25 comments/ 30787 views/ 96 favorites Love Me, Please By: VF_0079 I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone But though you're still with me I've been alone all along Evanescence - My Immortal This is a romance about two girls told mainly in third person with two different points of view. It is long-winded and quite wordy; this is not your usual erotica, although there are extensive sex scenes to be found later on. This is not a quick fix. If that's not your cup of tea, please exit now. You have been warned. All characters portrayed here are above eighteen years of age. All places, names and locations may or may not be the product of my imagination but I'll leave that to you to decide. I'd like to dedicate this story to my wife. She is an ocean of love upon which the boat of my life sails in. I'd also like to express my gratitude to several people; to V. for being my life-long friend. Without her I would never had met the love of my life. To N. for honoring me with her friendship and trust. To all my female friends whose valuable feedback allowed me to peer inside the wondrous world of female magnificence. Finally, I'd like to sincerely express my admiration and send along a huge "thank you" to Literotica writers HarmonyHaze and SweetestThing. Their works of art have been an incredible source of inspiration and have helped me in becoming a better writer. For that I am grateful. My own weak efforts could never possible measure up to their greatness. Spring, 2011 Anna There were few fans watching the game. It was after all women's junior volleyball. Usually, when the boys were playing you couldn't fit a piece of paper between the jam-packed spectators. Anna didn't mind the lack of a crowd one bit; she wasn't a people's person in any case. As she sat there in relative solitude her eyes lingered on one person in particular; it was the settler of her school's team. Anna had her eyes on her for more than one reason; Leila was her best friend and her biggest crush. Not the easiest of combinations. Anna had known she was into girls since she was fourteen; Leila was as straight as an arrow, popular and beautiful, with girl-next-door looks combined with a toned firmness that practicing sports from an early age will give you. She had the loveliest and most intense blue eyes that you could simply drown in. Her white skin had a pinkish hue in it with just a cute dusting of freckles. Her hair was a shoulder length golden mane, beautifully framing her face. Her body...Anna caught herself daydreaming again...her body was worth dying for. Just thinking about her made Anna squirm in her seat. "Stop that!" she quietly admonished herself. Oh yes, Anna had gradually learnt to live with her crush. Sometimes it could get fairly painful but by now she had mastered survival and endurance. The rational part of her brain never ceased to remind her that going after straight girls was the path to the Dark Side. Going after a straight girl who happened to be your best friend was an especially painful pitfall that Anna knew she should avoid. But that was the rational part of her brain; her heart told her otherwise. Since she couldn't just rip her heart out and order a replacement, she did the next best thing; she suppressed her feelings hoping and praying that somehow they would go away. The referee's whistle and the girls' cheering brought her back from her reveries. Alba College had won yet another match and was steamrolling its way towards the provincial finals. Anna watched as the girls huddled in the center of the court yelling their cheers and high-fiving each other. With their celebrations finally over, they made their way towards the lockers for a much earned shower and change of clothes. Anna, as was her custom, headed towards the locker's exit to await for her friend there. She was absentmindedly fiddling with her cell phone when she felt a pair of hands cover her eyes. "Guess who?" "Hmmmm...yes...let me think...warm hands...finger tape still lingering on left hand digits...hmmmm...and if I do this..." Anna extended her hands mercilessly tickling Leila's exposed flanks causing her to hit the wall in a fit of giggles. "Well, well, well! If it isn't Alba College volleyball sensation, Leila Duval ladies and gentlemen!" Leila stuck out her tongue in mock disdain. "Girl, I've told you a thousand times, that's no tongue sticking. If you stick out your tongue you should at least be able to do this..." said Anna as her tongue slithered out and effortlessly touched the tip of her nose. "Wish I could do that...In fact, I bet you could even lick your own boobs with a tongue like that..." "Why would I want to do that you weirdo?" "Nicholas would cream his pants if he saw me do that." Ah yes, the ever-present Nicholas, always there to remind Anna of her friend's straightness. "Yes I'm quite sure you'd be a sensation" said Anna somewhat dejectedly. "You don't like him." "He's fine. If you're happy with him, I am happy with him." "But you don't approve of him." "It's none of my business. Can we get out of here please?" "What's gotten into you? Anyways, yes...let's go...I'm famished...You fancy a burgher or something?" Leila was an athlete but she did take her junk food seriously, especially after a volleyball match. It always amazed Anna how much food her friend could consume and stay in tip-top shape. If she, on the other hand, binged even slightly she would immediately pay for it by feeling her jeans stretching at the seams. Anna watched with fascination as her friend consumed her double-cheeseburger with gusto. They were sipping their sodas in relative silence, a rare occasion between them, when Leila decided to break it. "Anna...there's something I need to tell you..." "Uh-oh!" The seriousness of Leila's tone immediately put Anna on guard. "There's no easy way to say this...I've...my parents insisted...I've applied for scholarships in the UK. My parents feel that it's for the best this way..." "I...uhhh...but what about your plans to attend Western Ontario?" "The folks said that a foreign experience will do me good..." "And...and...what about you, what do you think?" "I..." "And what about our plans to go to the same uni together?" Leila stooped her face in silence. Anna felt as if she had been hit by a speeding truck. Leila and Anna, Anna and Leila...As close as two peas in a pod. Best friends like, forever. Leila was always the driving force; Anna was the quiet thinker. Leila was the athlete, Anna was the bookworm. But they fit together so perfectly that both of them could sense each other's thoughts without anything being spoken between them. And now Anna felt as if a part of her was being torn away. She blinked her eyes trying to stop the cascade of tears she felt was coming but to no avail. Rivulets started forming and suddenly her vision became blurry. "Can we go outside please? I...I need some air." Fighting back her tears, Anna got up and rushed through the door with Leila in quick pursuit. "Hey, Anna! Wait up! Wait up!" Anna sat on a nearby bench and was wiping away her tears with the back of her hand. She looked up towards Leila with bloodshot eyes. "Anna, I'm sorry..." "No...hey...I'm the one who should be sorry...I'm a big ol' wimp. It's just that it was quite the bombshell that you dropped on me. I...um...well...You'll do fine...I'm sure you'll be a star wherever you go." "I'm not dumping you Anna. It's not...I'm not going to the moon for Christ's sake! We'll chat! We'll skype! You can come over and visit whenever you like! Come on! Smile for me, pleeeeaaaaseee?" Anna threw a wane smile towards her. They had made so many plans together down to the last detail. They'd even found an off-campus apartment to rent. But ever the driving force, Leila had changed the plans. Anna was accustomed to such changes but this was quite a punch to the gut. Well, perhaps it was for the best she reasoned. Because despite her efforts to suppress her crush for her best friend, Anna secretly harbored fantasies of seducing her straight bestie. Fate had decided otherwise. She forced a smile on her face. "Will do princess Leia. As your highness commands." "Anakin! I've told you never to bow in front of me when we're in public. It alerts the paps and they hound me like TIE fighters." "Yes your most exalted highness. I promise to behave." And that was it. Leila had, as always, charted her course and Anna had acquiesced. As Anna thought it through some more she concluded that it was better this way. Because she was not exactly as transparent as her friend thought of her. The fact that she was gay remained a deeply buried secret within her. What she would do with it was another story entirely. Leila That had certainly gone better than she had predicted, thought Leila, once in the confines of her room. She was sure that Anakin, as she affectionately called her, was suppressing something from her but she didn't want to lean any harder on her at the moment. It was good enough that she had gotten away with the bomb that she'd dropped on her, there was no reason to push her luck any further. Content with herself, she proceeded with her beautification routine. Leila was not a bad person, far from it. It's just that she occasionally relished being the center of the world. It's not something that she consciously did, it's just that being an only child sometimes brought this behavior to the surface. Leila was beautiful by all accords. The boys' whistles and cat-calls told her this much. The envy and jealousy in the girls' eyes told her more than the boys' stares. She wasn't into teasing and attracting unwanted attention though. At school she dressed casually and more often than not, she could be found in sports attire. With her friends and especially with Anna she spent more time at the cinema multiplex watching the next sci-fi blockbuster to hit the screen. Leila, just like Anakin, took her Star Wars seriously. She had even dressed as a storm-trooper once, complete with the headgear and all. Well, she had wanted to dress as princess Leia, Jabba the Hutt's slave, but her mother had nearly gone apoplectic in rage. Speaking of rage, she really ought to catch up with her Taurine Warrior sometime in the future, now that the bazillionth upgrade for WoW had come up. "Oh fuck! I've got to seriously scramble here! Nicholas is going to be pissed if I stand him up AGAIN," she thought. With a flurry of action she applied the finishing touches to her make-up and checked herself in the mirror. Today, they'd be going to the movies with Nicholas and she was really looking forward to that. He pulled over his car at their driveway just as Leila rushed down the steps. "And where are you going in such a rush?" "On a date with Nicholas, dad." "Oh...OK...Please be careful on the roads...And you're supposed to be back by midnight!" "Yes dad, bye dad!" Anna Although it was a Friday night, Anna was comfortably dressed in her sweats seated in front of her PC monitor. She was trying to finish an essay on the impact of the Seven Year's War on Canada but she was having great difficulty in concentrating. Her mind kept wondering off to Leila and that distracted her from any meaningful work. "Maybe I need a break" she thought to herself. Taking off her glasses she closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. "Oh God that feels good...perhaps I've been working on this longer than I thought." Arching her back on her chair she could feel her stomach muscles pulling and stretching. Keeping her eyes closed, her right hand descended from her head and landed on her crotch giving it a good grub. "Mmmmm...that felt better than good". Anna was a healthy young teenager and she rarely missed a good opportunity to masturbate when she felt like it. And this shitty day definitely warranted a release of some sort. Keeping her eyes closed she continued to greedily grope her crotch with her right hand whilst her left was busy cupping her breasts. The cotton fabric of her sweatshirt felt luxuriously electrifying against her nipples and soon enough she could feel the distinct sensation of moisture permeating her pussy. Flashes of Leila clad in her volleyball spandex shorts wove their way through the synapses of her brain. Guilty pleasure shot through her body as images of her best friend were illuminated by her imagination. She could feel her lips being swollen and her clitoris rubbing against the cotton fabric of her underwear. Squeezing her legs tightly together, she could be feel the itch as her pussy begged to be fondled. Her roving hand, not satisfied within the confines of her legs, decided to seek better access to her throbbing pussy. Sucking her breath she sent her fingers travelling south of her waist band and past the hem of her panties. Grazing her fingers through her pubic hair only served to heighten her arousal. Her body really needed this release, she thought. She could feel every inch of her skin break into goosebumps as her finger made contact with the shaft of her clitoris. Sandwiching her fingers between her legs, she proceeded to rub herself with a rapidly increasing tempo. "Oh God...Oh yes..." And then her cellphone went off, its shrill chirping completely destroying the moment. "Oh for fuck's sake Leila! Not fucking now!" Cursing under her breath she briskly removed her hand from her pussy readjusting her sweatpants on the process. Grumpily she picked up the phone. "YES!" "Errr...Anna? Is that you?" "Yes, Leia, it's me..." "Oh...I hope I'm not disturbing you or anything..." "No, I'm fine...actually I was in the middle of something but it's OK..." "You dirty dog! Who's snuck up there in your room? Do I know him?" "No one has snuck up in my room Leila! I was trying to finish my essay for the Seven Year's War, that's all!" "Oh...OK...Well I guess you're not interested in hearing how my date with Nicholas went..." "Bye, Leila." "Oh Gawwwd...It was sooooooooo nice...We went to the cinema together and I was wearing that caramel short skirt of mine...you know...the one which shows off my ass so nice and..." "What is this, a hotline? I thought I told you I don't want to know!" "You're still pissed about earlier aren't you?" "What? No...Listen...Leila...No...It's just that you caught me in a frustrating moment so to speak...I've been a first class bitch today haven't I?" "It's okay Anakin...we all have bad days...no hard feelings?" "No hard feelings Leia...Listen, I'm quite sure that a good night's sleep will do me good. Tomorrow I promise to be much better behaved. How about you come over in the morning and you tell me all about it?" "You've got yourself a deal sister! I'll be by your place at say...tennish?" "Yep. See ya then..." Anna switched off her phone and tossed it on her bed. "Goddamnit Leila! Good luck with the bad timing awards, girl." Well it was just as much her fault, she reckoned. She should have either ignored it or place it on silent. She tried to finish off what she had started but to no avail. Great! Now she was left with sticky panties and a flustered pussy. Just what she needed to end this horrible day. Leila Leila stood at the door of the Blickman house. Anna's mother showed at the door. "Oh, goodmorning Mrs. B. Is Anna in?" "Goodmorning Leila, come on in. Yes, she's up and running. Would you like some breakfast with us or would you like to head for her room?" "I'm good Mrs. B. thanks. I'll just head upstairs for now." "See you two later then." Leila hopped up the steps towards Anna's bedroom on a path which she must have taken thousands of times in the past. "I guess I won't be seeing this staircase anymore" thought Leila with a pang of remorse. Absentmindedly, she barged through Anna's bed room door only to find an almost nude Anna clad in just her panties, her hair dripping wet, standing in front of her mirror. Startled, Anna nearly jumped to the ceiling and reflexively covered her breasts with her hands. "Oh Lord, you gave me such a fright! Don't you, like, have doors at your place? You know...knock-knock and stuff?" "Sorry...Guess I was absentminded. You look cute in those by the way." "I...really? But what about those stretch-marks over here?" "Girl, what nonsense are you talking about? You're fine! We all have these, I have them, you have them. There's nothing to be ashamed about. We're normal girls not some kind of toothpick Photoshop model!" "But you're so fit and so slim and...your girls stand up nice and proud! Look at my poor excuses!" "And you are tall and have a nice darker tan than boring white me. You have killer curves and a slim waist. You don't have freckles! You can stay out in the sun without worrying if you turn into a pomegranate. Your hair stays straight on its own and doesn't look like a grenade has fallen on your head every time you take a shower. You are beautiful Anna and don't let anybody else tell you otherwise." "You're just being a dear, but thank you anyways. Much appreciated and much needed." Leila proceeded to give an account of last night's activities whilst Anna continued to dress. "...and well...after the film was over he took me to his place. His parents were out for the night and so was his brother. So we went to his room, he put some soft whatever to play and we kissed..." "yaawwnnn..." "Shut up Anna! You're just jealous...anyways, we lay on his bed and I gave him a hand-job while he fingered me. He really made a mess of things this time! You should have seen it!" "I'm already dripping wet by your description. I'll pass on the main course, thank you!" "You can be as cynical as you like but yesterday it was hot! I think I'll go the whole nine yards with him before I leave." "Did you finish?" "Nope, but it felt so nice and I had this warm glow afterwards." "Did he attempt to finish you off after you did him or did he just lie there like a suck of spuds?" "He...you can be such a bitch at times, you know that? No, I left shortly after that because he told me his parents and his brother would be coming home." "Did you take care of yourself later on?" "No! Why would I do that? That's gross!" "It's called m-a-s-t-u-r-b-a-t-i-o-n and it feels good. You should really try it." "But I've got a boyfriend, why would I want to do something like that?" "But I've got a boyfriend...You've always had boyfriends princess Leia...How many orgasms did they give you?" Leila could feel her cheeks heating up as she turned a dark shade of crimson. "I...I don't know Anakin..." Anna immediately softened in her demeanor as Leila lowered her head in shame. "Hey...Leila...