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Life Worth Living

By: Sexy_Lisa



As the author, I would like to remind everyone that depression and can be very serious for some people. If you feel depressed, please seek a friend or some other professional help. Don't wait until it's to late.

Life Worth Living

I sat in my car looking at the fast moving current of the river. It was the snowmelt that gave rise to the river this time of the year. I knew that once I jumped off the bridge, there was no going back. Swimming would have been near impossible.

Getting out of my car, slowly walking to the bridge walkway, I started thinking why I was actually going to do this. When I entered high school, I believed that I was like any other kid. I really wasn't a raven beauty, but I did have my fair share of male seekers. My father wouldn't let me date until I was sixteen, so I had a year to wait.

My favorite sport was soccer, and I believed that the constant running up and down the field did a pretty good job of keeping my body in shape and toning my muscles. My thighs were not overly big, but firm and muscular. I felt all that running up and down the field also helped give me a nice rounded butt, sticking out just far enough to make it sexy.

Sometimes I wished that I had a bigger chest. I mean what boy doesn't like looking at big rack of boobs on a girl. Instead I was stuck with good solid B cup breasts, just like my mom. During the two years from sixteen to eighteen, I had my fair share of dates. I had learned early on, in most guys thinking I was a challenge, who could get into my pants first. I think word got around that if my date couldn't get into my pants, at least he was treated to a hand job.

Just before I turned eighteen, during the summer at a party down by the river, I let my date finally take my cherry. I was totally disappointed. I let him do it one more time, realizing that a lover he was not. After him I had three other lovers, and none were able to give me any kind of satisfaction. That's when I think I really stopped going on dates with guys. They were just not worth the effort.

My birthday was in November, and on my eighteenth birthday, I treated myself by buying a lotto ticket. I was now old enough, so why not. I dropped it into my purse, along with some gum I had just purchased.

I had forgotten all about the lotto ticket until the middle of January, I was searching for a pen in my purse when I came across the forgotten lotto ticket. I logged onto the Internet and went to the state lotto site to check out the ticket, thinking at least I might have won five dollars. I started checking off the numbers, realizing that so far I had them all and when I looked at the final number, I knew I had won the jackpot.

Not believing my luck, I had to double and triple check the numbers a few times, still having a hard time believing that I had actually won. According to the rules in tiny letters on the back of the ticket, I had just over a month to cash it in or lose out on the winnings.

Having seen a TV show about past lotto winners filing for bankruptcy, I searched through the phone book looking for a tax attorney. Having found one, I had made an appointment for Friday, three days from then. 

The first thing I wanted to do was tell all my friends that I had won, but thought it might be better if I just kept it to myself until I actually had the money in hand. Over the next two and a half days, I was almost a nervous wreck by Friday morning. I decided to skip school, thinking no way was I going to be able to hold myself together until my scheduled appointment with the attorney.

Finally at one o'clock, I was sitting in the office waiting room of Mallard and Mallard, Attorneys At Law. The attorney I had made the appointment with was Henry Mallard. When I was shown into his office, meeting him for the first time, he was an older man, tall and very nice looking. He had just enough gray on the sides of his head to give him a very distinguished look.

After shaking his hand, he welcomed me to the firm and asked what he could do for me. Without saying a word, I took the lotto ticket and placed it on his desk in front of him. Looking at it for a moment, he turned to his computer, probably checking out the ticket against the state posted number. He kept looking from the computer screen and back to the ticket several times. Finally after a minute or two, he looked up and smiled.

"Looks like you hit the jackpot, and I see that you have one month left to claim the jackpot. Congratulations Miss Moore."

"Thank you." I said, feeling the stress of the last three days melt away, taking a heavy burden from my shoulders.

For the next hour and a half, we talked about all my options. I could take a lump sum with penalties, or take all the winnings over a twenty-five year period, minus taxes of course. After hearing all the options, and with his advice, I took the lump sum, putting what I needed in a trust fund so that I couldn't spend it all at once. I told him that I wanted to buy my mother a home and new car, and set her up on a trust fund also that would last the rest of her life. He said that at a later date he would recommend other options for the remainder of the money to ensure steady growth over the years.

Having signed and agreed to all of these things, he said he would meet me at the lotto office on Monday afternoon to submit the ticket and claim the jackpot. On the following Friday morning, I received a call from Henry, who told me that the monies had been transferred into the accounts he had established and I was now a multi-millionaire. 

When classes let out at two that afternoon, I took a cab down to the Lexus dealership to buy my mother her new car. At first all the salesmen seemed reluctant to talk to me until a young lady approached me, asking me what I had in mind. I told her I wanted to buy a car for my mother and was willing to pay cash for it. At first she probably thought I was trying to play a joke on her set up by one of her associates, until I walked over to the model sitting on the showroom floor. It was a white LS four sixty L model with a sticker price in the nineties, but I knew for cash I would getting a discount

When I asked her what my price was going to be for the car, she did include a discount, not that big, but a few thousand off the sticker price. When I told her I would take it, she looked a little hesitant, but led me back to the dealer finance office and turned me over to them. After he had told me what the price was going to be with taxes and all, I pulled out a checkbook and began writing a check for the amount.

When he asked me about the check, I looked at him and said that I just won over a hundred million on the state lotto, and yes the check was good. After that, I was treated like royalty.

Later that night, after mom got home, she questioned me about the new car sitting in the driveway. I simply told her that it was her new car, and that I won the state lotto. She kind of scoffed about it until I pulled out the papers that I had signed, showing I was the lotto winner. If she hadn't sat down at that very moment, I think she would have fainted.

Within a matter of a few days, I had told all my friends about my winning and word was spreading. By Saturday morning, we had TV reporters and knocking on the front door wanting statements from the latest lotto winner. All my friends started asking for favors, asking me to buy them all kinds of gifts. Whenever I tried to talk to any of them, before I could finish a sentence, they would ask me to buy them something.

Over the next couple of months, I was treated very differently. All the people I thought were my friends seemed to only want something from me. Others would look from a distance, but stayed far away as if some evil was going to happen to them.

Graduation was nearing, and I began to feel terribly lonely, no one to really talk to. I finally had to change my phone number to stop all the harassing calls I got, either from my so-called friends, or others seeking handouts for some stupid charity. Being so bummed out, I didn't even go to my own graduation. It was supposed to be the highlight of a school career. I had spent the entire evening sitting on the fender of my car, I should say mom's old car now that I was driving it, watching the cars traveling up and down the expressway.

It was during that summer that I bought my mother her new home. It wasn't the biggest, but it was more practical for her, and for me as long I stayed there. Things began to quickly deteriorate between my mother and I when she found out that I wasn't going to give her half the money, but instead a trust fund I thought would last her a lifetime. She did accept the house, but completely ignored me and by the end of summer, she was not even talking to me. Packing my belongings, I moved out.

I wasn't the brightest in school, I could have possibly made it through college, but I knew that it would be a very difficult struggle to do so. Taking my next best option, I moved into an apartment that also had a garage to park my car. After setting everything up, I took a cab to the airport, and boarded a plane to start my worldwide journey. I left my phone in the glove compartment of the car; hell, there was no one to call, no one to tell I made it safely. Most of all, there was no one to ask to come and pick me up at the airport when I returned. For two years, I traveled the world. I kept in contact with Henry, my attorney. He assured me that everything was well and told me to enjoy myself.

Two years later, I was home. I was glad to know I didn't need to pack my suitcases for the next leg of my journey, but already getting bored looking at the same four walls. During my travels, I had bought a good camera and computer. I was able to take as many pictures as I wanted and save them all for viewing later.

The weather was starting to warm up, early spring and the river was high this time of the year with its fast moving current. I no longer could see a future for myself, I had tried contacting my mother on my return to try and reconnect with her, but she would not take my calls or return them. She was still pissed at me not giving her more money.

Feeling no alternative, with tears in my eyes, I drove to the river... the last journey I was going to take.

I stood at the edge of the boarded walkway across the bridge. Looking down at the swift moving river, I knew it would be days if not longer if and when they would find my body. There were reports of people falling into the river this time of the year and sometimes they never found the bodies. Taking a deep breath, I stepped onto the bridge and started my journey to the middle.

As I was slowly walking towards the middle of the bridge, I could see someone walking towards me from the opposite direction. When I was about a third of the way across, I noticed it was a girl, possibly my age, maybe younger. I figured I would slow down, let her pass, then wait a minute or two and make my jump. While walking out on the bridge, the girl kept her hand on the railing, looking out over the river, not paying any attention to her surroundings.

I stopped walking when I was a few feet from her, watching her. She stopped and pulled her backpack off, dropping it to the walkway. She then took off her jacket and dropped it on top of the backpack. She still had not noticed me or given any indication that she had. It suddenly dawned on me that this girl was going to jump. I was here for the same purpose, and yet I started to move towards her when she stepped up on the bottom rail, swinging her other leg over the top rail.

I took the last few steps at a dead run, grabbing her by the waist band of her jeans just as she was about to swing the other leg up over the railing. Pulling on her, she lost her balance and the both of us tumbled down on the walkway. She immediately started screaming and cussing at me for stopping her from jumping.

"Get the fuck away from me; why did you stop me?"

I was a bit stunned at first, but then she started kicking at me, landing a couple times on my leg and arm.

"You had no right to interfere. Get the fuck away from me," she screamed at me.

Unable to control her kicking, I reached out and slapped her across the face with my open hand, trying to get her to stop kicking me. The shock of the slap stunned her. I could see the red mark made by my hand on the side of her face.

Curling up into a fetal position, she lay on her side and said, "Please leave me alone; I can't go on anymore." Covering her face, she began to cry.

Reaching out, I put my hand on her arm. She jerked her arm away. "No, just go, leave me alone."

Picking up her coat and laying it over her shoulder, I said "Come on, I'll take you home, it can't be all that bad."

"I don't have a home. My parents kicked me out. Now go away and let me do this one final thing."

