_______________________________________________________ Title: The Convention (lesbian beginnings)
Author: John O'Connor
Email: lushcoltrane@yahoo.com
Rating: NC-17.
Category: First time.
Date: 3 August 2001.
Series: None.
Website: http://www.ma-at.net/Sam-and-Janet-God
Summary: During a fan convention, a TV actress finds her #1 fan and opens her eyes to the behind-the-scenes world of TV stardom. _______________________________________________________ The Convention
Jane Niles stepped into the Dealer Room and looked around. She was amazed at the activity going on. Everywhere she looked, there were people buying and selling a wide range of merchandise, from 8x10's to videos to toys to fan magazines to jewelry. She couldn't believe her show, "Project: Wormhole", had generated so much interest.
The crowd was varied as well. Some looking like any one who might come in off the street but many in their own versions of the uniforms worn on the show, both by project members (khaki slacks with a navy polo shirt and a navy short jacket adorned with the Project logo), and some of the more popular enemy races like the Kraken.
Jane was one of the costars of the hit syndicated sci-fi series "Project: Wormhole." It was loosely based on the movie "Wormhole" from almost a decade before. The movie had done so-so at the box office but very well on video and cable. That caused the producers, who had made box-office blockbusters (like the alien invasion movie "Spring Training" ) and bombs (like the American version of "Gamera"), to license the rights to the concept to a new production company, Chameleon. The show had taken off and was now ready to start it's fourth season under the newer production company. The movie's creators, on the other hand, were busy trying new series' for Fox that never lasted more than half the season.
The series centered on an artificial wormhole created in a government lab that allowed a special team of research scientists to travel across time and space to have new, exciting adventures every week.
Jane played Doctor Therese Rutherford, the chief scientist at the Project. The doctor was a quantum physicist with a medical background. She was a well-respected member of the project and had helped save the survey team several times through various ingenious methods (few of which could ever work in real life). The woman had no apparent social or personal life and rarely even smiled in the show.
While in character, she wore her long, auburn hair tied into a tight bun with severe glasses and a long, shapeless lab coat over the standard Project uniform and came across as stern and forbidding. In real life, Jane was a very pretty, charming lady with near-perfect eyesight. She laughed and told raw jokes and thoroughly enjoyed herself. She also dressed in more complimentary clothes off-camera that tended to show her shapely figure. Unfortunately, lately, her personal life was even less exciting than the non-existent love life of her television character.
Hers was only a recurring role originally, not a series regular. Her character only rarely traveled through the wormhole. She mainly had to stay at the Project and wait for the survey team to return. Recently, however, due to fan insistence, her character was being developed and used more. Her hair was also a little looser and her glasses were a softer, rimless style.
She stopped at one of the many booths that featured commercially licensed toys and memorabilia from her show. Looking at a collection of action figures based on the show, she saw one of her character. It was six inches tall and wore the standard white lab coat and black-framed glasses. This was the first time Jane had seen her toy. She was fascinated.
"How much for the Dr. Rutherford figure?" she asked.
The goateed young man behind the table, wearing a t-shirt that said "E.T. Go Home" replied, "All the figures are $6.00." Then he added in a stage whisper, "I should charge more for the Rutherford. They're hard to come by."
"Why is that?" Jane asked.
"The toy people didn't think she'd sell that well and didn't make too many of them. The demand is higher than they expected and they have to go back to press or whatever they call it," the dealer replied.
Noting the dealer tag showing his name was Dave, Jane asked, "Why is it so popular, Dave?"
Dave smiled and said, "Wait a minute..." He walked behind the partition at the rear of his booth and came back a moment later. Handing Jane an unpackaged figure, he said, "Look under the lab coat..."
She smiled and took the six-inch figure from Dave and pulled the small cloth coat back. The figure was molded in the Project uniform. She was surprised but somewhat complimented to see that the figure was quite well proportioned. "She's rather busty, isn't she?"
Dave snorted and said, "Yeah! That's why she sells so well. You know the girl who plays her on TV? I don't think she's that stacked."
Jane smiled and said, "You never know. Oh, do you have the Amelia Tripp figure too?"
Jane left the booth with the action figures for the two main women on the show thinking, 'Sandy's going to love this. Her action figure is less developed than mine.' Then she glanced down at her well rounded chest and added with a chuckle, 'Just like real life.'
Of course, her shorter stature did tend to emphasize her attributes.
Sandy Carson was the show's star. She played Amelia Tripp, the survey team leader. When the series premiered John O'Toole played the lead, Robert E. Anthony. He had to leave when another pilot he filmed was picked up and had a contract that had been signed earlier. His other show didn't last more than half a season but by then the fan reaction to a female lead had assured his character's fate as an occasion guest star, which he had agreed to originally to get out of his contract with Chameleon Productions.
