LAURIE PARTRIDGE
This is a work of lesbian celebrity fiction. All of the character names are used without permission from the ABC-TV series, The Partridge Family (1970-1974), including guest stars who appeared in actual episodes. The sexual scenarios existed only in the imagination of the author. If you are offended by lesbian sexual situations involving teenage girls with older women and each other, please stop reading immediately.
Laurie Partridge was played by Susan Dey; Shirley Partridge was played by Shirley Jones; Keith Partridge was played by David Cassidy; Reuben Kincaid was played by Dave Madden; Younger siblings, Danny, Chris, and Tracy Partridge were played by Danny Bonaduce, Brian Forster, and Suzzane Crough respectively. Johanna Houser was played by Cheryl Ladd, then known as Cheryl Stoppelmoor. Bonnie Kleinschmidt was played by Elaine Giftos. Gloria Hickey was played by Patti Cohoon.
(Lesbian Celebrity)
It was the summer of 1972. Pretty, dark-haired, Laurie Partridge walked into the local San Pueblo office of the McGovern for President campaign. Although Laurie was mainly interested in environmental issues and women's rights, the 16-year-old, like most young people, wanted to end the war in Vietnam as quickly as possible.
Looking at the various pamphlets, posters, and information sheets touting the South Dakota senator, Laurie was approached by a stunningly beautiful blonde, who appeared to be of college age.
"Are you for McGovern?" the pretty blonde asked Laurie. "Yes," Laurie answered cheerfully. She then admitted that she was too young to vote.
The attractive blonde had heard this too many times before. Even though then 26th Amendment had lowered the voting age to 18 in time for the 1972 election, it seemed that many of the most interested and committed were too young to vote. Their older siblings seemed preoccupied with other things.
"My name's Johanna," said the fresh-faced blonde. "I'm Laurie," the teenager said, extending a friendly hand. Johanna immediately recognized the slender, greenish-blue-eyed girl as a member of the family pop group, the Partridge Family.
Johanna Houser was a 21-year-old student at San Pueblo Junior College, and had been assigned by the McGovern campaign to set up a headquarters in the small, Northern California town, near Napa. Johanna considered herself a liberal, disassociating herself from some of the more radical elements at the time. Johanna didn't want to blow up America, she wanted to make it better.
San Pueblo was a conservative town, and Johanna was having trouble enticing actual voters inside her modest, storefront campaign headquarters. Johanna was becoming increasingly aware with each passing day that San Pueblo would be voting solidly for California native son, Richard Nixon, in November.
A few curious boys had come into the local headquarters to gawk at the attractive, big-breasted blonde in her short skirts and tight blouses. The testosterone-filled boys would have been very surprised to learn that the ardent, college "women's libber" preferred to make love with woman and girls.
Laurie Partridge had the gorgeous face and enchanting eyes of a teenage fashion model. To her own disappointment, she felt that she also had the preadolescent body of a 12-year-old boy.
At 5'7" she thought herself far too tall and skinny. Her still-maturing boobs and butt hadn't caught up with her waiflike body, unlike some of the other pretty girls her age. Participating in publicity photo shoots, album covers, and television appearances only made the 16-year-old feel gawkier and more insecure.
More of an Eagles and Neil Young fan, Johanna didn't consider herself an enthusiast of the Partridge Family, but couldn't deny that some of the songs that she heard on the radio were "catchy," and she sometimes found herself singing along.
The singular thing that most appealed to Johanna about the Partridge Family was their pretty, long-haired organist, Laurie. Walking through the aisles of her local record store, Johanna would often linger while looking at the Partridge Family record covers, and Laurie's pictures in the teenage fan magazines. San Pueblo was a small town, and sometimes Johanna would see the dark-haired teenager walking on the street, often with one or more of her musical siblings. The college girl had never introduced herself to the eldest Partridge girl.