Sitting down beside her, I knew the feelings of being kicked out of your home. For a moment, I had nothing I could say to her. I just knew I couldn't let her jump.

"What is your name? Mine is Lisa," needing her to talk and maybe get her mind off jumping for a minute.

"Just leave me alone and go away, asshole."

"I'm not going away and I'm not going to let you jump. So sit up and tell me your name." I pulled her into a sitting position.

"My name is Anastasia, but everyone calls me Anna."

"So tell me Anna, why did your parents kick you out of the house, you kill someone or something?"

"No, I got pregnant."

All of a sudden, I was angry, very angry. "You stupid little shit. That baby in your stomach never asked you to go out and fuck someone and get yourself knocked up. All you can think about is how miserable you feel this moment, never giving that baby a second thought. I should kick your ass just for the thought of doing what you thought you wanted to do."

I took a breath, trying to regain some control.

"Get your ass up; I'm taking you home to my place, unless you want me to call the cops and have them come pick you up and take you to the funny farm."

"You wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Yes I would. I still might kick your ass; then both of us will be in the funny farm. Now get up," I shouted.

Looking at me with skepticism and maybe a little worried I just might kick her ass she slowly started getting up. Picking up her backpack, I held out my hand to help her the rest of the way up. I held on to her hand as I started walking, not really conscious of what I was doing. After a few more steps, I felt her adjust her hand in mine and hold it a little tighter. Beginning to like the feeling of holding her hand, I squeezed her hand back just as tight.

"So tell me why you were out of the bridge this afternoon." 

Thinking of something clever to say, I just decided to tell her the truth. "I came out here to do the same thing you were going to do, jump and end it all."

Still holding onto my hand, she suddenly stopped, jerking me around facing her. "Why did you stop me, if you were going to do the same thing, can you tell me that?"

Taking her other hand in mine, I lowered my head, looking at the ground... "I wish I could say something funny or some other revelation, but I can't. All I can say now is that it was totally a stupid idea, but when I saw that you were about to jump, I knew I had to stop you." 

Finally looking up at her, she just stood there, looking at me, cocking her head to the side, and studying me. Looking into her blue-gray eyes, I was trying to understand her as she was trying to understand me. Finally letting go of my right hand, but still holding my left hand tightly, she started walking once more.

"I still might come back tomorrow and jump. You can't watch me forever you know."

Taking an extra step to catch up. "No I can't, but maybe I might convince you not to jump. Can we at least talk about it?"

"Maybe, we'll see."

The rest of the walk back to the car, we both remained quiet, lost in our own thoughts. The drive to the apartment didn't take that long. Once I had parked, I showed her into the apartment. It was a one-bedroom apartment, enough for me; at least it was until today.

"Are you hungry, or would you like something to drink?"

"I'm a little hungry, but I have no idea what I want to eat." She said.

"How about I order us a pizza and some drinks. We can munch out on that and talk, what do you think?"

"Sounds good," she said, sitting on the sofa.

After the pizza arrived, we sat on the floor and started really talking about ourselves. I told her my life story, omitting the lotto winnings. I didn't lie when I told her that I had a trust fund that I lived off of, explaining why I wasn't working or going to school. It just wasn't all of the truth at the moment.

She told me that her parents were devoted Catholics almost to the point of being fanatics. When she had told them that she might be pregnant, her mother bought a test kit and tested her to make sure. When the test came back positive, both her mother and father started screaming at her, telling her that she was nothing but a whore, telling her to leave and never set foot back in their home again. After spending the night on a park bench and nearly freezing to death, she felt that jumping off the bridge would end all her problems, not wanting to be living off the street or selling her body just to eat.

It upset me when she told me her story, but what really got to me was the fact that I had no real problems compared to hers. My thoughts of suicide were foolish compared to hers. I told her this, bringing us both to tears, falling into each other's arms and crying on each other's shoulders.

Pulling back from Anna, wiping the tears from my face, then wiping hers from her cheeks. 

"Fate brought us both to that bridge today. In our own way, we each felt there was no hope. Today I learned that I really did have hope, just I didn't have a direction to go. You had no hope because you were abandoned when you needed someone the most. Fate left us no choice but to go to that bridge, but Karma says that our future is determined by current actions and choices; each person effectively chooses her own future. What do you say that we give the future a chance, we take care of one another, be there for each other. Do you think you can do that with me?"

Sitting in front of each other, our legs folded up under ourselves, our knees almost touching each other's, we just sat looking at one another. Finally Anna reached out with her both her hands and took both of mine.

"I'm going to get big and fat, with morning sickness, and hormones running rampant. I'm going to want pickles and ice cream at three AM when all the stores are closed. Is this what you really want to be put through?"

"I most certainly do," I said, and gave her hands a little squeeze.

Leaning towards each other our arms embracing each other, giving one another a hug. When we pulled apart, Anna started to yawn.

"Sorry, I didn't sleep well last night and now it's starting to catch up with me."

"Come on, let's go see if we can't find you something to wear, maybe you can take a shower and get a good night's sleep."

Helping each other to stand up, I started to lead her back to my bedroom. Once we entered the bedroom, Anna stopped at the doorway, looking around. 

Looking over at her, I asked, "What's wrong?" Wondering why she was standing there with a funny look on her face.

"Is this the only bed you have? I mean..."

"Oh yeah... I see... I mean," not really knowing what to say.

"Look, this is not going to be a problem, I'll sleep on the sofa and you sleep on the bed. I'm sorry, I guess I just didn't think that far ahead," feeling a little embarrassed. 

"No, this is your home. You should not be the one to have to sleep on the sofa. Unless you feel otherwise, maybe we can both sleep on the bed together, I mean... I..."


Life Worth Living



Raising my hand to stop her from trying to say anything more, I said, "It's a big queen size bed. I'm sure we both can have our own space and not disturb each other. If you're willing to try, I am."

Seeing her smile once again, "Yes, we can give it a try."

Looking at Anna, we were close to the same height; I am five foot five, one hundred and fifteen pounds. If anything Anna was maybe an inch taller and maybe five pounds heavier. She has grayish blue eyes to my brown eyes. She had brown hair that hung down around her shoulders, though a little messy from being outside for the past twenty-four hours, once washed I knew it would look beautiful, compared to my short black hair.

Pulling a long t-shirt and a pair of panties from my drawer, I showed her to the bathroom, while giving her a clean towel and washcloth. 

While Anna was taking her shower, I went back to the kitchen to check and see if I had enough for us to at least eat breakfast. After rinsing out the dirty glasses and setting up the coffee maker for the morning, I heard the shower being turned off. By the time I had turned off all the lights and checked the door, Anna was coming out of the bathroom.

The first thing I noticed was she had perfect legs. Her thighs weren't too big, but had a muscular shape to them. The t-shirt was long enough that nothing else showed, but it did look like she had a nice rounded butt on her. I didn't know why I was looking at Anna the way I was, but I told myself that all women checked out other women, comparing them to themselves.

Anna was using the towel to dry her hair when I told her to take a seat in the chair just inside the bedroom. I went and got my blow dryer and brush to finish drying her hair. As I was standing over her, brushing and drying her hair, when she would sometimes slouch over, I would be able to see down the inside of her loose t-shirt. Her breasts were nearly like mine, a good B cup, her areolas were a soft pink and very puffy, making her look like she had no nipples at all.

The more I began to chastise myself for even looking in the first place, the harder I tried to catch glimpses of her breasts.

With her hair now dried, I was thankful that I could step away and not keep trying to look down her t-shirt. Going to my dresser, I got a clean pair of panties and t-shirt, heading to the bathroom to take my shower.

As I was standing under the shower feeling the warm water bouncing off my shoulders, while washing my breasts, I started comparing mine to Anna's. Being almost the same size cup as she was, mine however were pointed, my areolas were the size of a quarter, and my nipples were longer and standing out, even when I was not excited. When I was horny and excited, my nipples wouldn't really stick out more, but would become thicker and very hard. Cupping my breasts with my soapy hands, I slowly started to massage them, wondering what it would feel like if Anna was the one massaging them.

Shaking my head, I had to stop those kinds of thoughts; they just weren't who I am. I had never looked at another girl, much less fantasized about one. For God's sake, I was straight; I'd been to bed with several men, never a woman.

Getting out of the tub and towel drying my hair as I normally do, I slipped on my panties and t-shirt. When I opened the door, walking into the bedroom, Anna was already in bed and appeared to be sound asleep. Turning off the lights, I walked around the bed, and slipped into the other side of the bed. Pulling the covers up to my chest, I glanced over at Anna, lying on her back; I watched the steady rise and fall of her chest. In my heart, I knew I had to find a way to help her. I just had no idea how I was going to be able to do that. Closing my eyes, my thoughts were slowly taken over by sleep.

Not sure what time it was, but when I tried to turn to my right side, I was unable to do so. Lifting my head, I noticed that Anna had moved across the bed on her right side and her head was now lying on my left shoulder. For the next few minutes, I looked at her; her hair was covering most of her face. I could hear the faint sounds of her snoring each time she inhaled. Her left arm was lying across my stomach; her right arm seemed to be straight down between our bodies. For a few moments, I felt comforted feeling her close to me, somewhat in a nightly hug.

Suddenly realizing we were now cuddling one another, I didn't think it would be a good idea for her to wake up in this position. I slowly started sliding out of bed, not wanting to wake her. I did manage to get out of bed without waking her. Looking back down at her, she appeared like a child, a mixed up, confused, lonely, child. Pulling the covers over her, I went to the bathroom to relieve myself, then go and make some coffee and try to think of what I could do to help her.

Sitting in the kitchen, coffee now made, holding a cup in my hand, I started to think what I could do to help her. I wondered if she had any other relatives that would take her in. So many questions and no answers seemed to keep any constructive thoughts at bay. As I started to get up to pour myself another cup of coffee, I heard the toilet flush and knew she was up and awake.

A few minutes later, she came into the kitchen. She had brushed her hair, but her eyes were still a little puffy from sleep.

