best. I hope." "That sounds delightful pumpkin, can't wait to get home to that later. Well you have fun, we'll see you later." They both kissed my cheek and left for work, letting Amy in as they left. I jumped on her for a big hug and a very passionate kiss, which for the first time included tongues. Trying to describe that feeling is just not a thing I can do. "Wow." I said when I finished; I still had my eyes closed. "Wow is right, that was just the best kiss ever. Am I pushing my luck if I ask for another?" I opened my eyes to see the most beautiful smile on my beautiful girlfriends face, how could I refuse. "Never." And I leaned in and kissed her again, but this time it started slow, starting with our lips pressing lightly. We then pressed harder, each opening our mouths, then letting our tongues meet. She sucked my tongue into her mouth. I explored the inside of her mouth with my tongue, running it over her teeth and her tongue. The moans were getting louder. Then I removed my tongue sucking hers into my mouth. I could taste her, feel her tongue, it was exquisite. I never felt anything so good in my life. Then she removed her tongue and nibbled on my lower lip. I was moaning so loud by then, the sensation was incredible. When the kiss ended, my legs were ready to collapse, so I just held on tight to support myself, resting my head on her shoulder. Neither of us said anything for a few minutes, we just enjoyed the love we shared. "That was so amazing Sophie, I have never felt anything like that, I almost passed out." "You're telling me, if you weren't holding me, I would have dropped to the floor. I love you." "I love you too, your parents going to work?" "Yes, they said they would be back at 3." "They seem happy." "Yes, I volunteered your services to make them dinner tonight as a thank you." "You what? How do you even know I can cook?" She gave me a smile. "Well you are the adult here; you live alone so I assumed you can. I on the other hand, have my parents to do the cooking, so have limited culinary skills except burning toast. So can you cook, maybe I should have asked before volunteering any of your unknown skills." "I have many unknown skills, that over time you will discover them all, but luckily for you, cooking is one of them." "Were you flirting just then?" "What do you mean?" "When you're hoping I could discover all your unknown skills." "Er...yes, sorry." "Don't be sorry, I enjoyed it. It's nice that you feel comfortable to flirt with me. And thank you for offering to share your cooking skills with me. If you cooking is as good as I hope, then your other skills will be equally as good if not better and I cant wait to sample them." I lifted my eyes to see a deep red colouring her cheeks, then looked down at her neck and I just had to have a taste. I started by lightly kissing her neck, and then started licking the smoothness with my tongue, before taking gentle bites at her pulse point. I could feel as well as hear her deep moans as her head flopped back giving me full access. My hands were gently running up and down her back, eventually ending up holding onto and rubbing her neck. "Oh my god!" Amy moaned "Are you trying to kill me." I stopped and looked at her, her eyes were hooded. "Sorry Amy." This was all new to me, I just wanted to kiss every inch of her, but it scared me to think I was doing anything to hurt her. "Oh no Sophie, you did nothing wrong, in fact you did everything right." "I did, but you said..." She stopped me talking with a finger to my lip. "No, let me explain. Let's sit down." I suddenly remembered breakfast so took her hand and led her to the kitchen. "Let's eat first, I'm starving." We ate what my parents had made and once we were finished she took my hand and led me to the living room. She sat diagonally along the 3 seater couch while I took the other corner. "No, come here." She asked and I went to sit closer to her, but she patted the space between her legs, eventually I sat facing away from her and she guided me to lie against her. "Comfortable Sophie?" "Yes, very." I replied. "Good. I know this is new to you, as it is to me. Maybe we are moving too fast, but I don't want to stop you from doing anything you want to me, and I want to do the same to you. If at any time you want to stop we can, I will tell you the same thing. Now when you were kissing my neck, it felt soooo good. You were driving me crazy. Do you know what I mean?" I shook my head. "I am not sure, is that like wow." "Yes it is. I am sorry, I have no experience in this, yet I am very vocal about what you do to me. Maybe it is the English teacher in me, but I know it is all the romance stories I read." "Maybe I should read them too, to help understand your responses and get some tips." "You don't need any tips; you were doing fine without them. But maybe we could go on the internet and find some stories I could share with you. I am surprised you never read any when you were doing your research on homosexuality." "Well I almost did, but I wanted to ignore the sex part and just concentrate on negative aspects of being a lesbian. I figured that masturbation was kind of what you did anyway with some kissing." "Well your right in a way, but kissing can be just a small part, then there is lots of touching, including your breasts and vagina, you can also kiss and lick these areas. But then, as I have said, there are a lot of verbal responses to this, which may include curse words and screams." "Wow, there's a lot to experience then. But you have never done them, like me." "No, as I have said I have been lonely and just worked or read books or watch TV. Even though I never told anybody my sexuality, I could not deny that that was who I am. As you get older you need that contact with people, sexual release they call it. Because I had no one, I would either read a lesbian story or maybe watch some porn." "Again, wow. So you have learnt to respond to me by reading and watching porn." "Well mostly from reading. Certain stories that you may want to read, can be very romantic and describe the different ways in which people can discover each other or the act of making love. Some stories can be quite extreme and describe the act of sex, which can be quite raw and also quite powerful. I believe that when we get to that part, we may find sometimes we may want to gently explore each other and other times we may just want to make the other orgasm as fast and as hard as you can. We will learn all of this together. In a way, I feel I am taking advantage of you, but I also know that this is something we both want, to be able to explore our love in all its forms." "It all sounds so exciting. I can understand what you are explaining to me. When I was kissing your neck, it was on impulse, and then near the end I was thinking of doing it to your whole body. It scared me, but at the same time, it felt right to do. Could you show me these stories?" "Sure, where is your computer?" "In my bedroom, follow me I will take you there." I nervously took her hand and led her to my bedroom, Amy could sense this. She squeezed my hand as we walked up the stairs and into my bedroom. "So this is your room then. Very nice. And you have your own bathroom." She looked around the room, reading some of the titles of my books on the shelf, then passed the bed and towards the corner of the room was where my computer was set up. "Actually our bedroom now, maybe that is why I am nervous, I hope this is ok." She turned to me and smiled and sat down in the chair at my computer desk. I sat on the edge of the bed a few feet away from her. "It is nice when you say it like that, our bedroom. And the room is very nice, cosy and don't forget we have our very own bathroom. It's weird, but I maybe 27, but I feel like I am 15 again. I am glad I can share this with you. It makes me very happy to know you trust me like this, allowing me in this room, all alone with no parents, aren't you a little scared." "No, never with you. I am glad you are happy and together we can keep that happiness, forever. I may not have any experience with love, but what I feel for you is simply wonderful. Whenever you are near me, I feel both nervous and excited. You make me feel warm and fuzzy, I know what we have is special and together nothing can ever take that away from me." "So you are happy I am here, I want to know that I make you feel that way, because if you ever feel anything less, you will tell me." "I am very happy you are here and I'll prove it." She gave me a confused look, which I returned with a smile as I lifted up my skirt, showing her what I knew to be a very clear sign of my excitement as well as my arousal. She looked down and gasped, and then a smile crept onto her face along with a blush. "I have been like this since you walked in the door." "Me too." "Can I see?" She looked down at her feet nervously. "I better not." I was confused now. "I am sorry; I did not mean to offend you." She had a panicked look on her face. "Please Sophie, never ever feel sorry you asked a question. I have to remember to just tell you rather scaring you like that, if anything I should apologise. I suppose we will need to learn to read each other better, this is all part of developing a new relationship together. Learn about each others quirks and to read each others signals better. Sophie, not that I don't want to show you, you can ask me to strip naked and dance in the rain, if it would make you happy. There is nothing you can't ask me, so if you want to ask me something, no matter how personal, ask. If you ask me something, don't assume that if I don't answer, you have offended me ok." she added gently. "Ok. I suppose after only one day, there is still much to learn. So why don't you show me?" Now she blushed. "Well, I will if you want to, but I felt you might want to wait, as I have no panties on." Now I blushed. "Ok, I can understand that, but why are you not wearing panties?" "I wasn't dressed when you called me; in fact I was completely naked." For some reason that made me shudder excitedly. "So when you asked me to come here, I was in such a rush, I forgot to put any on, and I forgot to put on a bra." "I had noticed you were not wearing a bra." And I pointed at her chest, where her nipples clearly stood out. She looked down, then covered her breasts. "Well that is always a good indication of being aroused" she said with a wink, then place her hands back on her lap. "Since my hormones kicked in and I discovered I am gay, I have been trying so hard to understand the implications. What I should have done instead was just let life play itself out and see what happened." "Sophie, I did that and look where it got me." "Me." I smiled. "Ok, I'll give you that, but it is part of why I love you, you try to understand things, be prepared and that is no bad thing. So let's get back to learning the art of lesbian love." "I can't wait." I quickly stood up and before Amy had time to react, I was in her lap, my arms around her neck and gave her mouth a tongue bath. I squirmed so she could feel my ass rub on her legs, while also hoping a small amount of my arousal leaked onto her. I didn't let this kiss get out of hand and it ended quickly. "Lesson 1 complete, kissing." I said once we both got back our senses a little. "You know you can be quite the flirty tease when you want to be." "I know, at least I can do that. Thinking about it, haven't we been doing that a while now." "Yes I had noticed." "So why did you never tell me, especially if you had feelings for me." "Well there is that whole teacher student thing to worry about. But as we have already discussed I did not feel comfortable telling people, it is very lucky you kissed me yesterday, otherwise we may never have gotten together." "I liked to think that no matter what, we would have ended up together." "Me too, but now on with the lesson. It is so surreal, yesterday I taught you English, today Sex education." "I know, how lucky am I, is there some oral included in the lesson." This made us both blush. "You know what it does to me when you tease me like that?" "No, tell me?" "It makes me very, very excited." Then she kissed me, but this wasn't just any kiss. She showed me just how excited she was, her tongue was in my mouth and very roughly explored. It made me so excited I moaned very loudly into her mouth, giving her permission to continue. While this was going on her hands held me close, rubbing my back while slowly making there way down until she cupped my ass. She squeezed my buns tightly, making me shudder. I stopped kissing her mouth and worked my way to her neck, Amy returning the favour and I started to feel lost in the moment. I moaned into her ear that I was slowly exploring, making her moan into my ear. "We need to stop." She did this straight away, but kept her mouth close to my ear, breathing heavily and moved her hands, returning them to my back. "No, keep your hands where they were." And she did holding me gently. "I love you Amy, I almost lost myself then, but I want to take it slow." "I understand Sophie, you were right to stop it, god it felt so good though. I love you too." "Thank you, I can see why kissing your neck made you crazy. Amy, this is going to sound a bit weird. But even though I am new to physical aspects, there are two things I would like to ask you if I could?" "Ask me anything you want." "Ok firstly, can I feel you breast." There was a pause but it wasn't long. "Yes." I leaned back so I could see her face, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. I looked into her eyes, seeing the glazed look from earlier. I then looked down at her left breast, which I had not realised was only inches from my hand all the time we were making out. I smiled as my hand reached and gently began to fondle her breast. It was really quite thrilling. I had looked at many naked pictures of women on the internet to see what my type was. And every time I looked it made me want to touch there breasts. I felt the weight of her breast and stroked the nipple gently. I looked up at Amy and saw her bite her lower lip, I felt this was a good sign, but stopped as I did not want to drive her too crazy. "Thank you I whispered, always wanted to do that. What size are you?" "34B, what about yourself?" "32B, but I am still growing so you never know. By the way I don't mind if you ever want to touch mine." She looked into my eyes. Then I felt one of her hands slowly move away from my ass to the front of my body, moving towards my own left breast. I held my breath in anticipation. The moment it touched I let out the breath with a small moan. I could feel myself get wetter between my legs. After a few minutes she stopped and returned to cup my ass. "That was quite exciting Amy. Maybe we should skip class and continue exploring, what do you think?" "I think you are dangerous for my libido, you're driving me crazy." We both smiled then gently kissed again, without tongues. It was a nice kiss and it felt good that sometimes we could lose ourselves, and then like now we good just hold each other and show our love so gently. "But sometimes, you can be so gentle and sweet, that I don't mind." she added. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 04 "I liked that kiss Amy, keeps the libido tame." "I agree, but I disagree about skipping class. I think it might be quiet educational for you to read some of these stories, even better if we do it together." "Ok Miss, let's get on with it, because we still have to figure out what you're going to cook for dinner." "Hey, what happened to calling me Amy." she teased. "Well I have to get used to calling you Miss whenever we are in class." This made her sad. "You know it is so easy for us to lose ourselves. It is going to be difficult when we are back in school on Monday to act like nothings changed." She reminded. "I know, it scares me too, but I like to think were both smart and sensible enough to get through it. But lets not worry about that, let's get the internet loaded and see what we can find." "Ok, but before we start, what was the second thing?" "When?" I knew what she was asking but now that the moment had passed I had lost my courage to ask her. "You said there we two things that you wanted to ask." I looked down at the floor for a few seconds but knew that I should answer her, and honestly. "You know when we were in the moment; I was reminded of some of the things I researched. And during that moment, I had always wanted to do two things when I finally got a girlfriend. But now that the moments passed I am kind of embarrassed now to ask the second thing." "I know all this is new, but we both need to get past this, we need to be able to feel like we can ask anything and talk to each other without any fear. But that will happen eventually, maybe after a few months, so don't feel like you have to ask if you don't want to." "Thank you Amy, but you are right, this is part of the whole love and trust thing we have in our relationship. So I will ask, but don't feel like you have to do it, I don't mind waiting, plus it may make you feel uncomfortable." "Sophie, now I am intrigued, will you please ask me your second question?" "Ok, I would like to see what you look like naked." Then I blushed but kept eye contact. After a moment she smiled and gently nudged me off her lap. "Ok, sit on the bed and I will drop my dress. Let me know when you're finished enjoying the view." So I dropped on the bed and patiently watched as she stood up and began to strip. Unfortunately it was not much of a strip, one side zip and the dress was dropped. I have to say without a doubt, if it wasn't for the shock of what I was seeing, the sheer beauty that stood in front of me, I would have fucked her there and then. Wow I used the F-word. She looked amazing and hoped she could tell. Eventually I spoke and it shocked the both of us. I looked into her eyes. "You are so fucking beautiful, words don't give you justice, and oh fuck me you are just so amazing. You can put your dress back on now." She started to dress. "Do you mean that, am I really beautiful?" "Let me put it this way, yes you are. I hit the jackpot. I have looked at thousands of pictures of naked women, not only to test if I am gay, but to find my type, and you are it my love. You are 10 times more beautiful than any of them women and what my imagination perceived. Thank you for doing that." She had tears on her face and I rushed to hold her. "Thank you Sophie, that has to be the most amazing thing anybody has ever said to me. I have never been confident about my body, but you just about blew me away with that compliment. Thank you, what you said was beautiful and I love you more than words could ever express." "Your welcome and it was the truth. I may love you and am a bit biased, but you truly are the most beautiful woman, ever, in the whole wide world, I know I will never look at another woman again, because I already know they will never compare to you." "That's good to know." Another slow kiss and we both ended up back on the chair with me sat on her lap. We did eventually log on the website and read four stories. It turned both of us on, but both remained passive through the whole thing keeping our hands still. We could both now smell each others arousal and we would probably need a cold shower or at least a private moment of self pleasuring. It was interesting to read how people talked during sex. I could see where Amy got that killing remark from earlier, also there was a lot of pussy, fuck, cumming, oh god and lots of moaning, including from ourselves as we felt the frustration of not just sticking our hands under our skirts. But it did help me to understand some of the things people say during a state of arousal, I even picked up some tips on the way. "I think we should stop now and get dinner prepared." Said Amy, I agreed and stood up to walk to towards the bathroom. "Amy?" She turned to look at my back and after a moment I turned and looked at her. "Thank you for being patient with me; this has been a fun and informative afternoon. I feel that we are closer now than before. I feel more open with you and it is good that we can explore these things together. I've learnt a great deal today and know that when our time finally comes it will be the greatest moment of my life, especially as it will be with you. It is something I would never want to share with anyone else. I love you very much Amy, you complete me, without you, I believe now I would never survive. Now I think we both need to get a shower, so I'll go first then I'll meet you downstairs after you have had yours. I don't think you smell horrible or anything, but I bet my parents could smell our arousal a mile away, I don't won't to give them any ideas about what we may or may not have done." "I understand Sophie. I love you too, and thank you, today has been thrilling for me; it is good that we are comfortable around each other. It will take time to learn more about what makes each other tick, but I agree when the time is right we will be ready and it will me magical. So go get your shower and I'll find a recipe on the internet, I have some good ideas." "Good, thanks again for helping, of course I will help you. One more thing, I am going into this shower to masturbate, thinking about your beautiful naked body." And with that I stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind me, with a very stunned woman staring at the door. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 05 Part 5 - Acceptance With Amy's culinary skills, together we managed to make quite a meal for my parents. It was just finished when mom returned home from work, followed shortly by dad. I barred them both from the kitchen; both could smell the delights that were coming from it. They were advised to relax and get changed out of there work clothes and to get comfortable. Meanwhile Amy was putting the final touches to dinner. I joined her after dealing with my parents and started to tidy the mess we had managed to make. After everything was ready, I went to find them both to invite them to finally join us at the dinning table. Both admitted to being very hungry. So excitedly they ran towards the kitchen to see what was on offer for dinner. They entered as Amy was ladling the soup which would be the starting appetiser and they both sat down, raring to enjoy the delights we had prepared. "This looks wonderful Amy and Sophie." said mom. "I agree, it looks like you have outdone yourselves. What is on offer?" asked dad looking at me. "Amy is the chef, so I will let her explain what she has made for all of us." Amy just gave me as smile as she took her seat next to mine. "Well thanks to Sophie's invaluable help, we start the meal with a lovingly prepared soup. Homemade and brimming with many vegetables and a small amount of chicken. No name for it, we just made it up, soup is pretty simple to make. For the main meal I have prepared, chicken breasts, marinated with a recipe I picked up out of an Italian cookbook, along with some roast potatoes and vegetables. And finally the dessert, Sophie made a fruit pie, looks delightful with custard. Enjoy." And with that we all sat to enjoy dinner. Me and Amy had worked up quite an appetite during the day and were very hungry, even grabbing a few bread rolls each to enjoy with the soup. Amy politely asked about my parent's day. Mom and dad explained about what they did for the day. Mom is an accountant, while dad is a lawyer, both pretty successful in there chosen professions. Amy seemed really interested in what they told her about there day and there jobs. But then Amy always took interest in other people's lives and stories. She seemed to live through them as an escape to her lonely life, her previously lonely life I should say; now she had me, as well as my parents. We were just about to start dessert, when questions about our day were asked. Now Amy and I had discussed what we should tell them, but honesty is always the best policy so we decided if they wanted to know we would tell them. "So you two, what have you been up to today." asked Mom. Amy looked at me and I just nodded that she should answer. "Well Mrs Green, I appreciate you allowing me into your home as well as Sophie's life. Today has been interesting, but with this being new to us as well as yourselves, together we felt that we should ask you, just how much information we should give or how much you actually want to hear. We just want to be honest with you." "Sounds very ominous. For a start Amy you can call me Stella and I am sure Mr Green would prefer Mark?" Amy nodded her agreement. "Today has been an interesting day for me. For once I could not devote all my time and energy into my work. I suppose after yesterday, there is a lot more to think about, especially after a night's sleep, to truly sort out ones thoughts and feeling. I still feel very odd about all this, confused about what is truly the right thing to do. Leaving you here alone with Sophie was a very hard choice for me to make, but I feel it would be easier to make things simple for everyone to just accept things quickly, move on with life and assume things will work out for the best. It shows a great deal of trust to have left you here today with Sophie, the number of times I wanted to ring the house to check on you guys. But I felt that if I did that, then that showed no trust to either of you or at least make Amy seem like a babysitter. It is going to be hard to adjust to all of this properly, so in answer to your question, as this is a learning process, I would like you to divulge as much detail as you can to us, how specific you are I will leave to your judgement." Amy nodded then looked at me. We agreed that it would be best if they wanted details I would give them. "I suppose there is much to think about here. Not only about today but what is to happen in the future. When you guys left, the first thing I did was kiss Amy, it was pretty passionate and led to some making out in the hallway for several minutes. We both got pretty hot, but we discovered that for all my understanding of what and who I am, socially I lack knowledge of reading people or understanding what people mean when they express themselves during times where a person may lose themselves in the heat of the moment. So we decided that we should sit and discuss how to help me, well us to learn how to be romantic together. In the end Amy had the idea that we read some romantic lesbian stories that can be read on the internet, to see how people talk and act together. It was quite an interesting day, very much a beginnings, about learning about each others body and mind. During this learning period, we have felt each others breast and I have seen what Amy looks like naked. After that we started dinner." I stopped talking then, it seemed to go alright until I mentioned seeing Amy naked, then there expressions darkened slightly, it was still pretty hard to read. After a few short moments my mom asked me a question. "Whose idea was it to see Amy naked?" "Mine." I replied. "Why?" "Because I wanted to see what she looked like naked." "Can you explain why you wanted to see her in that way, there must have been something going on in your head." I explained about looking at pictures of naked women, I wanting to compare them to Amy. "So you were curious on how you would react to seeing a naked female?" asked mom. "Yes, kind of. At first it was an impaired decision, heat of the moment type of thing. But afterwards I was embarrassed, Amy encouraged me to ask her anything, that a great relationship is built on, not only honesty, but also being able to ask anything without fear or recrimination. So I asked and she showed me." "You don't after answer this one, or even if you do, not very specifically, but what were your thoughts." This seemed like a test, because at this moment, this was one of the most personal question anybody could ask me to be honest about. She gave me an escape clause, but again I had to tell the whole truth. In the end I gave her a one word answer, the answer I gave to Amy was for her only. "Beautiful." "Ok. Amy did you learn anything today?" "In regards to what exactly?" "Well you have told us you have no experience, but you have taught Sophie about how people conduct a relationship. So you must have some understanding about the subject. What did you learn today?" "I suppose for me the scary part for me was when we kissed with our tongues. It was the first time for us, it made us realise that we can quite easily lose ourselves with each other. We both had to take a separate cold shower today, before we started to make dinner, to relieve the sexual tension stored within us. So what I have learned today, is that we both love each other and are learning about each other, but no matter how little experience we have or how much we said yesterday as to being not ready, I believe we both are ready and we will consummate our relationship very much sooner than we expected, not that we planned it." I was stunned by this admission but thinking about it, I felt exactly the same, if I learned anything today; two things come to mind now. Firstly Amy is very beautiful, secondly, every time we were intermit, I subconsiously was ready to make love to her. "I agree with Amy, mom. I may not be experienced and like to understand things. But at some point soon, we are going to be intimate and when I instigate it, we will no longer be virgins." "So you're the dominate one?" my mom asked. I raised an eyebrow in question. "When Sally thought you were gay, I also did some research on the internet." I nodded my understanding. "I see, but in answer to your question, no, not really if I understand your use of the term. Amy is responsible enough to not push me into to anything and just let me be comfortable, letting me lead the sexual situations allows me to learn, what Amy has a more mature understanding