Truth be told, Johanna would sometimes fantasize that pretty Laurie was lying beneath her while she was fucking one of the dykish-looking one-night stands that the pretty blonde sometimes engaged in on the junior college campus.
"Laurie, God knows that I could use some help around here. Would you ever consider volunteering during your free time?"
The teenager didn't hesitate. "That would be great, she said with a wide smile." Johanna hugged the pretty teenager, pressing her braless 34-C breasts into Laurie's diminutive chest. Laurie felt an odd tingling coursing through her body as she hugged the beautiful, older girl, who stood at maybe 5'4".
Johanna immediately set in motion her plan to seduce the attractive, slenderly-built pop musician.
Laurie arrived promptly at 10:00 a.m. the next morning, just as Johanna was opening the campaign headquarters door. The gorgeous blonde was wearing a tiny minidress, and looked like she had just stepped out of the pages of Playboy magazine,
Johanna showed the slender 16-year-old around the small office and had her restack the campaign materials. With her strong flair for design, Laurie moved the paper literature, bumper stickers and buttons so that they were more visually appealing to someone walking through the storefront door.
As Laurie was bending over the table, Johanna put her hand around Laurie's tiny waist, and effusively complimented the 16-year-old on the wonderful job that she was doing. Laurie blushed visibly at the compliment and Johanna's gentle touch. Her own family members rarely took her political passions seriously.
Laurie waited a couple of days before confessing to Johanna that she was a member of the Partridge Family musical group, and that she could be called away unexpectedly to perform a concert, make a personal appearance, or participate in a publicity photo shoot. The group, however, practiced in the evenings, telling Johanna that rehearsals wouldn't interfere with Laurie's duties at the campaign headquarters.
Johanna reassuringly touched the pretty teen's shoulder, saying that she was perfectly comfortable with the situation, and was grateful for any help that Laurie could provide.
Laurie was then surprised when Johanna confessed that she had always known who Laurie was, but wanted Laurie to tell her story herself. This time it was Laurie who hugged the pretty blonde, thanking her for her understanding. The teenager felt the same tingle coursing through her body. But this time, she oddly hoped that Johanna would kiss her. "That's strange," Laurie thought to herself.
Laurie had begun to emulate the sexy, mini-skirted, tight-bloused look of her beautiful blonde mentor. Laurie's legs were long, and exceptionally slender, but not at all unattractive. The short skirt barely covered Laurie's ass, so she was extra careful whenever she needed to bend at the waist. Laurie was also self-conscious that her 32-A breasts looked disappointingly meager when compared to Johanna's Playboy Playmate-sized boobs, even with Laurie cheating by wearing a padded bra.
Laurie's older brother, Keith, wandered into the storefront headquarters, alerted by Laurie's descriptions of the beautiful, blonde-haired, college girl.
Only 18, Keith was almost girlish-looking, but there was no denying that the popular singer was a pussy magnet. His mother had to finally sit the horny boy down to implore him to always use condoms, and to try to concentrate his sexual desires on girls and women older than 18-years-old. The family didn't need a scandal. On the road, younger brother, Danny, had lined his pockets by "disappearing" for an hour or two from their shared hotel room.
Keith cocksurely swaggered into the headquarters. His bell-bottom jeans were exceptionally tight, and a prominent bulge was clearly visible in his crotch area.
Keith's open flirting with Johanna went absolutely nowhere, much to Laurie's delight. The disappointed young man exited the campaign headquarters with his tail between his legs.
Laurie was now laughing, and said to Johanna, "He's not used to getting turned down like that. Even I have to admit that he's a pretty good-looking guy." Johanna turned to Laurie and said unexpectedly, "He's not as good-looking as you." Pressing her gorgeous body into Laurie's, Johanna softly kissed the dark-haired 16-year-old on the lips.
Laurie's surprised eyes were now as big as saucers, but she did absolutely nothing to resist the big-breasted 21-year-old, recognizing the familiar tingling feeling running throughout her young body.