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to pry...I'm sorry. I can be a bit prickly at times. I didn't mean to..." "It's okay Anna...It was my fault really...I just dumped my shit on you when you clearly didn't want to hear...It's just that I was so happy yesterday and I wanted to share it with you." "Leila, I'm truly sorry...I...I was being a bitch...You have every right to feel happy with Nicholas. He's a good guy and I hope you two really have something together. You don't deserve my bitterness and for that I'm sorry." "Apology accepted Anakin...Now, how about we hit the mall before the Saturday stampede hits?" "Can't really say no, can I?" "Nope" "Well, we might as well get over with it. Lead on your royal highness..." Summer, 2011 Anna "Ah yes...now this is life" thought Anna as she lay on her towel sunning herself on the sandy beach. She had her sunglasses on and her iPod was blasting her ears with colorful music. Love Me, Please "What's this fucking retro shit you're listening to?" "What? Speak louder, can't hear you!" "I SAID...oh forget it!" Leila ripped one of the ear plugs out of her bestie's ears and placed it in hers. "What is this, they sound...foreign?" "Divinyls - I touch myself. Learn these things!" "I see...Any chance that you might join the rest of us?" "It depends on what I'm joining." "Steven brought in a cooler full of beer." "Good luck staying sober." Anna replaced the ear plug in her ear and closed her eyes. Which was a fatal mistake because she didn't notice Leila and a group of girls and boys swooping in towards her motionless silhouette. "Ok guys...You grab the head and the arms and we grab the legs. The lake water should wake her up a bit." "What the...No heyyyyy...NOOOOOO...Oh you fuckers...NOOOOO...wait wait wait...my iPod...grab my iPod it can't get wet...LEILA YOU BITCH!! Hahhaha no hey...come on...it tickles..." With a big unceremonious splash Anna was dropped in Lake Erie's water. The cool water made every inch of her skin break into goosebumps as her nipples stood out like pencil erasers through the fabric of her bikini. "You look...wet...Anna! Oh...and what's that? Are you cold or are you happy to see me?" Raucous laughter broke out between her friends. "Yeah, yeah...laugh it up guys" said Anna in mock annoyance but she was grinning herself. She hadn't wanted to go on this camping trip but Leila had insisted and it wasn't such a bad deal in the end. If only she'd stop trying to hook her up with guys...But Anna knew that her best friend meant well. It was she who felt guilty about keeping secrets from her but there was no way she was going to tell Leila about her sexual orientation, much less about her secret crush. Guilt or no, she'd rather take this secret to the grave than spill the beans to Leila. As the sun was setting, Anna headed towards her tent to change into some warmer clothes for the night. She put on her three quarter leggings and her favorite racerback bra with a sleeveless tee on top. As an added precaution, she grabbed her windbreaker as she headed to meet up with the others. A barbecue was scheduled after which they usually headed towards the beach. That was the moment that Anna dreaded the most because she usually had to politely decline an offer for "a walk on the beach" or wherever else the guys wanted to take her. She actually felt bad about it because she was friendly with most of them; they had been through high school together and the ones in their inner circle of friends were quite decent fellas. She didn't dislike men; she just didn't want to have sex with them. Night came and soon the sky was filled with silvery stars. As the barbeque begun to wind down, Anna started feeling tense as she watched impromptu couples pairing off. Nervously she looked around; there was this girl, Olivia, whom she didn't know very well, a friend of a friend or something like that. She had her earplugs on, she was fiddling with her mobile and looked beyond bored. "Ah...perhaps my way out for tonight" thought Anna. Grabbing a bottle of something from the cooler she walked towards her. "Olivia isn't it?" "Sorry...let me take these off...oh, hi there. Yes, that's me!" Anna started speaking really fast, as she usually did when she was nervous. "Sorry to barge in on you like this but I do need a favor. My best friend Leila has made it her life's goal to mate me with one of the guys and I'm really not into it. Would you care to join me for a walk?" Olivia broke into a hearty laugh. "Yeah, yeah, I know, I know...desperate me...but discretion is the better part of valor." "No...no...it's just that you standing there with a bottle of wine and asking me for a walk sounds like such a guy thing...it actually reminds me of...gimme a sec..." Olivia shared her headphones with Anna. She started singing loudly to the tune they were hearing: "Hey I just met you...And this is crazy...But here's my number...So call me maybe...And all the other boys...Try to chase me...But here's my number...So call me maybe..." but she couldn't complete the song and doubled over in laughter. Her laugh was infectious and soon Anna was grinning as well. "Well, leaving stupid reasons aside, would you like to join me for a walk? I could use a breath of fresh air." "Sure! Here, just give me a sec to grab my blanket and we're off." Confused, Anna thought to enquire about the blanket but held her tongue. Perhaps she was feeling a bit cold and didn't have any heavier clothes with her. Olivia joined her soon with a smile still on her face. Now that she noticed her better, she was quite pretty. She was of average height, about half a foot shorter than Anna. She had a nice round face framed by auburn hair. She had whitish skin but no freckles; just a light pink hue coloring her cheeks. Her body was petite but the obvious bulge of her sweater hinted at massive boobs. The night was truly beautiful; a moonless sky meant thousands of stars sprinkling its dark veil with their silvery light. The atmosphere was so clear that you could easily spot the Milky Way in all its splendor. A warm wind was blowing inland from the lake making it tolerable to stay out with just a t-shirt. Olivia found a nice flat spot for her blanket and there they sat, staring at the stars and trading the bottle back and forth between them. "Anna?" "Yeap..." "I'm a bit sleepy but the night's so enjoyable...I don't want to go back to my tent just yet. Can I rest my head in your lap for a bit?" "Uhhh...sure...sure...go ahead." Anna sat cross-legged as Olivia nestled her head in her lap. Soon she closed her eyes and rested her cheek on Anna's calf. "Well, good thing I shaved this morning, I guess" thought Anna, followed by: "she's really-really pretty though..." Absentmindedly, she begun caressing her hair with her hand to which Olivia responded with a faint purring sound. Alarmed, she quickly withdrew her hand, only to have Olivia replace her hand on her head. "Please don't stop...that felt so nice and relaxing." Encouraged, Anna continued her ministrations. Soon her hand settled in a pattern were it would start from her temple and ever so slowly would work its way in an arc towards her ear. There it would linger, toying with the delicate ridges and her soft earlobe. Down it would go, grazing ever so lightly her velvety neck until it hit the junction of her collarbone. Not daring to move south of that line, her hand would ascend once more, cresting her chin, coasting her lips and thus completing its cycle. Olivia had her eyes closed and an angelic smile formed on her face. For Anna this was the most erotic instance in her whole life. She lovingly looked at Olivia and wished for the night to never end. Almost in a whisper she heard her speak: "Anna?" "Yes?" "My back is a bit sore. Would you care to send those magical hands of yours over there?" "Uhh...yeah...Sure! Here, take my windbreaker and use it as a pillow. It will be comfier that way for you." Anna couldn't believe her lucky stars. Ever since she'd figured out that she was sexually attracted to other females, she'd fantasized about a moment like this; the object of her reveries being almost exclusively focused upon Leila. And now, here she was, alone with a beautiful girl on the beach on a warm summer night. "Olivia? If you could unclasp your bra for me...it'd be easier for me to massage your back...that is if you're still game for it..." Instead of an answer, Olivia sent her hands behind her back and under her sweater revealing glimpses of lovely white skin for Anna to admire. Whereas she expected her to simply remove the bra straps from her back, Olivia totally shocked her by completely removing the garment from within. "There...that shouldn't bother us any more..." With slightly trembling hands, Anna begun to glide her palms up and down Olivia's spine. Hunched as she was on her knees she couldn't access all of her back, not to mention that her posture was not the most comfortable on earth. Encouraged by Olivia's previous signals, she decided to straddle her legs, in effect resting her crotch on the other girl's rear. Shifting her weight from one leg to the other she held her breath waiting for some kind of rebuke but none came. Assuming her silence as an acquiescence, Anna proceeded to gently knead her back. Olivia's face rested on her scrunched windbreaker and her hair was splayed all over her makeshift pillow. Her eyes were closed and her lips formed a silent smile. Occasionally, a sigh of content would escape from within; a sure sign that she was enjoying the treatment. Emboldened, Anna tentatively sent her hands roaming down her flanks, gently applying some pressure on the spherical bases of her breasts. Olivia's response was to slightly squirm and thrust her rear upwards into Anna's crotch. All of a sudden Anna felt extremely hot under the collar. Her hands roaming allover Olivia's back and her slight grinding upon her rear had caused a familiar engorgement in her loins. She was experiencing the most erotic experience in her life, totally unexpected and out of the blue. Being allowed to gently rub and squeeze Olivia's massive tits even through her hoodie felt phenomenally sublime. With her heart beating like a jackhammer and her mind having shut down long ago, Anna grew bolder. Shifting her weight, she positioned herself lower on Olivia's thighs and gradually shifted her attention towards her legging-covered thighs and buttocks. The wayward travelling of her hands became more and more focused around the globular magnificence of Olivia's rear end. Slowly she would trace her hands around those beautiful mounds starting from her lower back and moving towards the exterior of her legs. There she would loiter for a bit until her hands, with a mind of their own it would seem, traversed her biceps and entered the incredibly erotic cavity between her inner thighs. Anna could definitely feel the heat in her palms now; she was trembling and the night chill had absolutely nothing to do with it. Truth be told, she was not shivering on her own; Olivia was visibly squirming now and her legs had opened up a bit. "Anna?" "Y...yes...?" "I...I'd like you to do the front now if you don't mind..." Anna pulled to the side as Olivia shifted her body and sat upright. Olivia's face was filled with mirth as her hazel eyes looked directly upon Anna. The distance between them started to close as they inexorably gravitated towards each other. Anna's eyes were wide as saucers as she focused upon Olivia's slightly parted lips. Their noses slid together; their eyes closed. Sparks flew as their lips slightly touched. Anna felt a burning sensation on hers; it was the most heartwarming feeling in her life. Her very first kiss. Slowly they pulled apart. Unconsciously, Anna brought her hand and touched her lips. She could feel her pulse on them. All her being felt as if it was on a higher state of consciousness. Olivia flashed her a thousand watt smile; Anna felt her insides melting like butter. Their faces pulled together once more; this time there was no holding back. Their kisses were deeper and more passionate. Olivia cupped one of her cheeks with one hand whilst the other rested on the back of her neck. Anna held her close, hugging the brunette's lower back. Without breaking their kiss, without even thinking really, they started to undress. Off came windbreakers, sweaters and t-shirts until both girls were bare from the waist up. Hands now had acres of delicious naked skin to explore and new, explosive feelings coursed through their bodies. With a mischievous smirk on her face Olivia broke their kiss and lowered her head towards Anna's breasts. Anna audibly sucked in her breath in anticipation of what was to follow. A soft moan escaped her mouth when Olivia's tongue made contact with an erect nipple. Anna released her hands from Olivia's waist and with a catlike move arched her back. Her hair flailed madly as she thrust her breast towards Olivia's heavenly mouth. She felt like a dam ready to burst and all that her fairy tale lover had done was to suckle upon one tit. God this felt good, she thought. As Olivia shifted her attention to her other breast, Anna started seeing stars in her eyes. Her panties definitely felt sodden and she could feel some of the dampness leaking on her leggings. Just when she thought her feeling of pleasure couldn't get any better, she felt a hand, Olivia's hand, snaking down her belly. On its own accord, her pelvis thrust in the air to meet its invader. God, she was going to orgasm whilst fully clothed, she thought. Olivia expertly located the whereabouts of her clitoris beneath her leggings and panties and started rubbing her fingers around it. Anna's breathing quickened. Her legs became taught with tension and her muscles bulged and strained. A warm rumble started from the pit of her stomach and spread like wildfire throughout her body. And then her eyes closed and her breath caught in her throat as incredibly wonderful contractions coursed through her body. Her pelvis thrashed about as spasm after spasm immersed her whole being and took it to unimaginable new heights of pleasure. Olivia continued her ministrations on a much softer tone extracting from her body the last ounces of pleasure. "Please...no more...too sensitive..." Olivia removed her hand and maneuvered Anna to lie next to her on their makeshift pillow. Wonderful feelings were coursing her body as powerful endorphins made their way around it. Happily, she sighed with content. "That was awesome...thank you!" "You're welcome," replied a smiling Olivia. "Are you...errmm...you know..." "A lesbian? No...I'd say I'm a sexual dabbler of sorts. Would that make me a bisexual? Maybe...Who cares though?" "Would you...have you ever...I mean...would you consider, like, dating me?" Olivia laughed heartily at that. "Would I date you? I would if I could Anna. I'm leaving in August for Victoria, BC. You mentioned about studying in Western Ontario. So...I don't know...a long distance fling? Not really my thing...but that doesn't mean that we can't have a good time until then. You're a beautiful and highly attractive girl. I'd like to see you again...as a matter of fact..." Olivia punctuated her speech with small, dart-like kisses to Anna's neck, "...I think...we...have...some unfinished business left!" They kissed again but for Anna, some of the magic had been lost. They ended up in Olivia's tent later that night and despite the phenomenal orgasms that the more experienced Olivia wrought out from her body, Anna felt a bit confused when she crashed in her tent in the wee hours of the morning. It had been her first time with another girl, she'd had a colossal ride on the pleasure train and yet...Why did she feel as if something was missing? She'd succumb to