about. No matter what, she is still the teacher and I am the student, I need to learn by myself, while she follows my lead, guiding me along the way." Mom was quiet again so dad decided to ask a question. "Amy, I have only known you for less than a day, and about some of your history, but I feel like I have known you all your life, do you know why?" Amy shook head. "Because you two are the same person! The only difference is the support you had. Where we have learned to give Sophie the freedom and trust, to allow her to be honest and true to herself. Your experience in life was the exact opposite. I have observed and listened to you Amy, especially your interactions with Sophie. Life can offer lots of challenges and for us this is especially true of how to deal with your relationship. Now I have come to a decision, I am going to fully except your relationship. I don't feel the anger I felt in me yesterday." Dad leaned forward, took both our hands in and joined them together. Looking happily in our eyes he explained. "You have been very true and honest with us, and I commend you both for this, but it should stop now. Your relationship should remain personal to you both and not to anyone else, unless you choose to tell people. If you have any questions we will still be here to answer them if we can. But I think you should both relax and let things progress as they should. Be happy and don't worry what other people think. I can only assume that not only were you both being careful about having sex, because you were not only being very cautious because of your age and position Amy, but also because of what we might think after promising us you would wait. I don't want you to think about that any more. When you are ready it will happen, but I trust you both to be careful, especially as you must still keep it a secret outside these four walls. I am sure your mother will agree eventually. But let me tell you something about mine and your mothers past so you can understand." "What has this got to do with our past, because I certainly don't think I can trust them as you can?" My mom interrupted. "About how we met, fell in love. Just like Sophie and Amy." "That is not even the same thing, she is her teacher, how can that be the same, we were both kids when we met, it was more acceptable." Argued mom. "I have to agree with mom, dad, even though I thank you for your wonderful words, your acceptance means the world to me, but how can this be considered a normal relationship. I am sorry Amy, even though I know us being together, is right; there is doubt when it comes to everyone else. It is like I have to look over my shoulder when we are together to make sure nobody else knows. It makes me feel scared that I cannot have what my friends have, where they can kiss in public, act naturally without fear of recrimination." I was crying now, I was so scared to admit that, but I had to make Amy and my parents understand that I was aware of the implications we had to accept in order for me and Amy to be together, forever. "I know it is scary sweetheart." began Amy, I smiled at the endearment, it sounded so nice coming from Amy. "But we both have to stick together; I won't lose you to society's pressures, of what is right and wrong. I love you so much Sophie. But I agree with Sophie, Mark, how you can accept this so easily, your relationship with Stella was normal and acceptable, where as ours is considered unnatural, rather than what it is, two people very much in love." She could no longer hold her tears either, the pressure of everything was getting to us, but we had to be strong, to fight our fears. I let go of dad's hand and pulled Amy into a tight embrace. Whispering words of love in her ear, I reminded her of my strength in us, and not to let the fear stop us from being who we had to be, for us, to be happy, forever. After a few moments we calmed down and composed ourselves and turned our attention back to my dad. "Remember, no one can get you here, I won't allow it, so please as long as you are careful outside, in here you can act normally until Sophie leaves school, then no one can stop you. Now back to what I was saying about meeting your mom. I realise that our relationship is normal in the terms society places on us. But they do not know you like your mom and I. I can see Amy's love for you, Sophie, very clearly and there is nothing wrong about that. But back to my story, I need you to let me explain and hopefully then you can decide. Firstly, Stella and I were 16 when we met, when I look at you Amy, sometimes I see the little girl that was lost, but now has been found again thanks to Sophie. I can see the 18 year old innocent young woman in you Amy. Sophie has given you a chance at getting back your missed years of hurt, neglect and rejection. Sophie, in you I see a 27 year old trying to learn the best she can about life, to understand the human emotion and to be prepared for any battle you face, once outside the safety of school, when life becomes a struggle. Maybe you matured too quickly, but right now at this moment, you need each other. You compliment the other perfectly, like fire and ice. Before I met your mom Sophie, my dad taught me to get what I want and to grab hold of it and keep it till I didn't need or want it anymore. I was a bit of a ladies man even though I was a teenager at the time. Where as your mother's upbringing, turned her into a very shy and reserved person. Then came the day we met. Love at first sight it was, amazing feeling at the time. I still love her dearly." Dad took mom's hands into his. "We talked for hours that first night, we admitted we loved each other, crazy but true. I invited her to meet my dad, she agreed, slightly reluctant, but I helped her build a little courage to meet him. Then I invited her upstairs to my room, we were just making out, my dad had gone out for the night and it just happened. We made love that night, your mom's first time. She said it was the greatest feeling she experienced, as did I, it was true love. After that we became one, we did everything together, knowing we would be together forever. But together we overcame our problems experienced through our upbringing. Stella became more outgoing and opinionated. While I became more caring and sharing instead of just taking what I wanted. We each learnt to be like the other and it made each other into better, happier people. And Sophie and Amy, you two do the same together. Together you will learn to face your fears but also to help each other to overcome you weaknesses. In Sophie it is her inability to be sociable. She spends to much time understanding and learning, without any compromises to live a little. With Amy it is the need to be open and true to people. Where she has lost faith in most people, Sophie can help her build that trust and stand by her whenever she falls down. So together you are the perfect couple and I believe it is forever. We can't know the future, we just need to live it the best we can. You have my acceptance because of that simple fact, you're in love and need each other to live, and who am I to stop that. Sophie, I am very happy you found Amy, I could not have found a more perfect, more beautiful person for you to spend your life with. And Amy I know you missed out on life, but don't be afraid any more, you have Sophie now, rely on her, she loves you and believes in you. You also have us and if you ever need anything, if we can help, we will be here. If it helps, no matter how old you are, if you want to, feel free to call be dad, because you feel like a daughter to me." By now the females at the table had tears running down the cheeks, with no sign of stopping. The replies were all said during the onslaught of tears but it was a simple enough meaning to everyone, which ended the conversation to its happy conclusion. "I agree, and Amy you can call me mom, you are very welcome in this house and treat it as your own." said mom, she got up along with Amy and they hugged each other tightly, I even heard Amy mumble a 'Thank you, mom'. I made my way to my dad, sat on his lap and hugged him tightly, crying into his shoulder thanking him for his love, support, acceptance and for his very, very heartfelt words he had just spoken from his heart. It was about 7 by the time we had settled. It was agreed upon that things were normal now; everyone was to come and go as they please. Amy was given her own key and if she wanted to, mom and dad asked that if she was ready, she could move in. She would be allowed to stay with me in my room, but could have my sister's old room as her own space. I invited her to stay with me tonight, it had been a very tiring and emotional day and I needed her to stay with me. She told me that she felt the same, but that I did not need an excuse to ask her to stay, she would be there if and when I was needed. I told her, for forever. We both changed and got ready separately in the bathroom. I gave her one of my nighties to wear. I was too tired to realise she wasn't wearing any underwear. We kissed gently but nothing more. We spooned together, me on the inside, her arms wrapped around me warmly, my hands stroking hers. "It has been a weird few days, good weird, but everything has seemed to move so fast." I said. "I would like to move in soon, if that is ok with you." she said in to my ear, which she was now kissing and nibbling lightly. "Like that, is it normal for us to be living together after only 2 days." she was about to object, but I stopped her quickly "Which, by the way is what I want and I am very happy that you want to live with me. But I don't think after all the personal testimonies I have read, did anyone ever fall in love and move in after 2 days." "I agree, it seems crazy, but after last night, I don't want to be alone anymore. Not that I didn't get any sleep or anything, but this morning as I said, I waited for your phone call, I was so worried you would never call, that I would never see you again. I want you close; I need you next to me like this. It will be compensation from the agony that, when we are at school, we will have to avoid contact, a brief 'Hi', just doesn't work. So at least when we get home we can cuddle up and never let go, until we have to be at school again." "We'll talk more tomorrow, I think I have a few things to discuss with you about our future, nothing to worry about for us, it is just that I have a few decisions to make and I need your input." "Ok, till tomorrow then, I am too tired to worry about it now. I love you Sophie, sleep well my love." "I love you too Amy, sweet dreams." I lift her hand to my mouth and kissed the palm, the rested my chin on them, she gave my neck a few kisses. We eventually fell asleep together, falling into the most loving and blissful sleep either one of us had ever had. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 06 Chapter 6 - Their First Time I woke up feeling wonderful, for many different reasons. My sleep addled brain was trying to figure out why I was feeling so gooood, but once I was fully alert I then realised why. I was with my love, my Amy and her hand was gently fondling my breast. I could also feel her grinding against my ass, she was very wet, my nightie must have ridden up to my waist during the night, and even though I was still wearing panties I could feel her arousal. I knew I was wet, I could feel the wetness as I rubbed my legs together to help relieve some of the tension in my pussy. It needed attention, but I was in a quandary, do I do something about it or just pretend to be asleep. Honesty was always the best policy. "Amy, are you awake?" She stopped what she was doing. "Please, don't stop" I asked happily. The movements began again. "Busted! Sorry about that, I was asleep then found myself with my hand on your breast and I was rubbing myself against you, it felt too good to stop." I moaned at her statement. I suddenly realised I really did trust her, enough to not stop her. "You're making me feel so horny. I can feel your wetness as you rub against me." I knew then what I wanted, what I think we both wanted. I gently took hold of her hand, stopping her movements; I guided her hand slowly down my body. "You are making me extremely happy and excited. Feel?" And with that I slipped our hands inside my panties. Parting my legs slightly, I guided her hand over my pussy and started moving her hand to rub against it. We both moaned then. "Can you feel it Amy?" She was now nibbling on my neck moaning, she was moving faster against me, while her hand slowly began to touch my pussy. I removed my hand from my panties, leaving her hand to continue its exploration. I slowly turned around so I was facing her. Her eyes locked onto mine, I saw love but I was also hit by the gaze of her desire, so clearly displayed on her face. I slipped my leg between hers, until my thigh hit her pussy. I moved my hand to below the hem of her nightie and slipped it underneath. Moving my hand along her thigh I continued until I cupped her bare ass. My emotions heightened as I began to lose myself as I touched her, her hand was still rubbing gently against my pussy, still exploring. Grabbing a firm hold of her ass, I began to move her lower body against my thigh, her pussy rubbing gently against my skin. We were still holding our gaze, our breathing began to increase. Her fingers slowly slipped inside. I could feel the slight hesitation. "I love you Amy." Trying to convey to her that I did not want to stop. "Are you sure?" "I love you so much; I am ready for you Amy." "I love you too Sophie, I need you inside me, now." And with that she took my hand from her ass and guided it between her legs. "Stop?" I asked. "Naked!" And with that we both slowly moved apart. Kneeling close together, I reached out and cupped her cheek, stroking it with my thumb. She did the same, both of us reminded of the first time we kissed. We looked intently into each others eyes, displaying our love for each other. I learned forward, as did she and our lips met into a kiss. The kiss was gentle at first but then our lips parted and our tongues reached out to touch the other. The kiss became more passionate and more heated as we became one in our need to show just how much we loved the other. We touched and caressed each others bodies, over our nightie's, until Amy reached the hem of mine. I raised my arms up and broke the kiss. She lifted my nightie over my head until it was off and she threw it behind her, onto the floor. She raised her arms above her head and I quickly lifted her nightie off her body, and flung it behind her to land near to my discarded nightie. I then shuffled around a little bit and eventually was out of my panties. We both looked at each other, then our eyes began to explore the others body. It was still early but the dawn light was breaking gently through the thin curtains, bathing us in a haze of light, just enough to see each other. "You are so very beautiful Sophie" said Amy, "I have not seen many women naked, but you simply take my breath away." She began to run her hands over my body exploring and feeling the contours that made up my body. It was very erotic. "So very soft, I love you very much." I wrapped my hands behind her neck and pulled her gently towards me, kissing her softly but passionately as my tongue traced her lips, her teeth and her tongue. We gently lied back down upon the bed, still kissing. We rested our heads on the pillow and stretched our legs to get comfortable. Our bodies drew closer together, but still giving room to explore each other. My hands were rubbing her back and ass, while hers were exploring my breasts. We stopped kissing and just smiled at each other. "I am very happy to be here Sophie." "Me too, I don't ever want to be with anyone else, this has to be the most perfect moment ever." She nodded in agreement. "I don't want to be a virgin anymore Sophie, I want you take it." "I am honoured that I can be your first Amy, that shows a lot of trust and love. I want you to take mine also, I am ready. Together." She nodded again. "Forever, my love." she added. Even though this was new to us, we both knew what was going to happen next. We had discussed this when we were reading the stories. When a man has sex with a woman, he takes her virginity usually when he the first enters woman's vagina with his penis We wanted to build to the moment, we agreed we would tell each other when we were ready to have our hymens broken. We both started kissing again, as my hands moved to the front of her body, towards her centre, hers moved lower, leaving my breasts, past my stomach and eventually sliding her fingers through my pubic hair, passed my clit and gently into my slit. Even though this was going to be one of the greatest moments of my life, I was still very nervous. We both agreed that in life, everything that is the first time for someone is a nervous time. Sometimes a person is taught how to do it the first time, and other times they have to just take a risk and try it. So even though we were going to find out together what to do, now that we had spontaneously decided to make love now, we were jumping head first into the unknown. But the moment my fingers rubbed her pussy and two of them gently eased inside of my lover, all the nervousness and doubts left my mind. We had both masturbated so we knew where and how to touch each other. But in the end, all that really mattered is that we were together, showing each other our love and trust, we were sharing an important moment that neither of us would ever forget. So I stopped thinking and concentrated on just sharing my love and experience and enjoying our first time together. I could feel her fingers, one of them, move gently in and out of me. We were still kissing, but our breathing had radically increased and keeping our lips together was becoming difficult. So we stopped and just watched each others faces, watching each other as we built to our first mutual orgasm and ready to take each others virginity. My moaning had increased as did hers. "Another finger Amy?" And then I felt a second finger join the first, two fingers now moved in and out. My own fingers were moving faster now, her juices running, making my fingers move easily inside of her. She was moaning more loudly the faster I moved. A few times I felt the wall of her hymen, but it wasn't the right time to go further. "Oh Sophie, you feel so good, use your thumb on clit, please." I moved my thumb and running it over her nub, rubbing it gently, as my fingers continued there movements. I started to move the fingers around inside, when I hit a spot, Amy shuddered and moaned loudly. "Right there baby, keep rubbing that spot, oh god, I am so close." She began to rub my clit with her thumb. My breathing suddenly began to become erratic as my moans became louder. "Oh Amy, so good, don't stop, I'm close, so close. Oh god I love you so much." Her own fingers began to explore my insides until she hit the spot I had found in her pussy. "Oh, right there Amy, keep rubbing there, oh god, fuck me baby, I'm ready, Amy, I'm ready to be yours fully." "Me too, oh Sophie, god I love you." "Love you too." And with that our fingers began to increase in speed and power, the intensity grew, harder and harder we pushed until we both broke through. We both screamed as we came together. My eyes had shut, but not before I saw her cum. It was electrifying to see that, for me to feel my love as my fingers were held tight in her pussy, as I felt her whole body shudder. My body was doing the same; I was drowning in the most glorious feeling, more than I have ever felt when I masturbated. My eyes were tightly shut, causing a kaleidoscope of colours to appear. We mumbled words of love as we try to calm our body's strong reaction to our mutual orgasms. I started to continue rubbing her clit to get her to come again. I opened my eyes as she started to do the same to me. There were tears in her eyes, it was then I noticed my own as they slid down my cheek. We were still moaning. "Amy, oh god, I love you, that was amazing, I need to come again, please I need to make this moment last for as long as possible." "God Sophie, what you do to me, I love you so much, keep going." I leaned in and kissed her, and then I moved downwards, quickly latching onto her nipple with my teeth, not too hard, but hard enough to have her scream my name again. I stopped biting, and just gently suckled her nipple. After a moment I stopped and pulled back. Once she was able to see straight, see did the same to me, taking my nipple and gently but firmly nibbling on it. My own body started to convulse as I came again. "Oh Amy, baby, oh god. Oh fuck baby so good." Eventually it became too much and I passed out. Eventually I awoke; it must have been only a few minutes because I was still breathing quite hard. But now I was on my back, my hand that had been inside her rested at my side. My other hand was wrapped around Amy as she rested her head against my left breast. I could feel her breath against my nipple. If I weren't so drained I would have moaned. Instead I just started to feed my fingers through her hair and rubbed gently at her scalp and neck. I kissed her head. But we were both tired now and eventually were just closed our eyes, before I was asleep I managed to whisper to my Amy. "Thank you, I love you Amy." "Love you too Sophie, and thank you. I'm glad you were my first." "Me too, sweet dreams my love." And we snuggled closer and let Morpheus take us to dreamland. I awoke again for the third time of the day, very comfortable but I had to move. Isn't it always the same, just when your body is in the perfect position, especially as your lover is sleeping soundly on your chest, and you don't wish to disturb them, life can be cruel? Well I definitely needed a piss so I had to move. "Amy, wake up, I need you to move, please." I was trying to be gentle, but with no sign of life, I had to start to shake her, while repeating her name. "Stop it Sophie, trying to sleep." she mumbled. "I need you to move, I need the toilet." "To comfortable, can't you hold it?" "No, unless you want to try water sports, I suggest you move." I had learnt quite a few terms like pussy, clit, water sports, anal, cunt and some others that clued me in on some of the more explicit names that people use, do or call during sex. Pussy was my favourite, it sort of made me an adult, and when Amy said it, it was a turn on to see my teacher sound so naughty, I am giggling like a school girl inside. Although I had yet to hear her tell me to 'fuck her', I would entice her a little, later. "That is disgusting, not to sound afraid of trying new things with you, that is just one I'd rather not try." She said, but I could hear a hint of humour as she remained where she was. "Then move you beautiful naked ass." Then I pushed her of my arm and ran naked to the toilet. I did not even close the door. I watched as she crawled out of bed and came towards me, while I was taking a very much needed piss. She learned down and kissed me. "Thank you again for earlier this morning, it was simply the greatest way of waking up, making love to you. Do you mind if I grab a shower?" "No, go ahead; I'll join you in a second. Just to remind you, I love you very much Amy, I have never come so hard, and after our shower I plan on using my mouth to communicate how much I love you and your totally sexy and beautiful body." "So it not just my ass you like." "Well I can definitely tell that you are into women's asses, you were humping me pretty hard this morning." "I couldn't help it; you do have a sexy naked ass also. And I love you too, and your mouth can do anything it wants, as long as you don't forget to use your tongue also." She winked at me, it was so nice. Amy stepped into the shower and after a minute of watching her I stepped in with her. "I have to say Amy that this morning has to be the greatest ever, in fact it was so amazing, I reckon that I could just cum remembering it." "Well, I am very glad you enjoyed it. It certainly was indescribable the full list of emotions and feelings I experienced, but it felt beautiful, loving and so utterly amazing, I just feel so alive." "It is a good feeling. Amy do you know what else I noticed?" "No, what?" "Just waking up a few minutes ago, to ending up here, I noticed some differences, did you?" She thought about it for a few moments. "Turn around." I asked. "I'll wash your back and then your hair." I grabbed some shower gel and began to soap her back. "I don't get it, what's different?" "We are." I gave her ass a quick soaping, even gave her pucker a quick prod. It made Amy giggle. "Did you just giggle like a little school girl." "Your the little school girl, I am just making up for misspent youth. It was quite a weird giggling feeling when you prodded my asshole. Turn around and I will show you." I gave her the shower gel and turned around. She washed my back first. "So how are we different, apart from neither of us are virgins anymore? By the way, that did not hurt as much as I thought, in fact, I hardly noticed it." "Yes, I noticed that, it was like the pleasure of cumming at the same time as the pain of the hymen breaking, cancelled each other out. Or we could be into kinky pain, like when I bit you nipple and you screamed my name. By the way, later I want you to tell me to fuck you; I need to hear my teacher's dirty potty mouth." "Even though you are teasing about being kinky, that bite really did turn me on." By now she was soaping my ass, then she slipped her finger in, and then I giggled like a school girl, well like me really. "Ok, so it has certain giggle affect. I agree about nipple biting, maybe it is in all of us to do things we would not normally do, and for people to be turned on by things that in a normal setting would just never occur to us to do, sex just seems to bring out the very kinky side of us. Maybe sometime in the future, you might beg me to piss on you." "I am telling you now, no yellow stuff in our bed." "What about the shower?" "Well, it still sounds disgusting but as you say, during sex you lose all inhibitions, so anything is possible." "Maybe you could go to a shop and pick up a book on all the different names and positions people can do during lesbian sex. What do you reckon, we could try them out." "Not a bad idea, but I'll leave it for now, I think I just want to discover as much as possible, together, with you." "Well that's a given, but one day, if you see one, pick it up." She was washing my hair now. Lathering my hair and rubbing my scalp, it was very relaxing. "Oh Amy, washing my hair never felt so good. Your fingers feel so good." She rinsed my hair then conditioned it, once finished I turned, handing me the shampoo, I began washing Amy's hair. She stayed facing forward and held my waist for support as I washed her hair. "Sophie, are you going to tell me what your young brilliant mind has figured out, because I have no clue?" "Yes Amy, I will, but I like making you squirm a little." "You like making me sweat you little tease." "Yes I do, in more ways then one, and would you please stop calling me little." "I can't help it; you're smaller than me, in everyway. But don't worry, over the next few years I'm sure you'll out grow me, and only then will I stop." "You are so cute when you squirm, you know that?" She pouted. "I think I should keep it to myself, unless you just think for a moment about everything we have said and done this morning, and also what we have not said as well. A little clue there, just walk through what happened after we just woke up." "Ok, you told me to move my naked ass." "Beautiful." I interjected. "Thank you; I did move my beautiful naked ass. Well I had to after you almost pushed out of bed; it is a single after all." "We'll get a bigger one soon. So I went to the toilet, next?" "Well I thought about having a shower, and thought you might want to share it with me, save on water." "You are so thoughtful, but I believe that sharing actually will mean we use more water." "You have point. Anyway, I came in, kissed you to say thank you, and came in the shower, then you said you noticed a change." "Ok, well obviously I have to explain all this to you." "Well obviously if I don't know, then you will have to explain it like a teacher." "So does that mean you're the student?" "Yes Miss, that is correct." "Does that mean I get to smack you if you're naughty?" "Kinky, but teachers smacking students went out during the sixties." "Spoilsport." I kissed her softly. "I have 3 options, we can either continue this discussion over breakfast, we can stay in this shower, but what I have to say will take a while, or we can finish cleaning, dry off and sit on the bed, naked." "How about option 4?" "What's option 4?" She leaned in and kissed me on the lips, then moved to my cheek, eventually kissing around to my ear. She seductively whispered in my ear, sending chills down my back. "Well we can finish cleaning, dry off, sit on your bed naked, show me what you mouth and tongue can do to me, and then dress, then have breakfast and chat." I did not even bother to agree. We were both clean enough I thought, so I switched off the shower, took her hand and dragged her to bed. I did not care that we were wet, I was so turned on. I pushed her onto the bed, her legs dangling over the edge. I got down on my knees, spread her legs and just dived in. No nervousness or thoughts about what I wanted to do, I just did what I wanted, because I knew she wanted it to. My first taste of her was a weird sensation, both satisfying but there was also something else. The need in me needed to taste every part of Amy, to bask in all of her. Like her smell, it was already imprinted in my brain, but her arousal, her wetness, her inner Amy was what I really wanted. I wanted to taste that that only Amy could produce; I wanted to taste her essence. It was like sharing saliva, but these juices were created, because I aroused her. I licked around her pussy, kissing her thighs, exploring before I made a real effort to make her cum. "Oh Sophie, please baby, I need you now." I could just see her face, between the valley of he breasts. I parted her lips and slid my tongue up and down her slit. Her moaning guided me as I tried to tease her, but also learning what really drives her wild. I stuck my tongue deeply into her slit, not moving just sticking it in. Then I closed my lips around hers and French kissed her pussy as deeply as I could. Her moaning was now constant; she started to hump my face. I held her hips, holding on, and then I moved my tongue, up. I knew she needed me to make her come soon and I wanted that because, I needed my own release pretty soon, and only Amy could do that, doing it myself would never compare to the pleasure Amy could give me. I found her clit and licked it a couple of times, then I bit it, pretty hard in fact, luckily not to hard, but enough for her to scream my name. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 06 "Oh god damn, fuck, fuckin hell Sophie, oh fuck me, please baby, suck it, bite it, but make me cum, stick you fingers in and fuck me now." Who was I to turn down that heartfelt, passionate request? So I did what she asked of me, she was getting closer as the minutes passed. I was sliding my fingers in and out, very fast and very hard, 3 of them. It was a tight fit, but there was enough lubrication to make it easier. I was now sucking her clit, giving it a few nibbles, licking it like a lollipop, every move or change in pace, effected her. Sometimes she moaned loud, sometimes quiet, sometimes she screamed and sometimes she squeaked. I have even made her pray. I reckon there is an untapped symphony waiting to be written. But I needed release, so I picked up the pace and I made her scream as she bucked against my mouth and came real hard. As she calmed I picked myself of the floor and landing on top of her. I kissed her deep and hard and she kissed me back just as hard, tongues fighting for control, each of us moaning into each others mouth. "Amy, I need you to fuck me now, I need release really badly." She rolled me over and slid down my body and started to instantly lick me. Oh my god. "Oh my god, oh fuck me. That feels so good Amy, you got me babe, have me anyway you want, make me scream your name." She licked me hard and bit my clit, oh god, what a feeling. "You taste so good Sophie." "Less talking and more licking." Oh god, it felt so good, she stuck two fingers in me while she concentrated on stimulating my clit with her tongue and teeth. I was bucking wildly, I couldn't control myself. She was so good. I was feeling on top of the world when I finally came. But she kept on licking my clit, after a few minutes I came again, and then a third time before it was time to stop. I could explain further, but I came so fast and hard, all I can say was that my head rolled as my brain went to mush, my body shuddered uncontrollably and just let the most amazing and awesome feelings wash over me." "Stop Amy, I am too sensitive. Oh you are so good to me, that was amazing. You have a very skilful tongue there, an even better skill than your cooking." She got up and half lay on me, she leaned on her elbow, stroking my hair while the other hand gently rubbed my stomach." "I aim to please. I have to say, I did not realise you were such an animal in bed, I figured you for the tame pussy cat." "You drive me wild with lust Amy, not a bad thing, it was an interesting experience, very pleasurable, very raw." "I liked it too, different from this morning, ying and yang." "I love you Amy, I can't say that enough, everything about you amazes and delights me." "Ditto Sophie, I am so in love with you, my heart just can't live without you. You said yesterday things were moving too fast, but as you also said, this is just too right to ignore. I just hope we didn't wake people in the next street, not to say your parents." "Part of me doesn't give a fuck, screaming each others name seems the only thing either of us can think to do without thinking about it. It is a natural release to the intense feelings we give each other. But luckily years ago, dad sound proofed my room when I wanted to learn the drums." "So you play the drums then. Maybe you can play me something." "Actually when he soundproofed the room I figured it didn't matter about the drums, I only wanted them to annoy my parents and sister." "Well at least we can scream till the roof comes off and not have to worry about waking your parents." "Yes, but I left the window open last night and I reckon we gave the neighbours something to listen to." "Oh, shit, we both said our names. They will know." "They can guess, but this is another thing we have to be careful off. Note to us, make sure window is closed before we fuck each others brains out." "That sounds like a plan." Suddenly Amy became very serious and tears started to roll down her cheeks. I pulled her down fully on top of me and embraced, running my hand up and down her back soothing her. "Whatever it is Amy, I've got you, forever?" "Oh Sophie, I am so overjoyed, you make me very happy, too happy to feel like I ever deserved you, but I've got you now and I am never letting you go." "I won't let you; I can't live without you Amy. It will be hard for now, our freedom will be limited, but no matter what we are together, forever, and I mean that, how can something so amazingly good, ever end?" "It won't, I have you and you have me, together we are the perfect match, like your dad said. Soulmates." "I like that, Soulmates; it is the perfect term for us. That explains why things have moved so fast. Like that story we read where they met, spent years avoiding there true feelings and once they kissed it was like a tidal wave of emotions and feelings. Just like our first kiss, we've just been on a short, wonderful journey, never stopping just enjoying every moment, with joy in our hearts." I was crying now, I had found my Soulmate, could things be really this good forever. Yes they could. "So my love, my dear sweet precious Sophie, can I cook you breakfast." "That would be very good. Let's get dressed, have breakfast and we can talk." "We have done a lot of talking these past few days, can't we just enjoy each other today. Because tomorrow we are both back at school, which I am dreading. It is going to be really difficult to let you go, even if it is for just a day." I kissed her, and then we both helped each other up. I put my arms around her neck while she held my waist. "Amy, I have to say tomorrow worries me also. But no matter what, you can come and go as you please, once school is over for the day and I come home, I will be waiting for you, when we can be together again. But remember, I have to study, you have to work, so when will we have time for anything else, life goes on as normal. We will eventually build a routine and things will get easier." "I like it when you keep saying we, because it reminds me that together, nobody can ever keep us apart." "Good, that settles that. Now about our talk, I know that we have done a lot of that and we have plenty of time to deal with things as they come. But if you don't mind, I would just like to summarise a few things with you and as I said yesterday, just a little discussion about the future, but after that, they will be no need to have any major discussions, at least not for a while, hopefully." "Ok babe, breakfast than chat. Need a quick shower first." And with that she dragged me towards the shower. Sharing a shower with Amy was a new and wonderful experience, it was just about the only way I would be able to take showers as a normal routine. On my own I would just clean then get out. Now I had fun with it and I get to have my hands all over Amy's, naked, beautiful, sculptured body, perfect. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 07 Part 7 - Preparing For School Amy offered to make us breakfast, so I just sat at the table, watching her move about making what looked to be an appetising meal. I was hungry, but not just for food, watching her move, the way her ass moved, I so wanted her right now. I wondered what would happen tomorrow when we both returned to school. I was going to make it easy for us and decided that making friends would be the best distraction. Being alone all the time left me with no distractions except school work, and I usually had that done in no time at all. I could start going to the library and reading but making friends was something I needed to do. I needed to grow now, before it was too late. While talking with Amy and my parents over the last few days I realised I had missed some important lessons about growing up, socialising was a very big part of that, learning from other people. I looked at the clock on the wall, it was just after 8am, my parents slept in on Sundays. So we had a little private time to ourselves, enough time to chat about certain things. "Is it ready yet, I am starving." "Me too, I am doing the best I can, but cooking takes time." "Well as your making it, which smells delicious by the way, I will give you a break." "Why thank you for your approval. But just so you know, I am doing this, because I need the distraction, because when I look at you, I just want you right then and there." "How do you think I feel I have been watching your ass for the last ten minutes?" And just to rub it in she wiggled her ass at me. I moaned a little. "Your just a big tease Amy, aren't yah." "Is that a dig at my height? Anyway I am not teasing, I want you to look at my ass, it's nice that you are interested." "Oh I'm interested. It's like a ripe peach; I like peaches, just to bite into it, all those juices." Now she moaned a little. "Now who's the tease?" "What little ole me, why I declare you are too precious for words, you sweet, juicy thing you." She turned towards me, I jumped out of my chair and we just grabbed each other and kissed, hard. We were like ticking time bombs. When we touched and just relaxed together, we would be fine. But when we teased, it grew and grew, each of us getting more and more turned on, until we were ready to explode. Our tongues were fighting again, until I sucked her tongue into my mouth. Our moaning grew, oh fuck it, I needed her now. She was wearing denim shorts and I knew she had nothing on underneath. I unbuttoned them and shoved my hand inside, seeking my target. She was so wet, I slid in two fingers and using my palm I stimulated her clit. She did the same to me; her fingers were right where I needed them. "Oh fuck Amy, I need to come now, please. Just fuck me hard." "Oh yes Sophie my love, I want you to cum, but keep you fingers moving hard baby, I need to come to." I was very close, I started to suck her neck to stifle the moans, she was doing the same, but when we came together, we both bit hard. It was amazing. "That was certainly interesting," I finally said after a few moments. "Do you think we can control ourselves at school?" "Not that I think it's funny, but I have this image in my head of you jumping on my desk, naked and we just start fucking each other." We both laughed but we needed to calm down and get some prospective on this. We both tidied up, but not before we both licked and sucked the juices of our hands. It was quite a come down, exciting, thrilling but scary. We had lost control, in the kitchen of all places. I sat back down and Amy finished breakfast. We ate silently, lost in our own thoughts, but over the past few days, I figured we were pretty much in sync with each other and were both thinking the same things. After we finished eating, I helped tidy the kitchen. Amy had made some extra for mom and dad, so served them and put them in the oven. We each grabbed a cup of coffee and went to the living room. "I guess you are thinking what I am thinking?" I asked. We sat down on the three seater couch. We faced each other, but kept a few feet of distance between us to let the other know it was time for that chat. "If you're thinking about the fact we so easily just lost ourselves in the moment, losing control like that. Then yes." "There is a part of me that is very happy that we found each other and that we are comfortable together. But part of me is scared that we have so little control sometimes, and outside this house we need to control ourselves." "Oh Sophie, I'm scared too, we just met, started something great, but I just want you all the time. I know tomorrow will be a huge test, and I hope we both pass with flying colours, but there is this part of me that just thinks we may just lose it again." "Amy, I am not losing you, ever, so we have to be strong. I think part of it, I believe, is that it is all new to us, exciting and amazing, it is a feeling neither of us wants to lose. The other thing is that this house is our sanctum, our house of love, so part of it is that this is the only place we can show and share our love. So maybe it is all just psychological." "I think you are right. Maybe once we go our separate way tomorrow, things will just go back to normal, like the house is the only place we will act out our love, but then it calms once outside." "That is the hopefully the idea, the fear we will lose that freedom outside, were just struggling to cope, so we just go crazy inside, but outside things will just be calm between us." "Well it sounds like a good theory, we'll test it later. But now my love, lets discuss this morning and whatever you wanted to say yesterday before we fell asleep, I have a feeling it ties in with what we have already spoken about." "It does but nothing serious really. You just mentioned we are comfortable now with each other, and that is what I noticed this morning after we made love. Yesterday we were careful with each, treading carefully about what we said and did to each other. Now we have taking that final step, we have just finally beaten that final barrier and now neither of us are nervous or scared of saying or doing anything, because we both are just comfortable with each other. This morning I got out of bed naked, went to the toilet. I did not close the door, you walked in naked, just acted normally while you kissed me, I was at the time having a piss and you then you went for a shower, and then I joined you. Everything we did, we would never have done yesterday, like when we got ready for bed, we did it separately and in private." "Wow, I never realised, like I was asking before we made love the first time, if it was ok, yet in the kitchen I just wanted to fuck you and not even thought about what you wanted. Sorry, that sounds bad, but you know I am just too comfortable to think you didn't want to, plus I am sure you would have said no." "I would have said no, but I don't think that is going to ever happen. I love you so much Amy, you have to believe me on that, tomorrow will be hard, because I need to be near you at all times. It will be a test for both of us. But no matter what, you are forever; my heart is so empty when you are not near. I could never survive without you. To say that after 3 days is truly the most amazing thing, to fall in love with you was easy, you are so amazing Amy, in just over a year since I have known you, just being near you had an amazing affect on me, not just in love, but in the person you are. I love everything about you, there is not anything I don't like. So I give myself freely to you, in love, in body and in mind. Ours souls are joined together, we were meant to be together, forever." I was crying again, I had cried more these past few days than I had in my whole 18 years on this earth. "Sophie, I love you so much too. You know being the English teacher I should know the words, but yours are so poetic; your words reach me deep inside. They make me feel so loved and needed. I thank you for this weekend to explore you, both body and mind. I am never going to lose you to anyone. You are mine forever as I am yours. It will be hard, we will be tested to the limit, but knowing that together we can do anything, to feed off each others strengths, we will succeed. Soon you will get your double bed, I will get my clothes and stuff and move in. Although we can never be together at school, knowing that when we get home, we can be together, that hope alone will give me the strength to get through the day." We were both crying now, I pulled her towards me to embrace her tightly, adding gentle kisses to her mouth and cheek. Things had calmed down and we were loving each other again gently. We caressed each other as she lay on top of me, just holding on to this very gentle moment, after a few minutes we fell asleep. My last thoughts were of Amy and I knew they would be there when I awoke. I was still smiling when I awoke. My mom was trying to get me to stir. "Sophie, Amy, time to get up. Oh....., they look so lovely together, cute even. Look at the smiles on both there faces. Do you think they might have had sex yet?" "They will tell us if they want to, remember last night we told them they could do whatever, without any judgement from us." "I know, but do not tell me you are not the least bit curious." "I am, but I don't want either of them to know that." I had been listening to this and felt it was time to tell them, the best way I could. "Morning mom, morning dad. Dad?" "Yes pumpkin." "Thanks for soundproofing my room, really helped this morning." "Your welcome, even if you didn't bother to learn the drums, at least you get your privacy." "Not quite, left the window open, I hope the neighbours didn't hear too much." "The screaming was so bad I almost went deaf." Mumbled my sleeping partner against my chest. "So I guess honey, you err, well you both are no longer virgins?" Mom asked. "That would be correct mom, I have to say it was a perfect moment. Both of us were just ready, but it got a bit crazy afterwards." I told them. "It usually does, once you start, you just want to keep trying it until either you fall asleep or just get bored. I guess the sleep option worked out for you." stated mom. "Sorry about that mom," shockingly, Amy said this; my mom's face was a picture. "We were just talking and that led to letting our emotions run free and after all the sex we were just so tired. I made you and dad some breakfast; you'll find it in the oven, just needs warming up." Now dad was shocked, but part of me knew it wasn't the sleep talking and was to do with being comfortable. Amy had found her way home, to us. Most of her life she was neglected, and she wallowed in self-pity and low self-esteem. Unloved she plodded through life until she found me. "I love you Amy, you have made my life complete." I whispered into her ear. She realised what she had said, I could here the sniffles. "I have finally come home, to my family." Now we were all crying as everyone heard what she said. "I am going to marry you one day Amy, and all my family will be there to welcome you into there lives." That was all it took to fully release the tears we were all holding. My god how soppy can this family get, we had more happy tears in us then I ever thought possible. Amy was just so amazing, she made us all happy. Thank god for my parents, without there acceptance and kindness, Amy and I may never have experienced this much love. "Well were both very happy for the both of you, and thank you Amy for making breakfast for us, will leave you to it." And with that the both left us alone. "Do you mean it Sophie that you want to marry me?" "Of course I do, don't you want to?" "Oh Sophie, more than anything, but isn't that, well the future, err.... we've only just met?" "Amy, in 3 days, we met, fell in love, made love and discussed more than most couples do in there first year. I have to feel that what we have is forever. We just went through how comfortable things are between us. I have to believe you feel the same way, but you, as do I, are feeling a little overwhelmed at the moment. All that has happened has still yet to fully sink in. The future may be unknown, but I will not believe that we won't not be together forever, with that in mind, marrying you will happen at some point. It may not sound quite romantic when I said it, but it was meant to reassure you that we are together, forever, and that my family is yours and you have accepted us, especially when you called my parents mom and dad. Well our parents, but officially this will happen when we marry." "It all seems so fast and unreal, I think I need to just let it all slowly sink in. I am comfortable with everything, but it is still amazing how this has all happened in 3 days." "Give it a few weeks; whilst we cope with the separation at school, it will give us time to reflect over everything." "I agree, with all the emotion overload and feelings we have experienced, we need to sort things out in our heads." "Good, then let's talk about the future, I want to discuss with you the implications that I have put on you. But we also need to start thinking about what happens once it is safe to announce our relationship to people." "So are you just going to tell people, I don't know if I would be comfortable with that? Being gay is one thing, telling people is another?" "I agree it will be difficult, but I won't and can't hide what we have for long. We will discuss this more closer to the time I leave school. But all I am saying is that once I have finished school, I want us to be able to go out, walk around, hand in hand. If people make assumptions, then they can, but I need to be free from our restrictions. I understand it is going to be hard for both of us to adjust. But as long as we are together, supporting each other and help others to understand things better, and then things should be fine." "Oh, I see. I suppose you are right, I don't want to hide anymore either. I guess I am just worried about what people will think." "Are you ashamed of us, I don't mean to sound harsh, but I need to understand whatever it is you feel? So that either I can adjust or I can help you." "I guess being in a relationship means more than sex. Again we are new to this, and I have hidden away for so long now. I am not nor will I ever be ashamed of you. I was willing to give up my job to be with you, and I still will if it meant the difference of being together or apart. I know what we have is right and nothing will change that." Shortly afterwards mom and dad entered the room. "Can we discuss some things with you both?" I asked mom and dad. "Of course you can." said dad. We all took a seat in our favourite places. But Amy made me more comfortable by laying me down and rested my head on her lap. She gently soothed my back with one hand while the other played with my hair while I rubbed her leg. It was very relaxing for both of us. "So what is it you want to talk about?" "Sophie was telling me about what she planned for the future. We were discussing what happens when she leaves school, she doesn't want to hide anymore. I agree, it may be hard for me to come out, but it should not matter what people think, be true to yourself, don't hide who you are. Sophie taught us all that, thanks to Sally, so I am not going to let my being gay control my decisions anymore. I am tired of hiding, being lonely, watching all the normal straight people be able to leave free and easy lives. I need to stand up and be proud of who I am, if they can't see past the fact that I am gay, then it's there loss, because I don't anyone but my family." "Thank you Amy, for your love and understanding. It will be tough, but as long as we stand together." I said. "Sophie, you and Amy, have a great deal of courage, I mean telling us just showed us more trust than anything else. You stuck by each other, we all worked out some simple rules to help make this easier. We could not be prouder at how hard you are both willing to make this work." Said mom proudly. "Amy our initial feelings about you are not even close to what we feel now. We love you, we know you will protect and care for Sophie as if your life depended on it. I am so proud to have you in our lives. So I guess the next question should be, Sophie what will you do once you finish school?" "Well this is what I wanted to talk to Amy about. Firstly, Amy, do you own your house." "Yes, actually it was left to me by my Aunt Emily, she was the only family member that actually loved me without having to live by any demands, and she loved me for who I am. But she lived so far away, I maybe got 2 weeks worth of visits in a year, we wrote when we could. But she died before I was 15. She left me her house, but I was not told until I was 18. She knew my parents would try and take it away from me. Luckily I had left by then so as soon as I left home and finished university I moved here, which was the best decision I ever made." She kissed the top of my head. "Because I found you, why did you ask?" "Well mom and dad have offered to get us a double bed." They both nodded in agreement. "Do you know when that will be? I am grateful but would really appreciate it sooner rather than later." "Well we were planning on taking you both to town and choosing one, but maybe that would not be a good idea. So we could either pick one, or Sophie could come and Amy stay here." offered mom. "Something I have been thinking about since our talk this morning Sophie, about learning to deal with the distance between us, especially when we are at school. I have been thinking we should test it. So please don't get angry, but after we finish talking, I plan to go home for the night, get my stuff packed and get prepared for school. This should give you a chance to surprise me tomorrow with our new bed and give us a night apart to see how we cope. If you don't agree, obviously I will not go, but please think about it." I was a little shocked to say the least, but the fact was, it was a really good idea. "You know I really got used to the idea that once we had sex, that was it, we would never be apart and we would sleep together every night." "Sophie this is not a rejection by any means. I was simply offering a chance to see if we could last to be apart for one night." "I know Amy, I was just expressing my feelings, but if I am honest, your idea makes too much sense. Even I mentioned that tomorrow will be a test, but tonight alone will give us both the chance to prepare ourselves for tomorrow. But please call me in the morning before you leave for work. I will at least need to hear you voice and be able to tell you I love you in private, ok." "Agreed. God I am so lucky to have such and understanding partner." "I like that, partner." "Well that is what we are. I love you Sophie, thank you for your love in return. I will miss you tonight, but it will be very beneficial to us both, never forget that I love you and we will get through this." "I won't Amy, I love you too, and it is so great you are thinking so much about us and how to help us to deal with the problems we have to face." I turned my head to look at her; I wrapped one hand around her neck to bring her down for a kiss. It was gentle, just enough to show my love and for her to return it, before we realised we had company. "I cannot believe you did that in front of our parents." said Amy. I looked at my parents who we blushing but also seemed happy, hearing Amy declare that they were our parents, that was another milestone in our partnership. "Couldn't be helped sweetheart, I love you too much. So mom I will come with you and dad to get the bed, then when I get back I will tidy up Sally's old room, if that is ok with you?" My Teacher, My Love Ch. 07 "That sounds great, I think it is time we let Sally go, for all she has done for this family, I know that she would have wanted us to be happy and Amy being here has certainly done that." "Thank you for saying that mom, it means a lot to me and to Sophie." Amy tapped my head. "Yes my love?" "What about my house?" "Well I thought you were renting, so I did wonder what you would do if you moved here. Knowing that you own it makes it easier really. I was thinking that you should keep your name registered to that house, for mail and also for school purposes, so everyone will still think you live at your house. And then maybe you could see about renting it out, to earn a little money. Then when I leave school, maybe we could move into it together." "I would love to live with you, and it will become our house. Whatever I own is yours including my heart. So you now own half the house, so whoever we rent it to, half the money earned will be yours." "No, you don't have to do that Amy, you keep it, you might need it one day." "Amy, this is not up for discussion, this is my choice and your stubbornness will not stop me from giving this to you, ok." "Ok, it is sweet that you want to give me such a gift, sharing your life with me, especially as all I have to offer is me." "That is all I want. Until we are married I think we at least need to speak to a lawyer and make it official. But your idea sounds brilliant, renting out our home while we stay here, we could save for our future together." Amy smiled at our parents. "Dad do you know any good lawyers?" "Well Amy, you're in luck. I know of a rather dashing man, who is quite the lawyer, I could speak to him if you want." "That would be great, anything to help us out." "It would be my pleasure Amy." "Now something else has occurred to me. I have I feeling I will not win, but I want to pay rent." Stated Amy. "Your damn right you will not win, you are not going to pay any rent here." Said mom. "But mom, I want to help, anyway I can." Demanded Amy. "Don't mom me, you make us happy and you can cook, we can use that here. Obviously you will have your chores to do, and there is your share of the phone bill, you can even pick up shopping occasionally. But please Amy, this house is paid for; both your father and I have enough money to cover most of the normal bills. It would lead to too many problems to work out how much for you to pay, so just try and keep it simple." "Ok, that sounds agreeable, thanks mom, thanks dad." That just all seemed so natural. We were all just sitting around talking and discussing stuff, like any normal family. It helped us all to cope with the situation as it was and trying successfully to make everything as normal as it should "So finally my future. Now you all are already doing what you have chosen as you careers, while I remain the one person who still has to figure that out. Now this task is a tiny bit more difficult now that I have a partner. So what ever I choose to do after school has to be close by." "I think that we should discuss this after Christmas. Not now, let's get settled first and see how things go. Firstly we need to find tenants and agree terms, but when you finish school we should have enough money saved to maybe rent some place, near to where ever you want to go. My job here is not as important as you Sophie; I could get a job anywhere really. So keep an open mind until we discuss it further, but not now. I think we all need to start getting things in order. So I will go home and get packed and you can go with mom and dad to get us a nice, big comfy bed, luckily you have a big room." "Ok I suppose. I am going to miss you so much. So you should go now before I change my mind." I got up and took her hand as I dragged her to the door. Then she dragged me upstairs, explaining to me that she had to get her keys and that I had to help her find them, she informed mom and dad it might take a bit of time. As soon as we were in our room and the door was shut she had me up against the door and was kissing me passionately. Our tongues met but she allowed me in without much fight. I was searching her mouth and our kissing became more intense. "Sophie, I know I should just go, but do you think we can make love just before I go. No rushing this time, I just want you so much, but I want to caress you and feel every naked part of you and then make you cum." I just started taking off my clothes and she followed shortly. We walked to the bed and climbed in, Amy crawled on top of me. We took our time exploring each other. We kissed, licked and touched each other all over. We were both gentle and kept a slow pace as we brought each other closer to mutual satisfaction. When we both eventually came we both cried into each other. Our tears were both happy and sad, but I had to let her go. I told her to just go, that I missed her already and that she must not forget to call me. She was dressed quickly, then left leaving me in bed, crying. I heard the front door shut from the window which I forgotten to close again. Eventually I cried myself to sleep. I awoke a few hours later after my mom nudged me to tell me that we should leave. It was lonely now that Amy was not here and my mom told me that letting go was sometimes difficult, but not to get to upset as tomorrow we would talk and then we would be together again soon. I was left to dress and then we were on our way. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 08 Part 8 - Back To School Monday morning, I have never been so excited and nervous about going to school. It was just after 6, sleep had not gone well. Part of me missed Amy but another was anticipating what would happen at school. Yesterday had been a sad day and also a fun day. Sad when Amy was not there and when we tided Sally's room. But mom, dad and I had fun when we went to the bed store and i got the most beautiful bed I had ever seen. I had tried to find a cheaper one, but I could not stop looking at this lovely wooden bed. It was beautifully crafted; the headboard had flowers engraved into it. My dad joked when he paid for it that I could consider it an early wedding present, part of me believed him, but I did let him buy it for us. Mom also purchased some new bedding. Once we were home, mom helped me tidy Sally's old room; it was a very emotional time as we packed away her clothes and other personal possessions. We spent along time remembering the happy times we spent with Sally, as we looked at photos and objects she had collected over the years, triggering memories. Once the room was emptied, dusted and vacuumed, dad brought my old bed into Sally's old room, or Amy's spare room, so he had room to put mine and Amy's new king-size bed into our bedroom. Mom and I left dad putting my bed together, while we made dinner. By the time dad had finished, dinner was ready and we chatted about stuff. Not discussing either Amy or school. It was hard not to wonder what Amy was doing, what Amy was thinking. I so wanted to phone her, but just tried to distract myself with chores. It was nearly 7pm before I decided to get a start on my school work and clothes ready for tomorrow. I tried reading a book before I slept but I was just stuck on the same page for 15 minutes, before I decided to just try and sleep, even if it was early. So now after a rough nights sleep, the day I had dreaded for the last few days was finally here. I showered, brushed my teeth and was soon dressed for school. I picked up my backpack and headed downstairs. I could hear movement in the kitchen so went to investigate. Mom was making breakfast, dad was reading the morning paper. A place was set for me along with the phone. "Morning pumpkin, how did you sleep?" Asked dad. "Not well, pretty nervous about today." I replied. Mom served me some granola which I usually have for breakfast before school, where as mom and dad like a fry up, which I have on weekends. "Whatever happens today happens. You both have our numbers if you need either of us." Said mom. "Thanks mom and thanks dad, I'm sure I am just worrying about nothing, it's just the unknown of it all, like how will we react or if people can tell by just looking at us that there is something going on." "I guess you've thought about it a lot?" Asked mom "Yes, while I was trying to sleep I was thinking about making friends, and then remembered stories of students who were gay, and how it showed when they were sub consciously looking at the same sex. Maybe it will be different as my eyes will only be on Amy, but then again, maybe I will do it without realising. I am going to ask Amy when she rings, because I had no idea she was gay in the last few years I have known her. And I have never noticed girls at school checking other girls out. I have kind of done that, but I just hid in a corner when I did it." "Sophie, you are over thinking things again. I think you need to take time to just start living life; it is good that you study hard and like to understand things better. But as you found with Amy, you have missed certain aspects of growing up, maybe when you find some friends and start to live a little as an adult should, you may start to worry less. Life is about learning from your mistakes, to learn to pick up after yourself better, to cope with the harshness of what life may deal you. Over analyzing everything will make you question every decision you make. I mean look at you and Amy, you had a moment, and you took it and kissed for the first time. Now look where you are, you have a wonderful partner, we have a wonderful new daughter and you are going to live together, then marry. All the stuff that you should have analyzed after you fell in love, like that fact she was your teacher, you ignored it and just lived it, because it was too important to ignore. Love is a powerful emotion and it will be your love for Amy that will get you through this period of adjustment. Sophie, you are so smart, you know I am right, but believe in yourself to make the right choices without reading about it first. Just let your good judgement let you decide. You and Amy can deal with anything that goes wrong together, and you have our support no matter what." Well I listened to all that and you know what, I wasn't worried anymore. Mom is right and Amy has been telling me the same thing. We just need to continue as normal, and no matter what, things will happen as they happen. We cannot control how things will turn out. So now I just wanted to go to school, see Amy, and just continue as we should, when at school, she is my teacher, until we both get home. "Thank you mom, that was really great advice, I think I just have to remember that at school, Amy is simply Miss Taylor, and as long as I remember that, school should just be a normal place and I have a great teacher 3 times a week." "I am so happy I could help, well enjoy breakfast, your dad and I are off to work now, have fun at school." Mom and dad both kissed my cheek as they left. It was just after 7am and Amy would hopefully ring soon. Ring. "Hello?" "Hi honey, it so good to hear your voice." "Yours too Amy, I miss you and I must tell you I love you so much." "Missing you too Sophie. How did you sleep because I just couldn't settle?" "The same, but I had a talk with mom this morning; she said that I should not worry about today and just treat it as any other school day. As long as I remember that at school you are just my teacher, Miss Taylor." "She is right, but I must tell you that after 3 days, I can't sleep properly now without you by my side." "I know I couldn't either, if you had been here last night I would have definitely slept better." "Well I have packed my stuff and after work I will go to my house, pack the car and be at home for about 7pm." "Wait till you see the bed, its beautiful, dad said it was a future wedding present." "Sounds nice, can't wait to see it, and I especially can't wait to see you. I want to kiss you so much, but I will be counting the hours until tonight." "I am trying to feel your lips on mine now, but I need the real thing so much. I will see you in class, I love you Amy." "Love you too Sophie, will see you later." She kissed down the phone, as did I in reply and the call was over. I was ready to cry but it was less than 12 hours before I would be alone with her, and at least I would see her in just under 2. So stiff upper lip and all that, I held my head up high grabbed my bag and headed off to school. When I usually walked to school, it took about 20 minutes. But it took about twice that long this morning. But I was psyching myself up, while still trying to remember it would just be Miss Taylor today and not to worry too much, just see how the day goes. As I entered the school grounds I looked around, see if could see Amy, but also spotting out potential friends. I had friends when I was younger of course, but when I started high school I felt I was too bright and mature for friends, and I just fazed them out. I never had friends whose house I went to or that came to my house. I also knew that friends I had when I was 11 would be different from the friends I made now, in my adult years. But for now I just had to see who was interested. Making friends would be new to me but I am sure it could not be that hard, so I just had to wait and see what happened. I was going to start in the library, because I should at least try to make friends with people who felt learning was important. When in the library there were a few people that I sometimes would say hello to or we would ask each other questions, but nobody I would call a friend. So that was where I was headed. I think if I stood outside Miss Taylor's door for the next 40 minutes it would seem odd, no matter how smart, so I thought a bit of time in the library would be good. As I entered there were only a few students around, but there was one I saw who I noticed a lot in the library. Her name was Melissa; we were in some of the same classes, but not Miss Taylor's. So she seemed the perfect candidate. She seemed nice, was an inch taller than me, with jet black hair. She was a great student like me, but also seemed like a loner. I approached her cautiously, I do think I wanted to be friends anyway with her, but I also had my ulterior motive. "Hi." She looked around then at me; I was smiling kindly at her. "Do you mind if I sit here?" And I pointed to the chair next to her. She was reading a book but I could not see the cover. She just shrugged her shoulders, which I assumed meant OK and sat down. "My name is Sophie, and your's is Melissa isn't it?" "I know who you are." It sounded dark the way she said it, but at least she spoke to me, it's at least a start. "You do, how do you know me?" I was trying my best to get her to engage in conversation. "I just know who you are, didn't mean anything by it." "Well I was just trying to talk if you want. I have seen you around the library a lot and so you seemed like an interesting person to get to know." "Why would you want to know about me, what have you heard?" Now she was being very defensive. This intrigued me, obviously she had misgivings about people and it seemed like she needed a friend, so I was going to try my hardest to help her. "I have heard nothing about you, but from observations, I know that you are very bright, especially at maths and that you come to the library a lot to study and read a lot of books. I like reading also, what are you reading at the moment?" "Stop, what do you want?" "Well I am honest, so I will tell you the truth. I have no friends my own age at school and my mom suggested that I needed to make friends. I have never needed a friend because I felt I never needed one, I just wanted to do my own thing and concentrate on school, getting good grades. But my mom is correct, people need friends, it is a way of learning about life. So what do you think, can we be friends?" "Well people have never bothered before, so why should I be interested in being friends with you?" "I can't answer that, but if you have never had a real friend, how do you know that not having one will be good for you?" "I don't know and I don't care." Well this was certainly more difficult than originally anticipated. Just then I felt someone looking at me, I looked up and spotted Amy, she was looking straight at me. She looked so beautiful, wearing a summer dress with a cardigan hanging off her shoulders. She was wearing her glasses and was smiling brightly. I smiled back, nudged my head towards the girl I was talking too, to indicate I was making a friend, she nodded slightly to continue. "Well, Melissa, I do care about people, even though I have never tried to make friends, I am the type to help whenever I can. Now it sounds like you are very careful about letting people too close to you, it seems to me that a friend is just what you need." "Well I don't Sophie, so please go away." "Please let me say this last thing. Trust is a very hard thing to earn and to give. It seems people close to you have hurt you, and you are bitter towards anybody that gets close. I just want to be your friend, I too need to trust more people myself, and I need someone to confide in and to be there for me when I need a friend. You sound like your bottling up a lot of anger and have no one to talk to about it. I would like to be that person, it would be nice to help someone and just be relied upon, and it is the one thing I have been missing in my life. I learnt that from talking to my mom and dad this weekend, I needed someone my own age to talk to, because I was keeping secrets from them, and I did not know how to deal with it." "You really want to me my friend?" I could see a smile forming, giving her gentler appearance. "Yes, I mean if you want we could start by helping each other at school or we could just talk if there is anything you want to say or tell me. I am happy to just listen, I can't make you trust me or believe what I say, there is nothing you could tell me that I would ever tell anyone else. I want to be your confidant, because I have seen first hand the effects of what happens when people don't talk about there thoughts and feelings. My sister died a few years ago, and she had led a very secretive life and it was only on her deathbed that she talked to me and my family. She told me that we have to be who we are and to be honest. So I will be honest with you and hopefully you can learn to trust me." "I have never really had a friend before. So what you are telling me is that because of something you told your parents this weekend, you now want to make friends?" "Yes, I do." "Will you tell me that secret too?" "One day, but you have to earn my trust, but that is not to say I will not tell you other things, my secret, was for family only and it took a year to talk about it, so I hope I trust you enough one day to tell you." "I have secrets too, but no one to tell them too." The bitterness had left and now it seemed she wanted to make an effort to be my friend. "Well if you want any advice you can ask me?" "Why did you wait a year? Do your parents scare you?" "No, it was just that I wanted to understand myself better before I was truthful with them. I was always going to tell them, I just wanted to understand it better, that is why my mom said I should have had a friend, it may have been easier." "Oh, it sounds like your parents really care, mine treat me like shit. I only study or read so I can stay out of there way." "I am sorry to hear that, it was my sister that helped them believe in me more, if she had not spoken to them when she died, I may not have told them. So maybe one day you can hope your parents will care, or at least take notice of your high achievements at school." "I hope one day they do to, I suppose hope is an emotion I am lacking a lot of lately. Do you really want to be my friend?" "Yes Melissa, I really do, I hope you can believe that, you said you know who I am, so you must know that I have no other friends, that I study and work hard and that I would not be the type of person to come up to people and lie about making friends with them?" "I do, but part of me doesn't trust you." "I do not expect you to trust me, that is earned. But if you are at least willing to try and be my friend, it is a very good start." "I am really sorry I was such a bitch earlier, I just get shit on by most people." "It seems that you have a lot of issues with people, but as friends we can help each other to overcome your fears." "I would like that, thank you Sophie." She held out her hand, but I felt a hug moment, so I did just that. "I would like that too, but friends hug." I let her go after a moment. "I read that human contact is important for people. It helps heal all wounds. So if you ever need one, I am here." She was crying. So I opened my arms and she hugged me this time. She cried for only a few minutes. But it did wonders for her smile. "I am sorry I upset you, but you seem happier." "I am, I feel happier than I have in a long time. I cannot believe how nice you have been. Just being with you has helped me feel better." "Were friends now, this is how it is; we support each other and try to make each other happy." "So do you want to do something together or do you need help with homework or anything?" "I usually eat lunch alone, maybe we could sit together?" "I bring my own lunch, so I sit outside. But I suppose I could sit with you in the canteen." "I could get a sandwich and take it outside, what do you want to do?" "Well it looks like it is a nice day and it might be more private to talk, would that be ok?" "Fine, we have the same maths class, so you come with me to get a sandwich and then you can take me to your spot." "I will see you later then, Sophie. Thank you again, it has been lovely to make friends with you." And with that she left to go to class. I waited a few minutes to think about everything that had happened. Melissa was a really great person once she had someone to talk to who cared; it made me happy that I brought a smile to her face. I smiled to myself, I felt wonderful, and maybe having a friend will mean more than a distraction. Not that I had forgotten about Amy, but I realised I was looking forward to lunchtime, rather than watching the clock tick away to 7pm when I could be alone with Amy. So now I had my own class to go to. I would spend the next hour with Miss Taylor as any normal student. When I saw her earlier in the library, I was happy, but it was easy not to rush to her, even though I knew her intimately, I saw her as my teacher and my friend, so it was easy to just act like we did before Friday. All this worrying about making friends and finding ways to avoid showing my feelings for Amy seemed to be a waste, none of my worries had surfaced and everything did seem normal. The final test though was to see how class went. So I picked up my backpack and headed towards English class with Miss Taylor. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 09 I entered the classroom, our eyes met briefly before we both turned away and I headed to the back of the class to take my seat. I took out my books and equipment needed for the lesson, and then looked, as discreetly as possible, at Miss Taylor. She was reading something, probably notes for the class. I could not help but think about her naked, but also I saw my teacher. It was a weird feeling to look at someone you love and have been intermit with, but try and ignore that and just simply see them as nothing more than a teacher, a person you are not meant to have any personal attachment with. She sometimes looked up to scan the room, check who was at there seat, but it also seemed she wanted the chance to look at me. Our eyes met a few times, unable to convey much to each other, but enough to help us through the next hour, our silent support. She started the class once the bell rang, and things went really well. I was distracted by the work assigned to us by Miss Taylor, while she was distracted by answering student's questions and checking over peoples work as she went around the room. Near the end of the lesson, she approached my desk. "How are things going Sophie?" I passed her my book and she gave it a brief read. She seemed satisfied and closed the book and passed it back. "Very good, some of your grammar needs a little revision but it looks like very good work as normal." She gave my shoulder a brief touch and headed back to the front of the class. I opened up my book to revise what I had written so far and to see where changes could be made. I noticed a piece of folded paper inside the pages, I looked up and made sure nobody could see what I was doing and opened up the note. It is from Amy, she must have slipped it in when she read my work. Sophie, Today went well, you and I both seemed to cope well with the distance we have to create in order to hide our feelings for each other. I love you and miss your touch and closeness so much. I can't wait until tonight to be wrapped in your arms, in our new bed. I hope everything went well this morning; it is nice to see you trying to finally make friends with someone. I hope she is someone you have things in common with and that she is someone you can build a very good friendship with. You can tell me all about it tonight, if you want to? Love Amy Do I detect a hint of jealousy, maybe we should have another talk about this, but now all I can see is a very sneaky woman. I hid the note in my backpack as I packed away my stuff. The bell rings and again I am the last one out. I catch eyes with Amy and wink before leaving her, the smile that I had produced from her, made me smile just as much and sent me to my next class very happy. My next class went well also, I had a test that I studied briefly for last night. It went well I think. Then I had a quick break before going to Maths which is where I would see Melissa again since this morning. I saw her as I entered, gave her smile and a quick wave, which she nicely returned, before taking my seat at the back as normal. We did not sit close enough to talk or anything, but we would try and catch each others eye occasionally through class and give each other a friendly smile. Once class ended, Melissa waited for me outside. She followed me to the canteen so I could grab a sandwich, then we headed to her personal grassy knoll. We chatted about school and homework, nothing too personal, but it was still nice to just talk to someone about stuff. Her house was on the same route as the one I walked. So we agreed to meet after school at the front gates and walk home together. The rest of the afternoon went well; my work distracted me from thinking about Amy. I did see her occasionally in the hallways between classes, but did well to ignore each other. It was not as hard as I thought it was going to be, and after missing her so much yesterday, it seemed this was a very successful test and that things should be easier once Amy moved in, and I got to be with her every night. As a couple we were just like any other couple, in that we both went to work during the day, and even though we worked in the same place, while at work we kept things as a simple business relationship, each keeping to our respective task. I am sure there are a lot of people who do the same, so it was quite a nice feeling to be part of something special. And now it seems I had a friendship with Melissa, there wasn't any confirmation that we were friends, just a feeling that we were, maybe that is how people become friends, they meet, find common interests, talk and meet each other, a transition happens where you go from people you know, to an actual friendship. The final bell rang and I made my way towards the school gates. Melissa was not there just yet so I waited. I waited about 10 minutes before she arrived. "I am so sorry Sophie for the delay, my teacher wanted to talk to me. I am very happy that you waited, and sorry if it was an inconvenience." She was very worried. "Melissa, I don't mind waiting really. I was sure you had a reason if you didn't show; I was going to give you another 10 minutes then head home. Have you got a mobile?" "Yes." "Well if we exchange numbers, we could text each other, if anything ever comes up, or just to talk or whatever, friends do that I think if you don't mind?" "I don't mind at all." She replied happily and we exchanged numbers and then headed to our respective homes. We talked about school again but she was beginning to relax and we began to exchange more personal information, likes and dislikes. It was only a 20 minute walk, but we learned some things about each other, we had a lot of things in common and I enjoyed talking to Melissa immensely. We eventually reached her house and said goodbye to each other, including a hug. We agreed to meet in the library in the morning, but I suggested I just meet her here at her house and we could walk to school together. She agreed, asking to be here at 7.45, but asked that I just stand outside the gate and not to come to the door, i agreed, respecting her wishes. Then I waved her goodbye and left. It was nearly 4.30pm when I got home. Mom and dad were not home yet. So I decided to get changed ready for Amy's arrival and try and get as much homework finished as possible. The time flew by with brief shouts of hello from mom and dad, they usually left me alone when I was in my room, knowing I was in my room working, but I would eventually make an appearance to say hello properly to them. I was so lost in getting my work finished I did not notice the door open. It was a few minutes later I heard the slight cough alerting me to there presence. I turned to see Amy leaning against the doorframe. "Busy?" "Never for you." And I jumped out of my chair, ran to her, and then joined our lips in a passionate kiss. Wow, if you are in love as much as I was, you could imagine the type of kiss we had, when you have been anticipating it for the last 24 hours. We were breathing very heavily when we parted. "God I missed you so much." I panted. "Me too. I need to sit down now." So I guided her to the new bed. We sat down together, but ended up laid side by side. My head on her shoulder, while her arms were around mine and my hand was resting on her stomach. "Like the bed?" "Very nice, looks very well made, the designs on the headboard are beautiful. I am so relaxed and comfortable." "I know what you mean; it is too big for one person, so I can't wait to share it with you." "Neither can I. So how are you doing with your homework?" "Not bad, nearly finished." "Well don't let me stop you; mom says to come down soon for dinner. While you finish, I will start to unpack, you can give me hand once you're finished." "But I don't want to move." She laughed. "Oh, poor baby, well it would be best to do it now, then when we have finished and had dinner, we can get an early night." I went straight to my desk and went about finishing my homework, she just laid there stunned, but then laughed at my eagerness. "Well get a move on Amy, get your things unpacked, times a wasting." She laughed again, it was nice to laugh and joke with her; she rolled off the bed and made her way downstairs. I would help but my homework needed to be finished and I was sure either mom or dad would help her. I was just finishing when dad called us both down for dinner, so I finished off and made my way downstairs. Mom and Amy were laughing and talking, it was nice to see them get on so well, dad was busy serving dinner. I went to dad and kissed him on the cheek, did the same to mom then sat down next to Amy who leaned forward to give me a peck on the lips. "Did you finish your homework sweetheart?" She asked. "Just now, thank you for asking." I replied. "Any problems?" "Not really, except I have this really hard working English teacher who really piles on the homework." "Sounds like a battleaxe honey; maybe I should have a word with her for you?" Said mom. "That sounds like a good idea mom; do you think you can help?" "I'll see what I can do, maybe I could ground her." "Mom, Sophie, would you two stop picking on me, I am only doing my job." Then she pouted, big time and we all laughed. "So how did school really go today?" Mom asked us both seriously. "Not to bad plenty to