This is a work of lesbian fiction. If you are offended by lesbians in sexual situations, please read no further. All characters are completely fictional. (Lesbian High School)
Kylie Morreau was born a bombshell. Even her exotic, sexy name seemed to predict it at birth. Blonde-haired, buxom, blue-eyed, Kelly had been mesmerizing boys since she was in grade school. Kylie entered puberty at age 11, and never had an awkward stage. Not even for a day. She had never had any acne and her teeth were naturally white and perfectly formed.
By 7th grade, even high school boys began to pay attention to the blossoming beauty. In high school, Kylie was head cheerleader, and was elected Homecoming Queen and Prom Queen. She seemed miles beyond the reach of most high school boys, although she was unfailingly friendly to all. She also talked about a mysterious college boy from another city that she had met during the summer vacation before her junior year. No one had met him, but it all seemed plausible with her beauty.
It would be safe to say that all of the boys lusted after her, and many of the girls were jealous of her, as she had few intimate female friends. Kylie was a lonely high school queen, and couldn't wait for college to finally be able to spread her wings.
Kylie was an exceptional student, along with all of her physical gifts, and she was given a full academic scholarship to Cornell University where she earned her degree in Fashion Design. Although she loved her family, Kylie came into her own on the Ithaca, New York, Ivy League campus.
Kylie's father had passed away when she was just a toddler. Her mother eventually married a really nice man named Norman Masters, who treated her as every bit his own daughter. She loved her parents, and when she was 10 years old, a baby stepsister, Shannon, was born. The two girls adored each other from day one.
Unlike most teenagers, Kylie was never ashamed to have her little sister tagging along anywhere with her. She had arranged to have a miniature cheer squad outfit for 7-year-old Shannon, and she accompanied the squad onto the field as sort of a mascot during the football games. Even the most cynical of her classmates, or their scheming mothers, found their bond adorable and real.
Sometimes Kylie would even bring Shannon on dates with her, much to the disappointment of the boys who called at her door. Her stepfather, in particular, was happy when Kylie brought her little bodyguard along.
Shannon was 8 when Kylie went off to college. Both girls cried for a long time when Kylie left. Kylie genuinely made an effort to make the 3.000 mile trip to her California home as often as possible.
Upon graduating from Cornell, Kylie had partnered with another woman in building a successful Fashion House in Miami Beach. The pair specialized in beach clothing and Junior-wear fashions. Kylie would design the clothing, and Sybil, her partner would handle the business end. "Miami Beach Fashions, Inc." grew exponentially each year of business, and were in many of the best stores in America, as well as having a thriving online retail business of their own.
One day in early June, Kylie received a phone call from her mother. Her stepfather's mother was recovering from a serious operation and the two would like to go to Ohio to help her with her recovery. Unfortunately, they had no one to look after 17-year-old Shannon. Shannon's senior year of high school had just ended but Shannon needed to repeat a math class that summer in order to be eligible for a volleyball scholarship to Penn State. The situation was critical.
Without hesitating, Kylie agreed to stay with Shannon for as long as necessary, and would make arrangements to arrive in California in the next couple of days. She assured her mother that with her laptop and cellphone, she could work from anywhere. She also said, "Give Norm my love, he's got to be frantic."
As Kylie flew to California, she opened her laptop to look at some of the designs she was working on. She immediately shut the lid and began to think of her life back in California and the change that had occurred at age 18. She had met her eventual business partner while at Cornell. Pam was finishing her MBA. She was in her mid-thirties, confident, intelligent, and beautiful.
With no one there to judge their relationship it soon turned sexual. Kylie was a repressed lesbian, and had known it since her boobs had first begun to grow and she had refused to let any boys touch them. She had dated boys casually in high school, but, purposely, she had not allowed any of those relationships to go very far, even inventing the myth of a college boyfriend.
Kylie had not allowed herself any really close platonic high school girlfriends for fear of being outed. Looking back, she wondered why she had remained so stodgily in the closet, but still had yet to be honest with her own family.
Her relationship with Pam had morphed into more business and less sex over the years. Kylie was now 27, and enjoyed an active lesbian lifestyle with other pretty girls and women in Miami Beach.
The "handover" of Shannon went very easily. As the Uber driver pulled up to the San Fernando Valley home of the Masters' family, Kylie had only a brief time to spend with her parents before they had to head down to LAX. As Shannon and Kylie waved to their parents from the driveway, they hugged each other tightly. Their mother looked away as she began to tear up.