her desires another two times that summer and she'd end in Olivia's bed, but that was it. True to her word, Olivia left late that summer without leaving a trace. Autumn, 2011 Leila The sky was an ugly dark grey outside; a steady drizzle was falling and this had been going on for a few days now. Leila sat in front of her laptop, which was situated on top of her Spartan desk in her equally Spartan flat room. Her room, she thought...A morgue gurney in a freezer probably had more space than this. Probably more luxury too, come to think of it. There was a bed with three large drawers underneath which meant she had to hug the wall every time she slept for fear of falling off in the night. Then you had a wooden closet, a pair of dilapidated book racks and that was about it. Oh, but you did have paper thin walls which meant that you could hear whether the girl on the first floor wore heels that night or if her next door neighbors where going at it like jackrabbits. That thought about jackrabbits led her train of thought towards her lack of sex for two straight months now. That only served to increase her irritation. She felt slightly bloated, she was PMSing for a few days now and when her damned period reared its ugly head it could mean hell on earth for her for the first few hours. She felt homesick and bewildered by her new course and her new surroundings; all she wanted was a big hug and a tub of ice-cream. Speaking of big hugs, she had to deal with Nicholas behaving like a big crybaby; his incessant online jealousy was driving her insane and she was this close to send him packing. But above all she missed her best friend; she really missed having Anna around. Anakin...why had she ever thought that studying abroad was going to be a good idea. After that fateful decision had been announced, but especially after that summer camping trip, Anna had been more melancholic and more closed to herself. Leila was sure that her bestie was hiding something from her but she wasn't sure what that was. Unable to concentrate on her project any longer, she decided to check out her Skype, she sure could talk to a friendly face at the moment. True enough, Anna's avatar, Anakin Skywalker, had a bright green tick underneath it; she was online. Leila decided to give her a ring; what time was it over there? They were four hours behind weren't they? Should be OK then. She heard the familiar ringing sound Skype made whilst it tried to hook up. "Come on...come on...pick up...please pick up..." Her laptop screen lit up with Anna's image as the connection was established. She could see the familiar surroundings of her BFF's room as Anna was bent over rummaging through her book bag. "Wait a sec...gotta get...this confounded...cell phone from my bag...Oh hi there...Leila? You look like shit! What happened?" "I look like it don't I? I'm expecting my period so..." "Is that only it or did you have yet another fallout with...you know who." Leila suppressed a snort and her voice rose in pitch. "You won't even say his name anymore. Why do you hate him so much?" "I dunno...why do you like him?" "What's that even supposed to mean? He's my boyfriend for crying out loud!" "Ok...ok...Let's take a step back here and take a deep breath. Exactly why did you ring me for?" Leila, who was already quite stressed out, could feel tears forming in her eyes. "Perhaps...this wasn't such a good idea...I'll call you some other time..." Anna immediately noticed the distress in Leila's voice, not to mention her drooping head. "No don't go...Leia I'm sorry...I was mean before and you were right to yell at me...Let's start over...Do you feel like talking to me or do you want to call me later?" Leila hid her head in her arms, her body heaving with sobs. "I'm so fucking miserable...I don't know where to start..." Anna almost whispered back in agony: "...no...please don't cry...please Leia..." After a couple of minutes of letting the floodgates open, Leila fished for a Kleenex and attempted to pick up her pieces. "Oh God...I'm so sorry...I dunno what got into me...I really needed that." She managed a half-smile; "damned period..." "Rough week huh?" "Oh God...where do I start...Well, yeah, Mr. You-Know-Who as you said is really being a jerk. He's, like, behaving like a virtual stalker. His jealousy is off the charts and it's driving me insane. If we were back home I would have dumped him like yesterday's news but as it is, I can't handle the long-distance harassment. He'll get the boot when I come home for Christmas...I just can't deal with this long distance shit." "Well, I-told-you-so is not what you want to hear right now, but...I did tell you so. The guy reeks insecurity, just plain and simple. You don't deserve that shit Leia...So...what else? On with it...come on...spill...get it out of your system." Love Me, Please "Oh Lord...Umm...well...the program here is proving to be much more difficult than I expected, I've told you this much before. Sunderland has as much charm as Cleveland I guess...Oh but they do have lovely tap beer on all of their pubs actually..." "Leila? What else?" Leila shuddered trying vainly to stifle a sob. "I miss you, silly...God, I miss you so much it hurts sometimes...and this is all my fuckin' fault!" Anna felt the bottom of stomach twist into knots; she literally placed her palms on her heart in pain. "You don't play fair Leia," she thought. "...I miss you too...more than you could know..." The last words were a barely audible whisper but they felt like infernal fire searing her lips as they went. Suddenly she felt as if an old nemesis of hers had escaped from the depths of her soul to haunt her once more. She thought she had suppressed her feelings for Leila, she thought she was over her, but all it took was seeing her cry in misery to bring everything to the surface with dizzying speed. Right now she felt like screaming, like crying and like throwing her laptop out the window. "Leila...something came up...gotta go...I'll talk to you later...See ya." And with that the kill sound played over Leila's black Skype screen. "Just fucking great," she thought. "I've managed to piss off Anakin now. I wonder how much worse this mess could get..." And yet...It was really strange how Anna had just left off so suddenly. And what was that, she had said earlier? "More than you could know?" Leila knew that her best friend was hiding something from her, this much was obvious for some time now. But what could it be? In the end, the mystery of her best friend's sudden departure and a huge tub of Ben & Jerry's chocolate therapy helped to ease off her mind from her own troubles. Winter, 2013 Anna Anna was having a rare Friday evening dinner together with her father. Her mother and her sister were out to do some shopping but she had opted to stay home instead. She felt as if a cold was creeping in on her and the sub-zero temperatures outside weren't really beckoning to her. Instead she had slipped in her favorite sweats and was enjoying a quiet moment with her dad. "So Anna? How's uni going?" "Uhhh...Fine...Fine...I'm on the final run..." "Have you given any thoughts about a graduate program?" "No...not really...no...why?" "Well...I have this business trip coming up in London...in the UK that is. The company has paid for a double room in advance and your mother won't be joining me. So I was wondering whether you'd like to join me and check out some universities there if you'd like." "Err...but dad? Why would I do that? I mean, assuming I do find something interesting to carry on, how on earth am I going to pay for all that? I'm not so sure my GPA merits a scholarship you know." "We've discussed this with your mother Anna. It's time that you opened your wings and left the fold. You're brilliant help around here, you're hard working, earn your own money and contribute to the house...not to mention that you're..." Her dad seemed to have chocked on some pasta but Anna knew otherwise. Whenever he got emotional he tended to cough it out of his system. Appearing less "manly" in front of the "womenfolk" was a no-no. "Ehem...I was saying that you're excellent company Anna and we love having you around the house. I know that most of your classmates left right after school and we're grateful to have you around. But...and don't get me wrong here...I think it's time for you to spread your wings...We've decided with your mother to pay for one year of studies in the UK if you so wish. Tuition, living expenses, the whole smash...Think about it and let us know, OK?" "Oh daddy..." Anna leapt off her seat and hugged her father until she heard him cough slightly. "I just don't know what to say...this is...this is overwhelming!" "Well think about it and let me know, because we have to purchase your airfare, plus you need a few days for your passport to be issued. My trip is in three weeks' time from now...Think about it and let us know, okay?" Anna hugged and kissed her dad once more earning a wide grin of happiness in response. Well, that's just how her father was; hard granite on the exterior and as soft as melted butter on the inside. What time was it? She simply had to tell Leila the big news. Perhaps she could visit her while on her stay. They were going to stay in London but how far could Manchester be? Leila was doing her internship there waiting for her graduate program to begin this coming September. She was babbling inside her mind as she retreated to her room and fired up her laptop. She needed information and she needed it fast. And she simply had to speak to Leila about this. Need to talk to u ASAP, read her text. I'll be in my flat in five, c u then. Waiting for Leila to show up, she decided to browse for potential universities although deep down she knew where she wanted to go. "Let's see now...Manchester 1824...hmmm...decent economic department...decent rankings...Warwick is better...LSE is number one of course..." As she perused through the various web pages the familiar Skype phone call sound bleeped through her speakers. Sure enough, it was Leila calling in. Pressing the green "accept video call" button caused her familiar face to materialize in her screen. "Hey there girlfriend! You sure look smoking hot in those sweats! Weren't you at work or something?" "Just came in as a matter of fact. It's Friday night, remember? There was an emergency at the lab...Some cells had run out of food apparently and who you gonna call when it's Friday night and everyone else is probably already wasted? Yeah you got it, send in the lab rat. That would be me...What are you listening by the way? Sounds interesting for a change...And what's with the shit eating grin?" "That would be t.A.T.u - All the Things She Said...here let me paste you the link. Listen to it later at full blast...it's my favorite at the moment." "You're stalling Anakin...You've got something to tell. Something good I bet...that smile of yours has nearly reached your ears..." "I'm coming over to the UK. My father has a business trip in three weeks. We shall be staying in London but I'm quite sure that I can visit you." "That's great news Anakin! Of course you can visit girl, whenever you want! Place is a bit cramped but we'll manage! That's wonderful news!" "And that's only the half of it. My father just told me that I can start looking for a graduate program over there. The folks will cover all expenses for one year! Can you imagine?" "Ohpleaseohpleaseohplease select Mancester! Please? Pretty please? I'll be in a constant ecstasy, I'll be good, I'll cook for you, I'll do your laundry...Anything you want, I promise!" "Cook? Do laundry? Anything I want, you promise? Who are you and what have you done to the original Leila?" "Well we're not all gourmet chefs like you, my dear, but I've honestly improved. But that's not the point. You come over and it'll be so much fun! It'll be just like the good ole times Anakin! I promise to be real good!" Leila put on her best smile and conjured a halo above her head with her hands, which made Anna burst into laughter. After they both recovered from their bouts of laughing, Anna continued her reasoning: "You certainly put forward a strong case. Okay yes, the first thing that popped in my mind when my dad sprang this on me was to explore the possibility of coming over there to join you. I've already done a quick background check on Manchester's university and the economic department seems solid. I'll do some more snooping around, ask some of my professors over here and see what I come up with. In any case, I'll definitely come over to visit you when we hop over with my dad." "Cool! Text me or email me with the details and I'm sure we'll have a blast. Anakin! You really made my day! Just the thought of us being together again makes me want to jump up and down from happiness!" "Let's not get ahead of things, but yes, I'm excited too! 'Kay...mom's here...gotta go...I'll write or text you the details as soon as I have them! Kisses!!" Anna pressed the kill button and tumbled down the stairs to meet with her mom and sister. Today was a day to celebrate; she'd start her information query tomorrow, she thought. Leila Leila was restlessly pacing back and forth railway platform six of Manchester's Piccadilly train station. She had arrived early to pick her friend up, half an hour earlier to be precise. That was very unlike her; punctuality was not her thing. But she was really happy to see Anakin and her good mood couldn't be spoiled for anything in the world. During the Christmas break they hadn't really been able to talk, what with the usual relative festivities and wanting to see every last one of her friends even a little. She was really excited about her best friend visiting her and even the remote possibility of Anna joining her in Manchester made her giddy and lightheaded with joy. Finally, after thirty minutes of abusing her mobile phone whilst at the same time ignoring the various male stares that she got, the red Virgin train pulled in the platform. If she had her information correct Anna's carriage should be...right in front of her. She nervously started scanning the disembarking passengers and...there she was! Dressed in a pair of tight-casual jeans, she wore a red and white stripped blouse with a matching red cardigan on top. Light brown Converse shoes completed her attire. Anna had never been a fashion whore in her life but to Leila it seemed as if she had put considerable effort to look good. And was that...a hint of make-up there? "Oi there!" Anna looked up towards her and with a smile rushed to hug her. "Hey there girlfriend! It's so good to see you! And by the way, what was that you said earlier? Oi?" "Oh that...that's just local speak for hey." Anna broke into laughter. "Oi? It sounds so out of here." "You got to cut me some slack here you know...this is my fourth year on the island...you can't help but pick up some of the mannerisms. For example, later tonight we'll go out to a vodka bar I know. It'll be wicked!" "Wicked as in wicked weasel?" "Wicked as in awesome, cool, fantastic, fabulous. Welcome to England Anakin. It's so good to see you! So...I think that first we should go and drop off your bags at my flat...very well...apartment...and then how about we go out and grab a bite?" "Sounds like a plan to me, I'm famished." Walking hand in hand, they made their way to the bus station all the while catching up on each other's news. Soon enough, the double decker bus came along and whisked them to a stop very near Leila's residence. "Emerald Gardens" read the signpost above the security post. Well it certainly was surrounded by abundant greenery to earn the tittle, Anna thought. Leila swiped her entrance card through and the gate buzzed open. She stopped by the gatehouse and waved to the guard. "Evening Alan." "Good evening Miss Duval. Looking lovely as always." "You're such a shameless flatterer Alan. This is my friend Anna and she shall be staying with me for a couple of days. Could you note her down on the visitor's logbook for me?" "Will do. Enjoy your stay then Miss." "You're such a dear. Cheerio!" Anna eyes widened with surprise. "You just called him...a cereal?" "No you dummy. Cheerio as in goodbye, have a good one, that sort of thing. Like I said, this is my fourth year on the island. I've started to pick up on the colloquialisms. Right, shall we carry on then?" said Leila, with the last few words heavy with the local accent. They made their way towards Leila's flat. Essentially, it was a three bedroom apartment, each with its own private bathroom, a shared kitchen and living room. Leila's room was quite small but she did have a large window overlooking the garden. "...Kay...now...You shall be sleeping on my bed and I'll use this mattress on the floor. Now we could have slept on the same bed but as you can see it's quite tall, they do have this habit of placing drawers underneath beds here. Since I toss and turn during my sleep that would have meant one of us hitting the floor pretty hard in the middle of the night. Not nice." I wouldn't mind falling off a cliff if it meant sleeping with you, thought Anna, but didn't dare say anything like