distract us from each other I think. Actually it just seemed like a normal school day." Amy answered. "I agree mom, but one thing I do not understand, I thought passing notes in class was wrong?" "Who was passing notes?" Amy coughed. Mom turned to look at her, dad gave me smile while he placed my dinner in front of me. "Amy, were you passing notes in school?" Dad and I were red in the face while we tried not to laugh. Amy was looking down at the plate, while mom, who was the king of straight faced, was giving Amy the mother look. "Yes mom, but I was sneaky and I am sure it was nice to receive." "What if you caught a student passing notes, I am sure you would have reprimanded them. Are what about other students, if they had caught you?" Amy was looking like she wanted to cry, I wanted to stop it then, and mom seemed to think she had gone too far, but all I could do was laugh. I have never laughed so much. Amy looked at me, a little hurt, but when mom and dad started laughing so did she. "I am sorry Amy, I was only teasing." Said mom. "Its ok mom, I am just not used to it. My other parents, when at the table, would normally tell me off, just because they could, about anything. It just brought back some bad memories." "I am sorry for laughing Amy, I could not help it, and I could tell you were distressed, but remember, you learn from your mistakes, it doesn't make it easier if people start having a go at you about it. But that does not happen here, we just like to tease about it. I suppose it is something we need to be careful about doing with you." "No Sophie, please don't stop teasing, I want to be part of this family and if teasing is something you do, then I want to be a part of that, I have to learn to stop letting past experiences effect me so much. My other parents treated me very poorly and I will not let them control my actions any more. Thank you mom for trying to make me feel part of the family." "Amy, before Sally's death I used to be so worried about whatever Sally or Sophie did. Always trying to overprotect them, but Sally's words changed me and it made me realise that parents can guide there children or lend an ear to them. But we must never make them feel bad when they make a mistake, like falling down after climbing a tree they should not be in. When they fall, you just have to allow them to pick themselves up, but if they came to me crying I would help them, but I would not chastise them for what they did, I just hope they can learn from there mistake. So over the last few years, Sophie has learnt to be independent and whenever she wanted to talk I was here, but generally we just enjoyed life. So now you are part of the family, remember, you are an adult as is Sophie, so you will be treated as one, so don't be afraid to have fun and tease us if you want, this family is about enjoying life." "Thank you mom, it means a lot to me that I am here and a part of all your lives." Amy said as tears streaked down her face. Mom got out of her chair to get Amy a Kleenex and then hugged her. "You are more than welcome, forever. Amy you deserve happiness and so does Sophie, you make her happy and that makes us happy. But as we have got to know you, we feel really close to you as a person, and it will good to have you here." Now I was crying, again could we not talk without all the crying, not that I am complaining it made me happy that we were happier than we had ever been and now that we had finally allowed ourselves to finally let go of Sally and move on with our lives, life would be good from now on. "Thank you, mom and dad and especially a big thank you to Sophie, for loving me and allowing me into her heart and into her family. I cherish all of you for the gift you have given me, lots and lots of love." "Well glad that's sorted, eat up and then we'll have pudding." Said Dad, who as a man seemed to be able to hold his tears, but you could see he was very happy and moved by the events of late. "Sophie, who was that girl you were talking to in the library this morning?" Mom and dad both perked up at this. "Melissa, I forgot to tell you all, I have made my first friend. I was in school early and decided to go to the library, and I spotted this girl that I see around the library a lot and figured that maybe we had things in common, especially if we both spent our time in the library. So we talked all day when we could, we even walked home; we have a lot of common interests. But when I initially started talking to her in the library, she had a very negative reaction towards me, I think she has some issues with maybe her family and maybe some people have mistreated her, like Amy." Amy nodded that she understood. "So is she nice, do you think she will be a good friend?" Amy asked. "I generally believe that we can become best friends. She is really a nice person; I think she needs a friend as much as I do. I know I was asked to find a friend as a distraction to Amy, but I really want to be Melissa's friend, I feel happy around her and am generally interested to get to know her. But I also feel she needs help and support to get over whatever fears or negative feelings she has." "So do you think we will meet her?" asked mom. "I don't think that will be a good idea with Amy living here." I replied. "Sophie, I don't want you to have to worry about me, you need to have a friendship, it is important, you can bring her here and I can go out or hide in my room." This made be quite upset. "Amy, please don't say that." I could not hold back the tears, so I left the table and went to my room. I fell onto the bed and it was a few minutes later before I felt the presence of Amy. "I am sorry Sophie, I did not mean to upset you." "Why are you apologising?" "Because I have upset you." "What did you do to upset me?" "I don't know, why don't you tell me what I said that has made you upset?" "Why should I, if you don't know then what's the point." I was a little angry now but had not looked at her since she had entered the room. She sat on the bed, and then lay next to me. She tried to hold me, but a shrugged her off. "Please Sophie." Amy pleaded, it hurt me deeply to hear that in her voice, and so I relaxed and allowed her to embrace me. I eventually calmed down and turned so I rested my head on her shoulder, my arm went around her waist. "I am so scared right now, I don't want to lose you over some little argument, we are both stronger than that. But running away was the wrong thing to do I think. I have no experience in any of this, being in a relationship with someone is new to me, except the only thing that matters to me is you, nothing else. So when I upset you like that, I know that we need to talk. If we say or do something to upset the other, we have to be able to explain why, and talk to make sure we understand better. So when I suggested that you spend more time with your friend, it was only in response in the happiness you displayed when you spoke of your new friend, because I want you to be happy, and if she does that, then she should visit." "But I am happier being with you." I mumbled into her shoulder. "And I am extremely happy with you." Maybe I was being a little immature about this, and that Amy was thinking more about me than herself, but she does not realise how important she is to me, over all other people. "Amy, how do you truly feel the last 4 days have gone, I want you to be honest, even if you think it is not important or that it might upset me?" She was quiet for a while, it was obviously important for her to think about what I had asked. I was quite comfortable and felt safe in her arms; l slipped my hand under her dress and rested it on her stomach, gently stroking it to offer my support. "It feels like this is all a dream. I have never known such happiness, as I do being with you, I love you so much. But I am also scared. Scared that you don't love me as much, scared that you will find someone better than me and breaking up with me. What if you like your friend more than me, then what if she is gay too or you find someone else your own age and think about leaving me. What if either of us think about finding someone else and discovering there better at sex. What if we have rushed this, it has all moved so fast and maybe I should not have moved in, maybe you will feel that I am too clingy, that you feel pressured into being with me sexually. What if you get bored of me or we run out of things to talk about. Everything just seems so unreal and that reality will hit soon and things will just end." By the time she was finished we were both crying, I cannot believe how much she doubted about me and us, that was what upset me earlier, that she doubted me and my love for her. How could we have come so far, but still fear that it was going to end any day now? Did we rush, will I still love her in a few months, will I like Melissa more over time, were these my own doubts or was her fears spreading to me. "Amy, your life has been very difficult for you and you have had to deal with most of it on your own. I know you love and trust me, and some of your fears are valid. I don't know if I can make you believe me or not, whether anything I will say or do will prove that I love you and will never leave you. But then again, we don't know what tomorrow brings and who knows what will happen between us. So I will answer your fears as simple as I can." I lifted my head of her shoulder and slid across so I was on top of her. I looked into her sky blue eyes. Then leaned down and kissed her with as much love as I could. "I love you Amy, only you, nobody has or ever will have that effect on me. If sex was any better I would die of a heart attack. Melissa may have some common attributes, but she does not have my heart, it belongs to you. When I looked at Melissa, there was a thought, a moment where I checked her out, but I could only compare her to you. You are the most beautiful woman I ever seen, if it was just that that I loved about you then we would have a problem, but I love you because of you. You are caring, not just to me but everyone you come into contact with especially your students. Obviously you are very smart as you are a teacher, plus you allowed me to have my way with you and allow me to love you, that was a smart choice. You have a strong heart, you have fought many great battles, with only you to fight them with, you survived with no one but yourself for support, but now you have me, whether we are together or we separate, I will always be your friend first." she smiled "You are correct, I overreacted by leaving the room rather than talking or explaining why you upset me." My Teacher, My Love Ch. 09 "Thank you for saying all of that. We have a lot to adjust to, learning to love each completely, learning to believe in each other to freely talk about things and that no matter, what we are there for each other. Maybe running is something you do, or maybe you did overreact. So tell me what I said that upset you please?" "From now on, for 5 days of the week there will be a period of time where we have to distance ourselves from each other. But when we are in this house together we can be who we want to be, and I can finally be close to you, to love you. When you suggested I bring my friend home, I told you I did not want to because of you, but it was not the reason you thought, because I did not want you around, that I wanted you to hide or that I am ashamed of you, this is your home and not just because of me but because you have family here. No Amy, I don't want to bring a friend because inside this house I only want to be with you and our parents, no one else. I want to be free to live my life the way I want to, and if society states that I cannot do that outside these walls, I will certainly not bring society into it. This is our safe haven, for us to love and grow together without anyone's interference, and bringing Melissa here will spoil that, only when we can love each other freely will the time come when we can invite people into our lives." We were both crying again. Every time I shared my feelings of love with Amy, it set her off, I could see I was getting through to her, and that made me cry. "I am so sorry I misunderstood you like that, I just feel my insecurities got the better of me, but my first thought when mom asked you to bring her home, was that this was our time only. Then I felt guilty for thinking that way, and that I sould not monopolize your time like that. As I said this is all new to me, love is a strange emotion, but I must be stronger than that, if I keep getting negative about things, including about myself, then I could lose you." "No matter what Amy, if at any time I feel less than positive about us, then I will tell you, you have me Amy, whenever you want, you are my Soulmate, my love forever, without you my life means nothing. If I could I would never go to school and just lay here in bed. But life does not work that way, so we do what we must to survive, but when we can have our moment to be with each other, I want as many of them as we can, together." "Your words mean so much, and I can tell they come from the heart. All I can do is try, my faith in love and you will build over time, but for now there will be moments I will slip up, so as long as I have you to pick me up again, I will get better. I love you Sophie, you mean more to me than anything, I am happy we kissed that night, either of us could have stopped it, but we didn't and I am thankful I was strong enough to not only return the kiss but to believe that it was real and true. We have discovered a lot over the last few days, not only about each other, but about love and family and one day we will have our own family and together we will teach them all we can to make life easier." "You want a family with me?" Now I was shocked, tears of extreme happiness were falling from my eyes. Amy smiled as she wiped the tears away. Then she pulled me down for another kiss. "Yes, more than anything. One of the things I thought about when I was younger, is that I meet someone special, fall in love and start a family. But then I discovered I was gay. When I knew I was in love with Claire part of me wondered if it was possible to have a family if we were both female, I understood how the whole 'where babies come from' thing, but not about sperm banks and such things. So I thought that if we loved each other enough, maybe love and magic could make it happen. Pretty stupid idea at the time." "I don't think it is stupid to believe in love, what you just said is very beautiful. It gives me hope that you believe in us enough to think about marriage and a family; I know you love me and that together we have something special. And even if we can't guarantee that we will be together forever, we have enough love to hope and believe it." "So do you want to have children?" "Well before you mentioned it, the thought had not occurred to me. Now the idea is very positive to me, I feel that obviously we would wait several years and probably you should be the one to have the first child before I did. But I would love to have your baby as I would want you to have mine. We can look into the how later, but I do want children and only with you." "I am grateful you are keen on the idea and of course there will be time in the future to discuss it further, but just knowing that you love me enough to even think about it, allows me further proof that you love me a lot. So my confidence in what we have has been given a well needed boost." "Well maybe we should go downstairs now and let mom and dad know that things are OK now and to explain my quick exit." "That seems like a good idea, but maybe afterwards we can return here and maybe we can discuss the sleeping arrangements, mainly I think we need to plan our nights." "Whatever you want to talk about, we will talk, together." I kissed her again but kept it chaste so at least we could go downstairs at least for a few minutes. We got up and walked hand in hand out of our room and downstairs, together. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 10 Part 10 - Sex Education We returned to our room after about 30 minutes of chatting with mom and dad, then we bid them both a goodnight so that we could return to or room and have a serious chat. Once we entered the room Amy put the computer on and sat down, inviting me to sit on the edge of the bed. "Sophie, yesterday morning was just so wonderful, I never thought my first time with someone would be so special and amazing." "Me too Amy, it was so beautiful and amazing, the fact that we love each other really showed." "I agree, but then obviously things got a little more frantic, not that I am complaining, but it seemed as we were both out of control after our first time." "Yes, it was, sorry about that." "No, please don't apologise, at first I thought we were just using each other, but our love for each other allowed us to lose ourselves, especially all the cursing we did. I have never ever used so many fucks in one night; actually I believe it was probably more than I have ever said in my whole life. It was quite exciting when you used them, so even though it was frantic, I think we were both trying to express our love, just with a little more, oomph." That got us both laughing. It was nice to just relax and talk about stuff, especially sex. "Well don't forget we did enjoy a very slow and loving moment together before you left. Even though it took a while for us both to orgasm, I could feel the love we have for each other when we just explored each other gently and thoughtfully." "And with less curse words." I nodded in agreement. "So what next?" "Part of me wants to rip your clothes off and fuck your brains out right now. But then another part wants to explore you very slowly and gently, making the experience last longer." "Can't we do both, maybe we could start slowly then go faster or vice versa?" I asked. "Excatly, what to do, I know that we should take each moment as it comes and just see what happens. But I thought we could just spend a moment and discuss a few things, as we both know we have limited experience, but I have read enough to know some of things we can do with each other." "Like?" Now I was intrigued. "For instance 69. Do you know what that is?" "Yes, when we lay opposite ends to each other so we can both pleasure each other with our mouths at the same time." "Yes and a very nice explanation, A+, so would that be something you would do with me?" "Yes, but why ask, we can just see how it goes and then you or I could suggest it in the heat of the moment?" "We could, but I would rather we talked about it beforehand. Whatever I suggest is not something we will do tonight or anything, but I would like to spend a bit of time discussing things, likes and dislikes, whatever thoughts you might have in terms of sex. I don't expect you to agree to everything, but I would like to know what you think, and if you disagree we could always discuss it later or it just might happen anyway. I would just like to talk about it, your limited experience seems to hold me back a little with trying new things." "Well even though I think we don't need to discuss this, I trust you not to hurt me, but if it does make you feel better to talk about it then that is fine also. I may not understand everything, but at least it might be fun to find out what you know about lesbian sex." "Thank you Sophie, your trust in me fills my heart with love, and thank you for allowing me the chance to discuss this with you. I have to admit I am pretty nervous about this, especially some of the things I have read about, but I would like to think I am pretty open to anything so would like to try them with you, though some of the things we discuss, I would feel better waiting until you are more comfortable." "Ok, let me have it, ask anything you want. I read a few terms in the past when I read some stuff, even though I know very little about lesbian sex, I still wanted to discover some of it during my research on the internet, so I learnt a few terms." "Like what?" "Well 69, water sports, anal, which would require some sort of penis shaped object I believe, which would also allow us to have sex in the normal straight way. I read some stories on that site you showed me and read terms like fisting and reaming. Some of it I understood, others I have an idea. But so far nothing I could not see us doing." "It seems you know just about the same as me, so you think you could do most of them." "Water sports, is something i coud not see us ever doing, it maybe a turn on to some people, but the idea and the mess is just something that does not appeal to me." "I agree, what about say fisting or getting a dildo and strap-on." "Well I must admit that I am a apprehensive to using a dildo or anything. I just want to share my love without the aid of tools or toys." "I never thought about that, toys do seem like an interference in some ways, but we could still try them at some point, experience something new and different." "I agree, if there is something we haven't tried we can always try it, but I definitely think fisting should be something we try, but later. Our pussies are not quite big enough for that yet, but over time we could develop each other for it, so we should both build ourselves up for that one, esepcially as i have read it can be quite exciting and filling." "Ok, good point. Now what about me touching or licking you ass, I know it might sound disgusting but it supposed to be very pleasurable?" "You know this is why we should leave it till were having sex. Talking about it sounds weird, during sex you lose inhibitions and it becomes something that you just do. But if you're asking for my permission then Amy, you have it. If there is anything I don't like, I can always say no and you will stop. But I trust you, so try anything you want, I will do the same to you, my body is totally available to you in everyway, and I can always say stop." "That is all I really needed to hear." "Amy, I have got to tell you, part of me finds this all really funny?" "Why?" "Like this morning when we were in class, I saw you sitting there, working, doing the teacher thing, and it made it easy to just see you as Miss Taylor. Then sometimes I would look at you and think of you naked. Now tomorrow I will think about having sex with you, and even though that should be something I should not be thinking about, it will be funny now, because I know you will be thinking the same thing." "Well I wasn't going to, but I am now, thank you very much." We both tried not to, but we ended up laughing really hard. "That mental image will not go away now." "Well not until we try some of them." "Let's just check out the internet and see what we can find. Maybe we should buy a better lesbian sex book or something." "I don't think we ever need to worry about that unless sex gets boring, but I very much doubt that, and like I said earlier if it was any better I would die." She smiled at the statement and nodded her agreement. We spent an hour or so checking out stories and information about different sex positions two women could share. But by now it was after 9 and with it being a school night for both of us, we thought it better to get an early night especially if we wanted to have some fun. So we both got ready for bed, grabbing a quick shower. We decided to have one separately, while she had hers I got my books ready for tomorrow. She came out in just a towel while I headed for mine, she was just drying her hair when I got out, but still wrapped in a towel, as was I. "Amy, what do you think we should do at night?" "What do you mean?" "Well sleeping arrangements, what time to go to bed or what time to wake up?" "Oh right, yes maybe we should discuss that. I usually try and sleep around ten, but no later than eleven. I wake up around seven, it does not take me long to get ready, I usually have a quick bowl of cereal for breakfast and head to school about 7.30am. What about you?" "The same, in the morning I get up about 7am and leave about 8am, but now that I will be meeting Melissa in the morning, I should be leaving about 7.45am." "Well that should make things a lot easier, we both get up at the same time. So what about sleeping at night. Is there a position or side you like to be in." "Yes, as long as it is with you I don't mind. Plus," and I slipped the towel off, leaving me completely naked in front of Amy. "I would like from now on to sleep naked. How about you?" She stood and dropped her towel and led me to our new bed. She got in first and pulled me on top of her. "I like the naked part especially; it will make things a lot easier." Then we started kissing passionately. Then I stopped her and got out of bed. I slipped my hand through the curtains so as not to show people outside the window my state of undress, and reached up to close the window. Amy just smiled as I got back in position on top of her. She pulled the covers over us as our kissing continued. "I love being with you like this Amy, plus I've got to give you top marks for your kisses. You feel so good against me, feeling your soft naked skin next to mine, it is such an amazing, loving feeling to be with you like this." I started to kiss her neck, nipping here and there. Hearing her moan like she was, was making me very wet and excited. Amy's hands were rubbing my back and then cupping my ass. I started to rub my pussy on Amy's thigh, I started to moan, then she trapped my leg against her pussy and we began to grind against each other. It took us several minutes to get the idea about what we were doing to each and then to find a rhythm and pace where we both made enough contact with each other to make a significant impact. We were breathing heavily, our bodies becoming slicker and slicker as we sweated. It wasn't rough but it wasn't gentle either. Kissing became too difficult as we moved faster and harder against each other. "I'm so close Amy.....Oh fuck me baby......This feels so good." I was really getting close, so was Amy. "Oh Sophie......I feel so close too.......So very close to you." As we ground harder against each, my pussy was getting more and more sensitive but I was still not there just yet, this was a fun position but the build up was tiring and hard. But we were getting inches closer to our mutual goal. I needed to cum soon so badly, I was losing the ability to keep the pressure and speed going. Then I had an idea, about something Amy mentioned earlier. "Sophie......stick you finger in my ass." God I was so turned on my inhibitions were switched off, and I really wanted to come, so suggesting Amy do something that I would probably never ask normally was just such a high. I felt Amy's hand move to the crack of my ass as I tried to manoeuvre my hand to the same place on Amy's ass. It probably took all of about 10 seconds, but with us both trying to keep the movements and getting our hands and fingers in the right place it seemed like ages as we continued to build to our orgasms. Luckily both of us had short nails, so when we both reached each others hole, we put a finger in, slowly at first, but once we both felt the effects, we began to move in and out harder. The orgasm that greeted us was just so fucking amazing. "Oh fuck Amy" I screamed. "Sophie aaaahhhhhh" Amy managed to say. We were only able to continue for a few seconds before we were both too tired and sore to continue so we just held each other tightly while we came down from our orgasm. After a few minutes I kissed Amy, and then slid off her, and onto my back. Amy rested her head on my shoulder. "I love you Sophie, good night." My eyes were closing, I was so tired, we both were. I looked at the clock to see we had been rubbing for about 45 minutes. God what a work out and I was doing most of the work. Thank god i had the energy of a an 18 year old. I set the alarm for 7 and kissed Amy on the top of her head. "Love you too Amy, night." And with that we were both asleep. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 11 Part 11 - Good Morning I awoke feeling wonderful. I looked at the clock and noted it was 6.36am. During the night Amy had spooned behind me, it was our first proper night as a couple. When we first slept together Saturday night, we weren't as comfortable, especially as we had not had sex yet, but now we just were. Our future was set, together, and even though I had grown with little experience of being close to people, I had adapted to the changes very well. Even now at the start of our fifth day together, we had managed to achieve more than most couples in a year, but it all just felt so normal to us. Amy was stirring now. We had fallen in love over the last few years, admitted it to each other, kissed, told our parents, who adopted my partner, then she moved in and now was our first morning as a proper live-in couple, we were almost married. It was the most wonderful feeling, and from now on there would never be a time I would not miss waking up with Amy. I felt light kisses to my neck and shoulder. "Morning sweetheart. Last night was amazing and this morning I just feel so wonderful." "Morning my love, me too, I was just thinking about how much better I feel now that I have you next to me, I always want that with you." "It seems we woke up before the alarm." Amy said. I looked behind me at her and saw the grin on her face. "We have about 30 minutes before we need to get ready and leave, do you think we can try a 69 and get each off as quickly as possible?" "If you are sure we will have time, I'm game." I turned around to the opposite end of the bed and moved quickly on top off Amy, pushing my pussy as close to her mouth as possible. As soon as I felt her mouth latch onto my pussy, I looked at hers and dived in. We had no real time to explore so I copied Amy, as I was getting really close quickly. I could feel her tongue lick up and down my slit, while her thumb stroked my clit. Her other hand managed to grasp my ass, pulling the cheeks apart and she rubbed her finger tip to the edge of my hole. It was a glorious feeling, I did the same accept I could not get my fingers towards her ass, so I stuck two fingers in her pussy and as fast as I could, tried to get her off. It took about 20 minutes before we both came, and after we rested a little we went and quickly shared a shower. I say quickly, 15 minutes is pretty quick when you both are trying to clean, while the other is also trying to play. I had to be the one to end it, by slapping Amy's ass, and very carefully because the floor was wet, tried to make my escape, she caught me as I reached the bed. We had a little bit of fun play fighting while still wet, and after a quick kiss we decided play time was over and dried ourselves quickly before dressing for the day. It was nearly 7.30am before we were both ready to go. We headed downstairs; thankfully our parents were already up and had a cooked breakfast ready for us both. "Morning mom, morning dad." We both greeted before kissing them both on the cheek. It was all so naturally done. "Morning you two, sleep well I hope?" Asked mom. "Wonderful, it felt so good to wake up with Amy, I feel wonderful this morning, ready and raring to go and get to school." "When will you be leaving Amy?" Asked dad. "I am ready to go, normally I would have left by now, but somebody or shall remain kept me distracted." "I didn't hear you complain at the time, and if I remember rightly, it was you who was distracting me." I said and Amy just stuck her tongue at me. "I will just eat this wonderful breakfast you have made for me, thank you, and then I will go." "You're welcome Amy, this is normal for your dad and I in the morning, a big breakfast is a good way to start the day, so expect it every morning, but should you want anything special just let me know?" "I don't think I could argue too much about it, and I do appreciate your offer, though I would say I prefer just a bowl of cornflakes in the morning, I get pretty bloated, especially after a big fry up like this." Mom and dad always had sausage, bacon, scramble eggs and toast in the morning, and something really healthy in the evening. It was a good balance but maybe Amy was right, they could try a more healthy option in the morning. "I actually think we should all try that, something simple and healthy in the morning, so maybe we should all try just having cereal for a month, see how we feel." Mom agreed, dad was not too happy, but 3 women against him, he was not going to win, so he agreed reluctantly. "If you want dad, I'll make something for dinner tonight? I finish work early today, about 3, so I have time to visit the supermarket on my way home and have dinner ready by about 6, would that be ok with everyone?" We all agreed. Again, see how wonderful she is, how she thinks so much about others. Amy was soon finished, gave me a quick kiss, then said farewell to us all and left. God I missed her already. Mom and dad slipped out about 10 minutes later, along with me as I made my way to Melissa's house. She was waiting for me when I got there, we both smiled as we greeted each other and then I hugged her. We slowly began the walk to school so we had a chance to talk before we got there. "So did you do anything last night?" Asked Melissa, almost making me blush as I thought of Amy's finger in my ass. Since meeting Melissa I had many thoughts about how to explain to her about what I do in my spare time, now that I had Amy. I was not going to lie, but I was not going to mention Amy, if I could help it, so felt the easiest thing to tell her, was something very simple. Along the lines of. "Nothing much, read, talked to family, homework, normal stuff really, what about you?" "Same, though I don't talk to my family much, just listened to some music while I did my homework." She seemed pretty sad. "Melissa, I feel we will be best friends, don't you agree?" "Well I already feel close to you, even after a day. It is difficult to meet new people, but you have made it really easy, and I have seen you around school for the last few years so I know you are sincere when you say we are friends, so I agree, why?" "Well not to pry, but I feel that if you see me as a friend you could talk to me about anything, you know get things out in the open, talk about your fears and feelings. I have done a lot of that, mainly this past weekend, so I know how effective it can be. So will you tell me why you had a negative reaction towards me when we first met or why you seem distant from your parents?" We continued to walk, but Melissa remained silent, not ignorant or angry as such, just mulling things over in her head. "I will, but later, maybe we can meet for lunch again, you know where I sit, just meet me there." "Melissa, from now on I can always meet you at your spot for lunch, I would rather sit and eat with you then doing it alone in the canteen." This made her smile a little. "I will be there, but again, you do not have to answer my questions, I just wanted to ask so that at least if it is something you want to talk about, then I am really good at listening." She nodded and we talked about the latest book we were reading. We eventually got to school around 8.15am, still plenty of time before class, but we agreed to just head for our classes and wait for school to start. I did not have a class with Amy today, so apart from maybe catching her in the hallways I would not really need to worry about how to act today. Besides after yesterday, it wouldn't be that hard, all I need to do is think about finishing school and getting home to her. My morning lessons went well; I handed in any homework due and got started on any new homework given. I spent my spare time just getting it done now so that when I got home I could spend time with Amy, but I did have a thought about what she does in terms of working at home, because I did not want to disrupt her time, but that also led to another question, about not crowding each other and letting each other do our own thing. I headed to the canteen to grab something to take out, settling on a ham and cheese sandwich, with an orange juice to drink. I made my way to Melissa's grassy knoll. She was there when I arrived and took a seat next to her. "Hi Melissa, how has your day been?" "Not to bad, for some reason I have wanted to see you though. My mind has been on what you asked earlier and now I think I am ready to talk." She seemed very nervous and panicky. "Melissa, please do not worry. You do not have to tell me anything you don't want to, I am only concerned that you might need to talk about things. Do not feel like you are obligated to tell me, we are friends, we can be friends for ever if you want, whatever you tell me or not tell me, is up to you. So don't feel pressured if I ask a question you do not want to answer, you can say you would rather not, and I will accept that answer. But there maybe times when I ask again later, but you can always tell me to back off and I will not hate you for it. There are many things that I do not feel ready to tell you, some a secrets nobody can know, and one day I may trust you enough to tell you. So tell me, don't tell me, it's up to you." I really was not trying to pry into her personal life, my feelings for Melissa were purely of friendship, and I wanted her to know that I could be trusted, but also that if I could help, I would. "My real dad left about 5 years ago, my mum said he was a deadbeat and so was forced out. She has since remarried and my step-dad just hates me, but only when mum is not around to hear it. My Mum thinks she hit the jackpot, a real man not like my real dad. I have since found out that mum was sleeping with this man way before dad left, and wanted him out so she could move Derek in. I have tried to get in touch with dad, I never believed the things she said when she bad mouthed him. I just want him to take me away, I do not like living with my mum. Most of my family live miles away and I don't even think I know any of them well enough for them to consider helping me. When you approached me yesterday I have been afraid to make new friends, I did have some friends before coming here, but people knew what my mum was like and how she treats people, like where she works for instance, they hate her. So a lot of my friends stopped talking to me, so I would not blame you if you do not want to be friends now, my mum could mean trouble for you." I hugged Melissa close, what she said deeply saddened me, I could see the pain in her eyes, but there was a lot of anger as well that she had bottled away. She tried to break from the hug, but she needed this, she needed to know I was not leaving her. After a few struggles she eventually stopped fighting and suddenly held tight on to me and started crying. The bell went at this time, signalling the end of lunchtime, but I kept the embrace tight. I made soothing sounds, still reminding her that I was still here and to let it out. I felt we could skip next class which is maths and as we were both top students, skipping one lesson would not hurt. I helped Melissa to her feet and slowly guided her towards the nearest toilet to clean up. "Thank you." Melissa said. "What for?" I asked "For standing by me, for being a friend. My life has been very lonely and still will be until I get away from my mum, but I am very happy now that I have someone who is going to be my friend." "Melissa, until last Friday, my life was simple, I never needed a friend. But now I have two of them and I have never been happier, I need friends, we all do, but you both seem to have similar problems with family and people around you. Now that both of you are now my friends and you are both happy that I am with you, that makes me feel so special. Melissa, my family talk to each other, about things that are important, whilst yours seem to treat you as nothing; you probably spend a lot of time trying to be by yourself, with no one to share your problems with." She nodded in agreement. "Well you're not alone anymore. Not only will you have me as a friend and be by your side whenever you need me, but there is also someone else who has a similar life to yours. Her best friend abandoned her and this had a very negative effect on her. Until now she has needed a friend but has let her fears stop her from trying. Now you both have me, and I will never let anyone hurt you if I can. I really want to help you if I can, but it will be difficult, but together we can do anything." You know, I am so new to this friendship thing, I always wondered if I could talk to other people and what we would talk about, but currently I sounded like the Dalai Lama, all this good advice must come from somewhere. I suppose when you learn to speak the truth and from the heart, you become more aware of what is right or wrong. Even though society says what Amy and I have is wrong, it is love, and when has love been wrong, when both parties believe it. "You really mean that don't you, that you are willing to help me?" Ask Melissa, searching my eyes for any sign of dishonesty. "Yes I am." "But why would you do this?" "Because we all need someone, sometimes. I think I was lucky in some ways. Tragically I lost my sister a few years ago, but she gave me and my parents some good advice. She told us that as long as we believed in ourselves, were honest and true, we could live a happy life, and my parents allowed me the freedom to live my life as I choose, and that they will always be near me when I need them. But you never had that opportunity, and if you want my help, I would like to pass that wisdom to you, and if you need anything, just ask and I will try and support you the best I can. And if ever I need anything, then maybe one day you can be there for me." "So how do you think you can help me, because if you can it would mean more to me then anything in the world. Things at home have slowly gotten worse lately, I can't really explain how I know, but something is wrong, my mum is hiding something from me, something dangerous. And even though I am 18, I feel that if I even try and leave, it will not be good for me to do so. For that reason I feel bad that I am getting you involved." "I do understand that you talking about this to me, puts us both in a bad situation, but do not worry, we are just talking, it will be all kept discreet, so your mum should never find out. I will talk to my dad, if you don't mind me telling him a few things, I will be very discreet, but he is a lawyer and he maybe able to offer some good advice, especially on finding your father, my parents may even know him. I will see what I can find out." "Thank you Sophie." She was crying again, as was I, it felt good to be helping Melissa. I hugged her again. The bell went again to signal end of lessons. We sought out and apologised to our maths teacher before heading off to our next class. We agreed to meet after school again and walk home together. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 12 Part 12 - Helping A Friend After school I walked home with Melissa again. Melissa seemed happier than I had ever seen her, and she admitted that knowing she had me as a friend and that she had been able to talk to someone after so long of feeling alone, she really did feel better. She agreed that if I could help I was free to tell my family anything, and that she could trust me to be discreet. I mentioned again about my friend who had similar problems, and that I will talk to her as well, but other than her and my parents, who I assured would all be discrete, no one else would know about it. She seemed assured that her secret was safe, so she added some information about her mum and dad. Eventually we parted ways once we reached her house and we agreed to meet again in the morning at the same time, which would probably be a regular occurrence. I arrived home and could smell something good. I hung up my coat and dropped my shoes and backpack off, and approached the kitchen. Slowly opening the door I caught a glimpse of Amy preparing dinner. She was alone so I sneakily walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I got the desired effect as I gave the shock of her life. "Dinner smells good, honey." "You scared the shit out of me." She turned in my arms and lightly slapped me on the arm, then wrapped her arms around my neck. "I kind of meant to, but maybe a kiss will make it alright?" I said, grinning widely. "You were cruel to me; maybe I should punish you by refusing." She gave me fake pout, she was too cute. "You could, but I think you need a kiss as much as I do?" "God I hate it when you are right, you know me to well." She had to smile, and then leaned in for a passionate kiss. "I missed you today. Mr Briggs says you missed his class, you and Melissa?" "Missed you too, and yes, Melissa told me some things about why she has been so unhappy. Bit of a revelation, but it upset her pretty bad, so I skipped class and took Melissa to the toilet to calm her down privately. We went to see Mr Briggs afterwards to apologise, I am sorry I missed class but Melissa needed me more." "I am proud of you Sophie, Melissa is your friend and she needed you, sometimes you have to put friends before anything else. And remember I am not your teacher outside of school, I just mention the fact because you have never missed class and I was worried about you, that is all." "Thank you for your support Amy, it was tough for Melissa but I think it really helped her. I actually mentioned you to her, but not by name or anything. It seems her life reminds me of yours. Her problems are to do with her parents and because of her mum, Melissa has not been able to make friends because of them." "Do you want to talk about it?" "I do, in confidence, but I want mom and dad here too. I think you can all help, I just need to be discrete about it a little, and I do not want to break Melissa's trust in me." "It is good that you have taken such an interest in Melissa, it truly sounds like she needs you right now." "Thank you." I kissed her again. It may have been just the heat from the stove, but reconnecting to Amy these past few nights, after both finishing school, seemed to really excite us both as the kiss became more passionate. I was just about slip my hand up her dress when we heard the front door open. We quickly broke apart trying to maintain our composure. "Well that would have been interesting. Especially if the front door had remained closed for a few more minutes." I said. "You are so bad Sophie; you drive me insane with lust. I was so ready to put you on the table and have my way with you." "I don't think so, I was inches from slipping my fingers into your soaked panties." "What panties?" She said, just as the kitchen door opened. I tried to avoid my mom's eyes, but she had already caught the blush that had covered my entire face. "Caught you at a bad time Sophie?" "No, not really, Amy is just being a big tease, but don't worry I'll get her back later." I stuck my tongue at Amy, who just smiled happily and winked at me. "Amy, whatever you are making smells wonderful. It will be a nice change for Mark." "You are both very welcome, I am happy to cook for you all mom. It is so nice to be able to cook for more than myself." Amy said. Then she hugged mom and asked about her day. I helped serve up and just before 6, dad got home and was just in time for dinner. We sat around the table eating and talked generally about our day. I was last so decided to bring up what happened with Melissa and asked if I could discuss it. They agreed and after finishing dinner, we all got a drink and went into the living room. I sat on the two seater couch while Amy sat with mom and dad so she could give me her full attention. I explained about what Melissa had told me about both her home life and personal life. "I think she is really scared at the moment and needs a family that will support her more. Her current family show no appreciation or love towards Melissa and she thinks her Dad will offer that as well as safety. From what she tells me, her dad was always arguing with her mum, but it could well be the other way round and that her dad just could not stay with her mum, but the fact that he has not maintained contact has made her a little unsure of whether her dad cares enough. She hopes he does and that her it something her mum has done to make sure Melissa stays away from him, like she has threatened him or something, not that he just left and wants nothing to do with her. But whatever the reason she wants to find out for sure. Currently she lives with a very nasty step-dad and a very ignorant mother. I asked if she has asked her mum about her dad, but Melissa really feels that she will get nothing from her." "Well you certainly have shown how much you care for Melissa, but you have your work cut out for you Sophie." Said dad. "I know, but do you think that any of you can offer any advice or maybe some help. One thing I did wonder is whether any of you have heard of Melissa's mum. It seems other parents know her and have wanted there children to avoid Melissa. Do you know why?" I asked. It was Mom that gave the clearest indication that she knew something. "Mom, do you know anything that can help?" "It is very difficult to explain, mainly because I do not like to speak badly of people. But I have to say Melissa's mum, Monica, is a real bitch." This shocked me to the core; I have never heard my mom say such a thing about anybody. This was a real bad sign of just how much Melissa has suffered. "Mom, is she really that bad?" Mom nodded before continuing. "I knew Monica at school, but was never friends; she was such a bad influence to people, even then. I knew enough to avoid her and her friends. She and Ray, Melissa's dad, dated for about 3 months before Monica got pregnant, about a month before I was pregnant with you. So she trapped Ray into marrying her, he was a good person; he just did not see the real Monica. It was only after they married that life went downhill for him, but he did try for Melissa's sake." "It is sad when a person can feel trapped like that." said Amy. "It is, and I also agree with Melissa that Monica was probably having many affairs behind Ray's back, and when he finally left, nobody knows much about why or where he went. Monica is a real piece of work, you must understand that most of this is hearsay, but I believe it, especially after all the years I knew her at school and the few occasions we have crossed paths. It seems she treats most people like dirt, workmates and anybody else she dislikes. But to people that matter to her she has them wrapped around her finger. A few years ago, she was on the parents committee for your school. She made an enemy of almost everybody accept a few teachers and the head. But the committee was run and controlled by parents and after several months we finally voted her out. But a few of the parents took real exception to her and to anyone connected to her; she used such language and felt that the children should be severely disciplined if they misbehaved. This and other outrages claims were part of the reason we hated her narrow minded ways and was the reason why they told there children to stay away from Melissa. But like Amy, when a child faces that kind of rejection from her peers it can lead to a very lonely life. I think both Melissa and Amy are very privileged and lucky to have you Sophie. Thankfully your sister has helped you develop into a very caring and strong individual." "I would like to think that I could help her, but it sounds like both Melissa and I have a very hard route ahead of us if we are to succeed." "Well now you have us all, we all want to help. I hate to say this but we really can help Melissa, all of us, but it may mean bringing Melissa here." Both Amy and I flinched at this; dad just sadly nodded his head in agreement. "As a lawyer I have some contacts and private detective's I can contact if needed to find Melissa's dad. I doubt Ray has left the country or anything, his family I believe moved south so I don't think he would have travelled far. I think Sophie, rather than you being stuck in the middle, if she really needs help, she needs to trust us and come here, and we can secretly try to help her. I think we need to make sure her mother never finds out, until it is too late for her to do anything. Melissa's life may seem bad now, but it could get worse if Monica's reputation has anything to go by. As for you and Amy's secret, it should be easy to remain so, if we just let Melissa know that she is kind of our adopted daughter, and that because of her parents we have took her in. And as long as that remains a secret to Melissa, that she must not let people know that you live with a teacher, then things should be fine. Sophie you need to discuss this with her in secret and try to see if you have her trust as she seems to have yours and that no matter what, if she would like our help, certain things must remain a secret, otherwise a lot of lives are at risk." This was too much. All these secrets and lies were getting too much for me. Part of me reasoned that this was the main reason I remained friendless. But I had to be strong, Melissa needed me. I got up and sat on Amy's lap, holding her tight, I needed her strength, I needed her close to me. I cried into her shoulder with both her and our parents trying to comfort me. I felt like such a child. I may be 18, but being an adult was very hard. A child is supposed to grow into these problems over time, but with only just starting to really live my life, all the pressures were really affecting me. This is probably why I had cried so much in the days since I met Amy. When I was dealing with my own problems, it seemed mature and easy. So taking up the challenge of helping Melissa or being in a full time relationship with Amy, a teacher, it was all too much, too soon. But I had stepped up, taken the challenge and now I must face it, you cannot give up when life gets too tough, you have to fight, I was doing this for love and no matter what that was important. Caring about people, may have it's up's and down's, especially when they need you, but it also meant that when you needed them, they would be there for you. When I needed someone I would have those close to me, always by my side. I did not regret my decision to be with Amy or being friends with Melissa, but I did regret thinking I was mature enough to handle it, even if I jumped in head first. But now that I was in, I knew I would and had to follow it all to its conclusion, what ever the outcome. "Thank you for being here for me, all of you don't know how much I need your help right now." "We do Sophie, we all do, together we'll help you and Melissa get through this." Said Amy as she held me close. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 13 Part 13 - Stress Release Amy decided that it was time for bed for the both of us, and we both bid goodnight to our parents. I was pretty tired as I completely undressed and got into bed. Amy had a quick shower and soon joined me. The sheets were still slightly damp from this morning, but neither of us was really bothered. Amy said she would change the sheets tomorrow after work. "So how are you feeling really?" Amy asked as she held me, one hand stroking my hair. "Better with you next to me. But earlier I felt like such a child and realised that even though I am technically an adult, life without friends really left me unprepared for the responsibilities I have accepted in the last week." "Life can be pretty tough for most people, even if you were 30; I still think you have had to deal with a lot." "Do you think maybe I have rushed into things?" I asked quietly, both afraid of the answer and Amy's reaction. She was silent for a moment but did not stop her movements. "Over the past few days I have felt closer to you, the feelings I have for you are so new and wondrous and the happiest I have ever felt. But now that your parents have adopted me, I feel truly part of a family. So close in fact that ever since I have called them mom and dad, it has felt so normal that tomorrow I want to go somewhere I change my surname to Green." This shocked me, but it made me so happy to hear her say it. "I don't know what to say, that sounds so beautiful. The fact you have only known us for less than a week, that we have made you so welcome as to want to change your name. But don't you think it is a bit soon?" "Exactly my point Sophie. So far everything that has happened as been the right thing, until a few days ago, I was still questioning it, but when the idea came about changing my name, I just thought, why fight it, whatever happens, can sometimes happen for a reason, we just have to take each day, learn from our mistakes and try new things. So we take life as it comes, sometimes it has it's up's, like us being together is definitely up there at the very top of great, then life has it's down's, like the pressure and sadness you feel by starting a friendship with Melissa. Melissa sounds to me like she could be the best friend you could ever have, you have things in common and you can really help her." "But you are my best friend Amy, only you." "I agree Sophie, but what we have is different from what you and Melissa have. We have a bond of love, a love that no one can take from us, as long as we remain honest and true to each other, nothing can change that. Melissa is a different type of friend, she is someone who you can confide in, and she can do the same with you, which she has done trustingly with you already. And I am very proud of you that the first thing you wanted to do with Melissa, apart from make friends, was to help her, and so far you are doing it very well. But one day, you will tell her that you are gay, and that I am your partner, and when you tell her, she will be happy for you, because that is what best friends do." "Not all friends. Look at Claire; she turned her back on you when you told her." "Over the years I think part of me understood why. When Claire asked me if I liked her and when I told her I did, I think she got scared when she became aggressive towards me and gay people. I think she may have had feelings for me as well, but was just too scared to admit it. Maybe like me if she had time to think things through, she may have come to like me in that way or just be happy to be just friends. But she had already done the worst thing she could ever do to a person, especially me, and decided to just stay away. Over the last few years since I became a teacher, seeing all the children laugh and play, sharing secrets, standing up for each other, I have been remembering all the good times Claire and I had. I wondered what it might be like to try and find her, maybe now we are both adults we can discuss it maturely. I even think from a therapist's point of view it may give me closure on the pain I have felt all these years." "Do you want me to help you find her; I mean it sounds like a good idea to maybe finally find out why she did what she did" "Sophie, you are doing it again, helping me deal with my problems, while I'm trying to help you deal with yours. Claire has had plenty of chances over the years to find me and apologise, so if I want to do this, I am quite happy to wait, now that I have you I don't feel the pain anymore, just unanswered questions. But thank you Sophie, just wanting to help me so freely without even thinking about it, makes me realise just how amazing you are and how much I love you." She leaned over me, bringing our lips together. We soon lost control, conversation over. I pulled her fully on top of me. We slowly gyrated against each other as our kisses became more frantic as the need to share our love became more apparent to us. My hands were exploring and holding her back as she lifted slightly so she could get her hands on my breasts. She was