"Good morning, how did you sleep last night?" I asked her as she sat down at the table.

"Very good; your bed is very comfortable. I didn't wake you last night, did I?"

"No, after I had finished my shower, I saw that you were already asleep. I laid down and also was soon asleep. Would you like some breakfast, I don't have much on hand, but I think we can find something to eat. You haven't started having morning sickness yet, have you?"

"Yeah, it came on about two weeks ago. That is when I bought the test strips to make sure."

"How about I just make you some toast, maybe a cup of tea, unless you prefer coffee?"

"No, coffee sounds good, and yes, I think I might be able to eat some toast and keep it down."

As we sat eating our toast and drinking some coffee, I started asking her what she thought she might want to do. Did she have any relatives, or grandparents she could go to? She said that her father was an only child and his parents were killed in an auto accident. Her mother had one sister, but she was back east somewhere serving a prison term for selling drugs. Her grandparents were both heavy drinkers and she really didn't feel comfortable being around them.

I had gotten up to freshen up our cups of coffee, and when I turned to sit back down, she had her head down in the crook of her arm, apparently crying. Sitting the cups on the table, I knelt down beside her chair, my left hand on her back, my right hand stroking her hair.

"What's bothering you, tell me."

"You should have just let me jump. I have no one; I have no money, no clothes. All I have is a couple of my school books and note pads."

Drawing her to me, putting her head on my shoulder, she broke down sobbing. All I could do was try and comfort her as her body was racked with sobs. As her sobs began to slow down, I helped her to stand, pulling her towards the sofa. After we were seated, I took her by the shoulders, making sure I had her attention.

"Anna, listen to me. It's going to be okay. I know you're scared and have no idea what to do, but together we're going to figure this out and make it work."

"You don't even know me, why would you help me?"

"Tell you what, when I am home here, changing shitty diapers while you're at school, then ask me why I'm doing all this."

"But I'll be finished with school by the time the baby is born."

"High school yes, but by then you'll be in college." 

"Trust me, we'll find a way for you to go to college. You're a lot smarter than I ever was, I barely got out of high school with a three point zero average. Trust me, I'll make sure you get to go, come hell or high water," I said, pulling her in to hug her.

"But why, I mean... I don't know you, and you don't really know me... why?"

"Remember yesterday I said that I had no hope, I had nothing to look forward to. Well, saving you and your baby gave me a purpose. It showed me I wasn't as lost as I thought I was. Believe it or not, I feel like I have a direction to go now. I can't explain why, but I want very much to see this baby born, to hold it in my arms. I'm not sure if I could ever have a baby of my own, but if you'll let me, I'd like to maybe one day be a part of this baby's life, if you would let me."

"You're not going to throw me out into the street? What's going to happen when you find a guy and want to marry him, what then?"

"I've never had any feelings for a guy. I've dated in high school, but they all seemed to so shallow. I'm not a virgin, but I don't think a man right now is going to change how I am. I can't explain myself, it's just what I feel inside."

She reached her hand out, pushing a few of my curls behind my ear. "You really think we can do this, I mean me having this baby and me becoming a mother and all?"

"I know we can do this. It's not going to be easy, it's going to take a lot of work, but we are going to do this together." I gave her my most convincing look.

I leaned back into the sofa; Anna slid over and put her head on my shoulder, my arm across her shoulders, my left hand stroking her soft hair.

We sat, each in our own thoughts. After some time, I lifted her chin to look at me.

"Are your parents church goers; I mean do they go to church every Sunday?"

"Yes. They never miss going every Sunday. They leave every morning around nine thirty and don't get home until eleven or twelve. Why do you want to know that?"

"I was just thinking, there are still some things you want from your room, right?"

"Well, yeah, my clothes for one. There are a few things I've collected over the years I think I would like to have."

"Do you still have a key to the house?" I asked, hoping the answer was going to be yes.

"Yes, it's in my backpack. Why all the questions?"

"How many boxes would it take to put everything you want in them?

"I don't know, maybe four or five. Would you please tell me what you're getting at?"

"Well, I was just thinking, what if we rented a van tomorrow, and as soon as your parents leave for church. We go in and pack all your stuff up and bring them here. Leave the TV or stereo equipment. Do you have a computer?

"My dad gave me his old laptop, it's not very fast or anything, but I do use it for homework."

"Is there anything on the computer you don't want them to see or know about?"

"No, just my homework papers. Why?"

"We'll leave that also, but we'll take along a flash drive and copy your work on it. We'll also put a password on the computer so that anyone who wants to get into it, will have to format the computer and reinstall the software."

"I think that is a good idea. I mean getting my clothes and stuff while they are gone. You're so smart; I would have never thought of doing that," she said leaning in and kissing my cheek.

"Come on, let's get dressed, we'll go and get something to eat, then drive by your old house and check things out. On the way home, we'll stop and buy some groceries. We need to get you on a good, balanced diet. First chance we get, we're going to find a good doctor you can start going to while you're pregnant."

"But I don't have any money. I can't afford to go to a doctor."

"Even though you're eighteen, you're still in school, and by law, your parents' insurance still covers you. I have a friend who is a lawyer that will make sure that happens."

"This is going to work, isn't it?" She said while sitting there smiling at me.

"Yes it is, so what do you think, getting hungry yet?" I was starting to feel a little hungry myself.

"Yeah, let's go and get something to eat, I feel like I could really eat something now."

Walking into the bedroom, Anna reached down and pulled the t-shirt she had on up and over her head, dropping it on the bed. She now stood before me only wearing panties. When she turned to face me, I could now see her breasts, her firm breasts with those puffy nipples. Her areolas were larger than mine, a pale pink color with nipples barely visible. I had to quickly turn my head so that she didn't see me staring at her breasts. As I turned, I pulled my t-shirt up and over my head, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable being the only one just wearing panties.

Walking over to the dresser, I pulled out a bra that I thought might fit her, turning towards her, I asked her if she would like to see if this bra would fit her. Slipping the straps up her arms, she turned allowing me to fasten the hooks in the back. After some minor adjustments, the bra seemed to fit her perfectly. Taking out another bra, I started to put it on. When I reached behind me to fasten the clips, I felt her fingers on my back as she clipped the bra in place.

Since it was still a little cool out, I got us both a pair of jeans to wear. I reached into my closet and handed her a cardigan sweater to wear and a long sleeve shirt for myself. Slipping on a pair of ankle sock and shoes, we were ready to go. As she started walking out of the bedroom, the sweater she wore was bulky enough to hide much of her figure, but the image of her topless was forever burned in my mind.

After eating a light lunch, we drove by her home, at least what used to be her home. It was a single story home with an attached garage. She had said that the locks were the same for the back as well as the front door. I asked if there was an alarm system in the house; she said that there was none. Just down the street, at the corner was a seven-eleven. From there, we would be able to see when her parents would leave for church.

She was telling me that she was a little reluctant on leaving the computer because that was her way of doing her homework and writing assignments. I had decided that I could solve that problem this afternoon. Instead of doing the grocery shopping next, I went to an electronic store to get her a computer.

Walking into the store, Anna touched my arm.

"Why are we here, is there something that you need?"

"No, it's something that you need." Taking her hand, I guided her to the computer department.

As we started walking into the computer department, Anna squeezed my hand, pulling me to a stop.

"No Lisa, I can't let you do this."

"Do what?" I said.

"You know what I am talking about, I can't let you buy me a new computer."

"And if I don't, how are you going to do your homework and write your papers for your assignments?"

"I'll just go to the library and use those."

"And how will you get to the library?" Feeling like I was boxing her in without many options.

"I'll take the bus. I can't let you do this. It's just not right."

Taking her by the shoulders, making sure she was facing me, "Honey, if it wasn't for you, I would be miles downriver by now, probably hung up on the bottom somewhere and nothing more than fish food. This would be a drop in the bucket to what I really owe you, so please, accept this and whatever else I think you need. Please, do this for me."

Shrugging her shoulders, she nodded her head in agreement to me.

"Now, go over there and see if you can find a computer that would fit your needs." I sent her on her way.

I spotted a sales person heading our way, heading him off before he could get to Anna. I told him that I wanted the biggest, fastest IMac he had, a printer to go with it, an external hard drive, and a CD/DVD reader. I also told him that I wanted a second twenty-four inch monitor, and a wireless keyboard and mouse. I told him when he had everything ready to go, bring me the paper work. For now I had a laptop that she could use if she had to take it to school, but when she started college, I would get her one for herself.

As Anna and I went from computer to computer, checking them out, Anna kept going back to the cheaper ones, trying to talk me into getting a less expensive one for her. When I saw the sales person approaching with the paper in hand, I told Anna that I would be back in a moment. As he was showing me the final bill, I looked at Anna, thinking that she also needed a cell phone so that she would be able to call me or at least text me if there was a problem.

I told the sales person to get two cell phones and add it to the bill, using my old cell number to be changed over to the new one. I handed the sales person my credit card and told him to charge everything on it. When it was all done and all of my purchases were in one neat pile, I went and got Anna, taking her over to the pile and said that it was time to go.

Looking at me like I had just lost my mind, "What did you do, buy the entire store out?"

"No, I just got you what you needed." Taking the cell phone, handing it to her to have it activated.

As another sales person helped me load everything into my little Volvo, Anna had her new cell phone activated and ready to use. With the trunk pretty much loaded up, any groceries we got were going to have to go in the back seat.

Once in the car, I asked Anna if she had a driver's license; she said that she did. My next stop was U-Haul to rent a van for tomorrow. 

After picking up the van, I let Anna drive the car while I drove the van to our next stop, which was the grocery store. Shopping for groceries with Anna was turning out to be an experience that was so much fun. She was constantly making me laugh with her jokes and antics with all the things that we could do with some of the food we were about to purchase. Some of the people we passed in the isles gave us funny looks, but then I knew what it really felt like to be alive and I wasn't going to let the odd looks from strangers spoil my day.