that aloud. Instead: "Maybe I should take the floor Leila, I feel bad for throwing you out of your own bed." "Nonsense! It's not every day that I get visitors and in any case, you're no ordinary visitor. So just chillax and enjoy your stay. Now...to business at hand: I propose that we get changed, go to dinner and then, if your luck holds and we remain rain free for the night, I'll take you out to my favorite Vodka bar, the Revolution. Show you how we party around this part of the world." Having settled on a plan for the rest of the day, they begun to change their clothes. "Leia? How posh is the place we're going afterwards? How should I dress?" "Smart casual should do you fine. Is that a six-pack you've got there? You've been working out haven't you? You look smoking hot girl." Anna felt blood coloring her cheeks as she blushed. "Thank you. It's nothing really, certainly nothing like yours. I took up long distance running last year. I plan on running a half-marathon sometime later in the future if I can." "Well your body has definitely sexed up a notch. Some dude is definitely going to thank his lucky stars one day..." Anna sighed wearily. "I wonder if I'll ever get that special someone someday..." "The way you look girl you should have them lining up your door. You just gotta look around more. You know, take your nose out of that book, shed those glasses and they'll just...float to you." "But I don't...I just want...Oh forget it..." Leila looked quizzically at her friend. Again, she got the feeling that Anna was holding something back, she just couldn't pin down what it was. She decided to let it drop for the moment. They finished their dressing in relative silence and then proceeded by foot to the restaurant Leila had chosen for their dinner. The "Pataliputra" was a classic Indian restaurant on Wilmslow Road, part of which was also known as the "curry mile" due to the considerable concentration of Pakistani, Indian and other Asian establishments. Once they were settled, they begun to peruse through the menu. "Now be warned: I know you like spicy food Anakin but here they do the real deal. See those red peppers next to every dish? Anything above two peppers and you're asking for serious trouble. So, I propose that we take the naan bread, a platter of egg-fried rice, a jug of mango lassi plus our main dishes. It should be more than enough for two. Oh and a bottle of wine if you'd fancy that." Leila chose the chicken tikka sizzler while Anna, being more adventurous and despite all the warning chose the chicken tikka Madras. They started off with their white wine first. After clinking their glasses Leila made a proposal: "To enduring friendships and to best friends. Let's hope that you get to come over and fulfil your dreams. Let's just dream that we'll be together once more." They took a sip from their wine and continued their small-talk until their main dishes arrived. Leila's dish was literally on flames and the waiter doused them down as he served the plate. Anna's chicken floated in an innocent looking, bright colored red sauce. "No, wait! You should ta..." "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh! Fire! FIRE!! FUCKING HELL!! Water! WATER!" Anna's face had gone crimson red in color. Leila was in stiches, tears in her eyes from laughter. "No, here, don't drink water, drink this" and she handed over a glass filled with mango lassi. "It's yoghurt based and that helps take away all the hotness. We could ask for a bowl of plain yoghurt if you don't like it." "No, no...it's fine. This tastes fine actually. My world! What on earth was that? It numbed my tongue!" "Well, I told you not to select it. Once a friend of mine chose the Vindaloo chicken which is marked with four peppers. He couldn't feel his tongue for a few hours after that. But there are a few nasty tricks you can do with these...I once gave a blow job after eating this...wasn't really appreciated...I wonder why?" "I could go down on you and then you'd understand why." "Huhhh...nooooooooooo...You naughty girl! You didn't just say that! I bet you would be good though, spices or no." Anna became serious once more all of a sudden. She gave a very strange look to Leila but didn't say anything more. "It...it was meant as a joke Anakin..." "Uhhh...yeah, yeah, totally..." "But for a moment there you did remind me of Tom Hanks in Cast Away when he managed to light the fire...fire, FIRE!" They moved on with their conversation polishing off their dinner in style. By the time they left the bottle of wine had gone too, which made them feel both a bit tipsy. The "Revolution" was a rather upscale chain of bars. The one they were going to pay a visit to was situated in the Deansgate Locks area; a set of railway arches which had been converted to various commercial uses. The venue was really top of the line for the city; once upon a time, it was rumored that it had been frequented by the likes of David Beckham and Victoria Spice back when they were in town. "Right...so you got your passport with you?" "Yes...but what do we need that for?" "Everyone under twenty five has to be IDed. Venue policy." "Are you sure we're going to make it inside? This place looks absolutely loaded." "Just relax Anakin. You're with me now, don't you fret." The entrance to the bar was guarded by two huge bouncers whose necks seemed thicker than their heads. They had their headpieces on and everything and looked positively intimidating. But then Leila just waved at them, they smiled back and they were ushered in, no questions asked. "You never cease to amaze do you? I don't want to know how those two know you so I won't ask." "We aim to please Miss Blickman, we aim to please. And what shall your poison of choice for tonight be?" "Whatever it is that you're having I guess...I'm not so knowledgeable with hard liquor..." "Then Absolute pepper vodka it will be. I usually drink mine straight but because we've had our wine earlier and because you're probably a featherweight, I'll order them with tomato juice." A few sips later both of them were really starting to feel the buzz. "Soooo...what about that cute blonde guy over my shoulder? He's been eating you with his eyes the moment we came in here." "Not my type." "Anna! He's sex on legs! What IS your type then?" "Can we really not beat that dead horse again please? He's not my type and I'm not in the mood to have a one-nighter. In fact I've never had one and never will. I don't do shit like that." "Since I left have you ever been on a date?" "No, Leila...I would have told you, Okay?" "But why?" Anna looked at her best friend with exasperation. "You're not letting this go are you?" Not expecting an answer she chugged back her drink and slammed, rather loudly, her glass on the wooden stand. "Can I have another one please?" "Uhh...sure...are we okay here?" "I will be when you fetch me another one. And...don't bother with the tomato juice this time." Leila returned with their drinks in her hand, two double pepper vodkas on the rocks. Anna, took a generous mouthful from her glass, set it down and without looking at her friend... Love Me, Please "Leila...I'm gay." Anna She watched as her friend nearly chocked on her drink. "You're what? Why? I mean...how?" Anna smiled sadly at that. "There is no how or why Leila. These are the cards I've been dealt with, it's not something I consciously chose...It's not like I woke up one day and said, Gee how can I make my life more miserable...oh I know...why don't I become a dyke!" "But...but why didn't you tell me you nutcase...I can't...I've been terrible haven't I? I mean...I've been pushing you and trying for ages to hook you up...I feel terrible now..." "I...I didn't tell because I was afraid...I am afraid...that I might...lose you..." "What are you talking about? You're my bestest friend in the world. This is 2013, not the stone age. Who you choose to sleep with is no one's concern. YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND! No matter what! Now, I've been a shitty friend in the past and heavens only know what undue psychological pressure I put you under, but I'm sticking around sister. You're not getting rid of me that easily." Anna's face was strewn with tears. "Thank you...you have no idea what this means to me..." she said with a shaky voice. Leila pulled her best friend in a tight hug. "You wanna get out of here? Let's just walk back to my flat. Get the alcohol moving out of our systems." A few minutes later they had exited the bar and were making their way back to Leila's flat. The crisp winter air felt good on their faces and it was nice to be able to chat without shouting. "So...errrmm...since when...you know...have you been...have you known?" "Well...let's just say that I've always been appreciative of the female form so to speak. Mind you that doesn't necessarily mean in a sexual way. I don't, like, see a girl walking on the street and think, gee nice tits, nice ass, I wanna bang her. When I was little, I used to have these crushes...you know childish things...on our second grade teacher, our skating coach...stuff like that. When our hormones kicked in, I was confused...as in really-really confused. I thought I was fucked up in the head until I started reading about stuff. At least I knew I wasn't alone in this world. Then I went into a phase of denial...you know...this can't be happening to me, it's just a phase...it'll pass. That's when I gave a shot at dating if you remember. I thought, against what I felt was true in my heart that, if I was to find the proper guy, maybe this thing...would go away. I tried...I..." Leila tugged Anna's hand and lightly hugged her. Tears were flowing down her face once more; it was a silent, painful cry. "You don't have to do this sweetie..." "No...I've kept these things so long inside me that at times I thought I was going to lose my sanity. I want to tell you...I need to tell you..." "Oh Anna...I wish there was a way to just take off some of your pain, baby." Anna looked over at Leila with a sad smile. "I so wish you could...Anyways, as I was saying, I tried dating...I did many stupid things. I...I'm not a virgin Leila...I had sex with Joaquin...Do you remember him at all? It was just before we started twelfth grade. You were all hard on my case back then so I said what the hell...I went out with him that summer...Kissing with him felt like kissing card board, nothing like the stars and magic that you all described." Leila now looked positively intrigued. "You little minx! You never told! I didn't know that!" "It was during the summer when you took that long vacation with your family to Spain, that's why your antennae didn't pick it up. But there's more...I had sex with him...twice...it was horrible...I didn't feel anything...Thankfully, in all my misery, Joaquin turned out to be a real gentleman when I asked him to just remain friends. He didn't pressure me or anything...perhaps he sensed that I wasn't really into him or something. But thankfully, he was cool...way cool. Then... ...then I had sex with a girl. It was the summer before you left for the UK, when were together on that camping trip. Remember Olivia? You kept trying to hook me up every night and I kept coming up with excuses, until one night I simply grabbed Olivia, who looked equally desperate or bored or whatever and we run off. Turns out, that Olivia played both sides of the fence and what started as a scalp massage ended...errrmmmm...well...you know..." "You're blushing, Anna...what else am I going to hear and see for the first time today?" "Shut up Leila...anyways, whilst you were busy with Mr. Insecurity that summer, I had a couple of...encounters with Olivia. She was a very sweet girl but she was clear that we were just a fling, nothing more. But in a sense, she opened my eyes..." "...not to mention your legs..." "Ha-Ha very funny...but yes...she was my first. So yes, if you want me to get into the nitty-gritty details, the sex was phenomenal and there was this light-bulb moment inside my head, like, soooooo...this is how it's supposed to feel..." In the meantime, without really noticing it, they had reached Leila's residence. Neither girl was feeling very sleepy so they continued their chat, comfortably perched on Leila's bed. "...so...how's the sex really like...I mean...I suppose there's lot of oral and stuff...but what else?" Anna blushed once more, the second time for the night. "Uuuuuhhhh...well...we're not like, aliens from outer space you know...It's not much different from hetero sex. Yes, there's a lot of oral and obviously fingers are involved...also toys if you're into that kind of thing but I've never used any. I prefer my tongue and hands to be honest. And then there's tribbing, which can be, oh my God, fucking amazing." "Errr...since I don't have my lesbian dictionary handy right now, what exactly is tribbing?" "Emmm...well...scissoring? You know...like...when you rub your..." "blushingggg..." "Oh for fuck's shake...it's when you rub pussies together one on one. There, I've said it. You happy now?" "And...does it feel good?" "Fuck yeah...God, Olivia was so good at this...so good..." Anna could see that Leila's eyes were glistening. There was palpable energy filling the room; a gravity like force which started narrowing the distance between them. Anna's eyes were locked upon Leila's face; her eyes were closed and her lips slightly parted. "Oh my God...she's going to kiss me...we're going to kiss...is this happening? It can't be happening! I..." A loud bang from right next door startled them and made them jump to the ceiling. "Huh...What was that?" "Oh that's...that's just my cretin next door neighbor banging his door shut. Never fails to make my skin jump every time he does that. Would you like a cup of tea? I'm going to the kitchen to make myself one. I've got some chamomile as well if you fancy that." "No, I'm good thanks. Shouldn't we...you know make the beds first? Because..." "Yeah, yeah, totally...um...yeah...right...so...beds first...tea next...or no tea..." "Leila! Just chill okay? It never happened. Relax!" Leila let out an audible sigh of relief. "Oh God...I'm so glad...because, you know...friendship...but...I'm glad you're okay with it." "Like I said, it never happened. Now, you go fetch the tea and I'll make the beds, deal?" Leila It was two weeks since Anna had left and it was once more a Friday evening. Outside, the weather was alternating between sleet and rain and a cold northern wind was blowing. They were predicted for a few inches of snow later that night or so the forecast said. Leila didn't mind the snow, how could she? Where she came from, five to six months of snow was the norm each winter. What she hated though was this constant overcast and the incredible variation in rain. Because yes, in northwestern England you had all types of rain. You had showers, drizzles, sleet, proper rain, downpour rain, tiny droplet-rain like small icicles, the one which managed to get you soaked down to your underwear. Bored to her core, she started browsing around the ether world. For some strange reason the word "tribbing" came to her mind, the very one Anna had used that night to describe lesbian sex to her. She searched google for it and true enough she got back thousands of hits. The images she got were stills from porn movies, some of them were gross, but highly suggestive nonetheless. "So that's how it's done" she thought as she casually readjusted a wedged piece of her underwear. Next she searched "girls kissing" and here she perused through so many beautiful images. "How about...hmmm...lesbian films? Let's see what that will bring up..." she thought. "Room in Rome? I wonder what that's all about." Clicking on the YouTube link she popped open the film's description. Alba (Elena Anaya) seduces a stranger Natasha (Natasha Yarovenko) to her hotel room (the details of how they meet in a club are left vague) in what seems merely a harmless sexual adventure crowning their last night in Rome. Tentatively, through weave of stories, sex, memories and connection with artworks in the room, the two connect deeply, descending more and more into the depths of truth, trust, and ultimately love. The lovers eventually agree to part ways, returning to their previous lives in Russia and Spain. Intrigued, Leila got comfortable on her chair and pressed play. She watched on as the film unfolded before her eyes; this was nothing like the crappy porn that some of her boyfriends had shown her in an effort to entice her into a threesome. This felt naughty and at the same time highly erotic. As she watched on she could feel a familiar swelling in her nether region accompanied by a flight of butterflies in the lower part of her stomach. Shifting her weight on her chair didn't stem the rising tide, but she chose to ignore her simmering arousal for the moment. But when the film reached the bath scene, her need rose a notch. Right in front of her where two incredibly beautiful females feverishly kissing and petting inside a water filled bathtub. For some reason, these images acted as a spark plug, igniting within her a greedy beast; she was definitely