very rough to start with and was pinching my nipples. I stopped her with my hand. "Slow down Amy, we have all night, I know you love me, but I want us to be gentler with each other." She nodded in agreement. And returned to my lips gently, sucking my tongue into her mouth, then massaged it with her own. My hand was still on Amy's, guiding it on my breast, but I let go and began to feel her breast. Her nipple was already pretty hard but the more I rubbed her breast and nipple the more erect it became. She began to explore my neck as she licked and tasted it. I made a very nice love mark on her shoulder. Don't ask me why, but I think she was turning me on so much. I managed to switch positions, as I moved her on to her back and me on top; I wanted my mouth on her breasts. "You are just so beautiful Amy." I whispered as I kissed my way down from her ear and neck to the valley between her breasts. "I want to taste every inch of you, but first I want my mouth on your breasts." "Oh god Sophie, I need your fucking mouth there now, please?" She asked so nicely, how could I refuse. As I licked and sucked her right nipple, I pinched and rubbed her left one between my thumb and finger. Then I switched places. Amy was moaning loudly by now. Encouraging me to continue. Even though I was lightly rubbing her pussy with my thigh, my attention to her breasts was too much for her. "Oh fuck baby, I'm cumming, aaaahhhhhh." She screamed. "Wow, I haven't even got down there yet." She smiled but was still coming down from her orgasm. I had not stopped playing with her breasts, as my hand had moved to between her legs. Her honey was running from her lips, as I ran my fingers through her slit, as I felt her inside and out, I started on her clit, and then moved two fingers inside of her as I continued to suckle on her. Her skin was flawless, and tasted of Amy, so good. "You taste so good Amy, I think I want to taste your inner you, can I do that?" "Please." She begged. "Always so polite, I love that about you." I could see the smile as we teased each other. I slipped down her body, kissing a trail, stopping a short while at her stomach, exploring her belly button. My fingers were building a slow tempo as I moved in and out of her. Her hips were matching the movements of my fingers as the speed slowly increased. Finally I moved down and started to taste the inner Amy, god she tasted so good. I licked around my fingers and her slit. But eventually I wanted her to feel really good. So I latched onto her clit, licking and sucking on it. Her hips started to move faster, so I started to increase the speed of my fingers. "Oh god, Sophie, faster, please, oh right there. Add a finger, harder baby, oh fuck me good Sophie, and suck my clit harder baby." I was building her up but she was going to cum real soon. Then her vagina walls clamped down on my fingers as she screamed my name. "SOPHIE." Wow, it was so good to here say my name like that. The noises I could produce from her and the reactions I could make her have. It almost made me cum when she did. After she has rested a few minutes. I crawled back up to kiss her. "Can you taste yourself Amy?" "Yes, but you taste better." Then flipped me on to my back, into our original positions. "Do you want to try something new?" "Not tonight, I just need you. So if you don't mind? The area between my legs really needs your mouth on it. I appreciate any help you can give." "Always baby, anything to make you feel as good as you make me feel." And she kissed me again before moving down to my pussy. She stopped for several minutes, giving my breasts some much needed attention, before my hands pushed her head further down my body. She started kissing around my pussy, taking her sweet, gentle time. Bitch. "Would you please just fuck me already?" "Well with language like that I may just have to stop." "Don't you fucking dare? I made you cum twice, so pretty please with sugar on the top, I need to cum so fucking bad, please, Amy, my sweet love. I need you NOW." "With a plea like that, how can I refuse such a sweet declaration?" After being so gentle she suddenly became ferocious. Even though earlier I wanted her to take her time, my need was too much. "Harder, faster baby." She only used her fingers to separate my lips, but otherwise her tongue, teeth and mouth did all the work. She was so fast; it felt like every part of her mouth was touching every part of my pussy. I was building, I could feel it coming. I held her head tightly against my pussy, and then added more pressure by moving my legs over her shoulders. I was really moving quite frantically against her as my orgasm built. It didn't take long. "Oh yes, I'm cumming, AMYYYYYYYYY." I screamed as I came. God I passed out again. Masturbation was in its infancy compared to her. I came to with Amy spooning against me, her breasts pressed against my back. "So wonderful Amy, you are just too good to me." "I try my best, let's sleep now, I have set the alarm to wake us up a bit earlier at 6.30am. I think I might have an idea to help Melissa agree to our secret, about me living here." "Ok, tell me tomorrow, now let's just sleep. Love you Amy, night." "Love you too Sophie, very much. Sweet dreams my dear, sweet, angel." I smiled as I drifted to sleep. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 14 Part 14 - Trust And Friendship The next morning I awoke to the alarm. Amy and I were in our normal spooning position. I could hear Amy moaning as she awoke, and then felt her move as she tried frantically to switch off the alarm. Once she was finally successful, I turned around to face her. I leaned in and kissed her gently. "Morning Amy, sleep well?" "All the better to wake up with you." And returned the kiss. "Shower?" She smiled and shook her head. "Fuck?" She smiled and nodded her head vigorously. "God, once we are in bed, you have sex on the brain." "I don't see you complaining, besides lying next to you, both of us naked, just drives me wild." "I have to agree." And I grabbed her hand and pushed it between my legs. "Believe me now?" "Well whatever you tell me, I will believe you, but proving it sometimes helps." She kissed me and her fingers began to move inside of me. "So can I try that new thing I wanted to do last night?" "Sure, if you think we have time, if it works for me, I can try it with you if you want." "I will hold you to that. Something that always seemed too erm, dirty, I have so wanted to try with you, especially last night. So if you don't mind, get on your knees." I did as she asked, with not a doubt of trust. If she asked me to piss on her right now I would have. Anything she wanted she could have. So I got on my knees, her fingers came out of me, but then she parted my legs slightly and returned her fingers to there warm home. "Your fingers feel so good in me, what's the view like?" Amy didn't respond. I looked back and Amy just looked like she was drooling at the sight of my ass. What a reaction, even better when I wiggled my ass from side to side, watching her eyes hypnotically follow its movement. "God you have a great ass, just right." Her spare hand began to caress both cheeks, pinching them, rubbing them and at the end gave each cheek a little slap. "Oh so soft and luscious." "What are you going to do?" "This." And with that she used the spare hand to separate my cheeks and started to lick my asshole as her fingers began to speed up. It was a curious feeling for sure, but it was such a turn on. I moaned loudly, and then my head buried itself into my pillow, muffling the screams. "Oh fuck Amy, this feels so good." I tired to keep my ass still to keep her mouth in place, but with her fingers inside of me I had to move slightly, but Amy kept up and we managed to keep a rhythm going. "Your tongue is such an expert at many things." I told her as I got closer to my orgasm. My movements became harder and more erratic, but Amy kept up the best she good and I got closer, and closer, and closer, until finally. "AMYYYYYYY." And then collapsed on the bed, this time managing to stay awake, but wow. "Oh fuck Amy that was good." Once my breathing steadied, I sat up, and pointed at Amy to do the same. This brought a smile to her beautiful face; even with bed head, which only made her look cuter. I crawled on my knees to get behind her. Her ass was perfect; I rubbed it and slapped it hard, that created a little moan from Amy, something to remember for later, but for now, I spread her legs and slipped my fingers into her, 3 of them, I then looked at the clock and it was nearly 7. As my fingers moved I spread her ass cheeks looking at her hole. I wasn't even nervous, I just dived in and started licking her hole, after a few minutes I even managed to push my tongue inside a little. This seemed to really excite Amy as she grabbed my hand from underneath, to tell me that she wanted my hand to really fuck her. "You like this don't you baby, you like my tongue slip into your asshole." All she could do was moan in reply, very loudly as I returned my tongue. I managed to move harder into her, and even towards the end, managed to put all 4 fingers inside of her. This really drove her to the edge, but not before her moans had affected me so much, that I managed to rub my pussy against the back of her leg. "Oh fuck Amy, I am close." Amy then screamed and a short while later so did I. And we both collapsed into each other. It was nearly 7.15 and we had to move. Slowly I managed to get on my feet and helped Amy up, dragging her into the shower, which would have to be very quick. Amy left quickly, after brushing her teeth, wrapped in her towel as she had to go next door to her room for her clothes. Shortly afterwards I was finished, I quickly got dried and dressed, my hair was still damp but would have to do. As I made my way downstairs for breakfast. Amy was already finishing her breakfast, but looked very smart in casual trouser suit. "What did you want to tell me last night Amy about Melissa?" I asked as I started on my own breakfast. Mom and dad were just finishing there morning coffee. "Well if you can talk to Melissa before lunch, about meeting us here, maybe you could meet me at my classroom at lunchtime, so she can meet me before tonight, put her at ease about talking to a teacher?" replied Amy. "Amy that sounds like a good idea I was going to talk to her soon when I meet her before school." I agreed. "Amy, not that I think it is a bad idea. But as you know some of the other teachers like Melissa's mum, so I think that you should be cautious, if any of them saw you talking to Melissa, Monica may find out and question your reasons why." "Oh shit, I never thought of that, god there is no easy way of doing this without it being here." Said Amy, apologising for cursing. Mom waved of the apology, but sadly agreed. "Sophie, when you talk to Melissa, try to be as discrete as possible, but let her know we are here only to help nothing more, don't give too much away about what we will talk about, just ask that we will explain all if she is willing to meet us." I nodded in agreement. Amy soon left giving me a kiss on the lips and spoke in my ear, so that no one else could here. "I love you Sophie, this morning your tongue did fantastic work. I'll see you later in class." She kissed me again, said goodbye to our parents, before heading out the door. "Mom, dad, Amy said the nicest thing last night. She is very happy to be part of this family and that you have adopted her, that she wants to change her name to Amy Green." "Really?" asked mom. I nodded. "Mark, maybe you can find out what she would need to do, if that is really what she wants to do?" "And I thought this week was going to be quiet at work." Dad chuckled. "Thank you both for all your support, it means so much to both of us, and hopefully Melissa." Soon we all helped tidy up the kitchen and headed out. Again Melissa was waiting when I reached her house. I still had not caught a glimpse of either of Melissa's family, not that I wanted to. As we walked I approached the subject of coming to my house. "Melissa, do you think your mum minds that you hang around with me?" I asked timidly. "Actually, she doesn't really know, I have not told her." She replied. "Can I ask why, not that I feel that not telling them about me makes me feel any less a friend. I just want to know, so that I don't feel like I am getting you in trouble if I am your friend." "Sophie, it's not you, it's me, she has no idea who I am anymore. She never listens or pays attention to what I have said to her in years, so now I just don't bother. She does not seem at all interested in what I do." "Well do you think you could come to my house tonight?" I offered "What?" She seemed shocked at the suggestion. "Well I want to be friends with you, and spend more time with you at my house, that's what friends do, and I don't think I would enjoy it at your house. Sorry." "It is ok, I wouldn't want to go to my house either, you really want me to visit your home, what will your parents say, they may know my mum and want you to stay away from me?" "To be honest with you, my parents suggested you visit. They want to meet you. I told them about you last night and as I said I mentioned about finding your father and about getting you away from your mum." "After all you told them, they still want me to come home with you tonight?" "They have some ideas, but would like you to discuss it with them directly, if you can trust them?" "That sounds wonderful; you and your family sound great, I only wish mine could be that way." "But there is something else Melissa. Someone else I want you to talk to, but you have to promise to keep it a secret?" "Who is it?" "Remember I told you about someone else who had a bad life with her parents and people around her, she told me she really wants to also help you, but telling you about her would mean you cannot tell anyone. I want to trust you Melissa and if you say you will keep it a secret, then I will tell you?" "I promise that I will never tell anyone about anything, if you don't want me to. Whatever you say to me stays between us. Unless like yesterday either of us asks permission to tell others." "That is all I needed to here. My parents know a teacher at school, and kind of adopted her, because of her past, she has not been able to trust people and spent the past 12 years practically alone, no friends or anything. So about a week ago my parents offered her room at home to stay, to support her, like I have with you. We all need help sometimes and so far my parents have done me very proud. They really want to help you and my teacher." "Your parents sound even better, I really can't wait to meet them and who is the teacher?" Asked Melissa. "Miss Taylor, my English teacher." "I have never had her as a teacher, but I do know who you mean. I see her in the library a lot. I don't see her with many teachers; I suppose having no friends makes you give up on people. But if she wants to help also, then obviously you and your parents have helped her very much." "We have, Amy has changed so much in a week, for the better." "Amy, is that her first name?" I can't believe I let that one slip. "Yes, erm, I call her Amy when were in the house, we have become really good friends, like sisters." "So does she help with your homework, I am terrible with English, she could help me when I visit?" "Actually at home we are Amy and Sophie, not teacher student, so a part from asking how our day went, school is never, ever mentioned. This is very important to me that Amy is treated as a friend, not a teacher, I don't mean to sound harsh, but it must remain secret that Amy is not mentioned at school; especially that she lives with a student and her family. Please understand that we are trying to help each other and I really believe Amy can help you." "If it is that important to you Sophie, Amy's name will never leave my lips outside your home, unless like now when we can talk without others listening. But at school, don't worry, I don't interact with teachers accept in class, so even though I might see her, I will just ignore her. I hope she understands that I mean nothing by it." "She won't, we do the same, like this morning I have a class with her first thing, but we just act like normal in school, she is the teacher, I am the student. Nothing more." I finished as we had just arrived at school, I think I told her enough, none of it really a lie. "So want to meet for lunch later at the usual place, and we could discuss me meeting your family tonight?" She asked "That would be great, till later then." This time she hugged me, which I returned before we went our separate ways. As I entered class, I caught Amy's eye, and sent the message silently that things with Melissa were OK; surprisingly she seemed to understand as did I as she gave me one slight nod before returning to look around at the other students. I took my seat as normal at the back as we went over Monday's homework. We had a group discussion about what we understood about the play we were reading. Then wrote some notes about what the class had discussed, before the bell finally went. I wasn't last to leave but I did say a quick bye to Miss Taylor and left for double science. After science I grabbed another sandwich and drink from the canteen before joining Melissa at our usual lunch spot. "Did you speak to Amy about the meeting tonight?" Asked Melissa "No, as I said anything of a personal nature, is only discussed at home, not during school." "Sorry, I should have realised that." "Don't apologise for asking a question, were friends now, keeping secrets and sneaking around is all new to you, so if you don't understand anything, ask, and if I don't understand something, I will ask you or discuss it at home with my family." "In the 3 days I have known you, I have been so happy. I really wondered at one point why I even bothered with friends in the first place. But I realised since being friends with you, what true friendship is. All those other people who stopped being my friend years ago were not really my friends, if they had come to me and told me about why they had to end the friendship, I believe that maybe I could have at least felt they still wanted to be friends but that there parents influence was too strong to go against. But that is all in the past now, and being here with you, knowing that no matter what you will remain my friend through all my faults, makes me believe that life is finally worth something." "It is hard to meet someone you connect with and to stick by each other. What we have is special; being with you really makes my day. I get so excited to leave home in the morning so I can meet you, or when we meet for lunch. And when I get to walk home with you, I feel relaxed and very happy for the company." "So I guess having the teacher living with you is your big secret?" Asked Melissa. "I won't lie and say it is, I have other secrets, but unfortunately I can't discuss them with you for a while." This saddened Melissa. "Melissa I know we promised no secrets between us, that friendship is built on not keeping secrets, but there are things that I know, I have trouble dealing with and that I have made promises to other people to not reveal them. Please understand that in a way I am protecting you from knowing certain things, but I will tell you soon and you will be the first I tell. There will be a time where a secret can be a burden more than a responsibility, and this secret I have, I do not which to keep secret for much longer, but I did promise that I would keep it, until a time when people can know. Please believe me; I don't want to lose you Melissa." She had a tear in her eye as did I, then we hugged. "I do believe you Sophie, I guess I thought I would know everything about you, but you also have integrity if you are willing to keep your promise not only to me but to others as well. You are a great friend, the best, and you mean a lot to me. What you have done is given me complete faith and trust in you. So whenever you want to tell me or if it is never, I understand, I suppose some things are worth hiding." "They are and thank you for understanding." We quietly ate our lunch, not only digesting the food, but the information we had given each other. After we had finished eating, lunchtime was nearly over. "Sophie, when we meet after school, it will be OK if I come over to your house?" "Yes, I would love for you to meet my family; I have never had a friend over." "Never?" I shook my head. "No. But things are better now I have you, you can come whenever you want. You can even stay for dinner if you want?" "That sounds so nice, I can't believe how excited I am, even though it maybe a tough night when we discuss my mum and stuff." "Whatever happens tonight is about what you want, so if we talk about it, it will only be if you agree. Don't think I am just inviting you to talk with my parents. We can just hang out in my room, play on the computer or listen to music. We could read or just talk all afternoon. Whatever happens, I don't want to force you into doing anything you do not want to, and neither will my parents nor Amy. They all just want to get to know you better because you are important to me, and as friends, help you if we can or if you want?" "You are so wonderful; you speak so much from the heart it amazes me. OK then, I'll meet you at the front gates and go to your house together and see how things go." "Agreed." We hugged again before going our separate ways to class. I would see her one more time in music class before meeting at the front gates. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 15 Part 15 - Friendship, Family and Hope I arrived at home just after 4pm with Melissa. I went straight up to my room and thankfully Amy had thoroughly cleaned our room. I realised on the way home that our clothes were all over the floor, the bed needed sorting, the bathroom probably needed a quick clean, but I was also thinking about the smell of sex that may linger as now I kept the window closed. So I had texted her as a warning, just in case. But the room looked so good and smelled fresh, she must have started before I sent the text. I showed Melissa around my room, browsing the books she asked to borrow a couple she had not read, she also commented how nice and clean it was. I had to stifle a laugh. Then I took her downstairs to meet Amy, and eventually our parents, once they had finished work. We entered the kitchen where Amy was just starting dinner. "Want any help?" Amy turned and smiled nervously when she spotted Melissa, which made me slightly nervous. "Oh, and this is Melissa. Melissa this is Amy." "Nice to meet you Melissa, Sophie has told us a lot about you, most of it good. Will you be staying for dinner?" "Nice to meet you Amy, dinner sounds wonderful, if you don't mind? You and Sophie really know how to make a person welcome, thank you." Amy gave Melissa a brief hug. "You are very welcome. Would either of you like a drink?" "I would like a soda if you have got one?" "Sure, Sophie milk as normal?" I nodded. "Thanks Amy. So do you need any help with dinner, I would like to help?" "No, its ok, maybe set the table, I am keeping things simple tonight. Dad made a spare lasagne last week, so that's warming up in the oven and I am just doing some vegetables and potatoes to go with it." "Lasagne is my favourite." Amy smiled at me; I think it was as a thank you for the sex this morning. I wished she could thank me more personally, but this would have to do. So I started setting out plates and then thinking quickly I asked Melissa to get another chair from upstairs from my room. As soon as I heard her walking up the stairs. I quickly walked up to Amy and kissed her, briefly, but nice all the same before returning to the table. A bit sneaky I agree, but I always looked forward to getting home and kissing Amy, it's what also made going home relaxing. Things remained cordial as my parents arrived home and then dinner was served. Amy talked discretely with Melissa while I spoke to mom and dad about work. When Amy was finished Melissa agreed to talk after dinner with all of us. Then mom and dad asked Amy about work and Melissa about school. Amy and I talked occasionally, but with no plan on how to act we just remained natural, the teacher student thing. When dinner was over, Melissa and I offered to clear up while mom, dad and Amy went to the living room. When the kitchen was clean I took Melissa to the living room, still holding her hand for support I sat her down with me on the two seater couch, whilst the mom, dad and Amy sat across from us. "So Melissa, no pressure, but do you feel ready to talk?" Asked my mom. "I am, I want to thank everyone here for making me feel so welcome in your wonderful home. I know Sophie has mentioned that I am pretty much alone most of the time. I can't even remember when I last sat down to eat as a family. In one day you have shown what a family should truly be. I feel so jealous of what Sophie has always had and what Amy now has. Amy told me during dinner that she felt nervous the first time she arrived here, but that you all made her feel so welcome that she never wanted to leave. She reminded me that, if nothing else you would just listen if need be, and that when I was ready to discuss it, then it would be. But I feel so comfortable here, I'm ready to talk. Let's begin." Mom as usual started the conversation. "Firstly thank you for being a friend to Sophie, she has missed so much of life by not having someone close, but now she has you, hopefully you can both discover what having real friends is all about." "I think I have already figured that out." Said Melissa as she turned to me with a smile. I smiled back. "Good. Sophie has explained that you have an unhappy home life. As I told Sophie I really do not like to speak badly about people, so I apologise because your mother is one of them. I know your mother and her reputation quite well, I have not really talked to her, but I have seen how bad she can be around people. I can only imagine what your step-dad is like, if he is willing to stick around with her. Now you have had a tough time with making friends because of your mother's antics, she has a most terrible influence on people. We felt we should talk together and think up a way to help you. I believe it is in your best interest that your mother does not find out you are discussing this with us, with anyone for that matter. Your mother does not like to be crossed, and any interference in her life or anyone else that belongs to her, no matter how little she cares about them, will face her wrath. So whatever or whenever you want to talk, just come here, and it will remain private and confidential." "OK, I agree with everything you have just said and I realise that maybe I have put you all in a very tough position. And that if she were to find out about this, she could cause you all so much trouble, it means a lot that you are taking such a risk. I trust you all if you really can help, and I really do wish it could be easier, but I do so want to get away from her and I hope my dad can help do that." She was crying now so I held her close, rubbing her back, trying to ease the pain she was feeling. Reminding her that she would see him soon, that we would try our best to help. "Melissa, I have made contact with someone who knows where your father is." Said dad, shocking everyone. It was amazing that he had not told us this already. "But, that is great, where is he, will he come for me?" Dad seemed a bit saddened. "Melissa, your father has been stuck between a rock and a hard place for a while now, when it concerns you or your mother, she wins every time, she just has such a hold over him, it is going to be extremely difficult to get him here or to even get you away from your mother. He is willing to fight for you, but is very afraid of what your mother will do. So please see this as a small positive, but not a solution as of yet. My friend is passing messages to your dad, and he gets in touch when he can, but only to my friend. He does not trust anybody else in this town, even you Melissa. He feels that you may have grown up like your mother. So he is still in hiding for the time being, but eventually he will meet you. My friend assures me, it will take some persuading but it will happen soon." "Oh thank you so much, I can't believe you found him." Melissa cried as she went to hug my dad. Then returned to sit next to me as she tried to compose herself. "So I just have to wait, and hope he wants to see me?" "I am sure he will, this is all good news, let's just hope he agrees and takes you away from your mum and step-dad forever." I said happily. "But that would mean we would not be friends anymore." This saddened her. "Firstly you will never, not be friends with me, whether you are here or there, we will always be friends. Secondly, once you are with your dad, he'll help get you into a new school, where people will not know you, or your mother and you will be able to make new friends. This is going to happen for you Melissa, you need your dad to escape your mum. Don't ever give up hope on your dad, OK." "Thank you so much Sophie." And we hugged. I did ask if Melissa wanted to stay tonight, but she felt that her mum would question her if she didn't come home. It was nearly 7pm by the time Melissa left; dad offered her a lift home, agreeing he would drop her off at the corner of her street. When dad returned we were still talking in the living room about dad's statement. "So dad, why did you not tell us earlier about Melissa's dad?" Amy asked. "Well at first I was not going to say anything, with him being so afraid to talk at the moment, I did not want to give Melissa too much hope, but I think she needed a little, I just hope she can keep her mother from knowing. Monica has so many connections and people that she knows, she is the queen of manipulation