Laurie had never had a real boyfriend, blaming it on her houseful of intruding siblings, and the fear that some boys might only be interested in her fame and presumed fortune. Laurie was a terribly insecure teenager, and refused to believe that any boys were really interested in her "flat as a board," underdeveloped "bod."
While Johanna kissed her, a slow-motion movie was playing in Laurie's head. Something that Laurie had failed to grasp until that moment. During concerts and personal appearances, Laurie was always more focused and interested in the pretty, female fans of the group. While she believed that most were "hot" for her brother, Keith, Laurie had nevertheless felt odd "vibes" from some of the attractive teenage girls, and even from some of their mothers. Had she suppressed her feelings for girls all of this time?
Looking back at Johanna, who seemed to be waiting for a reaction, Laurie surprised the 21-year-old by wrapping her arms around the blonde, junior college student, and giving Johanna an ardent, open-mouthed kiss. It was the first grown-up kiss of Laurie's life.
From that day forward, Laurie's life would be forever changed.
Johanna felt a little awkward around Laurie the next day, after all, the teenager was only 16. "I hope I didn't freak you out?" Johanna apologized. "Not at all," Laurie said. "In fact, I thought it was pretty groovy," Laurie said with a broad smile. Closing the office door, Laurie wrapped her arms around the blonde-haired college girl, and the two began to passionately kiss. Both girls allowed their inquisitive hands to explore the clothed body of the other, but they had to break things off when the newspaper boy entered from the front door.
Two days after the kissing incident, Johanna was visited unannounced by a short-haired woman from McGovern headquarters in San Francisco. Johanna seemed to know the woman, who appeared to be not quite 30. The two women repaired to the tiny office and closed the door. Johanna sat at the edge of the desk, crossing her ankles tightly in her tiny minidress.
"How's it going?" Barbara Richardson asked. The plain-looking woman was not wearing any makeup on her face, and was wearing an unflattering tweed skirt. Despite her comparatively young age, grey streaks were already beginning to show in her mousy-brown hair.
"Not so great," Johanna replied. Johanna related that several hours would sometimes elapse before anyone entered the storefront headquarters. "I think we're in the middle of `Tricky Dick' country," Johanna said. Barbara had heard the same things from almost all of the campaign headquarters outside of San Francisco, Oakland, and Berkeley. Staunch traditional Democrats who had voted for Hubert Humphrey in the California primary were withholding their donations to the DNC, and were threatening to stay home on election day, or even vote for Nixon!
Receiving her expected disappointing answer, Barbara got down to what she had really come to San Pueblo for. Extending her greedy hands, she began to fondle Johanna's braless, 34-C breasts. Attempting to kiss the pretty blonde, the woman said, "Why don't we disappear for a while? I don't need to be back in the city until tonight."
Some weeks earlier, when it had become apparent that McGovern would be the Democratic nominee, Johanna had reluctantly surrendered her alluring body to the San Francisco lesbian in exchange for her own headquarters in San Pueblo. It had been a mistake, and the sex with the mannish-looking woman had been rough and unpleasant.
"I can't," pleaded Johanna. "I, uh, have a girlfriend," the blonde 21-year-old said, looking in the general direction of Laurie through the frosted glass office windows. Barbara was undeterred, and both hands were now eagerly squeezing Johanna's ample breasts.
"That young girl?" Barbara sputtered, "Why, she's just a teenager," the older lesbian said dismissively. Johanna didn't say anything, but managed to pry Barbara's busy hands off of her boobs before opening the office door.
Barbara had no idea who Laurie Partridge was, but as she took a long, hard look at the skinny, long-legged girl, who couldn't have been older than 15 or 16, she thanked Laurie for volunteering for McGovern, and walked out of the campaign headquarters. Barbara didn't want word to get back to San Francisco that she had been hitting on the female campaign workers.