Jane wasn't in on the planning sessions when it became clear John wasn't coming back, but she heard what had happened. The producers were dead set on getting another male lead, but the creative team finally convinced them that a strong female lead could work. They pointed to the success of "Xena" and "Star Trek: Voyager" as their arguments. She had hoped her character would also benefit but she remained in "co-star" status with gradually increasing screen time.
Still it gave her time to do other work, including movies of the week for Lifetime and other production companies as well as the occasional big-screen appearance. Recently, she had the feeling that she was on the verge of a big change in her professional life. A larger role on the show perhaps?
As she walked through the dealer room, she continued to be fascinated by the wide range of memorabilia was for sale. She had attended a "Star Trek" mini-con with her roommate in college, but that long-ago con was nowhere near as big as this one.
She stopped at a small booth manned by a young girl with long, curly, dark red hair. She was selling fanzines from various shows. Jane saw one with the "Project: Wormhole" logo and an original drawing of the cast on the cover.
"Hmm. 'Project: Wormhole' eh? Original fiction?"
The girl, who looked to be around twenty, looked at Jane and became nervous. Jane tried to give her a reassuring smile and saw from her tag that her name was Erin.
"Hi Erin. These look interesting. How much are they?" Jane asked.
"Uh, I, uh, you're the doctor on the show...Oh no."
The girl was obviously upset. Jane tried to sound comforting as she asked, "What's wrong, hon?"
"These," she said, indicating the fanzines. "You're probably going to sue for copyright infringement. Oh God, I told Nat we shouldn't come here."
"Hey, it's okay. I'm on the show but I'm not worried about these. I think it's flattering that people like the show enough to write their own stuff. This one looks interesting." Jane picked up a small digest-sized 'zine with scanned images of herself and Sandy in a rather intimate position on the cover. It was titled "Amelia and Therese: The Secret In The Project."
"How much is this?" Jane asked, her eyebrow raised in curiosity.
"Oh no. You wouldn't like that." Erin was horrified.
"It's really bad."
"Well, I think it looks very interesting. How much?" Jane persisted with a smile.
Erin closed her eyes and almost whispered "It's three dollars."
"Well, here you go," Jane said with a wider smile as she handed the girl three singles.
Erin took the money and and slipped the 'zine into a paper bag and handed it to Jane without meeting her eyes.
"Thank you, Erin. I know I'll like it." Jane smiled as the pretty girl looked up at her. Erin blushed and a sprinkle of freckles appeared across the bridge of her nose.
Jane waved and walked on through the dealer room.
"Excuse me?" a timid voice said. Jane turned and saw a teenage boy staring at her nervously.
"Yes?"
"You're Jane Niles. I've seen you on the show and on those 'Inner Sanctum' episodes you did. You're even prettier in real life," the boy hesitated, as if embarrassed by his speech.
"Well, thank you very much. May I ask who you are?" Jane had made a very favorable reputation in fandom as a gracious lady who hadn't let her celebrity status go to her head.
"I'm, uh...I'm Steve. Steve Birk. Would you sign, uh..." He paused as he fumbled nervously with his backpack. "Damnit. Where is...here it is. would you sign this?" It was one of the action figures of her character still in the blister pack.
"Certainly. Should I make it out to you?" At Steve's nod, she signed the cardboard backing "To Steve, Thanks for watching and keep enjoying the show. Jane Niles" Below her signature she added a heart-shaped smiley face, her unofficial trademark. "Here you go Steve."
"Oh wow. Thank you! This is so cool!" He was staring at the toy package as if it were the Holy Grail. Janet felt flattered.
She suddenly found herself engulfed by fans. She tried to sign as much as she could and say hello to everyone but it was quietly getting out of hand.
A security guard came up and said, "Excuse me, Ms. Niles, but there's someone in the lobby for you. If you'll follow me, please."
The guard led her out to the lobby of the hotel and Jane saw her friend and costar Sandy Carson. The tall blonde was smiling at her.
"Girl, you do get yourself into trouble, don't you?" Sandy said.
"Thanks, Sandy. It was a little overwhelming. I'm not used to being noticed." Jane looked back at the room, "They didn't recognize me until that kid saw me and then..."
"Hey, what do you expect? It's a con full of Wormies.
Of course they're going to recognize you. C'mon, we have that thing in the place that we have to...you know."
Jane grinned at her friend. Sandy was an intelligent woman but sometimes found herself at a loss for words.
"Lead on, MacDuff," Jane said. She handed Sandy the Amelia action figure, "Here, I thought you might like this."
"Wow! Thanks. I haven't seen the new ones yet," Sandy said.
They were participating in a panel discussion in one of the exhibit rooms. The panel was supposed to include Thomas Craig who played the alien survey team member Ckaj but he was delayed and wouldn't be in until later that afternoon. David Jensen, who played Matthew Spencer on the show, was also absent due to a bout with the flu. The panel members would be Sandy, Jane, Gary Hansen, who played project head David Donaldson, and one of the show's producers, Phil Domico.