Shannon understood that Kylie was a grown woman now, with a successful career and all that it entailed, but was sad that Kylie had missed so much of her high school years. Shannon was an all-county setter in volleyball, and had earned a scholarship to a top national university. Shannon was now a beautiful, athletic-looking 5'6", with long blonde hair that went down the middle of her back. She tied it in an attractive ponytail when she played volleyball.
Shannon had been elected to the Homecoming court as a Princess, but not a Queen like her older stepsister. Shannon was considered one of the prettier girls in her high school, but would never be a "bombshell" like Kylie.
The two girls would enjoy their weekend together, with Shannon having some dread of returning to summer school the following Monday. She would have to improve her Algebra II grade to at least a B in order to return her scholarship. Math came hard for Shannon, and she just didn't "get" the coursework. Furthermore, her classes would be with Miss Togar, who had given her the D in the first place. Shannon felt that for some reason, Miss Togar simply didn't like her.
June in California is often overcast and cloudy. It is known locally as "the June gloom." Monday, however, was a sunny, unusually hot day.
Kylie had set up a makeshift work area in the living room, and had been working diligently on her computer working on new fashions for the following spring.
It was high noon and sweltering in the house. The Masters' had air conditioning, but Kylie had neglected to ask anyone how to turn it on. Kylie had changed into a small pair of athletic shorts and an old white cotton undershirt in order to unsuccessfully beat the heat.
The doorbell rang and Kylie rose to answer it. Standing at the door was a cute brunette around Shannon's age. Kylie did a double-take, and asked "Nikki?" It was Shannon's life-long best friend, Nicole Hill. The last time Kylie had seen her she was a somewhat awkward, gangly teen, and not the beautiful young girl standing before her.
Nikki instantly reminded Kylie of better days, and she enthusiastically lifted the teen off her feet with a giant bear hug. nearly crushing the slender teen with her large breasts. Forgetting herself, Kylie gave Nikki a friendly peck on the lips which startled the young brunette. "Hiya Kylie, I wasn't sure if you'd remember me." In fact, Nikki was thrilled by Kylie's enthusiastic reception. Kylie was almost a local celebrity in their little community.
"Not remember you, you're my sister's best friend. I used to take the two of you to the park and softball games when you were little." Nikki beamed at being so fondly remembered.
"Welcome back," Nikki said with a smile. "Is 'Shannie' home?" As a toddler, Nikki had been unable to pronounce Shannon, and "Shannie" had stuck.
"Oh, hon," Kylie said. "Shannon had summer school today." "Oh crud. I forgot," said Nikki. "It's so dang hot today. I wanted us to go in your pool," Nikki said disappointedly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you."
The two girls casually surveyed each other for a split second. Nikki was wearing a t-shirt that was cut off just below her breasts and showed off her flat, tan belly. She was also wearing just a pair of tiny shorts and flip-flops, a beach towel under her arm. No doubt Nikki had a bathing suit underneath her clothes. Nikki, Kylie thought, had turned into a very beautiful young girl.
Nikki, for her part, was trying to keep her eyes from bugging out of her head. Kylie was perhaps even more beautiful than she remembered. Kylie's white undershirt was sweaty, which made her large, round braless breasts almost transparent through the thin material. Kylie's tiny athletic shorts hugged every inch of her fit body. Nikki secretly hoped that Kylie would turn around so that she could see her bubble-butt.
Nikki had never thought of herself as a lesbian, and had a steady boyfriend, but looking at Kylie was somehow arousing. Kylie was so beautiful that it hurt.
Nikki returned to consciousness when Kylie replied, "It is really hot. A swim sounds really good. Why don't I join you?" Nikki's eyes lit up. "You know the way to the backyard. Go ahead and jump in. I'll change and be there in a minute."
Nikki walked in the house, and headed straight for the screen door to the backyard pool. She had been in it hundreds of times.
Kylie walked to the master bedroom to change into a bikini. She selected one that she had designed herself. Kylie watched Nikki through the bedroom window facing the pool. Nikki whipped off her half t-shirt and removed her shorts. Nikki was very tan and was wearing a brown bikini with boy shorts. Her breasts were on the small side but were perky.
Nikki had a very toned, muscular body for a 17-year-old, including washboard abs. Nikki and her little sister, Brenda, were avid "Valley surfers."
Nikki tugged at her swimsuit bottoms to keep them from riding up her crotch, and bundled her hair on top of her head. Standing poolside, she made an athletic dive into the deep end.