Pushing our over loaded cart back to the car, I stood with the door open trying to figure out where I was going to put all the groceries we had bought. Standing with my hands on my hips, I heard my name being called from behind me. "Lisa!" 

Anna was standing behind the van with her arm stretched out holding herself up against the back door of the van. "We can go back and get some more items if you forgot anything." 

Standing next to the car, I felt like an idiot for not thinking about using the van to take the groceries home. I tossed the keys to Anna, as I closed the door and pushed the cart to the back of the van. I was about to give Anna a kiss on the cheek for thinking ahead, when at the last second she turned her head and our lips met. The kiss was brief, if not shocking to me at first. I was about to apologize, when Anna just looked at me and smiled, while reaching for a bag in the cart. With my mouth hanging wide open, I watched as Anna loaded the next three bags of groceries into the van. Snapping out of my daze, I grabbed two bags to help load the van. With everything loaded and the cart put away, I started driving back to the apartment, with Anna following close behind.

I was really lucky I didn't get into a wreck, my mind was focused on the brief kiss I had with Anna. Her lips were so soft. I swear it felt like she didn't want it to end. I was really starting to wonder about myself; first off I was admiring another woman's body. Last night when I was drying her hair, I kept trying to look down at her breasts. This morning when I woke up and Anna was up against me, her head on my shoulder, how good it felt to be that close to her, and earlier today, how sexy she looked standing before me only wearing panties, and now the kiss.

I looked at women before, but it was only at how they were dressed and if I would look good wearing what they had on. No way was I looking and wondering what they would look like naked before me. I was so lost in my thoughts; I almost drove past my apartment. Stopping just past the driveway, I motioned for Anna to pull into the garage and park so I could back in and make it easier to unload the van.




Life Worth Living



After everything was unloaded, it took us nearly half an hour to put the groceries away. I asked Anna what she wanted for dinner but she had no idea. Thinking of something easy, I told her to start making us a salad, and I would fry up a chicken breast to add to it. Dinner was light and easy; cleaning up was quick and also easy.

I took her to my computer, and told her that hers was just like mine, and said I would show her how easy it would be compared to the PC she was accustomed to. It was decided that before we returned the van, we would go and find her a desk that we could set up in the living room for her to use while she was doing her homework. 

After an hour or so playing around with the computer, we decided it was time to take a shower and get to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a long day, if not stressful. Anna insisted that I take my shower first; she would take hers after me.

I decided that I was going to wear the same t-shirt that I had worn last night, so getting out a clean pair of panties, and my t-shirt, I pulled off my clothes, placed them in the hamper to be washed and went into the bathroom to take my shower.

Once I was in the shower, I washed my hair, and then as I was washing my body, I began thinking of Anna, seeing her puffy breasts, her firm thighs and legs. Her ass looked so perfect in her panties, I almost wished I could have run my hands over them... God I've got to stop thinking this way, it's just not like me.

Looking down at my bush, I decided that it was time to trim it. If she ever saw me again just wearing panties, I know how repulsive it would look seeing hairs sticking out from under your panties. Reaching over to the cabinet, I took a pair of scissors, trimmed the long hairs, and then used the razor to leave just a landing strip to the top of my cleft. Feeling much better about how it looked, I turned off the water, reaching for the towel to dry myself.

Getting dressed, I took the hairdryer, and started towards the bedroom. As I stepped into the bedroom, Anna was sitting on the bed, with nothing on except her panties. Stopping for a second, I had to gasp for a quick breath of air. I tried to move on like it was no big deal, hoping she didn't see me staring at her.

As Anna left the bedroom, I plugged in the dryer and began to dry my hair. Being so short, it didn't take very long to dry. I sat the dryer down on my makeup table, knowing that she was going to want me to dry her hair when she came back to the bedroom.

I turned down the covers of the bed, and set the alarm clock so we would be up in plenty of time to get ourselves into position tomorrow morning. It seemed like in no time Anna came walking back into the bedroom, this time with a towel wrapped around her head and her t-shirt hanging off her forearm.

As she sat down in the chair, she said, "I didn't want to put on my t-shirt and get it wet, then have to sleep in a wet t-shirt. You don't mind do you?" She smiled at me like it was no big deal being nearly naked in front me.

"No, that's fine, it's just us girls here anyway." I picked up the hair dryer and brush to dry her hair.

When she sat down in the chair, she was facing the mirror. I started to wonder if she had intended to dry her own hair, or just sit back and let me do it. I could see her watching me as I started to brush and dry her hair. There were times when I would run my hand up under her hair, pulling it out from her head to dry. Each time I would do this, the back of my hand would brush up against her soft skin, making my stomach do little flip-flops each time. Once when I was near the front of her, as my hand came around, I brushed against the top of her left breast. This time I noticed Anna sigh when it happened.

By the time I had her hair dried and brushed out, I noticed that my nipples were like little points pushing out my t-shirt. I knew she saw this in the mirror when she looked at me. I knew that there was no way of hiding the fact now, so I just sat the dryer down, saying I was finished and she could finish getting dressed now.

Waiting for Anna to climb into the bed, I turned off the hall light and then the bedroom light, leaving the room in a dim glow from the nightlight shining in through the door from the hallway.

After I got into the bed, Anna was laying on her side facing towards me. I could see her eyes were open as she looked at me.

"Lisa, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course Anna, you can ask me anything you like. I have no secrets to hide from you." Well, except the one that I was a millionaire, but that wasn't important at this moment.

"You're not regretting having me here are you. I mean I'm not making you feel uncomfortable or anything am I?" 

"No, you're not making me feel uncomfortable or anything, it's just that I'm not used to having someone around all the time. I've never lived with anyone except my parents, so this is kind of new to me."

How could I tell her the things she was doing to me, parading around half naked, sleeping on my shoulder. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling; it was just something I never experienced before.

"Lisa, would you give me a hug before I go to sleep, please."

"Sure, come here." Reaching towards her, I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.

Scooting over, she also reached around my shoulder, pulling me into a tight hug. When I started to ease up, instead of pulling away, she settled her head into the crook of my shoulder, making herself comfortable. Baffled about what to do, I did nothing. As I lay there, I could hear her breathing beginning to slow, and soon I knew that she was asleep. Not having the heart to disturb her, I let her be and drifted off to sleep myself.

I woke up a few minutes before the alarm clock went off, and it seemed that she had not moved all night long, except her arm was now lying across my stomach, and her leg was over mine, with her mound pressed up against my leg. Lying there, feeling the closeness of our bodies, I began to enjoy the warmth and security of someone being so close to me.

Suddenly the blaring of the alarm clock jolted me fully awake and I tried to reach over and turn it off while she was still lying against me. My movements and the alarm going off woke Anna also. Looking at me, Anna said, "Good morning." I watched her yawn, stretching her arms into the air.

"Good morning to you too," I said, giving her shoulders a squeeze. "Did you sleep well?"

"Oh yes, thank you for holding me last night, I felt so safe and warm lying here next to you."

"Let me get up and go and pee, then make some coffee while you get up and get dressed. We can't waste too much time this morning. Just take what you need from the closet."

"Okay," she said while rolling off me.

After peeing and washing my face, I went to the kitchen to make the coffee and some toast. Just as I was finishing my first cup of coffee, Anna came walking into the kitchen. She had the same jeans on that she wore yesterday, but a different shirt. Pouring another cup of coffee, I told Anna I was going to go and wash up and get dressed.

Sitting at the Seven Eleven waiting for her parents to leave for church, I decided to ask Anna how she became pregnant, was it an accident or... She went on to say that she only dated guys so she could fit in. Apparently, everyone knew it was her birthday, so they all decided that getting her drunk on her birthday was going to make it a day she wouldn't forget.

She went on to say that she had no intentions of having sex with anyone, but being so drunk, she had not realized that she had sex until after it was over with. She explained that just the thought of having sex with the guy almost made her sick. It wasn't until three weeks later when she missed her period that she knew something was wrong. After getting a couple test kits, both tested positive. It was almost two weeks later, when she started having morning sickness, that her mother started asking about it.

She said that when she finally told her mother, that is when all hell broke loose. After spending the night in the park she decided to jump off the bridge. I was just about to ask her what she meant by saying that she dated guys just to fit in when we saw her parents leave for church.

I dropped Anna off in front of the house with the boxes and tape while I took the van around the corner to park it so it wouldn't draw attention to the house. Having parked and walked back to the house, I was met at the front door by Anna. We immediately went to her room, and started packing. I had her get on the computer and download the files she needed while I threw her clothes in boxes. After everything was packed and boxes sealed, I added a password to the computer, locking it up. With a quick walk through, we had all the boxes in the garage. All I needed to do was get the van; back it in the drive way, load it up and we were gone. 

Before heading back to the apartment, I decided to make a detour to find a desk for Anna. She needed space for her computer so she could do her homework. We pulled into an Office Depot where I was sure we could find what we needed. Finding the right desk, we had them remove it from the carton so we could handle it, and assemble the chair that I bought with it. 

It was later Sunday evening when we had the van emptied and her clothes put away. We returned the van and stopped at a restaurant to eat before going home.

Again that evening, Anna had me take my shower first. When I stepped back into the bedroom, Anna was once more waiting, only wearing her panties. This was becoming a nightly ritual, one that I wasn't completely against, but had me wondering where this was all going.

Driving Anna to school Monday morning, I told her not to say anything about her moving, and to wait and see if her parents tried contacting the school as to her whereabouts. For the entire week, nothing was said to her concerning her parents or why she had missed two days of school. I told her on Friday, just before dropping her off, that she needed to change her contact number in case something were to happen.

As usual, I was the first to take a shower, and after Anna had finished with her shower, I would comb and dry her hair each night. Wednesday night, when Anna came to bed, she didn't put her t-shirt on, coming to bed topless. At first I was nervous but, after she settled down with her head on my shoulder, I was able to relax and drift off to sleep.