Jane sat at the table at the head of the room. Sandy sat down next to her. The two men on the panel were already there. So was a sizable crowd.
Jane opened her action figure package and placed the doctor on the table before her. Sandy saw that and smiled as she did the same thing.
Phil said, "Hi everyone. Welcome to our little get together." The joke brought the expected laughter from the audience. "So, I'm Phil Domico. I'm one of the producers of 'Project: Wormhole' which is a nice way to say I'm the guy who has to come up with the money to pay for the show. I'm sure you know the others up here, Sandy, Gary, and Jane. Unfortunately, David Jensen is sick with the flu and Tom Craig missed his flight so you're stuck with us."
The crowd didn't seem to mind, since Sandy was the most popular person on the show, at least according to the demographics the production team often reviewed. Gary and Jane were almost as popular, with Gary as the cuddly father figure and Jane as the voice of reason on the series.
"Alright then. Anyone have any questions?" Phil asked.
"Yes, I have one," a heavyset man with a scraggly goatee stood up. "This is for Jane Niles. In your first episode, the show's second, a Kraken was escaping from custody and threw itself into the wormhole. You prevented Robert Anthony from shooting it. You said that the bullet would just ricochet off the event horizon of the wormhole. Then in the fourth episode of the third season, a guard shot at a survey team member who was possessed by a Kraken as he jumped through the wormhole. How do you justify the statement you made on the earlier episode with the events of the later episode?"
Sandy looked down at the table with a wicked smile on her face, obviously amused by the position Fanboy put Jane in. Jane sat there and said, "Well, the guard was at a better position to penetrate the field with his shot. Robert was at an angle to the wormhole and the bullet would just ricochet off the field, now wouldn't it?" She smiled sweetly and Fanboy sat down stunned that she, a mere actress, had outsmarted him.
After that, the questions continued but they were more about the stars and how they did their jobs. Many were just people saying they were one of the panelists' biggest fans and they were so happy to finally see them in real life.
One of the last questions was asked by an older woman who stood up and asked, "Are there any plans to introduce romance onto the show?"
Phil thought for a moment and said, "There has been some discussion but nothing really has developed. At one point, we were thinking about working on a romantic angle between John O'Toole's character and Sandy's until John was forced to leave our show for the other hit he was on." Everyone laughed at that bit of sarcasm. "But, a little romance for Sandy might prove interesting. Who do you think she should hook up with? Ckaj? Matthew? Maybe David?"
A voice from the back said, "Doctor Rutherford."
There was a pause and then the crowd began applauding.
There were shouts of "Yeah!" and "Great idea!" Sandy looked at Jane with a bemused half-smile and Phil was momentarily at a loss for words.
Finally he said, "Well, folks. That's an interesting idea but I don't..."
Additional yells rang out. "C'mon!" "Show some courage!" "Just do it!"
Jane scanned the crowd and saw her nervous friend Erin in the back blushing furiously. She thought she recognized that voice. Jane smiled to herself, 'I have to see that young lady again.'
Phil finally got the crowd under control with a promise that they would consider it. The panel went on for another few minutes before they finally had to call a halt to it, so the volunteers could set up a screening of the original movie.
As Jane and Sandy followed Phil and Gary out a back entrance away from the crowd in the lobby. As the men headed for the lobby bar, Sandy said, "Well, that was unexpected."
"Not necessarily," Jane countered. "You know there is a large amount of female slash fiction out there from the show."
Sandy rolled her eyes, "Jane, look, they will never go for it. I wouldn't want to either. I didn't think you would be interested in trying something so personal on television."
Jane replied, "How would it be any different than a hetero actor making love on any TV show you want to name?"
"Because you've kept your sex life to yourself," Sandy said. "If you were out there..."
"You know I don't publicize it but I don't hide my preference for women either," Jane said as they got on one of the elevators. After the doors closed and the car started to rise, she continued, "Listen, you're probably right. It won't happen. Anyway, I'll see you later. I want to take a short nap before the cocktail party."
Exiting the elevator, she waved as she walked down the hall to her room.
"How about we grab some dinner first?" Sandy called after her.
"Okay, but you're buying. You're the star!" Jane yelled back with a laugh.
Once inside, she stripped off the blouse and slacks she was wearing. She rarely wore any underwear so she stood in front of the rooms mirror and ran her hands over her quickly bared flesh. She was a couple of years past thirty and still had a full firm figure. Regular exercise kept her in good shape and also kept her sizable breasts from sagging.
She cupped them and pinched the nipples before grabbing the complimentary hotel robe.
She planned to take a shower and wear a slinky dress to the party later. 'That might require panties,' she considered as she pulled the fluffy robe over her curvy figure.
In the meantime, she wanted to relax a bit. Jane got comfortable on the bed, leaning against the headboard as she looked over her purchases. She pulled the lab coat off the plastic toy and again admired the design.