Kylie eventually emerged from the house with a towel, two bottles of water, sunscreen, and some nail polish. Kylie's black bikini was as small as was humanly possible, and BARELY covered the important parts. The bra was not much more than two triangularly shaped postage stamps that only covered the nipples. The bottoms were a tiny "V" that could only be worn by a woman with a completely shaved pubic area. Kylie was also wearing some wedge sandals which gave the illusion of longer legs.
Upon seeing Kylie, Nikki spit the water out of her mouth and involuntarily exclaimed, "Wow!" Kylie pretended that the teen was complimenting her bathing suit and not her incredible body. "Do you like it?" Kylie asked as she started to twirl, showing her perfectly formed bubble-butt protruding through the small T-back. "It's called the 'Rio,' I designed it myself. I can get you one if you'd like."
"Um, I don't think my mom would let me wear it," Nikki truthfully answered. Kylie laughed, and handled Nikki a bottled water. Her brown skin and brown hair were glistening in the water as she bobbed at the pools edge.
Kylie very slowly entered the water from the shallow end steps. Kylie wanted Nikki to be able to drink in a long view of her body. Kylie didn't know if anything would happen with the fully-grown teenager this afternoon. Kylie would never force Shannon's best friend, but she would Nikki every opportunity to say, "Yes."
Kylie dog paddled around the pool, careful not submerge her hair and makeup. The pair caught up with current doings of the other, and reminisced about the past. Kylie was impressed that Nikki was going to Cal Poly San Luis Obispo to study Engineering. Kylie hadn't always thought of Nikki as a very good student. She mused that Nikki's brain and her body were showing a lot of growth.
Suddenly Kylie swam behind Nikki and held her tightly at the waist with her large boobs burrowing in Nikki's back, and said, "Do you remember when I would grab you and Shannon and throw you in the pool?" Both laughed at the remembrance. Kylie had noticed that Nikki's arms and shoulder have broken out with goosebumps with her touch.
Nikki was getting turned on, but tried to dismiss these subtle hints as just figments of her young imagination. Before today she had never give much thought into engaging in lesbian sex. Sure, she and Shannon had kissed each other during slumber parties and had seen each other naked when dressing or undressing together, but she had never seriously wanted to suck boobs or eat pussy before today.
Nikki thought of her little sister, Brenda. Brenda had a very vocal schoolgirl crush on Shannon for years. Now 13, and preparing for high school. the unrequited crush was becoming more real. Brenda felt sure that she loved Shannon. Shannon loved Brenda like her own little sister and tried not to lead her on when they were together.
Nikki's thoughts were elsewhere before Kylie said something undecipherable to the teen as she exited the pool. Nikki thought Kylie looked even better wet. The back of Kylie's T-back bikini had now completely crawled up her ass.
Nikki continued treading water as Kylie began to dry of and sat on a chaise lounge. Kylie removed her top and began rubbing sunscreen on her long legs. Again, Nikki nearly spit up at the sight. Kylie's boobs were big, round, and natural. They stood proudly upright, with light brown nipples and nickel-sized areola.
Kylie was very aware that Nikki's eyes had never left her. Kylie began applying red finger polish to her nails when suddenly she let out a "Damn!" Nikki was startled. Kylie began to speak.
"Nikki, honey, I forgot to put sunscreen on my back and now my nails are wet. Can you do me a big favor and rub some sunscreen on my shoulders and back?"
Nikki was happy to oblige. If nothing else, it would afford Nikki a closer look at Kylie's tits. Nikki dried herself off and reached for the sunscreen. Kylie leaned over and turned her back to Nikki, who applied liberal amounts of the liquid and Kylie's smooth back and shoulders. Nikki tried to hide the fact that she was getting turned on.
Putting the bottle down, Nikki was about to return to the pool. The favor done.
Kylie then said, "Wait. You didn't get get my front." As Kylie quickly stood up, her big tan boobs bounced seductively. Nikki looked at Kylie's boobs and took a big gulp of air. Nikki applied the sunscreen generously over every part of Kylie's frontside except her actual boobs.
When Nikki had a big glob of sunscreen in her hands, Kylie said: "Don't be shy," and she grabbed Nikki's hand and placed it directly on one of breasts and began moving Nikki's hand to rub it deeply in. Nikki found that she was unable to speak. Kylie asked, "Doesn't that feel good?" Nikki could only nod her head. Kylie continued to speak to the suddenly-mute teenager as she continued to rub Nikki's hand across her full breasts.