Saturday turned out to be a nice, warm spring day. We decided to go to the park and enjoy ourselves. To my surprise, there was an art festival scheduled. Going from stand to stand, admiring all the works of art, Anna would take me by the hand, leading me from stand to stand. I was starting to enjoy the feeling of her holding my hand. If made me feel that we were making a connection each time we held hands.

Later in the afternoon, she asked me if we could go down by the river and walk around for a while. Seeing no problem in doing that, we went to the river. I had parked a few hundred yards from the bridge. Getting out of the car, she stood on the bank of the river, staring at the water rushing by. I stood back, letting her work out in her own mind the feelings she was having. After a few minutes, I stepped beside her, putting my arm around her waist and asked if she was all right. As she turned to look at me I could see that she had been crying.

Before I could say anything, she turned towards me, wrapping her arms around me, and started crying harder. All I could do was wrap my arms around her, my hands moving up and down her back, trying to soothe her. When her tears began to dry, she pulled back, leaned in and kissed me on my lips. The kiss was brief, but effective, once more jumbling my nerves and causing the butterflies to start their fluttering in my tummy.

Laying her head on my shoulder, she said, "I want to thank you for saving me. Before I met you I thought there was no hope. Everyone I knew before you seemed to want something from me. Whenever I would ask a favor or something, they never had time. You're the first person who never asked for anything, but instead gave everything to me." She wiped her cheeks on my shoulder.

"I would have to work a thousand years and I'd still never be able to repay all that you have given me. All the thanks in the world wouldn't be enough for being there for me. There is so much more I want to tell you, but I don't know how just yet." She squeezed me tight.

Feeling a tear escape my eye, I knew the feeling of only being there to give to someone else. Giving to Anna came from my heart. It made me happy that I was helping someone who, in her own way, tried to reject my help at first until she was made to take it.

"Lisa, I don't ever want to leave you, I always want you near me. I... ah... I..." She squeezed her arms around me tighter.

"Come on, let's sit on the bench and we'll talk." I led her to the bench and we sat beside one another.

"After you have the baby and finish your schooling, you're going to find someone who steals your heart, and then you'll be leaving me, taking the baby with you," I said feeling depressed that I would lose her some day.

"No you won't Lisa, don't you see, I love you..." I watched her lower lip begin to quiver as tears once more filled her eyes.

"Anna, right now it's only because we have saved one another, but this will pass."

"You're wrong, Lisa. You are what I have been looking for since I knew what it was that I wanted. If I could marry anyone it would be you. This is our baby," She said lifting my hand and laying it on her stomach. "When she is born, you're going to be there, holding my hand, watching our baby being born. Just as you're here for me now, you'll always be at my side, never letting anything happen to me," she said laying her head against my shoulder, as her arms wrapped around me.

"Anna, aren't you being a little presumptuous calling the baby a she so soon?" I giggled as I said it.

Looking up at me, she said, "Trust me, a mother knows, just like you will one day."

"And what makes you think I would ever have or know those feelings, since I don't intend to have a baby." 

"Oh trust me, a woman knows these things," she said, smiling up at me with those mischievous eyes of hers.

Looking over at her, I knew somehow I would always be there for her. I cared for her a lot more than I was willing to admit to myself. Somehow she knew me better than I knew myself. I was beginning to wonder if I really did love her, and she saw it in my eyes before I could explain my feelings to myself.

"So what makes you think that I would always be there for you, no matter what?" I said, trying to see if she knew me better than I felt I knew myself.

Her head still resting against my shoulder, she said, "I've seen the way you look at me. When we were close, like when you dried my hair, I could see the way you were breathing and how it would change. Sometimes during the night I would wake up, try and move back some, and you would hold me tighter, not letting me move away from you. The first night I went to bed without the t-shirt on, you couldn't stop touching me, your hands were all over my back and shoulders."

Lifting her head, turning on the bench, facing me, her left hand went to the side of my face, her fingertips lightly touching my cheek.

"Kiss me Lisa, press your lips to mine and kiss me. I love you so much."

Before I could catch myself, I was slowly leaning towards her. I could see the hope and love in her eyes. Her bottom lip quivered slightly with the anticipation of our real first kiss. My face close to hers, I could feel her breath against my lips each time she exhaled. I slowly pressed my lips to hers. It was a very light first kiss, her soft lips against mine. Never before had I ever felt such a thrill while kissing someone else, much less another woman.

When I pulled back, I could see a faint smile forming on her lips, those lips that had been against mine. Looking into her eyes, I also saw brightness in them; it was a brightness I never saw before. Cupping her face in my hands, I again leaned in; this time our kiss was firmer, our lips against one another. Feeling her lips parting slightly, I felt the tip of her tongue sliding across my lips. Parting my lips, I pushed my tongue out to meet hers, to caress her lips as she had done to mine. Hearing a car horn honking in the distance, I realized we were in a public place kissing one another.

Pulling back from one another, I took her hand in mine. "Lets go home."

With only a nod of her head, we stood, holding each other's hand, and started walking towards the car. On the way home, she laid her hand on my thigh as I kept mine on the steering wheel. Nothing was said, not that there was anything that needed to be said.

Once we were in the apartment, Anna turned and pressed her lips firmly to mine, her arms around my neck holding me close to her. As the kiss deepened with passion, our tongues entering and exiting each other's mouths, I finally had to admit to myself that this is what I always wanted, I just didn't understand what "it" was until this day.

Pulling back from one another, I felt Anna's hands at the hem of the sweater I was wearing, lifting it up, pulling it off me. Dropping it on the floor beside us, her arms once again encircled me, her warm soft hands now moving all over my back. I felt them stop and unclasp my bra. Biting my lower lip, being exposed for the first time in front of another woman, much less Anna, I was a bit shy and nervous.

With my bra now loose and dropped to the floor along with my sweater, Anna, stood before me, staring at my breasts. A big smile formed on her lips as she reached up and cupped both my breasts in her hands. Her fingers to the side, her thumbs caressing my now hard nipples brought a moan from my lips. Lowering her head, she kissed my left breast, then gently sucked in into her mouth. Moving over to the right breast, she did the same to it. I was now constantly moaning at her touch.

By now my hands were at the hem of the pullover she had on. Lifting it up over her head, I dropped the blouse to the floor beside my sweater. So many times, I had stared at her puffy, pert breasts; I knew I had to touch them, to feel the softness of each one. 

Anna just stood there, her arms at her side as I reached around to unclasp her bra, taking it and dropping it to the floor. Looking at her breasts, I could now see the nipple slightly extended from the areola surrounding it. Cupping her breasts as she had done mine, I leaned into her, kissing and licking at her nipples. I went from one to the other, sucking each one into my mouth, savoring her taste and the feel of her nipple in my mouth. By this time, Anna was also moaning, her hands on the back of my head, guiding me from one breast to the other.

Pushing me away, she knelt down before me, lifted my left foot, removing my shoe and sock. She then lifted my right foot, repeating the exercise. Reaching up, she undid the belt, undid the button, and pulled down the zipper. I had to ball my hands into a tight fist to keep from pushing her away, but I wanted her to hurry at the same time. I thought I was nervous when she removed my bra; I now stood petrified at the thought of her undressing me completely. Her fingers were inside of my jeans as she slowly started pulling them down. As the jeans slid over my hips, I felt my panties come down with them. Just before my mound was uncovered, I felt her lips on my navel, kissing their way down, following along the thin strip of hair that I had left in place, acting as a pathway to my most secret private place. 

Kissing my cleft with her lips, her hands continued to pull my jeans and panties down my legs, helping me step out of them. Her hands, now on my knees, slowly slid up my thighs, moving towards my ass. Once her fingers cupped each of my ass cheeks, she leaned in and kissed my cleft, her tongue licking me lightly. Putting her hands on my hips, she pushed herself up, standing once more before me.




Life Worth Living



Leaning in, I kissed her lips, the scent of my sex on them. Lowering myself to my knees, I unfastened the button holding her jeans to her hips. Pulling down the zipper, her pink panties came into view before me. Putting my fingers on the inside of her jeans, I began pulling them down. Like her, I made sure that her panties came along, exposing her to me. After helping her remove them, remaining on my knees, I was looking at the first woman's sex besides mine that I had ever seen. She was shaved bare. With her hair completely removed, I could see her cleft, her outer lips forming a beautiful picture before me. With her legs slightly spread, I could see I darker patch, barely protruding between her lips. I took this to be her inner lips. 

As I was staring at her, I felt her hands on my arms, pulling me upwards. I honestly was unsure if I could have kissed or even licked her cleft as she had done to me.

Now I was standing before her, her fingers on each side of my chin. "I can only imagine how frightened you must be. I have kissed and made out with a few other girls before, but I never made love to another woman. We can go as slow as need be until you feel more comfortable. You don't need to do anything you're uncomfortable doing." Taking both my hands in hers, she purred, "Let's go lay down and cuddle close to one another. We have all the time in the world to make love to one another."

She started pulling me towards the bedroom. Following slightly behind her, I started watching her cute ass swaying with each step she took. Looking over her shoulder, seeing me looking at her ass, she smiled at me before turning.

At the bed, she went around to the other side, helping me pull down the covers. Lying down, we moved against one another, our arms now around each other, as I leaned in once more and kissed her lips. Sliding my tongue across them, I would have sworn that I was able to taste myself. That alone excited me so much. After kissing her lips several more times, I pushed her onto her back, sliding down and cupping her left breast once more. Feeling the softness of her breast in my hand, I lowered my mouth once more to taste her. As my tongue slid across her nipple, I heard Anna's moan and felt her chest vibrating as it passed between her lips.

Sucking her little puffy nipples between my lips, I began licking and lightly biting on them. I could hear more moans coming from her lips as my mind began to think that soon these tender nipples would be giving milk to nourish our child one day. The thought of what lay between her legs began to intrigue me. Not being much for masturbating myself, I still knew what felt good and what I enjoyed when I did masturbate.