Idly fingering her action figure, she began to read the fanzine she picked up.
The first story was about a sexual encounter between Therese Russell and Amelia Tripp. It was quite steamy in Jane's opinion. 'This is downright hot!' she thought, feeling a pleasant tingling between her thighs.
She continued to caress the figure with one hand while she held the 'zine in the other. She got about halfway through the story when she dropped the 'zine, untied her robe, and began to finger herself.
Her pussy was almost very wet and she slid a finger in as her thumb began to caress her clitoris. She was moaning in pleasure and thrust another finger into herself. Soon, while still caressing the figure with her other hand, she came.
Still not completely satisfied, she looked at the figure. There was a knob on the back of the head for her hair bun and prominent boobs on the front. She smiled wickedly at her thoughts.
She stuck the figure in her mouth and sucked and licked it before placing it against her still hot pussy. She slowly slid it in and gave a loud sigh. The protrusions rubbed against the sensitive walls of her vagina, sending little waves of pleasure coursing through her.
The hand that had been busy down there was still wet with her first orgasm. She began to pinch and pull on her nipple with her wet fingers. Before long, she thrust the figure deep inside herself and came in a bigger, more satisfying orgasm than before.
She lay back with the figure still embedded inside her and dozed off. She was awakened by a knock on her door.
"Hey Jane? You in there? Jane?" It was Sandy. What the hell was she doing here? Looking over, Jane saw from the bedside clock that it was after 6 o'clock.
"Yeah, Sandy. Give me a minute!" Jane began to get up and, remembering her figure, pulled the doctor doll out of her still damp mound. Tightening the belt of the robe, she opened the door.
From the puzzled expression on her face, Sandy noticed the faint aroma in the room but merely said, "Phil would like to see us before the party. I guess you're not ready to grab some dinner first?"
"Oh God, Sandy. I fell asleep and didn't even realize it was so late. You look great, by the way!" Jane stepped back into the room and Sandy followed her. The tall blonde was wearing a navy midi that accentuated her blue eyes and light hair.
"Let me grab a quick shower and we can go. You want to wait here? Don't worry, I'm not doing my hair..."
Sandy nodded and sat down to wait. As she heard the water begin to run in the bathroom, her eyes traveled over the room. She noted the 'zine laying on the bedspread, the toy figure near it, and a small scrap of white cloth she determined was the toy's lab coat on the floor.
Sandy was interested in what the fans thought and did enjoy the occasional fanfic that came through the studio. As she picked it up, she noticed a small damp patch on the spread and a light sheen on the action figure.
Turning the fanzine in her hands, Sandy looked at the cover. She was very surprised to see the women in such an intimate embrace. Somewhat shocked but intrigued, she sat and began to thumb through the 'zine.
Sandy was deep into the first story at a point where her character admits she loves the doctor, Jane's character, and the two head for a convenient bedroom. As she was picturing Jane and she in character and in bed, she heard the shower stop.
The tall blonde stood quickly and tossed the 'zine back onto the bed and turned on the TV. As Jane came out in her robe while toweling her hair, Sandy looked up and quickly looked away.
"Hey, I'll be ready in a minute." Noting that Sandy was a little flushed, Jane asked, "Are you okay?"
Sandy stood up and nodded, "I just need to go back to my room and make a quick call. See you in the lobby in ten or fifteen minutes?"
Janet nodded and said, "How about twenty?"
Sandy agreed and stepped into the hotel hallway. She was surprised that she accepted the storyline so easily. That kind of thing was sick...
Even as she thought that, she remembered her friend. Jane wasn't sick, she was a nice, sweet, caring person. 'Who just happens to like women,' Sandy thought as she reached her room. She refused to acknowledge the other thoughts in the back of her mind.
Jane finished toweling her still-damp hair and pulled off her robe. She rummaged around for the appropriate panties for the evening. She had one pair of black lace with a French cut that she'd brought along. She hadn't packed the matching bra but the gown wouldn't hide the straps anyway.
As she pulled on her dress, a flashy red number with a plunging neckline, almost no back and spaghetti-thin straps over the shoulder. She slipped her feet into the black, high-heeled "fuck-me" shoes she loved, and stepped into the bathroom to quickly brush out her dark red-brown hair.
She left the room ten minutes later, knowing how hot and sexy she looked. 'Maybe Erin will be there tonight. I've become quite taken with her,' Jane admitted to herself.
Reaching the lobby, Jane heard a piercing wolf whistle and turned to see Sandy and Phil standing outside the lobby bar. Smiling, she strode over to them and they all went into the dark coziness of the bar.
It was evident that Phil had not spent the last few hours drinking soda. While not drunk, he was definitely feeling loose as evidenced when he wrapped his arms around the ladies' shoulders as he led them to a table. "God, you two are stunning..." He shook his head and asked, "What can I get you?"
Sandy said, "Stoli and cranberry, please."
"Just a glass of zinfandel for me," Jane replied.