Laurie looked back at Johanna, who had an exasperated expression on her face that said, "Don't ask."
Frazzled by being unexpectedly felt up by her former one-night stand lover, Johanna suggested that they close the office for the day, and go back to Johanna's apartment for some cold Coca Cola's on the hot afternoon.
Hopping in Johanna's beat-up VW Bug, the two pretty girls headed for Johanna's apartment, which was located near the junior college campus. San Pueblo was a small town, and they arrived in minutes.
Johanna's apartment seemed to Laurie not much bigger than the garage where her family rehearsed their music. There was no visible bed, and only a tiny bathroom. Laurie assumed that the bed might come down from the wall, or perhaps fold-out from the couch. "Why am I thinking about a bed?" Laurie asked herself.
There was almost no food in Johanna's refrigerator, but plenty of Coca Cola and Tab sodas. Not needing to count calories, the waifishly-thin 16-year-old opted for a Coke.
Lowering the shades, and pulling out a hollowed-out book, Johanna returned with her modest "stash." Laurie, always a bookish square, had never smoked marijuana before, but was anxious to appear as the "hip" Rockstar, that she obviously wasn't.
Laurie was wearing a paisley blouse and appliqued bell-bottom jeans on that exceptionally hot day. Johanna was attired in one of her eye-popping, short minidresses.
"It's so damn hot, do you mind if I get comfortable?" Johanna asked Laurie. Without waiting for an answer, Johanna lifted her minidress over her head. Wearing neither nylons nor a bra, the big-breasted 21-year-old sat topless on the couch next to the now-nervous 16-year-old pop musician.
Sipping on her Coke, Laurie watched with interest as her sexy, topless, 21-year-old friend rolled a joint. Laurie had never seen boobs quite as firm, upright, and impressive as Johanna's. Laurie had once stumbled upon her mother exiting the shower, but even her boobs couldn't match Johanna's.
Laurie could feel her heart beating quickly as the 21-year-old lit the roach, and took the first "hit." Passing the joint to Laurie, the 16-year-old took an awkward drag, causing her to cough loudly. Johanna laughed, but encouraged Laurie to try again.
The two girls finished the joint until it was a tiny nub. Laurie was fuzzy-headed as never before in her young life. Lying on the couch, Laurie failed to notice that Johanna was lifting and unbuttoning the teenager's paisley blouse.
With her modest, 32-A breasts, Laurie rarely wore a bra. Johanna's eager hands were now excitedly traversing the Laurie's bare, slender chest. Too buzzed to resist, not that she wanted to, Laurie smiled as the beautiful blonde appreciatively felt up her little boobs, pausing to playfully pinch and squeeze Laurie's brown nipples.
Johanna's busy hands were soon joined by her active lips and tongue, which descended upon Laurie's diminutive boobs. Laurie stroked Johanna's blonde hair as the older girl sucked and licked the organ player's small, teenage breasts.
"Kiss me," Laurie managed to utter. Johanna needed no further encouragement, working her avid tongue into the 16-year-old's mouth, and slathering parts of Laurie's face and lips with her wet saliva.
Pulling Laurie's jeans down her long, inert legs proved no easy task for Johanna.
With the teenager realizing that she was now wearing nothing but a pair of bikini panties, Laurie instinctively tried to shield her nearly-naked body, as Johanna tugged at Laurie's panties. The 16-year-old offered little tangible defense.
Positioning herself atop the lanky, 5'7" brunette on the couch, Johanna kissed the teenager passionately. Laurie eagerly opened her mouth for the 21-year-old's spirited tongue-kisses. Johanna's inquisitive hands continued to explore Laurie's A-cup booblets. After weeks of working together, Johanna was finally getting the opportunity to pull, pinch, and twist the dusty-rose colored nipples of the young popstar.
Laurie was now completely naked. Her bushy, dark-haired pubic area was as thick as a grown woman's. Johanna eagerly ran her curious hand along Laurie's nether region, causing the 16-year to tremble with both fear and anticipation.