Sliding lower, I kissed my way down over her stomach. I paid special attention to the area just below her belly button where I knew our child was growing. When I finally reached her mound, I could smell her arousal. Kissing around the top of her mound, I let my tongue push into the top of her cleft, causing Anna to raise her hips to me. Again I felt her hands on my shoulders trying to pull me back up towards her but, refusing to go, I parted her legs and, licking again, I was able to taste the juices that now covered her pussy. It was slightly salty from the sweat that accumulated walking around the park earlier but I was also able to taste the true essence of Anna. 

Her juices were a bitter sweet to my taste buds. Pushing her left leg out from me, I opened her up, crawling between her legs. With her knees raised and spread, I was able to peer down at her open sex. I felt I was, for the first time, looking at the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Using my fingers, I was able to open her even more, looking inside of her. Her juices had coated the inside of her inner lips; the rich pink color of her open vagina beckoned my tongue to taste her once more.

From the lower part of her pussy, I slid my tongue upwards, collecting her juices along the way. When my tongue passed over her hard clit, I felt her jump and moan louder once more.

Looking up at Anna, I saw her looking down at me. I could see passion in her eyes, the look of a voiceless plea to not stop what I was doing. Once more I lowered my head, this time taking her clit between my lips, circling it with my tongue, sucking on it, and licking it over and over. Her hands now on my head, fingers tightening in my hair, I heard her calling my name over and over..."Lisa... oh my God, Lisa... oh Lisa..."

It wasn't long before I felt her legs stiffen, her stomach tightening under the palm of my hand. Suddenly my head was caught between her legs, squeezing me, holding me against her clit. As she started to relax, I slipped a finger in her pussy, slowly pushing it in until my knuckle was pressed against her wet lips. Again she began calling my name, louder, along with a strange gurgling sound. 

Slowly pulling and pushing my finger in and out of her, I fucked her, just like I had liked fucking my pussy with my finger. Sucking on her clit, once again she started to spasm, twisting and turning, almost making it difficult to hold onto her. My tongue was dancing all over her clit as it throbbed between my lips. I felt a splash of liquid hit my chin, but I never slowed down.

After a short time, I felt her hands on my head, pushing me away, "Please, I can't take any more, I'm too sensitive... Please."

Pulling away from her, I pulled my finger out of her pussy, looking how wet it was and the wet spot now on the bed between her legs. Tasting her juices on my finger, I slowly moved up beside Anna and took her in my arms, holding her as tight as I dared. As I was holding her, I heard the words, "I love you." Stunned, I recognized the voice as being mine. 

I have no idea where she found the strength, but suddenly I was on my back and Anna was laying on top of me, tears falling from her cheeks as she kissed my face, only stopping long enough to say, "I love you so much." She then continued kissing all over my face.

I finally had to reach up and hold her face, while I said, "I love you too." I pulled her down to my lips, kissing her, pushing my tongue into her mouth, letting her taste her own juices on my tongue. After the first kiss I don't think she could get enough of my kisses, because she refused to stop, even when we both began to gasp for breath though the sides of our mouths.

Finally, laying her head on my shoulder, both of us breathing deep, we tried to catch our breath. When our breathing did slow, I heard her ask, "I thought we were going to take it slow, just hold one another and cuddle."

"I thought we would do that next week when you're in school and need more time for study and rest." We both started giggling at what I said.

Rising above me, her voice thick, she said, "I want to do the same to you, and I want you to have an orgasm just as hard as you made me cum."

Putting my hands on her shoulders, I stopped her from moving, "How about we rest a minute, then together we fix something to eat, take a shower together, then I promise I'll be here for you the rest of the night."

"You promise?"

"Yes, I promise, besides, I'm not sure if I'm done with you yet myself."

Lightly slapping my arm, "Oh my God, I don't think I can handle that again tonight. I'd probably die in your arms."

Pulling her down, we snuggled into each other, her head once more resting in the crook of my shoulder close to me. I soon felt her breathing slow and knew that she was now asleep. Listening to her light little snores, I began thinking of what I had just done. Making her cum as hard as she did, not once but twice, and it was all because of me. I knew that when I was with a man, I never felt like it did with Anna. I felt like this is where I belonged, being with Anna, and I was going to do whatever it takes to make sure it stayed that way.

Feeling like she was now in a deep sleep, I slipped out from under her, making sure I moved slow enough not to wake her. I went to the bathroom, peed and washed my hands. I was about to rinse off my face, but decided against it, keeping her aroma and dried juices on my face.

Going back to the bedroom, I picked up a t-shirt to slip on. Cooking naked, I felt, was only asking for trouble. Closing the door as I left the bedroom, I knew it might be early for dinner, but my thoughts were on spending the rest of the evening wrapped up in each other's arms.

About forty minutes later I walked back into the bedroom. Anna was still sound asleep. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I leaned down and gave her a kiss, then lightly shook her shoulder, asking if she was hungry. Looking up at me with sleepy eyes, she asked how long I had been up.

"I've been up now almost an hour. I fixed our dinner and it's ready to be put on the table. Go and wash up and come and join me."

As Anna came walking into the kitchen in all her naked glory, I felt the twinge between my legs starting all over again. Walking over to me, she lifted the t-shirt I had on up and over my head, dropping it near the doorway.

"No fair, if I'm naked, so are you." Wrapping her arms around me, pressing her body to mine, she kissed me.

When the kiss ended and I pulled back, I said, my voice surprisingly husky, "I definitely want more of that, but let's eat. I think someone has worked me up enough that I could eat a horse."

Laughing, we took our seats at the table and began to eat. I told Anna that what I had done earlier led me to realize what I had been missing all my life. I told her how much it thrilled me that I was able to make her cum as I did, and that I wanted to do it again and again. I also explained to her that when she started to get bigger we would have to slow down, if not stop, our love making, but in no way would we stop kissing and cuddling. I explained that it was my fear that nothing happen to the baby because of what we did. In the end she agreed, but wasn't one hundred percent behind the idea.

I also told Anna that I was going to find us an obstetric and gynecologist to look after her and be a doctor for the both of us. I wanted to find a female doctor if I could. She agreed with me. I told her that I was going to get her on an insurance plan, but if that weren't possible then I would pay for the whole thing myself, rather than go to her parents. She said that she would rather make her parents pay her medical expenses rather than for me to pay for it, since she was still in school and covered by their insurance plan.

I told her that I would ask my lawyer friend on Monday and see what he had to say about it. I also told her that she needed to get all her material ready to submit for college. Again she balked at the idea of going. I told her that I felt that her getting her degree would ensure a better future for our baby. Going to college and getting her degree would be a big part of that. I asked her how she felt about becoming a psychotherapist. I went on to say that with a degree as a psychotherapist, I wanted to possibly start some kind of clinic to help those out there who were like us, lost and feeling little or no hope. I told her that I wasn't smart enough to get the degree, but she could and I could run the clinic.

After explaining it all to Anna, she started becoming excited about the idea. She said that she had no idea how or where we would get the money, but thought that somehow we would figure that out later.

In the back of my mind, I thought, 'oh god girl, if you only knew'. I knew then that one day soon, I would tell her, crossing my fingers she wouldn't change.

As we were clearing the table and putting everything away, I also told her that I would stop by the Post Office and pick up the forms for her to get her passport, that for her graduation, I wanted to take her someplace special, and maybe a passport would be needed.

Dragging me out of the kitchen towards the bedroom, she started fussing that I was spending too much money on her and it had to stop. Grabbing my t-shirt along the way, I followed her to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom she had sat me down on the bed, I made her sit beside me.

"Anna, We need to talk and I need you to make love to me. Right now both things are important to me."

Before I could utter another word, she was kissing me, pushing me back on the bed.

"Love now... talk later," she said between kisses.

Laying down on top of me, our breasts against each other's, her mound pressing down on mine, she continued kissing me, each kiss more passionate than the last one. I soon felt her juices wetting my pussy as she ground her clit against mine. Placing my hands on her ass cheeks I pulled on them, grinding my clit against hers. Taking my breasts in her hands, she began pinching and pulling on my hard nipples.

Without warning, my orgasm overtook me. "Aaannnnnnaaaa," I screamed as I was in the throes of a powerful orgasm, taking her with me, her orgasm crashing over her.

After it passed, I lay back, trying to catch my breath. Anna slid down and began licking and sucking on my nipples, almost making them too painful to the touch. Just as I was getting near that point, she moved down, kissing my body as she slid lower down. When she got to my mound, I knew that she now tasted her juices and mine mixed together.

Pushing my knees up and out, she literally opened me up. As I looked down at her, I could see her looking at my pussy, smiling and lightly touching it with her fingers. When she saw me looking at her, she blew me a kiss, then lowered her head and licked up my slit.

Dropping my head, I moaned at the touch. No man I ever dated went down on my pussy with his tongue. Pulling my lips open, she smiled once more and lowered her head; this time I felt her tongue touch my little rosebud. My hips came off the bed when she did that. As I lowered my hips, once more her tongue pressed against my ass, making me moan and push back towards her. After feeling her tongue against my ass, she slowly moved it up and pushed it into my pussy, with her nose rubbing against my clit.

Having had one orgasm already, I felt another slowly closing in on me. Just as it was about to overtake me, she pulled back and stopped licking me. Moaning that I was so close, I felt her lick up one side of my slit, then down the other. I felt her finger, wet with my juices, slowly being slid into me. She had stopped licking my clit as she slowly pumped her finger in and out of me. She stopped moving her finger, and then went back to sucking and licking my clit. She would alternate between fucking me with her finger and licking my clit. The second time she stopped, I felt a second finger sliding into me. I felt the fullness of both fingers now slowly fucking me, taking me higher and higher.

When I felt like I was near a powerful orgasm, I felt her add a third finger as it started to stretch me open, adding to the fullness I already felt. Her three fingers now started moving faster and faster, going into me as deep as they would go. Again near the crest of a powerful orgasm, she started fucking me hard and fast, while sucking my clit into her mouth. As she lightly bit down on my clit, I went over the edge, my legs jerking straight out, my hips lifting off the bed. The grunting noises I heard were coming from my throat. When I started to feel my clit becoming very sensitive, Anna pulled back from licking it.