"Be right back," Phil said as he headed for the bar.
"There is a waitress," Sandy said to Jane.
"Yeah, but she looks swamped. It's probably quicker if Phil goes for us."
Returning to the table, Phil set the drinks down in front of each of the ladies. Picking up his trademark scotch and soda, he said, "To the Wormhole! And to the prettiest ladies on television!"
With a joint "I'll drink to that!" they all drank to the health of their show.
"So, how about that panel this afternoon? Jane, you were great with that fanboy. The look on his face was just...hilarious!" Phil chuckled. "You both were great. It's no wonder that Starlog had you both in the top five fan-favorite women of Sci-Fi."
"Thanks, Phil, but I doubt that's the reason you asked us to meet you," Jane said.
"You're right. During the discussion, there was a comment about your characters..."
"Hold it! Phil, I know where you're going with this and the answer is no! There's nothing else to say," Sandy said.
"Jane?"
"Well, Phil, you know I wouldn't mind a chance at getting this tall, blond drink of water in the sack," Jane smiled to indicate the joke. "But, seriously, the censors?"
"Hey, 'Buffy' has a lesbian couple. 'Xena' was pretty up front with the whole Xena/Gabrielle situation. Even 'E.R.' and 'Friends' have had women kissing. And I'm not even saying we go that far. Just some implied relationships. Like in what's-his-name's-show, uh, 'Baghdad something.'"
"'Babylon 5,'" Jane said helpfully. "Stryzenski was ahead of his time, I think, but still..."
Holding up his hand, Phil said, "Alright, I concede the point. For now. From the look on your face, Sandy, I think I'd have a fight on my hands anyway."
Sandy nodded and sipped her drink. Jane considered her friend, she wasn't a homophobe by any means, but she was a very private person and rather protective of her image. She didn't even let a shot go once she saw what she considered too much cleavage in the dailies. (The same couldn't be said of the dress she was wearing tonight though.)
Finally Sandy smiled, showing her dazzling white teeth and everyone relaxed. When the waitress, who was definitely an eyeful as far as Jane was concerned, came up, Phil bought them another round and left the pretty brunette a nice tip.
As she leaned over with the drinks, Jane noticed her name tag said "Nat." Now where had she heard that name today? Well, it didn't matter. Probably wasn't too important anyway.
After another forty minutes of chit-chat, Phil excused himself. He had a dinner appointment with the head of the syndication company "Project: Wormhole" had contracted. With a "See you at the cocktail party," and the money for another round, he quickly left.
"Man, he can sure hold his liquor!" Sandy exclaimed. Jane smiled quietly.
Later, just before they left, Jane noticed the pretty redhead, Erin, from the Dealers Room walk into the bar and go up to the waitress. Putting an arm over her shoulder, the scarlet-haired girl whispered to the waitress. The waitress cast a look at the table before quickly turning away.
'Of course, Nat. Erin's friend who wanted to sell their erotic fan fiction at the con... I wonder if those sexual descriptions are first hand experience?' Jane thought.
As she left with Sandy, the young pair looked like they desperately wanted to be someplace else. Jane smiled and stopped to place a couple of extra dollars on Nat's tray. "Thank you. The service was great."
She started to follow Sandy out into the lobby, then turned back and said more quietly, "I loved the first story!" Turning her back on the dumbfounded duo, she hurriedly caught up with her friend and a quiet dinner.
At dinner in a little restaurant down the street from the hotel, Jane waited until they had ordered and said, "I hope my joke back there in the bar didn't bother you. I wasn't thinking. I guess that's what I get with two drinks and no food all day, well except that breakfast danish..."
Sandy smiled, "No, don't worry about it. I was flattered actually." Then her grin widened as she held up her hand, "But, don't get any ideas."
Jane laughed and the two friends ended up having a pleasant dinner together. So much so that they were both sorry to have to leave for the cocktail party.
Upon their arrival at the smaller banquet/exhibition room of the hotel, they found quite a crowd of fans. The two friends were quickly separated as they mingled and made friends with the enthusiastic crowd.
Only once did Jane find herself in an uncomfortable situation. She was talking to an older couple who fell in love with the show as a result of their teenaged daughter (who was locked into an apparently deep conversation with Tom Craig). As they chatted, the fan who had tried to trip her up in the panel that afternoon sidled up to the trio.
While being gracious and polite, Jane felt his eyes crawling all over her like nasty little fingers. She definitely wanted to get away from him. As she was about to make up some excuse that would force her to leave the party (an occurrence she wanted to avoid if possible), Superfan's friend came up.
"Joey, we gotta hit the road."
"Pete, the young lady is obviously interested in what I have to say," Joey stated.
Pete grinned apologetically towards Jane and said, "Joey, we have to get back. There's no one to run the shop tomorrow and we have a long drive..."
"Oh, very well," Joey replied, money apparently meaning more to him than his immature libido. "Until we meet again, my dear..." he said as he tried to bow suavely.