"Nikki, you've certainly become a beautiful young woman. Do you think I'm pretty too?" Nikki could only nod her head, she had turned a bright red hue. "Nikki, can I ask you if you've ever been with a girl?" Nikki slowly shook her head "no." Kylie was a little surprised, she had assumed that after all of these years that Nikki and Shannon had fooled around some.
"Well, I don't want to pressure you, but would you like to make love with me?" Nikki again could only nod her head. Kylie hugged the teen and pressed her naked boobs against Nikki's bathing suit top and gave her a passionate kiss.
The Masters' house had a small outdoor shower stall for one. Kylie instructed Nikki to shower off the chlorine, but not to take off her bathing suit. Kylie then did the same. The two girls toweled themselves dry as they walked hand in hand to the large suburban bedroom.
Still wearing her small brown bathing suit, Nikki was placed by Kylie in front of the foot of the bed. Kylie sat at the foot of the bed and inserted her hand in her tiny bikini bottoms as she gazed at the pretty brunette teen.
Kylie instructed Nikki to remove her top. Nikki's breasts were small but perky. Kylie wet her fingers and reached over to gently trace her hands over them. Nikki's nipples became instantly erect at Kylie's touch. Kylie licked her fingers again and began gently squeezing and twisting Nikki's brown nipples. Nikki sighed with delight. "What was happening?" she asked herself.
Kylie then instructed Nikki to move forward and remove Kylie's bikini bottoms. Kylie spread her legs wide, affording Nikki a bird's eye view of her beautiful, shaved pussy. Kylie began to masturbate with more rapidity. Nikki's couldn't decide whether to look at Kylie's breasts or her pussy.
Finally, Nikki was instructed to remove her brown boy short swimsuit bottoms. Kylie ran her hands sensuously up and down Nikki's brown-haired pubic area. Nikki shuddered at Kylie's touch and kneeled before her.
Kylie brought the 17-year-old into her body and held her tightly, caressing her young, firm ass. Nikki began to take some initiative, she first kissed Kylie deeply, running her hands through her beautiful blonde hair, then took one breast into her mouth while massaging the other with her hand. It was heaven for the teen. She had never imagined that sex could be anything like this.
Kylie positioned Nikki on the bed with her knees pointed upwards. Kylie began to lick and caress Nikki's breasts and began to work her tongue down Nikki's young body. Kylie ended with her head between Nikki's legs. She kissed and licked Nikki's thighs until her pussy was soaked.
With Nikki's anticipation at a fever pitch, Kylie entered Nikki's pretty vagina with a frenzy. Nikki screamed with surprise at her never before experienced ecstasy. Kylie alternated her tongue with her fingers, and sometimes inserted both. Nikki's orgasms were rapid, and they seemed to consume her entire body. Nikki's back arched with pleasure.
Kylie looked up at the clock. Shannon would be back from summer school before too long. Kylie moved to rest her back on the headboard. Kylie cradled Nikki like a baby. Nikki suckled one of Kylie's large breasts and wished that she could somehow swallow it whole.
Kylie petted Nikki's brown pelt of a pussy and wished that the teen could somehow stay all night. She had many more treats to share with her young conquest.
Kylie reminded Nikki that her friend would be home soon and seeing them together having sex would be hard to explain.
As Nikki rose to get dressed Kylie playfully slapped her ass and told her that she'd like to continue their playtime again sometime soon.
As Nikki walked home, she asked herself if she was now a lesbian or at a minimum bisexual? Nikki was very confused. The only one that she could talk to was Shannon, but she certainly couldn't tell her that her beloved older sister had just gobbled on her pussy... and it was fantastic!
Nikki would return often to have sex with Kylie while Shannon was engaged at summer school. It would be their summer secret.
Days later, Shannon was hanging around Nikki's living room. Naturally, Brenda, Nikki's 13-year-old little sister was in tow. Shannon thought that Nikki was acting oddly and avoiding eye contact. This was weird.
Brenda took the opportunity to sidle up close to Shannon on the couch. Brenda was a bold and brash 13-year-old. She said what she thought, regardless of the potential consequences. She had professed her attraction to girls at the age of 10 and truly didn't give a damn what anyone thought about it. Brenda had a particular attraction to her older sister's best friend, Shannon.