With her hand in Laurie's crotch, the beautiful 21-year-old dangled one of her 34-C breasts just above Laurie's mouth. The teenager gamely took the bait, licking and sucking the first female breast of her young life. Laurie's hands gently stroked Johanna's smooth back as she pressed the large breast into her avid mouth.
Rather than eating Laurie's pussy, Johanna opened Laurie's legs and inserted her hourglass lower torso between the high school girl's quivering legs. From the missionary position, Johanna began to push and grind her hips into Laurie's pussy, eventually forcefully pile-driving the pretty, 16-year-old girl's crotch.
Laurie's greenish-blue eyes were closed when the beautiful blonde finally began to bore into the teenager's pussy with her excited fingers and tongue. Laurie's legs involuntarily rose at being penetrated for the first time, and she quickly experienced her first orgasm. Johanna didn't finish performing cunnilingus until Laurie experienced two more.
Moving the naked teenager onto the carpeted floor, Johanna laid beside the slender, naked, 16-year-old. "That was really groovy," Laurie said, describing her first girl-girl experience. "I'm glad you liked it," Johanna said, leaning in to tongue-kiss the dark-haired teenager, while continuing to rub Laurie's A-cup boobs.
"Can I try?" Laurie asked. Johanna turned to lay flat on her back, her long blonde hair askew. Laurie began to kiss, lick, and suck on the 21-year-old's firm, Playboy Playmate-like breasts. Johanna pressed Laurie's young face deep into her bounteous chest. Laurie's eager tongue excited Johanna's erect pink nipples.
Looking at the pretty, pop singer, Johanna vowed to never again submit to the mannish-looking dykes who constantly hit on her at the women's center, and her liberal political clubs. Caressing Laurie's smooth skin, Johanna was repulsed by the thought of the hairy legs and bodies of the predatory lesbians who called themselves feminists.
Laurie would eat her first pussy that day. Returning home, she felt her mother and every one of her siblings would be able to tell that she had been having lesbian sex. None paid any abnormal attention to her, which encouraged the teenager's sexual desires.
Laurie and Johanna would often spend their summer after-office hours making love with each other. Laurie would soon discover that Johanna's lumpy bed had to be lifted out of the couch.
41-year-old Partridge Family manager, Reuben Kincaid, fancied himself a bit of a swinger in the show business scene of 1972. Reuben had an odd personal duality, acting as a sort of surrogate father for the younger Partridge kids, while actively chasing younger women, to the amusement of Laurie and Shirley.
With the exception of 29-year-old airline stewardess, Bonnie Kleinschmidt, Reuben preferred one-night stands, with no commitments. With Bonnie often traveling for her job, Reuben had plenty of time for other girls, and Bonnie didn't seem to have a problem with the arrangement.
In reality, Bonnie was the real swinger. The attractive brunette had boyfriends around the country, and even occasionally persuaded a girl or two into her bed. Easily welcomed into the Partridge brood, Bonnie resisted fucking Keith, thinking it might ruin Reuben's relationship with the young singer.
Laurie was another matter, Bonnie was highly attracted to the high school girl, but figured the situation impossible, and didn't get any mutual girl-girl feelings from Laurie. That left Shirley, the matriarch of the Partridge Family.
38-year-old Shirley Partridge, despite giving birth to five children, had the youthful body of a much-younger woman. Sometimes costumed onstage in hot pants, Shirley provided sex appeal to the non-teeny bopper members of their fanbase.
Although Shirley dated occasionally, or allowed men to escort her to music-related events, Shirley was too busy managing her busy household and trying to combine it with a music career and all that encompassed.
As Reuben's date, Bonnie and Shirley were often together, and both enjoyed the other's company. As time went on, Bonnie began to view the mature, full-figured blonde in a very different light.