As they walked away, Jane let out a low sigh. She definitely didn't want to leave the party yet. She had been enjoying herself before Superfan intruded and she began to get back into the mood as his rather large posterior disappeared through the double doors.
Striding towards the bar, she saw the young lady she had bought the 'zine from earlier. Erin was leaning casually on the bar watching the room. Jane came up and asked, "Are you having fun?"
Erin, who hadn't seen Jane approach, jumped a little and then said, "Oh yes. This is fun. Uh, can I get you something?"
Jane was happy to note that the young redhead didn't seem as nervous around her. Perhaps a few cocktails had loosened her up? She smiled and said, "Thank you, yes. I'd love a white zinfandel."
Erin smiled back and turned to order the drink. Jane saw the cocktail waitress, Nat, across the room staring moon-eyed at her co-star. Apparently she hadn't had enough liquid courage yet.
"So, I guess you were glad to see that guy go," Erin said, handing Jane a glass of wine.
Jane nodded, "Yes, he was a little..."
"Creepy?"
Both women chuckled at that and Jane nodded as well. "Fortunately, most of our fans are normal folks like you and your friend over there. They enjoy the show and what we do and are the reasons we do what we do."
Erin looked into her glass. "I'm not sure you'd call us normal..." she said in a whisper.
"Why? Because you write fan fiction? I used to when I was a girl. Stories about Uhura when she got her first command, things like that. I used to daydream I was her first officer and... Well, let's just say, I was young and full of hormones." Jane smiled her gorgeous smile.
"But, Nat and I wrote about you, I mean your character and Ms. Carson's character together. They were..."
"I know. I read the first story, remember? I really did enjoy it."
Erin's eyes lit up for a moment and she looked at the woman before her, "Are you...? I mean..." Then she shook her head, "I'm sorry. It's none of my business really. Please, forget I asked."
"Well, it's hard to forget an unasked question. Anyway, I am gay. I don't advertise it but I don't keep it a secret either. So yes, I do prefer the company of women. And I enjoyed the story of Theresa with Amelia. Very much." She smiled at her friend again, "I have seen some pretty hot stuff on the internet about our characters. Even some about us. But your story was sweet too. You really know how to capture the essence of our characters. It made the story even more believable."
Erin hadn't heard most of what Jane had said. She was still reeling after Jane' admission. This beautiful woman was gay? She was dumbfounded.
"Erin? Erin? You alright?"
Shaking her head, Erin managed to force a smile and a nod. "I'm sorry. I was...I don't know."
"Surprised I'm gay? So was my father!" Jane laughed. Erin joined in.
"Mine too. Especially after I moved in with Nat. But he's been great. He loves her like a daughter too," Erin admitted, much to her surprise.
"So, you and Nat are lovers as well as co-publishers?" Jane asked, a twinkle in her eye. She could at least fantasize about the two young lovelies together later.
"Uh, yeah. We have been since high school. I mean, we're not exclusive or anything. Not if one of our list people was involved."
"List people?"
Erin smiled self-consciously, "Yeah, we both made a list of five women we could sleep with if the chance came and still not count it as cheating..."
Noticing Erin wasn't looking at her anymore, Jane made an educated guess and asked in a roundabout way, "So, is Sandy on Nat's list?"
"Yeah! How did you know?" She met Jane's eyes for a moment and saw a decided sparkle in them.
"The way she's staring at Sandy. Oh, look, she's finally going to talk to Sandy. Good for her."
Erin looked over at her friend, wishing her luck.
"Am I on your list. Erin?"
Erin again looked at the floor, the bar, her drink, everywhere but at Jane as she fought to get the words out. "Uh, yeah, you are." Then, in an even fainter voice, she said, "You're number one."
Not wanting to rush the girl, Jane changed the subject, "Are you interested in writing as a career?"
Erin nodded, "Yes, I took several creative writing courses in junior college. I enjoy writing." She paused then added quickly, "Not just...!"
Jane smiled, "I understand, dear. Do you have anything else based on the show? Maybe a little less alternative?" Erin nodded, an unasked question in her eyes. "If you'd like, I might forward some of it to our production team. Who knows? Maybe..."
Erin grinned widely. This was great! Better than she had dared dream! She grabbed Jane in a big hug in her excitement. "Oh, thank you! Thank you!"
Jane, for her part, enjoyed the luscious young body in her arms. She held Erin close until the girl stopped giggling and, suddenly realizing what she was doing, quickly stepped back.
"Erin, I meant what I said. I would be happy to show some of your work to Phil and the others. We're always looking for new talent."
Seeing the look in Erin's eyes, a mixture of gratitude and lust, Jane decided now was not the time to try and seduce her. She had dealt with that kind of thing enough during her career and didn't want to start Erin off down that road.