horny now and the feeling of wetness in her panties was testimony to that. Steeling her resolve, she put her need aside and elected to finish the film instead. When the closing credits fell on her screen, she rose from her chair and lazily sprawled on her bed. She felt incredibly horny and incredibly curious at the same time. Questions would have to come in later; her carnal needs would have to take eminence for the moment. Closing her eyes, she sucked in her breath and sent her hand downwards. She could feel the burning of her skin as the cotton material of her t-shirt made contact with it. Her hand continued towards her, screaming for attention, pussy as her mind started displaying flashes of the film she had just seen. Her idle left hand, not to be left out of the action, lazily groped at her C cup breast. Using a combination of hefty grabs, caresses and pinches only served to heighten her pleasure and make her erect nipple almost painfully rub with her tee. But the main dish was being served elsewhere; soon her vagrant hand had crossed beneath the waistline of her sweats and panties and had made contact with her pubic hair. Slowly inching downwards, it scaled the heights of her mons pubis and then delightfully plunged in the gap between her lips. Never before had the need to dip her fingers in her wetness been so desperate for Leila. In fact, she didn't just dip; she rammed first one and then two fingers inside her, all the while mashing her clitoris with her palm. Images of naked girls kissing and touching danced in her mind as her fingers retreated and reinserted themselves. Her heightened sense of arousal could not be satisfied with such constricted maneuvers; soon sweat pants were being kicked off and panties thrown aside in a desperate need to provide her hand with more leverage. Turning over to her side, she assumed a fetal position, trapping her fingers within her sopping pussy lips. Leila felt an intoxicating mix of extreme arousal and desperation; she couldn't remember ever needing to cum with such greed. Her arousal had been simmering for some time now below the surface and now that the ballast had been blown, it was travelling towards the surface with incredible speed. Her hand picked up in rhythm, as her point and index fingers swished around her swollen clitoris. Her breathing was shallow and she felt hot flashes course through her body as her climax neared. A small, soft moan escaped her mouth as her hand picked up yet more speed. And then her mind showed someone kissing her as she lay crouched on her bed. Illusionary hands were conjured and seen roaming all over her body. "Oh yes...yes...Oh God yes..." escaped her mouth as a hot whisper. Imaginary lips kissed her skin and sucked on her nipples sending waves of pleasure to the four corners of her body. And then a face; the unknown assailant concocted by her mind acquired a face and it was...Anna! And that really burst the dam for Leila. The build-up to her climax felt monumental and the ensuing orgasm explosive. Her thighs clamped hard on her hand as her whole body went rigid. A long "aaaahhhh" left her mouth as she felt the walls of her vagina pulsate in ecstasy. It went on and on and on...Just as she thought it was over, the rubbing of her hand would keep her orgasm going. Finally, after riding on this phenomenal wave of pleasure for a good solid minute, her body slumped on the mattress and she passed out as she lay. The cold in her room and the damp spot on her bed cover woke her up a few hours later. Leila stretched luxuriously on her bed and giggled; her body felt amazingly relaxed and refreshed. Just the thought of the orgasm she had sent delicious tingles down her spine. "Well...that one was certainly for the books...can't remember ever having a better one." She frowned at that thought. Ever since she had started dating she had necked and petted with three boyfriends and had been exclusive with two. Nicholas had been her first and now she had Percy on yet another long distance relationship. But none of them had given her such an orgasm. In fact, come to think of it, only Percy had given her a couple of weak ones and she was surprised when that had happened. Up until then, she thought she was "one of those girls" who couldn't orgasm through sex. Intercourse had been mildly pleasurable for her; as she thought it through, her orgasms with a partner had been when Percy had begrudgingly gone down on her a couple of times. And Leila wasn't a frequent masturbator; she somehow thought it disloyal to her boyfriends to do that and at other times she just couldn't be bothered. On this instance however, she came hard and fast; there was no denying that. And she had been aroused and orgasmed to the images of females, fantasizing about her best friend no less. Did that mean anything about her? "Naaaaahh...I guess it's just the lack of sex...I must have been more horny than I realized...I'll take the train tomorrow and make a surprise visit to Percy...That should straighten things out..." Summer 2013 Anna It was a lazy Sunday morning and Anna sat with her sister and parents at the kitchen table for breakfast. "So have you decided on a program yet? Have you got back any acceptances?" "Well yes...as a matter of fact I've had three acceptance letters...one from the University of Edinburgh, one from Manchester and one from the LSE." "Wow hun! LSE? That's like a big deal isn't it?" "Well it's top of the top in the UK and like, third globally, so yeah...as far as economics go, it's a big deal. There is a teeny-weeny little caveat though...their tuition fees are out of the sky. We're talking like, thirty-eight to thirty-nine thousand dollars, just for the tuition fees, never mind the cost of living in London which is probably worse than Toronto from what I read." "Yeah...thirty-eight thousand is probably a bit too much for us love..." "I know and I wasn't going to ask...you guys are already being super generous already so I don't want to be greedy or anything. I've settled for Manchester to be honest." "Oh? How come? They say that Edinburgh is a beautiful city to study. Doesn't Manchester come off as a bit more drab?" "Well...ermm...the department in Manchester is ranked higher and their tuition fees are more down to earth, in the region of thirteen to fourteen thousand...Leila has also started her PhD there. She's already been there for years...she'll show me the ropes and that way I'll adjust quicker. Plus it's always good to have a friend in a new place...So yeah, I'm leaning that way...I think I'll accept if that's OK with you guys." Her father looked towards her mother; they had their usual silent conversation, one which comes from knowing each other for years. Her mother nodded and thus the argument was settled. Her wish would be granted. Excusing herself from the kitchen table, she practically raced upstairs to her room. She had so much to do; she had to reply to the email from the graduate student's office and she had to fill in the electronic form for student residence. She had to formulate a rough plan of her expected living expenses to hand over to her parents. But most important of all, she simply had to give the good news to Leila. Once again, Skype was going to serve as the conduit towards sharing her happiness. Leila was online and after a few seconds her familiar face was filling her laptop screen. That familiar face however was marred with puffy red eyes and black circles the size of Oreo cookies. "Errrmmm...Leia? You alright girl? You look like someone punched you in the face." "Stabbed me in the back more likely. Remember when, two weeks after you left, I told you about that surprise visit I had made to Percy?" "Yeah?" "Well, what I didn't tell you was that I had met with a very flustered and disheveled girl at his flat's common room...and a few seconds later I encountered an almost panic stricken Percy in his room. When I asked him about the girl or why he was behaving as if he had seen a ghost he stammered back something about being ill. At that point I chose to ignore my suspicions and chalk it up to him feeling lousily. But yesterday when I repeated the routine and pulled a surprise visit on him, that girl was there once more only this time...this time I caught her in his room...scantily clad...So I simply told him that we're through and I left...bloody bastard..." "Oh dear me...I'm so sorry Leia...I don't know what to say..." "Oh just fuck him...he was rubbish in bed anyway...and he was cheating behind my back, so fuck him...It's just that...you expect a bit more sincerity from someone with whom you've been for nearly two years together...we started out so differently and it all had to end like this. I mean...just grow up some fucking balls and tell me you asshole, there's no need to go behind my back! Christ! What have I done wrong and end up with all the mental patients?" "Nothing's wrong with you...You're just looking in the wrong direction...sometimes happiness is staring you in the face, it's so close that we fail to take notice of it." "Oh? What's that supposed to mean?" "Nothing really...I'm sure you'll find the man of your heart...these things come when you least expect it." "What about you? Got any nice girl over there tied to your bed post?" Anna visibly blushed, something which never failed to amuse Leila. "What? Don't tell me that you've got no one...Surely some lucky girl must be interested. You're gorgeous and witty and funny and like, the best girl ever...In fact if I was into girls I'd totally do you." Love Me, Please Anna choked and started coughing. On the other side of the line, Leila had forgotten about her own misery and was laughing for a change. "Relax girl... God I forget how easy it is to pull your chain." "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up straightie...If I had you here in bed you wouldn't be laughing. More likely you'd be screaming!" "Promises, promises...there's a lot of smoke but no fire!" "Didn't your mom teach you not to play with fire? What? You wanna take a trip on the wild side now?" "Well who knows...there might be a few bends to the road" said Leila coyly. But for Anna this was no longer a game that she wished to play. Leila was probably just messing with her but as her previous visit had shown, all it took was the slightest of things for her feelings to get out of control. Was studying in Manchester the wisest of choices? Was she doing this for the right reasons? Yes, she would answer back to herself. Given the constraints it was the best possible choice for her studies. Leila was first and foremost her friend. Despite her playfulness and that past incident, she was sure that she was as straight as an arrow. Wasn't she? "Anyways...leaving bent roads aside, that's not why I called you. I've accepted Manchester...Unless there is a dramatic change of plans, I'll be coming over there this September." Leila started screaming in her microphone which came over as screeching in Anna's headphones. "Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! Anakin! That's wonderful news! We'll have a great time together! It'll be just like the old times! I'll show you around! We'll go out together! We'll go shopping! We'll..." "Hold your horses there chief. First of all, it's not a done deal yet. I said I'll accept their offer but it's conditional upon getting my final grades here...but I'm confident about that...Then...Partying? What partying? The course is supposed to be brutal from what I've read. Plus my folks are gonna fork a small fortune...I'm gonna have to study like a madman over there." "Yesyesyesyesyes!! You can't imagine how happy you just made me! And...ehem...I promise to be good Anakin! I promise! See? I've made my angelic halo over my head!" Leila's spectacular mood swing couldn't help but make Anna smile. Oh yes, it would be good news to have her best friend back. If only she could keep her heart at check... Fall 2013 Leila Leila had a familiar sense of Deja-vu waiting for Anna's flight to land at Manchester's international airport. Again, she had arrived way ahead of time and restlessly paced around the lobby shops trying to dissipate her nervousness. That was another unusual incidence for her; she was almost always in complete command and it was rare for her to be fazed by anything. Well, apart from when she was a couple of hours away from her period but that was something that couldn't be helped. But why was she feeling nervous? It was probably due to the excitement of having Anna finally come over for real. "Oh boy...A whole year together with Anakin..." she thought, smiling to herself. Lifting her head upwards she checked the arrivals monitors and her watch. Yep, Lufthansa's flight from Frankfurt had just touched down. Now it was a question of waiting another twenty minutes or so. She'd probably be loaded with luggage in any case. Oh well, thank God for smartphones then. She tried perusing through her Facebook wall but couldn't focus. She tossed the phone in her bag and made her way to the arrival's gate through which Anna would emerge. Soon passengers started flowing out through the frosted glass doors but her friend was nowhere to be seen. Until...a pair of hands clamped over her eyes. "Guess who?" "Anakin!" Leila turned and bear-hugged her friend, nearly tackling her to the ground in the process. "Whoa, easy there girl! I'm happy to see you too!" "I'm...just...oh so very happy to see you Anakin! And you look like a zombie girl. That bad of a flight?" "Flight was okay, but it was long. I couldn't find a direct flight and the connection via Heathrow was two hundred dollars more expensive, so I went via Frankfurt which added a couple of hours. I think I'm still floating around. Legs are a bit wobbly, but I'll live. So what's the plan?" "Well, first we take all these suitcases and dump them at my flat. Then, if you're up for it, we should head to the student accommodation office. Yes, they've pre-allocated you for my house of residence but it's a first come, first serve situation there. If we're lucky enough perhaps we could end up sharing the same flat. But it's important to head over there as soon as possible. It's the only way to be guaranteed a nice spot." During their cab drive they had the chance to do some catching up. Leila filled her in on the gory details about Percy's infidelity and how she had finally given him the boot. "...and well that was the end of that loser and not too soon that was. What about you, did you land any girl in your lap?" "No, not really...I would have told you about it, in any case. I've been on a couple of dates but nothing came out of them. Do remember that I've kept a relatively low profile back home...I mean, yes I did come out to my parents and that went well thank God...in fact it went impossibly perfect compared to some of the horror stories I've heard about. But anyways no...no long-term relationship so to speak." "Oh...okay...what's with that rainbow lapel pinned on your bag?" "Oh that...well I guess that's me telling the rest of the world that I'm gay...I've decided to turn a page Leila. To come out of my shell...to be more outward and not hide about who I am. And that little rainbow is my first tiny step towards that." "You've definitely changed Anakin and in a good way, I can tell. I really hope that this new beginning of yours brings you all that you wish for. I...errmm...I have a small welcome gift for you. I wasn't even supposed to tell you about it but you know me...can't keep these things secret...anyways, I'll give it you when we reach my flat." "Awwww...you're such a softie sometimes...a present you say...what is it?" "Nope...you're not getting any more info out of me." "Well I could tickle you..." Mock terror filled Leila's eyes. "No you wouldn't Anakin...no...Anakin...ha-ha...no...come on...you know I'm ticklish...we're...we're...stop...we're in a cab...what would the cabbie think?" Anna leaned over and whispered in her ear: "...I think he would find it hot to see you all red and flustered..." Leila felt electric sparks shooting down her spine over every word that Anna had spoken in her ears. Her nipples hardened and her skin prickled all over. Why was she having this effect over her? She remembered their almost-kiss the night Anna had visited her followed by her post Room in Rome self-love session two weeks later. Blushing wasn't in her repertoire, but blush she did when she replied: "eerrmm...I'm sure he would...You hungry or anything? You fancy a bite? I've got macaroni and cheese bake at home. We could nuke it and then head out for your applications if you want..." Anna It had been a hugely tiring day for Anna but Leila had been right; heading early to the student accommodation office had paid off handsomely. Although she hadn't gotten a room in Leila's flat, she ended up in an all-female one with five other roommates. Her window overlooked the garden and the pond and Leila's flat was just a short flight of stairs away. Rubbing her eyes to stay awake, she resisted collapsing to her bed because she knew that this would only make her more jet-lagged in the morning. Instead, she spent