Shirley had been invited to speak at a large, Women's Club event in San Francisco. While Shirley would have preferred to decline the invitation, Reuben convinced her that it would be worthwhile, particularly with a new album and single fighting their way up the charts.
Reluctantly, Shirley agreed to make the ninety-minute drive with Reuben. As the Women's Club agreed to provide two luxury hotel rooms in San Francisco's famous Union Square, Bonnie agreed to join the pair. Her friendly, upbeat personality would make for a more agreeable drive for Shirley.
The speech, if you could call it that, went exceptionally well. Shirley answered all of the usual questions about what it was like to raise a young family while traveling for concerts and recording engagements. Shirley had been asked these questions a million times, and knew how to answer them concisely, and with a broad smile upon her face.
After signing several autographs, Shirley walked back to the table where Reuben and Bonnie would be waiting for her.
Bonnie was alone, with a disappointed look on her face. The pretty, dark-haired girl explained to Shirley that Reuben had been called away to attend a last-minute meeting with the record company in L.A.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Bonnie," Shirley said genuinely, stroking the woman's shoulder. Shirley knew that Bonnie was hoping to have a fun time shopping in the city, and spending rare time with Reuben.
Bonnie had been disappointed by Reuben many times before, as he felt that business always came first. "It's O.K.," Bonnie said, but Shirley knew that she was trying to display a stiff upper lip.
Suddenly, Shirley wondered: "How will we get back?" "Oh," Bonnie replied. "He thinks he can fly back to San Francisco about noon." The women had the rest of the night and the full morning to kill.
"Why don't we go out for a drink?" Bonnie suggested. Anxious not to let anything disappoint Bonnie further, Shirley readily agreed.
Among the more famous bars in San Francisco was the "Top of the Mark." The bar was on the top floor of the world-famous Mark Hopkins Hotel, and afforded a top-notch view of that part of the hilly city.
Both women were already attractively dressed, so there was no need to return to their hotel to change. Shirley and Bonnie hailed a yellow cab, and were soon sipping on Pina Coladas.
The housewife / singer was unaccustomed to alcohol, despite playing in nightclubs all over the country. Bonnie, the swinger, was quite used to knocking down some cocktails as part of a fun evening.
Two Pina Coladas did the job on the mother of five, and Bonnie helped an inebriated Shirley Partridge out of the hotel bar. Placing her arm around Shirley's waist, Bonnie rightly ascertained that the she had better get the elder Partridge out of the bar before she was recognized, and earned some unwanted press.
The cool San Francisco air helped to clear Shirley's head as Bonnie got the 38-year into a cab, and up into the hotel room that Bonnie had intended to share with Reuben.
Shirley was still tipsy and light-headed when Bonnie helped Shirley out of her dress, and onto the hotel room bed.
The Partridge matriarch had chosen to forego wearing a bra beneath her elegant gown that night. As she laid limply on the bed, her firm, 34-B breasts were dazzlingly exposed. Bonnie knew that she would never had a better opportunity, and quickly undressed.
Bonnie was a very attractive young woman, and Reuben was lucky to have the stewardess-girlfriend who was some 12 years his junior. Keith had often surmised that Bonnie was a handful in the sack, and would have loved to have added the pretty 29-year-old as another notch on his belt.
Looking down at the attractive, topless, short-haired blonde, the naked stewardess excitedly laid next to the nearly-naked singer. Bonnie's enthusiastic hands gently caressed Shirley's firm, upturned breasts without resistance. "A much younger woman would have been proud to have boobs like that," Bonnie thought.
Shirley was murmuring something as Bonnie hungrily fondled Shirley's impressive boobs. Putting her ear to Shirley's mouth, Bonnie heard these words: "Mmmm, that feels good."
Shirley surprised Bonnie by reaching for her face, and bringing her down for a long, open-mouthed kiss. Simultaneously, Shirley reached for Bonnie's tan-lined boobs, and began to knead them in her curious hands.