Brenda wanted to look her seductive best for Shannon. She wore a pink print halter top. Her little nipples poked brazenly through the fabric. Brenda's midriff was flat and tan from surfing, and she wore a little pair of white shorts to show off her long, slender legs and firm, tiny ass. Brenda's hair was done up in two cute, golden-blonde pigtail braids. Brenda was jailbait personified.
Putting her arm around 17-year-old Shannon, Brenda asked: "Where do you think we'll live when we get married?" Shannon rolled her eyes at Nikki and removed Brenda's arm. Brenda was undeterred: "How many kids should we have, Shannon?"
That was enough for Nikki: "God damnit, quit hitting on Shannon!" Shannon and Brenda laughed. Shannon had assumed that Brenda was simply suffering from a case of same-sex puppy love, but worried that there was something truly deep behind it, so she was careful not to truly hurt Brenda's feelings.
The truth was that Shannon was flattered by Brenda's attention. With her blonde pigtails and button nose, she was certainly a little cutie. Frankly, Shannon didn't know how she felt about girls. They were certainly nicer and softer than the dopey boys she had to deal with at school who seemed only interested in getting in her pants.
Brenda and Nikki belonged to a local valley surfer girl clique. The girls were a little too rough for Shannon's tastes. Shannon was genuinely concerned that little Brenda would someday find her head between the legs of one of the older surfer girls. She had warned Nikki of such, and Nikki made it a point to watch out for her little sister.
Shannon then began to talk to Nikki about what was going on in her life. She hated having to go to summer school, and that Miss Togar was a real bitch, and really seemed to have it out for her and she didn't know why. Shannon also said, hopefully, that Kylie was really trying to tutor her in Algebra II, and it was actually beginning to make some sense.
Brenda piped up, "I heard that Kylie's in town. I heard that she's supposed to have been the hottest girl that ever-attended Buena Vista high school." Shannon had heard it said a million times, so she simply replied "Yep."
"I've never seen her. I mean I've never met her. Can I?" "Oh, I'm sure that can be arranged," said Shannon, and she pinched Brenda's nose, playfully. Brenda blushed. She had set a genuine goal of letting Shannon take her virginity before heading off to college. For Brenda, her love was real.
Kylie and Shannon were sitting at the kitchen table diligently going over Shannon's Algebra II homework. Kylie was a patient tutor, and the subject was beginning to finally make sense to Shannon. Kylie was impressed with how hard Shannon was working and that she recognized how critical it was that this grade get raised. Failing would undoubtedly blow her volleyball scholarship to Penn State.
Kylie patted Shannon's head affectionately after Shannon successfully completed a math problem. Kylie called for a ten-minute soda break.
Shannon let out a loud exhale and thanked her sister for her help, as it seemed to be working. She also complained that "Miss Togar was a bitch and seemed to have it out for her." Kylie was not overly sympathetic. "In a few weeks you'll never have to see her again. If the work is correct, she can't fail you. There is nothing subjective about math," Kylie reasoned.
Suddenly the name "Togar" flashed in Kylie's head. "Is that Carolyn Togar? Is she about my age?" Shannon nodded. "Hmmm," Kylie thought. Carolyn Togar had been on the cheerleading squad with Kylie. Carolyn always seemed to finish second when Kylie finished first. Kylie had been the Queen. Carolyn had been the Princess.
While other girls may have been secretly jealous of Kylie, who was nice with everyone, Carolyn was an overt rival. Carolyn was very pretty, but the other girls considered her a "bitch" of the first degree. Kylie hadn't thought much of her since her high school graduation.
Kylie had to be sure that "Miss Togar" was not trying to take out her animosity on her little sister. Kylie would arrange for a private meeting.
The next day, Miss Togar received a note that Shannon Masters' guardian, Kylie Morreau, wanted to speak with her at her earliest convenience. A phone number was written on the note.
As much as she didn't want to make the call, school policy was that a teacher couldn't refuse to comply with an inquiry from a parent or guardian. As the school secretary had written the note, Kylie would have all the proof she needed to make her life miserable with the school principal if she blew off her old rival.
Carolyn Togar called Kylie at 4:00 p.m. and both feigned friendliness. Kylie said that she was acting as Shannon's guardian while her parents were in Ohio taking care of an ill relative. Kylie requested a face-to-face meeting with Carolyn at her earliest convenience to review Shannon's school work, and to work on any deficiencies that still needed to be addressed.