For several minutes, they stood and chatted. Jane telling Erin stories about the series and the off-camera hijinks she and Sandy pulled on their friends as well as the pranks that were pulled on her.
Erin was laughing aloud at the end of several of the stories.
Jane had her hand resting on the bar when Erin placed her hand lightly on top. The girl looked up shyly at Jane. Curling her fingers around Jane's, Erin finally stared directly into Jane's brown eyes.
Jane didn't misread the message there. Between her loneliness and the beauty of the redhead, Jane came to a what-the-hell decision.
Jane took Erin's other hand and asked the other question Erin dreamed she'd hear one day but never dared believe. "Would you like to come to my room with me, Erin?"
Erin, her green eyes bright, nodded. Not daring to speak, still not sure she wasn't dreaming, Erin nodded again.
Jane simply promised, "Come. We'll make this a night neither of us will forget..."
Jane led the young redhead out of the room, casting a glance at her friend. Sandy had a hand resting lightly on Nat's shoulder as the girl took in every word being said. 'You go, Nat. I bet Sandy'd be a screamer,' Jane thought.
As they entered the elevator, Jane saw they had the car to themselves. She took Erin's face in her hands and lightly kissed her lips. Then she kissed the pale forehead, the closed eyes, the tip of her nose, her chin, and both cheeks. Jane pressed her lips to the girl's again and licked at the soft, closed mouth. Erin opened her mouth, allowing Jane entrance.
Jane slipped her tongue up against Erin's and coaxed it into her mouth. They kissed softly and passionately until the elevator dinged as the reached Jane's floor.
"Come," Jane said as she took Erin's hand and led her down the hall to her room. She fumbled with her key card as Erin stood behind her and began to nibble on her ear, a most pleasant distraction.
Finally getting the door open, Jane pulled Erin into the room. The toy figure and the 'zine were still on the bed. Erin smiled at the little digest, "So, you enjoyed that?"
Jane ran her fingers through the girl's lush red curls and nodded. In a breathy voice, she said, "Very much.
You have a way with writing erotica..."
"Thank you," Erin whispered as she kissed Jane, slipping her tongue into the woman's warm, wet mouth. The young girl's hands slid over the actress' back down to cup her shapely ass, pulling Jane to her.
Jane moved her mouth to nibble on Erin's ear and nip lightly at the edge before licking her ear. Erin groaned loudly and pulled Jane even more tightly to her.
Breaking away, Jane smiled seductively and said, "I want to see you. All of you..." She reached out and began unbuttoning the loose blouse Erin was wearing, delighted to confirm what her hands had told her, no bra. Jane pushed her face between the folds of the shirt and licked at the lightly freckled valley between the girl's pert breasts.
Pulling the blouse completely open, Jane kissed her way to Erin's left nipple and gently suckled on it. Her fingers lightly pinched the other nipple until both were hard nubbins. After thoroughly licking the nipple between her lips, Jane kissed her way to the girl's right breast and repeated her ministrations.
By this point, Erin had her head thrown back and was making a constant, guttural groaning in her throat. The woman was incredible! Erin had never come just from having her breasts sucked but she thought she could tonight.
As if sensing this, Jane began to massage both breasts and placed quick little love bites on first one nipple and then the other. As she increased the pressure, Erin grabbed her head and forced Jane's mouth over her breast as she climaxed for the first time that night.
As the small orgasm pulsed through Erin, Jane held her gently to keep the girl from falling. It was a welcome task as Jane simply enjoyed the feel of the girl as she recovered from that passionate explosion.
Erin smiled up at her and kissed her. Jane welcomed the kiss and turned it back on Erin, thrusting her tongue into the moist warmth. They stood that way for long minutes, Erin topless and Jane still fully clothed as they traded tongues in a loving give and take.
Again, taking the lead, Jane broke the kiss and knelt at the girl's feet. She unsnapped the jeans and pulled the zipper down. Reaching around to clasp the firm ass, Jane tugged the tight denim over Erin's hips, the young woman's panties caught in the material and yanked down as well.
Jane sat back on her heels, admiring the lovely russet tuft of hair and the already-swollen, pouty lips beneath. Running a finger tip across the pink flesh, she felt both the girl's wetness and the quiver in her body. It wouldn't take much to get the girl off again.
Jane stood and helped Erin lay on the bed. She crawled over the girl and kissed her, holding the redhead's face in her hands gently. She kissed her way down to Erin's breasts, taking less time but not less care teasing the hard nipples.
Moving further down the slender body, she licked around the girl's navel then dipped her tongue into the small, puckered hole. Shivers were evident as they ran through Erin's body.
Finally reaching her goal, Jane lay between the outstretched legs admiring the lightly pulsing sex as it glistened under the room's lights. She ran her fingers gently through the tight red curls above as she inhaled the aroma of the aroused redhead.
Not wanting to wait anymore, Jane lowered her mouth to the succulent prize and began to explore the delicious, hot mound. Her tongue slid up the outer labia and down the inner, then she reversed the pattern. Jane made sure to avoid the protruding clitoris, not even touching the sheath as she roamed over the girl's sex.