Emboldened, Bonnie removed Shirley's half-slip and pantyhose. The famous singer was now invitingly naked, with a trim, blonde bush. Shirley helped the naked, dark-haired stewardess atop her writhing body. Shirley wrapped her arms around Bonnie's smooth, slender back, as the 29-year-old gently kissed the famous mother of five.
Despite her occasional dates with men, Shirley hadn't had sex in years. She had fooled around with girls some while attending college, and now she was relying upon those memories with Bonnie as she engaged the stewardess from the 69 position.
Both women began to avidly lick the pussy of the other. Shirley was positioned beneath Bonnie, and squeezed the younger woman's tan-lined ass as she feasted on her pussy.
Engaging in several other positions during the night, the two adult women fell asleep in each other's arms.
Shirley and Bonnie were already packed when Reuben returned from the airport. The two women would never speak of their one nigh lesbian tryst.
Having turned 16-years-old, Laurie expressed a desire to be a more active help to the musical group. Keith wanted to focus more on his songwriting, and wished to avoid being mobbed by his teen and preteen fans. Shirley had all of the family business on her plate, and hated to be torn away for press conferences and personal appearances. The other kids were too young, so that left Laurie.
Reuben asked Shirley if she would attend a meet & greet and album signing session at Rockin' Records in nearby Vallejo. Instead, Laurie volunteered.
Working at the McGovern headquarters had given the shy teen a newfound confidence with strangers. With her new, secret sex life with Johanna, Laurie wanted some space to think.
Vallejo was less than a 30-minute drive from San Pueblo, and Laurie employed her mother's Mercury Comet station wagon. Laurie chose to wear one of her stage costumes with its wine-colored velour vest and ruffled neckwear so as to be more easily recognizable to the fans.
Parking behind the record store, Laurie was greeted by the enthusiastic screams and applause of 50 to 60 mainly preteen and teenage girls. The 16-year-old rarely enjoyed such individual adulation, and Laurie was enjoying it!
Laurie sincerely thanked everyone for coming, and for being such "wonderful and loyal fans of the Partridge Family." Again, she was met with rapturous applause.
The pretty, 5'7" teenager patiently signed every album and picture placed before her, and posed for countless Instamatic and Polaroid pictures throughout the event. Those who knew Laurie would have been surprised to have seen her outgoing gregariousness, hugging and wrapping her welcoming arms around her young fans until the line slowly dissipated, one-by-one.
One of the last girls in the previously long line was a pretty, tow-headed, freckle-faced blonde. The face looked very familiar, but it took a moment or two for Laurie to recollect it: "Gloria? Gloria Hickey?!" The young girl simultaneously blushed and beamed with pride upon being remembered by Laurie.
Gloria had once been a neighbor of the Partridges before moving away with her family. The last time that Laurie had seen the cute little girl, she had been wearing a Girl Scout uniform. Her brother, Danny, had harbored a crush on Gloria, but had been painfully rebuffed, hurting his pride.
Little boobs were now sprouting on Gloria chest. The young girl wore a boyish Hang Ten shirt beneath a pair of blue denim overall shorts, which oddly resembled German lederhosen to Laurie.
The pretty young girl practically flew around the table, and excitedly hugged Laurie and kissed her on the cheek, saying to the remaining fans, "I used to live next to her."
With the line dwindling, and the scheduled event nearly over, Laurie asked Gloria to stick around so that she could talk to her.
Significantly taller than Gloria, Laurie's enthusiastic hug found her little boobs pressed against Gloria's blushing face.
Walking to her car with the young girl, Laurie was beginning to draw attention. The 16-year-old suggested that Gloria join her in the family car so that they could talk.
Driving aimlessly to facilitate their conversation, Gloria was the first to speak. "I'm sorry about things between me and Danny," Gloria said awkwardly.