Carolyn suggested that they meet after school let out the following day. Carolyn said that she had some important errands to run immediately afterward, and suggested that Carolyn meet her at her home at 5:00 p.m. Carolyn thought a home meeting odd, but quickly agreed as time was of the essence.
Kylie arrived at Carolyn's home the next day promptly at 5:00 p.m. She was dressed primly in a navy-blue business suit. Kylie was surprised that Carolyn was wearing a long silk robe. Carolyn apologized about her attire and said that she had been held up with an errand and had been in the process of changing clothes when the doorbell rang.
Kylie said that Carolyn's attire was fine, but if she wanted to continue changing clothes that would also be fine. Carolyn invited Kylie to sit down and offered her a glass of wine since she was off-hours. Carolyn politely declined while Carolyn poured herself a glass.
There was silence for a while until Carolyn broke the ice by congratulating Kylie on her successful business. Carolyn returned the compliment by saying how valuable educators were to the whole of society. The two now-adult women were trying to play nice.
Kylie asked Carolyn about Shannon's school work, and Carolyn was quick to say that there had been a marked improvement of late. Kylie explained that she was working with Shannon every night tutoring her. Carolyn also said that her demeanor had improved as well. During the prior semester she had acted out when frustrated and had never reached out for help.
Carolyn then dropped what had been unsaid for all of these years: "Kylie I know we weren't the best of friends in high school, but I would never, ever take it out on your sister. Frankly, with your different last names I hadn't even put two and two together." She laughed, "Pretty bad for a math teacher."
Carolyn continued, "I want to apologize for my behavior back then. I'm in a better place now. To be completely honest, I had feelings for girls then that I didn't know how to deal with. I'm now comfortable with who and what I am, and I'm O.K. with it."
Kylie shocked Carolyn with her three-word admission, "I can relate." The two looked at each other and the wheels began to spin in Carolyn's head. "No wonder you never had a steady boyfriend. Boys were all over you, yet you seemed to just dismiss them." Kylie nodded.
Carolyn continued, "You were just so beautiful, and I wanted to be with you, but I knew that I couldn't."
Kylie said, "You were and still are beautiful. Any woman would be happy to be with you. I just didn't want to be found out in high school. I don't know what the repercussions might have been, but I was afraid to find out." Kylie moved to the couch and the two hugged. Years of bad feelings seemed to melt away. Kylie took Carolyn's hand and gave her a sympathetic kiss. Carolyn sighed with over a dozen years of unrequited lust.
Carolyn opened her robe to expose her bare breasts. Kylie gently touched them before Carolyn led Kylie to her bedroom. The two girls were indeed the two prettiest girls at Buena Vista high school and were just as attractive today. Each marveled at the naked body of the other, and explored excitedly with their hands and tongues.
The once-rivals made love like the grown women that they now were, and took it slow and passionately, making up for years of lost time.
As Kylie got dressed, the two exchanged a final open-mouth kiss. Carolyn handed a list of things that Kylie could work with Shannon on at home. Carolyn assured Kylie that if Shannon continued to improve with her schoolwork, an acceptable grade would be assured to the admissions staff at Penn State.
Nikki could no longer keep a secret from her best friend, Shannon. She admitted that she and Kylie had made love several times while Shannon was at summer school. It had been completely consensual by both, and Nikki openly wondered if she was now bisexual or a lesbian?
Nikki had broken up with her steady boyfriend, Rudy. Nikki had never enjoyed sex with Rudy, nor his constant pawing. His sloppy, sticky lovemaking was "Wham-Bam and Over" in what seemed like seconds. Nikki let him down easy by saying that a long-distance relationship would be impossible with her going off to Cal Poly in only a matter of weeks.
Shannon confessed her feelings for girls too, particularly Brenda, Nikki's 13-year-old sister. For some time Shannon had wanted to hold her and kiss her, and she felt deeply ashamed because of her young age. Shannon began to cry. She hoped that Nikki wouldn't hate her and was even more confused as she had sexual feelings for Nikki as well, and soon they would be separated by nearly 3,000 miles.
Nikki wiped the tears from Shannon's eyes and said that she had been afraid to tell Shannon about her and Kylie. She knew that their ten-year difference in age was insurmountable, and that she would soon be returning to Florida. The sex had been unbelievable, but she knew it was lust and not love.
Both girls told each other that they loved one another, and nothing could break them up as best friends. Not distance, not other lovers, nothing.
So, what were the girls to do?
The End of Part 1. Please stay tuned for more.
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