and getting people to do what they want. Part of me fears for Amy's safety. But something that I heard just now, my friend just phoned to say that both Monica and Derek are under investigation for tax and benefit fraud." "What, oh my god, what about Melissa?" I asked. "Well this is the same person who is in touch with her father, he says that he has been trying to find Melissa's dad for months as he may have been around when this started and that also Melissa needs him after her parents are arrested. So do not tell this to Melissa, it is too much information for her not to lose it with her mother and if it was slipped out, they may run. So it is important this is kept secret, because I shouldn't even know, but my colleague felt I could be trusted. So at the moment Melissa just has to keep quiet about this and believe that her dad will come when changes his mind. When in fact Melissa and her dad will meet once Monica and Derek are arrested. Should be less than a month, and Ray has agreed to move back once this happens, so that Melissa doesn't have to leave school if she doesn't want. So Sophie if you can keep all of that a secret from her, but also keep her distracted, try not to mention her father and if she talks about him, try and get her to think about other things." I nodded, this was too much, but I knew what I needed, Amy. I got up from my seat and then took Amy's hand as I dragged her from the room. "Thanks dad, night and goodnight mom." And with that we left and headed to our room. We entered and I just stripped out of my clothes and got into bed, I was faced away from Amy as she got in bed beside me. She moved close behind me, I could feel her breasts against my back first, until her whole naked body, spooned to the back of mine completely, holding me tightly. "You have been given a lot of responsibility and as we discussed yesterday, you have had to deal with a lot in a week, especially someone us has only just reached full adulthood. Sophie, I know it is hard, but I will be by your side, and even though you hate lying and keeping secrets, this is too important not to hide and keep it from Melissa, like our relationship." "Part of me regrets trying to make friends with Melissa, I don't like feeling that way, it is nice that she is my friend, but she is also a distraction. In a way, I feel I am using her and trying to help her is just a reason to give back what she gives me." "Life has a way of testing our courage and convictions. I believe in you Sophie, I love you just as much now as I did when we first kissed. The more I learn about you the more I learn about myself. You have given me a chance to live, to finally open my eyes to see what life has to offer. Giving me your love has been the greatest gift I have ever received, and I know that even though Melissa will not like that you are keeping such a secret from her and that because of that you don't like yourself, when things happen and she gets her father back, she will truly understand why you did not tell her. You must not dwell on it too much Sophie, things happen for a reason and other things take us by surprise. When Melissa finally gets her father back in her life, she will be so happy and so think of not telling her as a way to not spoil the surprise, like birthday parties. If someone planned you a birthday party and did not tell you, then suddenly surprise, you would be glad they kept it a secret. So be happy that soon Melissa will be glad you did too." "Thank you Amy, for loving me and being my anchor. Your support and love means more to me than anything. Just holding me is all I need right now. Night my love." I turned the best I could to kiss Amy on the lips. "Night Sophie." And with that we both began to fall asleep. I thought of seeing Melissa and trying to hide the surprise from her. I was worried but as Amy said, it is important, like our relationship, to keep certain things from the people we love. I awoke to an empty bed; Amy was no where near, in neither sight nor sound. I looked at the clock, it was a little after 7am, I had slept for nearly 12 hours, I must really be drained. I got out of bed and headed to the shower. After the shower and brushing my teeth I dressed in my school uniform and headed downstairs for breakfast. Amy was sat at the table enjoying a bowl of cereal and chatting with mom and dad. "Morning everyone. I missed you this morning." I said to Amy, leaning down I kissed her lips. "Do you want some breakfast sweetheart?" Asked Amy. "No, its ok I'll get it. Thank you anyway." I said with little enthusiasm. "What's the matter, are you upset I never woke you?" She asked sadly. "No Amy, nothing like that, I am just worried about meeting Melissa this morning. I still don't know what is going to be said, I keep expecting her to ask me what I know and then I just blurt out that she will see her dad soon. But I also know that won't and can't happen, I am just a little weary that is all." "You need more faith in yourself Sophie, you have a good heart, and you will do the right thing, because that is all you know how to do." Said Amy. "Did I ever tell you how much I love you?" "Not since last night, but I love to hear it said all the time by you." "I love you Amy." And I kissed her again. "I love you too Sophie. Now I must go, good luck this morning, and try not to worry." She kissed me, and then left for work. I went to get some breakfast and sat to eat, having a general chat with mom and dad before they left. I was soon out the door heading towards Melissa's house. Melissa was not there when I arrived and after 5 minutes of waiting I was a bit worried. So I decided to risk knocking at the door. After a few minutes of knocking I was ready to leave. I was about 6 houses away from Melissa's house when I heard her shout my name. "Hey Sophie, wait up?" I waited while she caught up to me. "I am sorry, I overslept, forgot to set the alarm, thanks for waking me, I can't believe mum never bothered to wake me. She was sat at the kitchen table just talking on the phone; she didn't even answer the door. So I just ignored her as I left. How are you this morning, I wanted to say thanks for last night, great news about my dad though, has your dad heard anything else." This is what I was worried about, how do I answer without lying. At some point this morning I decided on two options, one was to lie, which I would do if I needed to, the other was to distract her slightly. I chose option two. "Melissa, can I talk seriously with you about something?" "Anytime Sophie." "Thank you, it is just I want to ask you something and I also want to tell you one of my secret's as an act of trust in return." "What do you want to ask me?" "I wanted to know whether you really, truly trust me, because I want to tell you something that is very important and about me personally, but I am afraid you will not like me anymore if I tell you." "I am pretty hurt that you need to ask that Sophie." "I am sorry Melissa, it is just I have never had a best friend before, and I love you, I think you and I will be best friends forever. It is just that Amy had a best friend that betrayed her and so I just wanted to tell you something, but firstly I just needed a little reassurance. Sorry I asked Melissa." "No need to be sorry Sophie, I love you too, for all your help, trust and support. I can't believe how great you have been for me, I have never been so happy. I suppose if neither of us have much faith in people it is hard to know when it is truly the right time to tell each other our deepest secrets. So please believe me when I say that no matter what, I will not walk away from you Sophie, nor will whatever you tell me ever leave these lips. I have seen what talking about people behind there back does personally, how my mum has managed to alienate so many people and how much that has affected my life." "Thank you Melissa, that was all I needed to hear. Sorry again that I asked. But before I tell you I would like to ask you something? I know that it is exciting news, about your dad. But I want to ask that until anything else happens, that neither of us will mention him again until that time. I just feel that the less either of us mentions him, the better you will cope with the waiting, so please for me, could we not talk about it? I don't know how to deal with what might or might not happen, so I will feel useless if you ask too many questions of which I may not know the answer." "I guess you are right, your dad did say to keep things quiet, so maybe it would be best not to mention it. And I am sure if you hear anything new then you will tell me?" "Dad said he would not tell me anything, unless you were there too, so the next time my dad has news I am sure he will tell you before me, I gave him your mobile number, is that ok?" "Yes." "But don't hang around the phone, like I said forget about it for the time being; just be happy someone knows where he is and that soon, you will be together." "Thanks for your support Sophie, and your family's, it means a lot to me." We hugged before we continued on towards school. "So no more mention of either of our dad's, so do you feel ready to tell me your secret?" "No, not really, but if your willing to trust me and believe in what I say, then I want you to know that I trust you too. Melissa?" I stopped and turned so I was directly looking at her, giving her my most serious look. "I have only told my family so far, but I wanted to confide in a friend too, I wanted to tell you. Melissa I am a lesbian." I got the reaction that I expected, she looked scared and nervous, but after a moment she seemed to relax a little. "How do you know?" We continued to walk to school as I answered her. "Difficult to answer really, it just snuck up on me one day. Puberty hit me later than normal, but when it did I bloomed quickly. When I was younger I started looking at girls and wondering why I was so late, and then when my breasts started growing, I wondered how big they would get and how they compared to other girls. Then I waited for my hormones to kick in and to which boy I would like and maybe date. I did not have friends as you know, but I did listen to some of the girls talking in the classroom and changing rooms during P.E. They all seemed to be talking about boys constantly, and I just never saw the appeal. I thought that there was something wrong with me, because I had developed late, maybe I would not like boys for a while yet. So I started to look on the internet for answers. I even found pictures of naked men and a few sex videos. In the videos I tried to watch the men and check out there bodies, but my attention always turned towards the women they were with. During that time I suddenly realised that I was always looking at other girls, nothing dirty like when they were naked, but just around school. It was then that I realised that I liked girls, just one day the thought popped in my head. That was about a year ago, since then I have been on the internet studying everything about what I was feeling, and once I discovered the term gay and lesbian, I researched a lot, reading peoples testimonies about how they discovered they were gay and also how they had to act, how some were beaten up, some people have even committed suicide. But over the year I have been preparing myself for the future and that I liked females and not males like normal girls, and when I was finally ready I told my family." My Teacher, My Love Ch. 15 "So do you like me, you know like fancy me?" "Honestly, no, you are pretty but I have a very specific type and you don't fit the bill." "So what is your type?" I had tried to be as non-specific as I could without telling her that I was with Amy, but now I either told her or lied. I had to lie, no matter what, I promised Amy, that until school ended for me, the fact we had a relationship would never be known. Even though I hated lying, I had promised Amy I would do everything I could to keep it secret till then, for us. "It is hard to describe. So I can't answer that question. Sorry." "No, don't be, silly question really, I guess I am intrigued. I know what being gay is, my uncle is gay, but my mum doesn't talk to him, even though it is her brother. I have seen him a few times, mum told me to stay away from him because he was evil. But you know what I think about what my mum tell me, in one ear and out the other. Anything she says is a lie. So I am happy you were able to trust me, because I know how people can react to that sort of information. I guess I can understand why you were afraid to tell me. But thank you for telling me, it shows great trust." And just to emphasise that she pulled me into a hug, and then I cried. I was so scared about how people outside my family would react to the fact I was a lesbian, especially other women. It was so wonderful for Melissa to accept me, knowing she accepted her own views rather than a mother's showed she spoke her on own mind, following her own path and making choices for herself, I was proud of her. "Thank you." And we continued to school. "So other girls talk about boys, I spend most of my time in the library, I like quiet. But maybe I should try and get involved with the dating scene." "If I learnt anything in the last week since I told my family, it is that through all the years of not having friends and researching on the internet, I missed out on socialising, and even though it is unlikely that I will go out and date for some years, I think you should start to look around, see what takes your fancy, maybe we could go out sometime to the shopping centre, a nightclub or other places where people our own age meet up." "But wouldn't that be weird to hang around with men you did not like, and women who probably are not like you?" "Not really, I know what I want, and I am quite happy to wait until it happens. But until then, I think we both need to get out there and see what there is on offer. I could always say no or could even fake date some guy for the experience, and you might find someone you like. It will be good for both of us, to get involved with people, have fun, before we miss out and everything suddenly becomes more serious." "You would be willing to do that for me?" "Yes, but not just for you, for us. Plus remember, together we can watch each others backs, because I do not really trust men, and I have heard men are only interested in sex. But I also suppose that we are old enough to make our own choices, and we are at that age where we need to experiment, until we find something more permanent." "I guess we should, but we will have to be careful. I agree we need to see what's out there, get out of the house and even make new friends. But you will always be my best friend, no matter what, and your secret will never leave my lips." "Thank you best friend. Come on we both have maths class first, which will be easier for some more than others." I winked at her, and then held out my arm and she took my elbow by her hand and we walked into school. My Teacher, My Love Ch. 16 After posting this I felt that I should have posted this as one complete story, but when I wrote it, it just wrote itself as an episodic story so this the reason for 16 parts. For those who read all this story or for those that didn't, I really hoped you enjoyed it. I would like to believe in everything that has been written, and that like me you truly know what true love is, like I have with my Sophie. Hope and Love is what makes people continue their lives, so even if it does seem far fetched and unrealistic to some, just believing in the idea of this story will make the world a better place for us all. Thank You for all your comments, votes and support, it brings me great joy that I can write something people can enjoy. With All My Heart, Thanks. Amy Part 16 - Conclusion When I got home I told Amy and our parents that I had told Melissa I am gay. I told them why I told her, that I wanted her to avoid asking me about her dad, but also that I needed her to understand that I trusted her too. They all trusted my decision, and although it might hint slightly that I am seeing Amy, it was my decision to make. They also seemed happy for me to make an effort to start going out with Melissa to socialise with people my own age. Even though when I did go out it affected my time with Amy, she was happy to see me become more sociable and outgoing. Even though I was not able to go out with Amy, we both decided that neither of us should stay at home all the time. So Amy decided it was time to start trusting people her own age and make friends. Melissa did not mention her dad again or ask me what my dad had heard. We talked more about our romantic feelings, hers for boys and mine for girls. It was fun to talk freely, but also difficult not to slip up and tell her about Amy. We went out every weekend and soon started to get noticed by people, between the two of us in 3 weeks we had started to become popular people, especially Melissa, which was a good thing. Melissa and I both got asked out a few times by guys, and Amy agreed I should try it for the experience. I did, it was ok, but I had to let him down gently before he got the wrong idea, but Melissa had a second date with her new 'boyfriend' Greg. He seemed nice and Melissa said he was not pushy and seemed quite interested in her. Life at home was great. Amy and I started having more fun with each other now that everything had settled. Dad helped me become part owner of Amy's house, we were even able to set up a joint account for the rent money to go into, we felt even more together. She got a letting agency to deal with finding tenants and the house was soon filled with a family, they agreed to keep her mail safe until she collected it at weekends. They also were very kind making sure people assumed she still live there, without asking questions as to why. Even though Amy had started to go out a couple of times a week with other teachers and with me having my time with Melissa and my new friends, neither of us regretted missing out on quality time with each other. We found plenty of time to be together at home, but as that was the only place to be together and socialising was important for us both, it did not matter. We had sex whenever we could, we tried a few different positions and we were happy with the pace we found with each other. I could tell you the time when we tried water sports in the shower, but we decided to never speak of it again, but we tried. Amy still felt negative about dildos, but now that I wanted to try new things together I asked her to at least see what we could purchase and at least think about trying it. So we explored the internet, found a site that discretely delivered sex-toys to your door. I have to say it was the most fun afternoon I had spent with Amy. She had never bothered with toys in her life so could not tell me how it may feel, but we read some of the reviews. We looked at all of the many types of toys, including checking out the sexy lingerie. I told Amy I would like to see her in a corset, white, with matching underwear, tights and suspenders; I said she would so sexy, she thought about it and agreed, but said she would also like me to where the same, so we purchased a set each, and also one each in black. In terms of toys, the shear amount of toys to choose from was amazing, we even imagined and played with each other as we figured which would be the best toy to buy. After a few hours, we chose a pocket rocket which was a mini vibrator, a normal standard vibrator, about 5 inches, something called a rabbit, which Amy said she would enjoy me using on her, and then maybe later she could use it on me. The final choice was difficult for us to agree on, whether or not to get a strap-on set. Amy was not entirely sure she wanted to waste money on something we may not like. But together we agreed that so far we had tried things we would not normally do and so we got one. We ended up buying a deluxe pack, which contained the strap part and about 7 attachments. The attachments varied in size, there was even a small 5 inches one which secretly I could see Amy using on my ass once we received it. There was even a really big one that we felt we would never use. And then there was a double headed one which we could both use with or without the strap. The single headed ones had an extra bit that could stimulate the users clit while having sex with there partner. Amy even snuck in a pair of handcuffs, even though the wooden bed frame had no where to fit them, she thought that one day we might find a use for them. Very kinky of her I said. Once we had spent nearly £200 on it all, we were about ready to order. Then Amy felt that whatever we get we could survive on for many years and she felt that while we ordered the toys she wanted to also check out the film section and maybe even a book. Now Amy had experience in porn films and had years ago made notes on who made the best films. We chose three in the end after searching through about a hundred reviews. The first was what Amy called the basic porn film., which she described as bad acting and even faker moaning, but some of it was pretty raw and it might be good now and again to watch. Next was what I chose, it was a foreign film, which had the most beautiful girls in it; it was very artsy type of film, pretty and sweet rather than real and rough. The last one was supposed to star real lesbian women, having real sex and making real sounds. This added about another £60 to the bill. The book section had many to choose from as well. We got three of those as well. We found a romantic story about a teacher and student at college in America, so we could read how they met and how they coped through college, making sure no one found them out. The next one was a bunch of short lesbian stories in a big volume book. Amy laughed that if I ever had trouble sleeping she would read to me. Finally the one we had to fight over, I wanted a teaching book, something like a better lesbian sex book, but Amy felt uncomfortable as to why we needed one if we had great sex anyway. I understood her reasoning, but I said what if there are things in the book we haven't tried, it will be fun to try and copy them, even if they seem weird. We had tried lots of positions but I knew there had to be more, so Amy agreed and purchased a book that claimed to have every sex position available for lesbians. The books were the final purchase, bringing the total to over £300, now came the hard part. I placed the order in my name, we had told our parents to expect a private package in my name and they said they would respect our privacy. The items would take 28 days as some of the items were imported, so now we just needed to wait. But after all that time on the internet, we were really turned on excited by our purchases, that we shut the window, stripped naked and spent the next 4 hours in bed. We were both so turned on especially about what would happen when the products arrived and how it would feel. So things at home settled well. Amy was so at home with us, it was like she had always been there. Dad was having a party at his firm and invited Amy and I to attend along with mom. Even though playing discrete had become easier, especially all the practice we got at school, we managed to sneak in a bit of fun, and enjoyed our first outside date together. Dad said we should try and relax as much as possible, to enjoy ourselves, but still without drawing attention. It was easy after a lot of practice and we even managed a dance together. We commented on how sexy we both looked and that when we got home we would both be out of our clothes and in bed. I was so happy and so was Amy, we had found each other, and part of me felt practically married. Mom and dad were happy; the house was filled with happiness and love and even suggested that maybe we should plan to go away at Christmas. Just the 4 of us so that Amy and I could be able to go outside and act like a couple. This worried us both, because even though we both really wanted to, the feeling was that we were still gay and that people may not act kindly towards us. But mom had already thought of that and she had found a town in America that was a gay friendly place. Wow, how great are our parents, they thought of us before them, they really wanted us to experience the outside world, together. Mom also added that once we got comfortable with being seen together by other people, we could at least be prepared and feel comfortable once we both came out. We both cried our agreement to the holiday, reminding them we loved them both and how amazing they really are. Christmas was not for another month, but dad had managed to already book it and asking us was just being polite as he knew we would both agree. So now we spent as much time finding out about the place we were going and all the sights to see, together, hand in hand. This all happened over the last 3 weeks since I told Melissa was gay and that someone had found her dad. It was a Friday just after school had finished and Melissa and I were walking home, discussing meeting tomorrow to go ice skating, maybe to see a film and then go out for a night on the town. When we arrived at Melissa's house, there were two police cars and we wondered what had happened. We arrived just as the police were placing both Melissa's mum and step-dad into a police car. Her mum was really giving them a fight, especially when she saw Melissa; she was begging Melissa to tell them that it was not true. But Melissa was in shock, so I held her, as eventually her mum was put in the car and was taken away. From a car across the street a man exited and approached us, Melissa shouted daddy and ran towards him. I stayed behind as I watched Melissa hug her father tightly; it was very emotional for both of them, including me. Eventually Melissa introduced me and I invited them to my house if they wanted. They agreed and I took them home. Once there Melissa was told by my dad and her dad what had happened to her mum and step-dad. How Melissa's dad had come to take her away from her mum for good. The charges against Melissa's mum and step-dad were very strong; they had nearly a million in the bank, made up of dodgy dealings, fraud and even some drug dealing. Melissa was sad for her mum, but had accepted easily that her mum and step-dad had dug there own graves, but she was very happy to have her dad back. Her dad explained that Melissa's step-dad threatened to hurt Melissa if he tried to stay in touch, he could not risk that, especially with the hold Monica had on certain people. So he waited until she was old enough to leave, then he would have made contact. It was a long day of crying and happiness. I invited them to stay in Amy's room, Amy agreed saying she could stay with me tonight. They were so tired they never questioned it and we all went to bed. Life is funny, I remember so much about mine and Amy's first few weeks together; I can still feel that first kiss, and when my hymen was broken by Amy's fingers. But over time life became just normal, sure things happened, some good, some bad. But 10 years later, Amy and I a very much still together and even more in love than when we first met. About 3 years ago we were legally married in a civil service, with all our friends and family gathered around us. Amy looked radiant; she was 4 months pregnant with our first child. Now I am the one pregnant with our second. Amy still teaches while I became social worker. Of the professions I chose, I chose the one that helps people, those less fortunate than others. It was hard work and pretty emotional a lot of the time, but I learnt to deal with it and with Amy always by my side supporting me, I even felt good about myself helping whenever I could. We decided to stay near mom and dad, but did move to a new house together, 5 years we have lived here, and have shared very happy moments together. We got a dog, and then we decided to start a family. It took a while, choosing the right donor, and even though it was expensive, with mom and dad's financial help, we exchanged eggs. Firstly Amy gave birth to my biological son, Michael, and now I have going to have Amy's biological daughter, who we will name Emma. The house Amy's Aunt left her, we still own and make a could extra living out of it, which paid for the deposit on the house we live in now and some of the cost of the IVF treatment for us both to have each others child. I am 7 months gone now and have decided to leave work for a year, so while I sit and rest my bad back I decided to try and write my story. It is about love, acceptance, understanding, support and being true to yourself. I write this as a guide to how life should be, rather than the pain and hurt Amy and Melissa experienced in there young lives. I see it every day, and so far I have yet to meet anyone who shares the kind of love Amy and I have, maybe except mom and dad. I would like to believe there are others like us, I really would. I hope you enjoyed my story, even though there is much more I want to tell you about, like what we did on holiday and what we did with all those toys and what happened once I left school and what happened next, especially how on my last day of school I told Melissa about Amy and I being together and engaged. That morning Amy had officially proposed and I had worn the ring on my wedding finger all day at school. She was so happy for us, but that she also kind of guessed. I could ask you to use your imagination what we did with all those toys and the handcuffs, or I could have my baby and try and write the rest. But for now, Amy is calling me, she has offered me a back rub, and who knows much more. For now, thank you for reading and who knows maybe I could tell you about the time I got trapped naked, outside the honeymoon suite of a hotel in Greece, shouting at a women who simply laughed her naked ass off, while she was safe in the room.