I thought that she would soon stop and let me catch my breath, but instead, she kept fucking me hard. If anything it felt like she was fucking me harder than I've ever been fucked in my life. I felt her hand on my breast, squeezing one, then the other. She would pinch and pull on my nipple each time she would squeeze it.

Just as I thought I couldn't take it anymore, Anna sucked my clit into her mouth, sucking hard on it and taking me to a place I've never been to. I held the sheets of the bed tightly in my fists, my eyes squeezed shut; I saw flashes of light exploding against my closed eyelids. Then nothing.

The next thing I knew, Anna was sitting on the side of the bed, washing my face and chest with a cool washcloth. When my eyes fluttered open, I could see her sitting there, smiling down at me. When I tried to lift my arm, it quickly fell back to the bed, having no strength to lift it. All I could do was to start crying.

Rolling away from her, my shoulders began jerking as my sobbing began to overtake me. Having found so much, only to feel like I was about to lose it all after what I was about to tell her. It was almost like living my past all over again, except this time, I really didn't feel like I was strong enough to live through it again.

Pulling me back onto my back, with concern in her voice, "What's wrong babes, are you okay?"

Looking back up at her, taking the washcloth from her hands and wiping my face, "Tell you what, why don't you go and get us something to drink, I'll go and pee and wash up, then we'll sit down and talk."

"No, talk to me now, you're scaring me. I love you so much." She nearly cried saying that to me.

"It's okay baby, I love you so much. Let me go and pee while you get us a drink, okay?"

Slowly standing, her eyes not leaving me, she made her way to the door, with me a few steps behind her.

When I returned from the bathroom, Anna was already sitting on the side of the bed with two cokes on the nightstand.

As I was sitting down I reached for the glass, taking a long drink. After sitting it back on the nightstand, Anna took my hand in hers.

"Lisa, please tell me what's wrong, you're really starting to scare me."

"I'm sorry, I promise I will tell you." Taking in a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts, a tear began to slide down my cheek.

"Lisa, please..." Sounding almost desperate now.

"You remember me telling you something about why I went to the bridge that day. Well, I never told you the whole story and why. You see on my eighteenth birthday, I came into a wad of money. It was quite a few dollars. Anyway, with what I had, I bought my mother a new car and a house in a better neighborhood. I then turned around and set up on a trust fund for her, hoping that it would last her the rest of her life."

Reaching out and taking another drink, "Well anyway, I told my friends what happened. All of a sudden, I felt the only reason they wanted me around was so that I could buy them this or that, pay for whatever they wanted. Nobody asked me what I wanted. My mother also got pissed at me, asking why didn't I just give her half the money instead of a little at a time. She told me if I was going to be that way, I should just leave and not be bothered about coming back."

Again, taking another drink of my coke, "For the past two years, I traveled all over the place, sometimes spending a month or two in one place. Finally it was time to come home. I suppose my depression really hit rock bottom, only being masked by traveling. I didn't want to be used, only needed for what I had or could give someone that wasn't coming from within me. Can you understand what I'm saying?" Looking at her to see if she really did see what I was saying.

"Yes, I believe I know what you're saying, having felt some of the same things you have." Looking at me, I believed I could see the sincerity in her eyes as she said it.

"Can I ask you a question," making me look up at her. "Why do you drive and older car, and rent an apartment?"

"Because, if people think you have money, they want what you have. When we first got together, I told you that I had a trust fund, which I really do have. You never once asked me how much it was, and each time I tried to get something for you, you complained that I should not be spending my money on you, knowing good and well that I could afford it. The longer we were together, unknown to me, I was falling deeper and deeper in love with you."




Life Worth Living



Sitting on the edge of the bed, my head lowered, I felt that nothing was going to be the same. Too me all was lost, I just knew it. I felt Anna's hand, pulling on my arm to face her.

"Lisa, I don't care about your money. I'll graduate, and then I'll find a job. If anything, put the money in the baby's name. You and I will get a job; we'll live here for a while, and then maybe move to a two-bedroom apartment. I'm not going to lose you over a few lousy dollars."

Finally looking up at her, her words did make me smile. They gave me hope.

"But what about opening a clinic, you and I? You need the degree to help those in need. I'm just not smart enough to get the degree."

"Like I said, I'm not losing you over a few dollars. We can make this work, trust me."

Grabbing her hand, I also grabbed my coke, motioning for her to take hers also and follow me. Once in the living room, I turned on the computer, and had her sit in my lap, waiting for it to boot up. Once it was up, I logged on the site that kept records of my finances. I turned the mouse over to her so that she could scroll down the pages at her own speed. When she got to the bottom of the charts, all I heard was, "Oh shit."

Looking at it myself, I slowly said, "Oh my God..."

"What?" She asked me.

"There is more there now even after what I spent, buying my mother her new home and car, plus all my expenses traveling, and that is after I had to pay all the commissions." There was at least four million more than what I originally had.

Getting off my lap, and pulling me over to the sofa, she sat beside me, taking my face in her hands.

"I'm not going to pretend that I'm not a little excited. When you said that you had some money, I was thinking of a few thousand, not nearly thirty million." Sliding even closer, if that were possible, she said, "All that I ask is that trust funds be set up for our children."

"Children?" Raising my eyebrows, wondering where this revelation came from.

"Yes," she said, "children, the two I am going to have and at least one that you are going to have," looking at me with determination, trying to make her point.

"First off, I'm not letting a man get near me, and I damn sure am not going to let a man get near you, so I don't see how there are going to be more children, since I'm not sharing you with anyone." I said it forcefully, making my point as strong as I could.

"Well that answers two questions, and as for the third, it's called artificial insemination. I'll let you look it up on the Internet while I'm at school."

"Oh..." My mind was whirring a mile a minute... "What are the two questions answered?"

"One, that there are going to be no men in our lives, and two, that you love me enough not to share me with anyone." Putting her hand behind my neck, she pulled me in for a kiss.

"Oh yeah, one more thing."

"What's that?" I had to ask.

"We only buy what is needed, the rest we save to open and run our clinic. As long as I have a warm loving home for our children, and they are well fed, I'm more than happy, so long as you're a part of it." Anna crossed her arms under her breasts, as if making a statement that her word was final.

"Except," I said, raising my finger as if making a point.

"Except what?" She asked.

"When you start college, I start looking for a house with at least four bedrooms, one for each of the kids. I get you a car for traveling back and forth to school, plus I set up an allowance so you have money when needed. Agreed?"

"The house I accept. You buy the car; I'll drive the Volvo. Maybe a small allowance to buy gas and maybe milk on the way home."

For now, I figured that I had won some concessions. They just were not going to be the ones she expected. 

Jumping up off the sofa, Anna again grabbed my hand, pulling me up. 

"Come with me, there is something I want to try that I once read about." she exclaimed, pulling me towards the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, almost throwing me on the bed, she laid herself on top of me, kissing me, her tongue working its way into my mouth, tempting me to enter her mouth. After a few kisses, raising herself up on her hands and knees, she pushed one of her puffy breasts to my mouth. Licking and sucking on her nipple, she pulled it free, and then offered me the other one. Caressing her breasts with my hands, my mouth going back and forth between the two, she suddenly pulled away, turning around, putting one leg over me, her knees alongside of my head with her pussy just above my face.

Reaching up, caressing the soft globes of her ass, I pulled down, licking along her slit, tasting once more the juices that were now flowing from her. Just as I felt her pressing herself down on me, I felt her lips and tongue now sliding between my pussy lips. The more I licked her pussy, the more I felt her juices seeping into my mouth. By now I was totally addicted to her taste, her aroma, and her soft pussy lips I enjoyed so much.

Anna knew I was so close; just before I was overcome by my climax; she pushed her wet finger into my ass. I had no idea how deep she went, but the sudden intrusion made me push my hips up and into her waiting mouth. With her finger now in my ass, I felt a finger being pushed into my pussy. Between the two fingers fucking me, I fell off the edge of my cliff. Squeezing her ass cheeks, burying my face in her pussy, sent Anna into a hard climax. I felt her juices squirting in my mouth. I couldn't drink them fast enough, hungry as I was for more.

Once we both started to settle back down, she turned around and lay beside me, kissing and nibbling on my neck. Feeling relaxed, I drifted off to sleep, holding my lover in my arms.

I woke up sometime in the middle of the night, my bladder full and needing relief. As I slowly tried to crawl out of bed, Anna woke up, asking where I was going. Telling her that I needed to pee and would be right back. I heard her mumble, "Okay, hurry back," as she went back to sleep.

The next day being Sunday, with nowhere we needed to be, we showered and remained naked most of the day, making love. By mid afternoon, Anna said that she had a lot of homework that she needed to complete, and that I could read some of the lesbian sex stories she knew about on the Internet.

Things got a little hairy Tuesday afternoon when I went to pick Anna up from school. Late that morning, my period had started, and like clockwork, my cramping and headaches were making me one sour bitch.

On the way home, I was short with her, and generally fussing at her with no apparent reason. Once we were home, she went directly to her computer and started doing her homework. I was in the kitchen banging things around just being my miserable self.

Apparently she had gone to the bathroom, and saw my box of tampons and day pads sitting next to the toilet, and figured out why I was in a pissy mood. When she returned to the kitchen, she told me to go and sit on the sofa, saying she would be there in a minute. After a few minutes, she came back into the living room and handed me a cup of hot tea and two Midol. All I could do was look at her, and say, barely above a whisper, "Sorry," taking the pills from her.

I woke up about two hours later to the smell of food being prepared. After I came back from the bathroom, I walked into the kitchen to find Anna making our dinner. Wrapping my arms around Anna, I told her I was sorry for being such a bitch. Looking back at me, she said that she understood. She continued, saying that payback was a bitch, reminding me when her cravings at three in the morning started, not to fuss at her. Giggling a little, I said that I would try and remember that.