her time stowing away her clothes and organizing her thoughts. This was the first time she was away from home and she felt excited about it. Leila had warned that the "blues" would start hitting her about a month later in the game, but then again they might not. Anna's foreign "adventure" as she put it had been decided at an older, more mature stage of her life. She had undertaken it after serious thought and not as a spur of the moment thing. Plus, she didn't have any relationship back home to pine to. In fact, speaking of relationships, her biggest question mark so far was Leila's strange behavior. It felt like there might be some kinks in her straightness. Or then again it just might be her overactive imagination. She had to admit that Leila never ever blushed or was caught short for words. True, her "whispering" had been a bit more than simple playfulness, but her friend had reacted like a deer caught in the headlights rather than simply brushing it off with a glib remark of her own. Again, the rational part of her brain flashed serious warning lights; going after a straight girl, or a girl which led a straight life was a recipe for disaster. Going after your straight best friend was tantamount to emotional suicide. At best, Leila might have some curiosity about girl to girl amorous interaction; they'd have a romp in the hay once or twice, Anna would get all emotionally attached and then Leila would tell her that she couldn't do this, she wanted to be friends and all that. Anna knew that this would simply break her heart into a million pieces. Was she willing to take that risk? She didn't know the answer to that question and that was the most troubling thought of them all. September came and went and with its passing, the brutal realities of a graduate program made their appearance. Anna had her hands full with twelve hours per week of taught courses plus another four of exercise solving sessions under tutelage. Her professors went along at breakneck speed and assumed thorough knowledge of the mathematical tools required. Reading recommended publications from journals was not only encouraged but in some cases it was mandatory. Anna had to learn to her surprise that answering a question or an exercise correctly wasn't enough anymore. You had to show initiative and use multiple sources in order to really excel. In sort, that meant long hours of study and research. Leila was also knee deep in work with her PhD and often spent twelve hour stints at her lab. She didn't get to see her often and maybe that was just as good because she really needed to stay focused at the moment. To clear her mind and to help her unwind, Anna took to the streets; she would jog for ten to twelve kilometers three times a week and she'd do fifteen hundred meters at the university swimming pool another two. Her body had really started to shape up nicely and for the first time in her life she felt extremely proud looking back at her idol in the mirror. Then, in the midst of all her course work she met with Nora, a beautiful Spanish girl who shared some of her classes. Nora had a dark Mediterranean complex, complete with curly dark brown hair and eyes. She was shorter than her but had killer curves combined with a considerable bust. It was actually her little rainbow lapel which did the trick; apparently Nora had noticed it and queried her about it. One thing led to the other and they ended out for a cup of coffee at the student's union. It turned out that Nora was gay just like herself and subtly hinted her interest towards her. Anna certainly felt flattered but wasn't really sure if she wanted an amorous involvement during her graduate course. However, she did agree to go out with her again; there was nothing wrong with hanging out with another gay girl. You could say and feel things on the same page for one; things which your straight friend might have difficulty understanding. Things which, in her case, you could never let your best friend know about. Leila It was a typical dreary Friday evening, with freezing rain pouring all day long. For a change, Leila had managed to escape lab duties that evening and had texted Anna whether she wanted to go out with her. They had hemmed and hawed about it for a while, until they both settled for the pub right next to their hall of residence. The Flaming Lion was a typical British pub. Entering it felt like venturing in an old house. There were several sitting rooms furnished with polished wooden tables and chairs and there was a huge rounded bar in the middle which served an assortment of tap beers, wines and spirits. All the rooms featured several huge old-style windows and there was even a glass-enclosed sun room. Outside there was a lush garden with wooden benches and tables for those rare occasions when the weather showed mercy and allowed sitting outdoors. All in all, the atmosphere was casual and jovial at the same time. In one room they could be dancing, whilst in the other one they could be watching a football match or playing Trivial Pursuit. Both girls were dressed in leggings and comfortable hoodies, they weren't out to have a big one, just a drink and a catching up chat. Leila ordered a pint of Guinness while Anna settled for Carling. "So...long time, no see...how have you been holding up so far?" "Ugghh...it's pretty hectic so far. Course is quite demanding, I'll give them that. Very heavy into math too. As a matter of fact, I wonder why they bothered giving different names to our courses. It should just have been Math I, II, III and IV if you ask me." "Well yes, it was like this for me too. Taught graduate courses are very demanding...it should get easier for you though after your first exams. The second semester usually has a lot of electives which means you get to choose what you like best." "So how have you been doing? Haven't seen you for a while." "Hmmmm...how shall I put it? Nightmarish doesn't even cut it. My supervisor is funding both my tuition and paying me about two-kay a month so naturally demands are high. We're working on this paper now about mitochondrial matrices...errr...the power-houses of cells...I really got to make this publication or otherwise my PhD goes down the toilet and I'm given a friend MPhil pat in the back...but...enough of this crap...let's just forget about the uni for a while, shall we? What about your life in general here? Anything new? Something that I should know? Speak! Your princess commands you!" Anna smiled and faked a bow: "Oh your most exalted highness...Let me think...Oh yes, there is something come to think of it. But nothing important really...There's this girl in my class...some of my classes anyways. We went out for a coffee the other day and tomorrow we're going out for dinner." Leila had been on the process of chugging down a large mouthful of her beer and nearly chocked trying to gulp it all down. "Oh...really? And how's she? Do I know her?" she said trying valiantly to sound nonchalant about it, but feeling strangely prickled about what she had learned. "Err...well...her name is Nora and she's Spanish...as in from Spain, not Latin American...She's fun to be with I guess...It's...it's nothing really..." "But you are going out on a date so she must be important." "I wouldn't go so far as to call it a date. I don't know what it is to be honest. Actually it was she that approached me in the first place. Remember that lapel you noticed on my book bag when I first came? Well she noticed it too and it turns out that she's gay and well...it's nice to have someone to talk to." Leila looked hurt. Anna was quick to notice. "I...I mean...I didn't mean it that way Leia...I mean...you know...errr...share some things with someone who's on the same team. I'm not making much sense am I?" "No, no...it's fine. I get it. This lesbian chick comes along one day and suddenly I'm old news." "Leila...If I didn't know you better I'd say you were jealous." Leila snorted in her pint: "ME? Jealous? Jealous of what? We've got history, what am I to be jealous about? I was just piqued that you'd suggest you can't tell me anything that's on your mind, that's all." Anna looked at her friend quizzically but didn't say anything. They changed the subject but Leila was clearly not having the time of her life. Finishing off her pint she feigned a headache and suggested that head back early. "Are you sure? We've just had one pint." "Yeah...sorry to be such a party-pooper but I'm not feeling all that well. I'll probably gobble up some ibuprofen and catch some early z's." "You want me to come over to your room? We could watch a movie or something..." "Not today Anakin...but thanks for your offer anyways." "Oh...well okay...I'll be in my room...If you need anything just give me a ring and I'll be right over." They headed back to their residence and Leila took off with a dry and cold "goodnight". She actually felt guilty about her behavior after seeing Anna's confused and hurt expression. Leila was angry with herself. Why was she jealous? Where had this possessiveness come from? Anna was into girls and Leila was straight. Wasn't she? If she was, why did she feel like slitting that Spanish chick's, what was her name, throat? She just needed a good shag, that's what she needed. Had she just used the word "shag"? She'd really spent too many years in this Godforsaken island, that's what her problem was, she decided. Anna The weather was holding still for a change; it was chilly but Anna didn't mind the cold. In fact, compared to what her folks had told her about the first major blizzard to hit them that season, this was summer weather. So long as it didn't rain for once. Anna patiently waited outside Nora's house of residence for her; she had been typically early to arrive and was pacing up and down the sidewalk trying to calm her jittery nerves. Just relax, she thought to herself, it's just a friendly eat and drink occasion, isn't it? Yeah, she was just going out with a prospective friend, that's all it was going to be, she reasoned. And reasoning had been something that Anna had done a lot of these past few hours. Leila's behavior had been outright strange. At first she had found it amusing that she should throw such a childish tantrum at her over such a trivial piece of information. Then she had been hurt by her behavior; she hadn't done anything wrong to deserve such treatment. Of course, once upon a time she had behaved similarly when Leila had regaled her with her romantic trysts. But it was so unlike her to be jealous; possessive sure, but jealous? Jealous of what? Leila was a straightie wasn't she? What if she wasn't? What is she was sending her signals to the contrary? Anna tried phoning and texting Leila but all her calls and messages had been ignored. She had toyed with the idea of cancelling her date with Nora, but on what reasoning? Cancelling, because Leila was jealous and because there was a one in a million chance that she might be into her? Yeah right, not in this fairy tale baby. She was going out with Nora and Leila could sulk all she wanted. Plus, as she had read somewhere, love is only forgotten with love. She had a life to live, she couldn't hang on to childish crushes forever. Immersed as she was in her thinking, she nearly jumped when she felt a light tap on her shoulder. "Hola chica, que tal?" "Uhhhh...muy bien, y tu?" "You speak Spanish Anna? That's a nice surprise!" "And that about concludes the amount of spoken Spanish that I know. I took a class briefly during my uni years but I had to drop it due to work overload...you look really pretty by the way..." And pretty didn't really begin to cut it; Nora was dressed in a dazzling powder blue smart hoodie which hugged her torso at just the proper places. Her hair was done back in a high ponytail revealing matching stud earrings. To complete her outfit she had chosen dollhouse jeans and a pair of black suede Pumas. She was dressed casually but neatly so and the earrings told Anna that she had given attention to detail. That and the very slight make-up. Love Me, Please Nora noticed Anna checking her out and inwardly smiled. Coughing slightly she decided to bring her date back to earth. "So...you promised me dinner...where would you like to go? I know this Spanish restaurant, they make a fantastic paella. Would you be interested in that?" Anna felt the blood coloring her cheeks. She had been caught staring and none too subtly at that. But hey, she was only human and Nora was certainly good looking. "Uhhh yeah...that would be cool. I'm really fond of acquiring new tastes. I've never actually been to a Spanish restaurant before so...yeah...I'm game." They took the bus and were lucky enough to find a double seat empty. Anna took the window seat and Nora sat right next to her, their hips and legs touching. Anna noticed their closeness and didn't mind it one bit. In fact, her body told her "I like that" in more than one ways. Nora could have chosen to sit further apart but she hadn't. The "La Mancha" was a picturesque Spanish restaurant situated on Deansgate Street, not very far from the Instituto Cervantes. The relatively plain brick exterior façade did little to predispose the by-passers about the cozy interior. Once inside, Anna was pleasantly surprise by the high ceilings and the wood paneling covering the walls. One side of the room was covered with a large bar, there was a side with more private booths and the rest of the place had large wooden barrels serving as tables. Once inside, Nora was greeted and hugged by several people; it was obvious that she'd been here many times before and was well liked. Nora spoke very rapidly in Spanish with the hostess and they were immediately ushered to a corner booth which was both spacious and relatively secluded. She graciously allowed Anna to choose her seat first and then sat facing her. "So...if you'd like, I'd suggest the paella for two as our main dish. The tapas arrive with our drinks first and after that, if we still haven't stuffed ourselves to the brim, we can try the pastel Cordobes, which is a dessert from my home town." Anna flashed her a warm smile. "Sounds great! I always like to try new tastes. What shall we be drinking?" "Well, ideally we'd have a bottle of wine to go with our food. The Cune Rioja Rosado is a blush semi-dry wine, should go perfectly with our paella. But if you fancy a beer they have San Miguel tap and that's fine too." "I'd like the wine if that's OK with you. I'm not really a wine drinker and I'd like to try it." "I was hoping you'd say that." Nora flashed her a beaming smile, showing perfect white teeth underneath. Anna smiled in return; she was such a pretty girl and the powder blue of her hoodie did wonders to showcase her Mediterranean tan. Soon their wine had arrived and with it their tongues loosened. "...so...the name Nora...that's intriguing. Never heard of it before and I've had quite a few Latinos as classmates..." "It's not Spanish so to speak. It's more likely Moorish or Arabic if you prefer. It's the feminine form of Noor which means light in Arabic. As you might have guessed from my skin complexion, I hail from Andalucía which is the southernmost province in Spain. The city of Cordoba from where I'm from used to be the capital of the Cordoba Caliphate during the Middle Ages. It was a great center of culture, learning and the arts...Naturally there were a lot of Arabs there, or Moors...you might have heard of the word Moriscos, perhaps. These were people of mixed ancestry, a merging of Arab and Iberian cultures...Anyways, I'm boring you..." "No, no! Not at all, please do go on" said Anna as she absentmindedly pressed placed her hand on top of Nora's. "Oh...sorry" she said and felt her blood pressure rise once more. "No te preocupes, Anna. Esta bien...anyways to make a long story short, my grandmother had this name and before her, her grandmother and so on. Through church records, we've managed to trace back our family tree back to the sixteenth century...that probably means that whoever my ancestors were, they were given the choice of either converting forcibly to Christianity or being expelled...who knows..." Their conversation flowed on freely as they chatted and laughed between their food and wine. After their dessert, they were each given a glass of sherry "Jerez Dulce" which, to Anna felt deliciously strong and sweet. Since the weather was holding up nicely, they decided to walk back to their flats, neither of them being quite ready to call it a night. They walked back taking their time and continuing their chat. Nora was a sweet and lively person; she made Anna laugh and that was something that she really needed. When Nora complained of her hands feeling frozen, Anna thought nothing of it and clasped her hand in hers. The look of adoration that Nora shot her was priceless. As they approached Nora's flat the age-old dilemma surfaced into Anna's head. What do I do now? Do I kiss her goodbye? Do I hug her? What if she asks me to come inside? "So...Anna...I've had a wonderful time with you today...Would you like to come inside...just for a little while?" Oh God, what to do...what to do...Should