After several minutes of gently caressing the hypersensitive flesh, Jane took the swollen lips between her teeth and gently pulled, worrying at the aroused flesh. She smiled around the mouthful at the incredible sounds coming from Erin's throat.
Easing a finger, then two, into the girl's slit, she began to plunge the fingers in and out. The juices were causing a slurping sound as Jane finger-fucked her. Licking up the extra juices as they seeped out between Jane's fingers and Erin's nether lips, the woman decided the girl was one of the most delicious lovers she'd ever had.
Erin's hips were rolling around on the bed, and her groans were becoming more pronounced. Jane smiled against the girl's pussy and moved her mouth up to capture the little organ between her lips. As she sucked on it, she slipped a finger between Erin's asscheeks and probed the tight little rosebud hidden there.
In moments, Erin saw everything flare white as she experienced one of the strongest orgasms of her young life. She screamed so loudly in her ecstasy that Jane was sure they heard back down in the ballroom.
Erin opened her eyes to see Jane standing next to the bed, her clothes now gone. The girl was amazed, Jane looked even more beautiful and sexy than she'd dreamed. The firm, full breasts, the slim waist, the little triangle of brown curls. It was all perfect!
"You are so beautiful!" Erin breathed. Jane smiled her thanks. "You made me explode. I have never... Even with Nat. Could you teach me...?"
Jane nodded and knelt next to the girl. "It would be my pleasure."
Erin smiled as she ran her fingers down through Jane's pubic hair to toy with her protruding labia. "But first, I want to please you... Come here."
Jane knelt over the girl's face, eager to obey the redhead's order. As she lowered herself onto the waiting tongue, she began to realize that this girl was already a natural.
Grabbing the firm ass of the actress, Erin pulled her wetness down until it cover her mouth. She began to do to Jane what Nat loved and soon was rewarded by Jane's moans. Using her teeth to occasionally nip at the tender flesh, she smiled when she heard little squeals of delight from the older woman.
When Jane finally climaxed a few minutes later, Erin was happily surprised that Jane actually ejaculated. And it was delicious!
Holding each other, sharing wet kisses and exciting caresses, they soon got themselves turned on and slipped easily, naturally into a classic sixty-nine.
Hours and orgasms later, just before dawn, Erin got dressed. Jane pulled on a robe and walked her to the door.
"I had a fantastic time!" Erin gushed, no trace of fatigue from the sleepless, exciting night they'd spent.
"So did I. Nat is a very lucky girl," Jane replied.
Erin smiled wickedly and said, "I have got to get us one of those Doctor Rutherfords..." She opened the door and stepped into the hall.
"Naughty girl..." Jane said before kissing her again.
As Erin stepped back, she confirmed, "I'll see you tonight?"
"Yes, definitely," Jane replied with an enthusiastic nod.
As Erin turned to go, they heard another door open down the hall and were both surprised to see Nat and Sandy step into the hall. They kissed briefly and then looked up. Nat smiled at Erin and Sandy looked shocked and scared seeing Jane. Jane smiled in understanding and Sandy seemed to relax.
As the girls left, Jane asked, "Would you like to get some breakfast later?"
Sandy stepped up and nodded, "Yes. Uh, I guess we need to talk?"
"Only if you want to. See you at 9?" Jane's whole attitude was one of reassurance, support, and friendship.
Relieved and happy, Sandy replied, "How about 9:30? I, uh, I didn't get much sleep..."
Laughing in understanding, Jane nodded. "9:30 it is."
The two friends smiled easily and returned to their rooms for an early morning nap.
Epilogue:
Two months later...
The set was quiet as Jane and Sandy readied for their take. Erin and Nat, now working as production interns, stood near the First Unit camera crew as the director called, "Action!"
"Doctor, I have come to a realization. It took me almost losing my life and my crew but..." Sandy said, her voice trailing off.
"Amelia, is this what you want?" Jane asked.
She leaned in and kissed the tall blonde. It was a slow passionate kiss. The camera caught every bit of it, the lips sliding together, the tongues dancing wetly as the lips parted slightly. The kiss went on for several seconds before Jane pulled back.
Sandy stood there, an excited look on her face, "Yes Therese, that's what I want. What I always have wanted." Then, taking Jane's hand, she led the shorter brunette through the door into the half-room of her character's quarters.
"Cut! That was... God! That was hot! We just made television history here folks! Ladies, that's a wrap for today."
Jane and Sandy came out into the main area of the sound stage. Phil came running across the sound stage, yelling, "How the hell did you make that look so convincing?"
Before Phil reached the pair, Jane just smiled then whispered to Sandy, "Practice makes perfect, huh?"
Sandy winked at Nat and then said to Jane, "Wanna practice some more tonight?"
Jane nodded eagerly.
The End