"That's O.K.," Laurie said. "When I was that age I didn't like boys either." "That's not it," Gloria corrected the 16-year-old, "I don't think I'll ever like boys... that way."
Laurie turned to look at the younger girl. Was she saying that she also preferred girls? Laurie had come to the same realization recently, but she was already 16 and old enough to drive a car, and felt very grown up.
"How old are you now, Gloria?" asked Laurie. "Almost 14," came the confident reply, although really meaning that she was just 13.
If Gloria was a boy, he would have been described as having balls of brass as she hit on Laurie. "It was always you I liked, Laurie. Even when you had braces," the tow-headed girl added awkwardly. "I always wanted to kiss you," the 13-year-old said, being not the least bit bashful.
"Where do you live?" Laurie asked. She was beginning to become concerned with where this conversation was going with the cute little blonde girl."
"I live back towards town, but Mom and Dad aren't going to be back for a couple of hours." With that piece of information delivered, Gloria boldly placed her hand on the velour pants of Laurie's upper thigh, and began to rub. Laurie placed her hand over Gloria's, further encouraging the 13-year-old.
Since becoming lovers with Johanna, Laurie had been eager to test if she was really a lesbian, or merely infatuated with the sexy, 21-year-old blonde.
Laurie remembered that as a courtesy for participating in the record store promotion, she had been given access to a modest motel room in which to freshen up before or after the event. The room key was in her purse, but she hadn't planned to go there before driving the short distance back to her San Pueblo home. With Gloria's hand now exploring between Laurie's legs, the situation changed.
Stepping out of the station wagon, Laurie looked nervously around. Although only separated by three years in age, the height distance was striking. Laurie was already 5'7", while little Gloria barely hit the 5' mark.
Unlocking the motel room door, Laurie quickly closed it when both were inside. Standing on her tip-toes, the tow-headed blonde reached for Laurie's face and brazenly kissed the singer on the lips. The look of release on Gloria's young face began to melt Laurie's heart.
Picking the 13-year-old off the ground, Gloria wrapped her legs around Laurie's waist as they continued to excitedly kiss. Gloria ran her hands through Laurie's beautiful brown hair as she pressed her body tightly against that of the popstar. Laurie popped the two brass buttons on the 8th grader's overall shorts, and lowered the straps.
Carrying the barely-adolescent girl to the motel bed, the 16-year-old paused for a moment but then continued. "Gloria wants it even more than me," Laurie rationalized in her head, as she lowered Gloria's overalls to the motel room floor.
Wearing a striped Hang 10 shirt, Laurie could tell by the little girl's raised nipples that she wasn't wearing a bra. Gloria's juvenile panties bore little pink roses.
The 13-year-old eagerly raised her hands to allow Laurie to lift her crew neck shirt. Gloria's tiny breasts resembled pink Hershey's Kisses. Gloria giggled when the 16-year-old began to squeeze and twist Gloria's little titties, before taking the enticing morsels into her mouth whole.
Laurie had learned a trick or two from Johanna, and was eager to employ her knowledge with the blonde 8th grader.
With the 13 year lying naked on her stomach, Laurie's hands traveled the length and breadth of Gloria's young, nubile body. Stopping at the tomboy's firm butt cheeks, Laurie's hand descended between Gloria's legs, rubbing her youthful, hairless pussy. Gloria's legs involuntarily kicked as Laurie rubbed, poked and prodded her pussy.
Flipping over onto her back, Gloria opened her legs with a smile. Needing no further invitation, Laurie descended upon Gloria's pussy, licking furiously, and giving the 13-year-old a lasting memory of the Partridge Family keyboard player.
Lying on her back, Laurie allowed Gloria unfettered access to explore her lean, naked body.
As the two dressed, they vowed to stay in touch. Laurie promised Gloria tickets to the next Partridge Family performance in the area.
Driving back to her family home in San Pueblo, Laurie would spend the next several afternoon's in Johanna's bed.
The End.
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