For the rest of the week, Anna wouldn't let me touch her. She had said that if I couldn't have any pleasures, I wasn't going to give her any. Little did I know just how stubborn this woman could be, but I felt I would find out soon enough.

As the days and weeks passed, we fell into a routine. Anna coming home from school, spending the next couple hours doing her homework, eating dinner then we made love until we both were exhausted, sleeping the night away in each other's arms. With one a week left before graduation, Anna made me go to the senior dance with her as her date.

I tried to tell her that it was not a good idea; her rebuttal was that if her friends thought it fit to get her drunk enough be fucked by whomever, she really didn't give a shit what they thought. I was slowly learning that arguing with Anna was as bad as talking to myself. Nothing was settled, and she did what she started out doing anyway. I began to wonder if it was because I loved her so much, I gave into her so easily. Well, maybe not that easily.

We both went down and bought our dresses. Her bulge had barely started to show, so fitting into a tight dress was not a problem. I told her that the first time someone lays a hand on her, I was going to punch his or her lights out. Her only comment was, "And you think I would do anything different." Giggling a little, I thought that her fists were probably as hard as her head was.

The dance was set up nicely. They had a live band, which seemed to play most of the popular songs of the day. Except when we had to use the restrooms, I don't think Anna ever let go of my hand, holding it the entire night. Taking me around the room, hand in hand, and introducing me to the friends she was still talking to. When she had said that I was her partner, a few shied away, but more often than not; they gave her a hug, congratulating her.

I thought I had pretty much everything set up for us. She had been accepted into the University, which meant that we had to be back by the middle of August so that she could finish her registration and sign up for her classes. We had received her passport, and I had put a little extra into her account, so if she saw something she wanted to buy, she would have the money for it.

Just after the graduation ceremonies, as Anna was talking to some of her friends, her mother happened to walk up to us. When she turned and saw her mother approaching, I could see the look on her face. If looks could kill, her mother would have been dead within seconds. Lacing her fingers between mine, squeezing too hard, I tried to pull away; not for shame but because of the pain I was feeling.

"Well Anna, I see that you did actually graduate after all," her mother had said with a bit of scorn in her voice.

"No thanks to you, mother. Lisa should be given all the credit." She said looking at me.

Her mother however, barely gave me a side-glance before turning back to Anna.

"Well that's nice, now I think that you should come back home so that you can have the baby, then maybe your father and I might be able to find a good home for the baby." I watched her mother stand there all pompous and so full of shit, in my opinion.

"Lisa and I decided that we're going to raise our little girl ourselves. Oh how rude of me, Mother, this is Lisa." Nodding her head towards me, "She is my partner and lover," She said. turning and kissing me full on the lips in front of her mother.

"Oh my lord, such..." Anna by now had raised her other hand up in front of her mother, giving her the bird.

In a condescending voice, she said, "If you come a little closer, you might be able to smell her dried juices on my finger." Tugging on my hand, we walked away.

After we got a few steps away from her mother, I heard her saying something about seeing that she would do something about her and the baby. Stopping, I told Anna to wait a moment.

I returned, standing close to her mother, and whispered, "In a few hours, Anna and I are leaving for Paris. Some day we may let you see the baby. Otherwise, fuck off."

Turning, I walked back to Anna, taking her hand, and heading toward the car.

Anna asked me what I had said to her mother. Only glancing at her, I think she knew better than to push me for an answer, because she never said another word, walking beside me.

As we got into the car and started home, I looked over at a very quiet Anna. I reached over and took her hand in mine. "Ask me on Monday, maybe then I'll tell you, okay?"

I went on to tell her that I almost lost it when she flipped her mother the bird and to smell it because it still had my smell on it. We both started laughing; I thought I was going to have to pull over before getting into an accident.

When we got home, I told her to go and change, the cab was going to be here soon to take us to the airport.

"What do you mean airport; where are we going?" Standing in front of me, her forehead wrinkled, eyes opened wide, and mouth hanging open.

"We're going to New York; it's your graduation present. Remember I said that I would take you on a trip for your graduation?"

"But I'm not packed, I need to pack a suitcase. I'm nowhere near ready." Thinking for a second, she added, "I don't even have a suitcase," looking like a child who was about to be left behind.

"I've packed your suitcases, just go and change. I bought us new toothbrushes, vitamins and anything else I could think of, so hurry."

Wrapping her arms around me, giving me a hug and a peck on the lips, she hurried to the bedroom to change her clothes.

All the way to the airport Anna was so giddy. It may have been embarrassing to some, but for me it was a joy to see. I told her that through the travel agency; we would have our own personal tour guide, taking us everywhere to see the sights. When she asked about going to the garment district, I promised her that next time I would take her and buy her anything she wanted. I finally had to take her hands in mine to keep them still. I was afraid that she might hurt herself, or even worse, me.

After arriving in New York, once at the hotel, I thought she was going to cry when she opened her suitcase and it was empty except for my laptop and camera bag.

Looking at me, near tears, she asked what she was going to wear while in New York. Taking her by the shoulders, I thought it was time to tell her the rest.

"Honey, we're only here for three days, then we fly to London for 5 days. From there we go to Paris for a week, then we are off to Rome for a week." By the time I said that we're going to Rome, her bottom lip began to quiver, I could see the moisture forming in her eyes, and I just prayed it was because she was so happy.

"After a week in Rome, we go to Barcelona, Spain for four days, then it's off to Greece for a week. Hopefully by then we'll be ready to come home."

"But I don't have any clothes." Tears began to fall down her cheeks.

"Honey, every day your belly is getting bigger and bigger. How long do you think it will be before you won't be able to wear what you have on now? We'll buy you new clothes that fit you, as you need them. Why pack the suitcase full, then have to throw it all away to fit the new stuff in them?"

Her chin resting on both her fist tucked under her chin, she finally looked up at me, smiling.

"Yeah, I didn't think of that, you're right." Jumping up, wrapping her legs around my waist. Good thing the bed was behind us, knocking me backwards and falling on the bed. As I was lying there, trying to catch my breath, she kept kissing me, telling me how much she loved me.

Anna's next big shock came when we boarded the plane for London. It was a nice big seven forty seven. When the announcement was made for all first class and business travelers to board, I told her that included us, and it looked like she was about to cry again.

"Trust me Anna, you're going to thank me once we get to London."

"Why?" she asked.

"It's almost a fifteen hour flight, and our seats fold down almost flat, so we'll be able to get plenty of rest before landing in London tomorrow morning."

As we stood in line to board, I told her that I had already done this a couple of times, and from experience, I felt I knew what I was doing.

By the time we got back home, Anna had a week to rest and get ready to attend school. Before this was to happen, I needed to get her a car for her to travel back and forth. At the first dealership, I started looking at a nice little SUV, something I thought would be easy for her to get around in. As I was about to ask her what she thought of the car, it was like she read my mind, saying that there was no way she was going to let her baby ride in that car.

What I didn't know was the saleswoman who walked up behind me, "She's right you know. Any collision with this vehicle with a bigger heavier one, someone could be seriously hurt in this car."

She quickly added, "Let me show you our next line up. It's bigger and heavier, and has more features than this one."

After looking at the different models they had, we decided to shop at other dealerships to see what they had to offer. By the end of the afternoon, she had her favorite and of course, I had mine. She told me to get the one I liked, because the Volvo was going to be hers anyway. I was just about to find out how sneaky and conniving she really was.

"I'll tell you what, I'll get the one I like the most and not drive the Volvo, but... you have to get the one you like; else it's no deal. I'll just stay in a dorm and you can come and pick me up every Friday evening." With her hands on her hips and a determined look on her face, I knew I wasn't going to budge her on this one.

I now knew what it felt like being caught between a rock and a hard spot. I was trapped and she knew it.

Since both lots were almost across the street from one another, we did get both cars that afternoon. We decided to just meet back at the apartment when we had the paper work finished.

I was home nearly an hour waiting on Anna. Finally beginning to worry a little, I started to call her on the phone, when I saw her pulling into the driveway. I was more concerned than angry, but I still wanted to know what took her so long. When I saw her opening up the back tailgate, I saw her pulling out several bags. I knew then that she stopped and bought something at the store.

Holding the door open for her, I asked what she had gotten. Smiling at me, she just said to come and see for myself. After she had walked into the bedroom, she began dumping the packages on the bed. I wasn't able to count all the boxes and loose items, but every one was a sex toy.

"What did you do," I asked, "buy out the entire store?" picking up a dildo and looking at it.

"No, I just kept thinking of all the things I wanted us to do together, and..."

I know that I had read enough sex stories about women loving women, that these and probably many other items were used during lovemaking. Picking up a strap, what I felt was actually a strap-on, she said "Before I get too big, I want to use this one on you, I want to be between your legs, and fuck you with this dildo." Taking the one I had in my hand, she showed me how it attached to the harness.

"I also want you to use it to fuck me. I want to feel you lying on top of me, slowly fucking me, while we kiss and hold one another. I've been fantasizing and dreaming about this for so long, I don't think I can wait any longer."

Just the thought of fucking her made my pussy tingle and get moist quickly. Also lying there were a few butt plugs. Picking up one of the smaller ones and holding it up, I could see Anna blush a little.

"I thought... well... maybe we could try it, see if we like it. We don't have to if you don't want to." She picked up one that was slightly larger.

Taking the butt plug in my hand, I looked at the shape of it. It was thin at the tip of it, then it widened out, tapering back down at the base. I felt that it would be perfect for her to be able to keep it in her pussy without too much trouble and not harm the baby.

I went into the bathroom, and washed it off with soap and water. Coming back to the bedroom, Anna just stood there looking at me wondering what my intentions were. Lifting her skirt above her waist, I pulled her panties away from her stomach and slid my hand down inside, finding her pussy was soaking wet. Taking the little butt plug, I carefully slipped it inside her pussy. Making sure it was in place, I straightened out her panties, and told her she needed to come and help me make supper. I turned and started walking to the kitchen.