I go inside on the first date? What if...what if this goes further...What panties am I wearing again? Do good girls do it on the first date? Oh to hell with it... "Sure, that would be lovely Nora!" Nora lived in a two story all girls flat with seven rooms and shared living rooms, kitchen and toilets. Her room was on the first floor, overlooking a large park. "Sorry this place is such a mess...you know...it's seven of us...hard to keep track of things...ahhh...and here's my palace, my home away from home" said Nora as she unlocked the door to her room. "Would you like something to drink? Can I get you something? I have some Sangria downstairs in the fridge if you like..." "That would be lovely, thank you." "Here, sit down on this, while I get our glasses," said Nora and she patted the cover of her bed. Anna could hear her as she tumbled down the stairs and then raced up just as quickly. "Here...they...are..." she said out of breath, as she held two glasses and a frozen jug of Sangria. "Made that myself" she said as she poured the wine to their glasses. "Oh? Were you expecting company?" said Anna with a playful tease. "No...I mean...yes...no...it's not like that. I made it once for my flat-mates and they liked it so much that now we keep a jug in the fridge at all times...we all pitch in for the ingredients and anyone can have a drink." "Oh...but won't anyone mind if they see the pitcher missing?" "Nobody's in for the night. It's a Saturday and they're all out...we have the place to ourselves." "Well, cheers then...bottoms up!" Nora gave her friend a lopsided look and nearly sprayed Anna with the mouthful of Sangria. Gasping for air she broke down into laughter collapsing onto her bed in the process. "What? What's so funny?" "...haha...well...I just pictured something in my mind...that's all..." "What? Come on...tell me..." Nora put on a sheepish, girlish grin on her face. "Well, when you said bottoms up I pictured..." "Pictured what?" "I can't tell you..." "What if I did...this..." and Anna dug her hands into Nora's flanks mercilessly tickling her. Nora writhed and laughed hysterically; Anna roamed her hands all over her friend's clothed body. She felt exhilarated and happy and excited. Soon, their tickling session evolved into a friendly wrestling session which ended with Anna straddling Nora's torso and pinning her hands down with hers. Their breathing was still heavy from all their exertion. Anna's hair had fallen in front of her, creating a vail between her face and Nora's. Their smiles faded; the distance closed. Nora's eyelids shuttered down and her lips parted; Anna placed her elbows onto the bed and with her palms gingerly cupped her face. Their lips met softly, gently, magically. Anna stayed like that, feeling goosebumps coursing through her body, feeling a million butterflies dance in the pit of her stomach. Anna caressed Nora's cheeks as their lips gently touched, both of them savoring the exquisite and magical uniqueness of their first kiss. Nora brought her arms up and wrapped them behind Anna's back, mashing their bodies together. Their kiss deepened; Anna sent her tongue probing forward seeking to pair it with Nora's. Lips parted and tongues danced playfully back and forth as they both started hissing through their noses, neither one wanting to break the magic. Then there were other places to explore; Anna moved her attention to her lover's ear, kissing an earlobe and sending her exceptionally agile tongue to explore the intricacies of the inner folds. Her touch was gentle but she could feel Nora exhaling loudly with each flick of her tongue. Ever the explorer, she moved her attention towards her neck, lightly biting and kissing along the way. When she placed her knee between Nora's thighs she immediately felt the girl grinding her crotch on her. She could feel the heat and the desperation in her moves. Anna had not been left unaffected; she could feel her pussy lips fully engorged and pressing against her panties and jeans. She was producing copious amounts of lubrication and could already feel the dampness in her crotch. Her nipples were painfully erect and rubbing against the fabric of her bra with every move. But most of all, she could feel the heat; her body was practically burning up with all the excitement. Then, clothes started flying all over, with an urgency that Anna had never felt before. She needed to run her tongue all over Nora's body, she needed to lick her pussy dry just like a thirsty person craves water in the desert. After frantic pulling and tugging at the offending garments was done, they were left with just their underwear. Nora had chosen powder blue cotton panties with matching bra, effectively matching her hoodie and earrings with her underwear. Anna had gone with more conservative, all weather black. Resuming their kissing, Anna unclasped Nora's bra while she felt nimble fingers undo hers. Anna then gently pushed her lover down on the bed and proceeded to feast her eyes on the gorgeous body beneath her. She paused to admire her breasts. She admired their shape, their perfectly upright position and their size, probably a 32C, Anna reckoned, with large, almond colored areolas and large, protruding nipples. Nora's nipples where already slightly erect from their previous kissing and her areolas had somewhat bulged and expanded. After brushing her hands over them she very gently placed her right nipple inside her mouth. Swirling her tongue around she could feel the nipple harden and swell. A soft moan of pleasure escaped Nora's mouth. Her hands where caressing Anna's hair. Cupping her breast in her hand for better control, she began to suckle on it, occasionally giving her a mild bite. Switching sides she administered her attention on the left nipple while her free hand played with the now glistening right breast. Soft moans of approval escaped Nora's mouth as her tongue alternated between those magnificent mounds. Anna then did something out of the ordinary; she flipped Nora and let her rest on her tummy. Her hands started roaming over her back, sending shivers down her lover's spine. Gradually, she sifted her attention to her lower back, her hands traveling over velvet smooth skin. Next came her buttocks where Anna's hands teasingly massaged their globular delightfulness, making circular movements on each cleft. Nora murmured and purred like a cat whilst at the same time she involuntary opened her legs further, giving Anna access to her inner thighs. Mercilessly ignoring that, she went on stroking those wonderful legs all the way down to her shock clad feet. Kneeling slightly, she hooked her thumbs on the waistband of her thong and ever so slowly peeled it off. Tenderly, Anna placed her fingers on Nora's inner thighs, causing her to whimper in approval. Kneeling further below, she could see inner lips protruding over lushly covered outer ones and a thin strand of silvery liquid trickling slowly towards the bed. Gently she placed her tongue on the girl's buttocks, making small suckling motions. Nora responded by lifting her butt a bit in the air. Without hurrying, Anna traced her tongue all over the exposed butt clefts, playfully making tantalizing forays inside the crack of her butt. Nora's skin had broken into goose bumps and her occasional soft purrs of pleasure increased in frequency. Placing her hand beneath her stomach, Anna gently lifted Nora's breathtaking ass in such a way as to have her dripping pussy fully exposed before her eyes. The sight was certainly breath-catching to say the least. Nora's magnificent roundness was there in all its glory. The girl has some serious killer curves with not an ounce of flab on them. Pausing only briefly, Anna sent her tongue downwards towards Nora's outer lips which were now slick with her juices. Barely touching her, she made circular motions with her tongue, savoring the exquisite taste of her pussy, inhaling her intoxicating scent. Gingerly, she turned her over, her back now resting on the bed. Her tongue once again traveled north seeking other areas demanding her attention. Sighing, Anna placed her lips once more on Nora's right breast softly kissing the nipple. Nora could feel the tongue licking around the areola, a teasing mix of kisses, sucking and biting which made her writhe in agony and lust. Anna sucked on the nipple until it popped out of her mouth fully erect. Not to leave her left breast unsatisfied, she shifted her attentions there, while her fingers wickedly pinched the other already erect nipple. As Anna was busy sucking on her breast, Nora begun tugging at her hair desperately trying to nudge her towards her throbbing pussy. This made Anna even crazier with desire; she just wanted to lick Nora's body clean until the girl practically begged her to stop. After making sure that she'd left behind her two very stiff nipples, her mouth traveled down Nora's abdomen kissing and sucking her tummy. Moving down her stomach she could once again fill her nostrils with her scent. Anna rested her nose on Nora's pitch black pubic hair deeply inhaling her unique fragrance. By now, the poor girl beneath her was writhing and thrashing about as if her back was suffering from a particularly bad rash. Anna new that she had tortured her lover and herself quite enough. Using the tip of her tongue she parted two very puffy and protruding inner lips to reveal the sopping entrance of Nora's pussy. Sticking out her snakelike tongue she sent it slithering towards the source of her nectar, savoring the exquisite taste and sublime tightness of the surroundings. Soon her tentative probes were replaced by determined thrusting. Anna was using all the tricks of the trade at her disposal; one thumb circled Nora's protruding clit with a cruel laziness. Another finger had found its way towards her lover's puckered hole, gently massaging the sensitive folded skin there. Nora had been reduced by now to an incoherent rag doll at her hands. Her body was wildly flailing about as she tried in vain to jam more of her pussy inside Anna's mouth. Her hands were pulling at Anna's hair desperately trying to shift her tongue towards her throbbing clit. She was not being so silent either, mumbling incoherently in both English and Spanish. And then, Nora sucked in her breath, her whole body stiffened like wood and her mouth let out a silent scream. Anna felt the walls of Nora's pussy rhythmically contract again and again as she rode the wave of her orgasm. Just when it seemed that she had crested the wave, Anna shifted the position of her mouth and sent her lips clamping tightly on her throbbing clit. This time her scream was every bit real. "Ay...ay...ay...Dios mios...ayyyyy...maaasss...massss..." and then a second huge wave came crashing upon her. Nora thrust her pelvis forcefully upward and her body visibly shook with tremors as her hands frantically jammed Anna's head towards her pussy. And then, after a glorious second wave it was finally over. She collapsed on her bed, eyes closed and utterly spent. Little twitches here and there could be seen, as the aftershocks of her orgasms pierced her altered sense of reality. "Ay ay ay...Madre de Dios, chica...you're absolutely phenomenal..." "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." "Enjoy doesn't even begin to describe it." Nora pulled Anna down right next to her and nuzzled her neck. "It feels so nice...so comfortable in your embrace." They stayed like that cuddling, until Anna noticed Nora's eyelids begin to waver. Smiling, she started to rise in order to get dressed. "Where are you going?" She heard Nora say in a pouty voice. "Back to my flat. I've obviously drained you." "That's not true. I just need a rest and then it's your turn." "I think I should head. Need to make an early start tomorrow. Lots of studying to catch up on." "Noooooo...please stay...please? Stay for the night?" Nora was kneeling on her bed, her hands joined almost in prayer, her juicy breasts dangling in front of Anna's eyes. The sight involuntarily made her lick her lips. Nora noticed and couldn't help but smile. "Please? For me? They'll be all lonely if you aren't here to caress them" she said and started toying with her breasts. Any resolve that Anna might have had evaporated rapidly. "You put forward compelling arguments. Two of them as a matter of fact. I'll stay but under three conditions." Nora beamed a puppy smile at her. "Okay...and these are?" "One, I'll have to leave early in the morning tomorrow. I really have to catch up on my studying. Two, you'll have to let me use the wall side of your bed. I toss and turn so badly that I might end up on the floor otherwise. Three...you'll have to let me lick you clean at least two more times..." "You've got yourself a deal...except...condition three...it's clearly your turn to be on the receiving end..." "Nuh-Uh...I get to lick you again or no deal." "Awwwww...alright...but you drive a hard bargain..." Nora pulled her down for yet another steamy kiss; in the meantime her hands were busy tugging at Anna's black panties. Yes, after all their previous exertions it was the only garment still on her. Anna obliged and soon, a very sodden thong was out of their way. A skillful set of nimble fingers soon found their way past her dark brown thatch and onwards they went, splitting her lips on the process. Anna let out a moan in Nora's mouth; she was beyond being turned on. Her orgasm was hovering right next to her. Without breaking their kiss, she started humping those wonderful fingers in earnest. Nora quickly caught on and with one hand grabbed Anna's ass whilst the other continued its ministrations. Anna was bucking her pelvis in a frenzy now; she was close, very close and Nora's tongue being thrust deeply in her mouth only helped to heighten her arousal. Her orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt; a massive explosion originating from her clitoris rapidly spread in waves throughout her body. Rhythmic contractions of her pussy walls spread everywhere and it felt as if her whole body was one giant pulsating mass. Nora had slowed down and was avoiding direct contact with the tip of her clit but Anna couldn't seem to get enough out of it. "No, don't you stop...don't you fucking stop...go on...yes...like that...yes...fuck...oh fuck...another one..." Anna let out a shriek-like hiss; she started shaking uncontrollably. What had started as a flash orgasm had escalated in two different ones which had essentially merged. While the first one had been violent the second one went on and on and on until Anna thought she would pass out from all the stars and fireworks that she was seeing. Love Me, Please Eventually she came down from cloud nine. Opening her eyes, she saw Nora holding her juice covered hand below her nose. She could feel liquid trickling down her thighs. And when she looked down, to her horror, she saw a wet patch on the bed cover. "Shit...Did I do all this?" "Nuhuh...yep...all yours. Such a same to waste all this...lovely...tasty...juice" said Nora, punctuating each word for emphasis as she licked clean her cream coated fingers. "You taste terrific by the way...I could feast in this all day and never need anything else." A lightbulb went off in Anna's mind. "I feel all sticky and hot. You fancy a shower before we lay down?" "Sure...it shouldn't be that difficult...The shared bathtub is on our floor right next to us. Here, let me grab a couple of towels and some shampoo." Wrapping the towels around them, Nora opened the door of her room and peeked; the coast was clear and not a sound could be heard. Giggling and tip-toing they exited the room and entered the bathroom. Inside the green-tiled room there was an old fashioned white porcelain bathtub with typically British separate faucets for hot and cold water. There were however, some more recent installments, such as a shower curtain and a wall installed shower head with a single handle water tap. Nora bent over to get their shower running and as she did so, Anna couldn't help but marvel at the girl's sculptured ass. Two perfect spheres of sheer, unadulterated beauty, which jiggled tantalizingly with her every move. Anna could hungrily gaze and discern Nora's puckered hole and right beneath it, the lushly covered lips of her pussy. The hair was still mated and glistening from their previous love-making and the lips were parted and somewhat swollen, a true sign that the girl was still turned on and ready for more. Anna just couldn't resist; she slid a hand within the inviting gap. Nora gasped and thrust her crotch upon Anna's hand as she traced her fingers between the folds of her lips. "Fuck, that feels good" hissed Nora. "Put...put a finger inside...fuck me..." and Anna could only oblige. She slid one and then two fingers inside her and they slid inside with ease, the girl was practically leaking the stuff once more. Her other hand wrapped around her leg, found her clit and started flicking it about. Nora became incoherent once more. She was the sexiest thing Anna had ever seen; head bent down over the bathtub, raven hair having fallen allover her face. Her thigh biceps were bulging as she stood on her toes, ramming her pussy hard on Anna's fingers. This time, their fucking was anything but timid; Nora had simply gone overboard and was being quite vocal. Anna gave her everything she could; she added a third finger and then folded all four fingers in a bill-like shape. Nora didn't miss a beat; if anything her tempo picked up a notch. Who would have known that the timid looking, petite girl who approached her the other day would turn out to be such a wolverine in sex. Nora's shriek brought her out of her musings. The raven haired girl came and came violently and loudly. If there was anyone in the surrounding flats it was certain that they had heard them. Anna continued rubbing the girl's clit until an utterly spent Nora hoarsely told her to stop. "No mas...no mas...por favor...no mas...no more Anna...please..." Anna smiled to herself. The girl looked like she had been royally fucked and there was every chance that she'd be a teeny-weeny bit sore come morning. I mean, Jesus, Anna thought to herself. That had been four fingers which went in there! Sure, the area is stretchy and capable of expanding but still, the girl had taken it in stride. She brought her fingers to her nose and closed her eyes. Yummy! The girl smelled and tasted divine. In the meanwhile, Nora had slumped over the lip of the bathtub with her head drooping into the steaming shower of water. Her knees were dangling above the tiled floor and her ass stood in the air. Her lips were spread open; her inner lips and the entrance to her pussy had a reddish hue to them, testimony of the savagery that had taken place earlier. "Come on sweetie, up you go. You'd want to take that shower standing up now...It'll do you good." "Dios mio! That was insane! I've never done something like that before. My muscles...feel sore...el cono...that feels on fire!" "El cono huh? Well, let's get inside then and perhaps I might give it a soothing little kiss." They both entered the bathtub and stood under the shower head. The warm water felt soothing and refreshing after all those orgasms. Better yet were the sliding, soap covered hands roaming over warm skin. Soon enough, those roaming hands had re-ignited the embers. Nora, with a mischievous grin on her face, sat down cross-legged, her face on level with Anna's pubic hair. Catching quickly upon Nora's intent, Anna lifted one of her legs and let it stand on the lip of the bathtub. Nora greedily swooped in and latched her mouth onto Anna's protruding clit. Oh God this feels sublime, thought Anna. Then, she felt hands snaking up her legs; one hand palmed her butt while the other sent probing fingers inside her holes. Two went up her pussy, while another probed her back door. Anna felt like melting from all the heat and the warm water shooting from the shower head had nothing to do with it. It was a highly erotic setting; Anna had her eyes closed and all that could be heard were the sloshing sounds of Nora's fingers, the falling water and the soft sighs escaping her mouth. Nora sucked hard on her clit creating a maddening suction effect. As if that was not enough, her tongue twirled around Anna's button making her quake with pleasure. But what really did it for her, was the rhythmical pumping of the girl's fingers. Anna wasn't really a fan of anal pleasure; as a matter of fact this was the second time anything had gone up there. But this time, the triple assault on her crotch sent her overboard. Anna came and her orgasm hit her fast and hard. This was no gentle wave of pleasure; this was a frothing rogue wave which appeared without warning and tossed her like a twig in a hurricane. Just as quickly as she had crested the wave, she began her descent...literally speaking. Her legs buckled and she would have collapsed had it not been for Nora's steadying hands. She felt utterly spent; her chest was heaving trying desperately to fill her lungs with air and her heartbeat had gone haywire. Opening her eyes she saw Nora's face sporting a crooked grin; the little devil had enjoyed it and was having a laugh at her expense. "I'll get you for that you know..." "Not if I get you first!" "I was supposed to be eating you another two times and you turned the tables on me." "I'm here...haven't gone anywhere!" "God you're insatiable girl! Aren't you feeling it yet?" "Yeah I guess we should catch some sleep. I mean what? I'm about a year younger than you? Should be respectful of older people's needs. Sorry Anna, I shouldn't have been so hard on you." "Why you..." Anna playfully turned the shower head towards Nora and cranked up the cold water. Nora squealed as the cold water hit her breasts. A good old fashioned splashing contest took place with lots of laughing and funny banter being exchanged. Finally the water got really cold and they decided to make their exit. And not a moment too soon, as they heard noises downstairs. Wrapping their towels around them, they made a giggling dash towards Nora's room. There, a happy and blissful sleep enveloped the two girls as they snuggled into each other's arms. Leila Leila stood naked, her hair wrapped in a towel, in front of her wardrobe mirror. She was pondering on what to wear for her night out. Leila had spent a goodly amount of time in the shower making sure that her legs and armpits were baby smooth. Her pubic hair had been taken care of earlier on in the day with a visit to the waxing parlor. The pain had been excruciating but she had taken everything off. Leila was on a mission tonight; she wanted a hard, no-strings attached fuck to get Anna out of her system. Anna had probably gotten into her head because of her string of lousy boyfriends and lack of sex. Plus of course, they had been like best friends forever and her brain was playing tricks on her. What she needed, she reckoned, was a big night out combined with a random shag. She could already feel restless with a combination of nervousness and hornyness coursing through her. One-nighters weren't usually her thing; she tried to avoid them because you never knew with whom you'd end up in bed. But now, she couldn't care less. She needed a big fat cock in her snatch, or so she thought. With this mindset she proceeded to dress. Which was more of a euphemism with what she had chosen. The sole criteria with which her garments had been selected were so as not to get in the way. Her panties were a crotch-less thong; instead of the usual triangle of fabric upon which her pussy rested, there were two cords of lace resting on her outer lips. Essentially, she was going commando; the thing didn't even need to be pushed to the side to fuck. Then, on came her thigh high stockings; yes it was cold, but a pantyhose was only going to get in the way. There would be no bra; she was going to wear a one piece black, strapless dress with a bodice. It sat just below her stockings and had fluffy folds below her waist making it fairly easy to lift without having to take it off. The top made her look like a serving wench but that was the whole idea of the outfit. She would complement her attire with a black bolero jacket and stiletto, knee high black leather boots. High heels were always practical when it came to quick fucks because they tended to lift her ass higher relative to the guy's junk. She was just applying the last touch of mascara on her eyelashes when her intercom buzzed; her girl-pals from her lab had arrived with the cab. It was time to roll and she was smoking hot. "Hey girl! You look smashing tonight" chirped Felicia, a tall hulk of a woman with an impressive set of muscles. At the lab, Felicia looked and dressed like a boy. Tonight though, with her hair done up, her make on and a proper dress she looked quite pretty, if a bit on the butch side, Leila concluded. Then, there was Roberta, or Robbie as they called her. She was a red haired, milky white skin girl with elven grace. She usually wore jeans and black framed glasses in the lab, but tonight she wore a denim short skirt with a black velvet shirt on top; her legs looked really smashing. Plus, gone were the glasses, probably replace by contacts. Her hair was done in a shaggy pixie cut beautifully framing her elegant face. Last but not least was Elena; a Czech girl with model like proportions. She was the prettiest of them all, Leila reckoned. In the lab she was always well dressed and her hands, despite all the latex gloves they constantly wore on and off, were always perfectly manicured. Tonight she wore her sandy blonde hair in pigtails and her long legs were showcased by the black leather leggings she wore. Elena always got stares and wolf whistles in the street; in the lab the men didn't dare do that, they just contented themselves by undressing her with their eyes. She never seemed to mind or care about it though. The girl oozed an aura of invincibility and it showed. As they playfully bantered back and forth waiting for their cab to take them to their destination, Leila wondered why she had paid so much attention to the other girls' attire. Then her mind played a trick on her; she started picturing how each girl would look undressed. "No, no damnit, no! I refuse to play this game" she thought. She squeezed her eyes shut as if this would clear her mind of the intrusive thoughts. "Are you alright Leila? You look a bit pale." "I'm fine...just a momentary spasm or something...I'll be fine..." "You sure?" "Yeah, I'm fine guys...I'm on top of it, really." The venue they were headed for was the Tiger-Tiger, a very posh three floor restaurant-club-bar in the Manchester Printworks area. Dressing code was very strict and you could fairly easily be thrown out if the bouncers felt you weren't up to par or your behavior was rowdy. But they were four well-dressed gorgeous looking girls so that shouldn't be a problem. In fact, when Leila asked if they could bypass the queue the bouncer politely smiled, ushering them inside. Once there, they headed for the second floor where there was a maze of bars and dance floors. After settling in on their stand, Leila ordered a bottle of Bacardi rum for them plus the usual mixers. When that was finished, they ordered a pitcher of tequila sunrise, to be followed by tequila slammers in shot glasses. Leila's head was really woozy now but she was having great fun, laughing and flirting around. There was this muscular jock-type guy in a skin-tight black shirt milling about on the stand next to theirs. Normally bulky muscle guys weren't her thing, but tonight she was drunk, she was feeling horny and the guy reminded her of Tom Hardy in Warrior. They were trading glances all night long and when the rest of her friends sauntered off to dance, he came towards her. "Why is such a beautiful creature such as you all alone tonight?" "I'm not alone...I came here with my friends" giggled Leila, batting her eyelids at him, more drunk than she could perceive. "Care to dance?" "Okay!" They danced together provocatively; Leila ground her already leaking crotch on his muscled leg while he groped rather forcefully at her butt. They kissed; Leila felt one of his hands roughly grabbing her neck, while the other went underneath her dress. Strong and heavyset fingers found their way to her pussy and were shoved inside. It felt nice, but being touched elsewhere would have been nicer, Leila thought. Kissing was a bit poor, but his embrace was nice and strong and that felt good. "I want to fuck you" he hissed in her ear, biting her earlobe in the process. "Here?" she asked a bit dazed. "Men's toilets, let's go." Grabbing her hand they made their way through the maze of dark corridors and barged through a door. The surgical white light almost blinded Leila as her eyes tried to readjust. Tom, as she had labelled him in her mind, half pushed her, half shoved her in an empty cubicle. Unzipping his pants, he produced a semi-erect uncircumcised cock. With his hands he forced her on her knees. "Get it nice and wet for me" was his not so gentle command. Leila obliged; she took the purplish head tentatively in her mouth. Tom, grabbed her hair with one hand and practically rammed his hardening shaft down her throat. Leila gagged. "Owww...not so fast..." "Shut up bitch...suck it up like the nice little slut you are and if you're good enough I might fuck you." She gradually adjusted to his over-eager ramming, although the bobbing of her head combined with her alcohol overdose were making her vision blurry. "Get up! Hands on the wall!" "Shan't...shan't we use a condom? There's a condom dispenser just outside..." "Don't worry. I'm clean!" "But...I'm not...I don't have any protection..." Instead of an answer he slammed her upper body against the upper toilet and spread her legs. Leila felt her head spinning out of orbit as it hang over the toilet bowl. Without warning, she felt his hard shaft ramming her insides. "Owww" she yelped loudly. "Shut up bitch, you want us to get busted?" Not waiting for a reply he placed his hand on her mouth effectively muffling her up. Leila felt her vision blur. Tears were streaking from her eyes. Tom was fucking her painfully now. Her head was bursting with a headache and her stomach was lurching about as he shoved her back and forth. With a loud grunt Tom came; she could feel his sperm as shot after shot of his spunk plastered the walls of her pussy. Just as fast as he had gone in her, he withdrew with a large plopping sound. "You were a good little slut then," he offered with a sneer. Zipping up his pants he closed the cubicle door behind him with a slam. Leila stood there feeling warm liquid trickling from her pussy down her thighs. And that's when the panic crisis hit her. He had come inside her! Her chest started heaving as she hyperventilated. Then her stomach retched and vomit flew from her mouth towards the toilet bowl. Her knees buckled and her face nearly hit the toilet as she fell. She had to get out of there! She needed help! She needed a pharmacy! After her stomach finished emptying its contents she managed, with great effort to stand upright. Half stumbling, half lurching, she propped her body in front of the sink. Looking at the mirror she thought she saw a ghost; her hair was disheveled, her make-up was all over her face and her skin looked ghastly white. She rinsed her mouth as best as she could and grabbing some hand towels she swiped her pussy and thighs from that vile liquid. She felt like she wanted to die at that moment. She had never felt so humiliated and used in her whole life and it was all her fault she reasoned. Another panic attack crept upon her as her mind started to evaluate her predicament. He might have HIV, he might have all manners of STDs, I might be pregnant she thought and her stomach retched again. After round two of vomiting was over she managed to steel her nerves; she was strong, she had to get through this. She had to leave now and take matters into her hands. Cleaning herself up as best as she could she went out to find her friends to tell them that she was leaving. Her motor skills had gone haywire but she managed to zig-zag back to their stand. Not finding anyone there, she picked up her purse and texted her friends that she was not feeling well and that she'd go home. Come to think of it, it was way better that she avoid them, rather than humiliate herself in front of her colleagues. "What to do now? Hospital, I need to go to the hospital. I need help...Anna..." Anna Anna smiled as the chirping of a bird sound reached her ears. This was a most pleasant dream that she was having; she was sitting underneath a huge apple tree together with Nora, they were naked and they were biting at the same apple. The apple was bright red and juicy and droplets of its juice trickled down their chins. They would laugh and lick each other clean. But...hang on...why was this damned bird chirping so loudly? Wait, that wasn't a bird that was her cellphone. Opening her eyes she checked Nora's digital clock. It read 02:35 with big, red, shiny numbers. Who the fuck would call her at such an ungodly hour? "Make it stop, Annaaaa" said Nora with a whine. "Hang on...gotta check...perhaps it's the folks from home, they never get the time zones right." Checking the screen she saw Leila's familiar face flashing. "Yes?" she rasped with a hoarse voice. "Anna? Is that you?" she heard her friend say with a trembling voice. Flashing lights went off in her head; something was wrong. She sat upright on the bed silently beckoning to Nora the "shush" sign. She could hear sobbing on the other side of the phone. "Leila! Where are you? What happened?" "I...I need your help...I..." The sentence wasn't finished. Renewed bouts of crying and heaving interrupted Leila's speech. Anna could hear with horror as her friend puked her guts out. "Leila" she nearly shouted now. "Just calm down, I need to tell me where you are so I can come and get you." "I...I'm walking towards the University Hospital...I...I was raped..." Horror and pain flashed through Anna's head as she realized what she had just heard. "Oh no! No! That's terrible. Hang on, I'll be right there. Which street are you on?" "I think I'm on Upper Brook...the hospital's sidewalk..."