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Rebound
by Pointless (killallhippes@gmail.com)

***

Kayley rediscovers her love for other women when she 
meets Sarah and ditches her cheating boyfriend. (FF, 
bi, oral)

***

Many thanks to Angeline for proofreading and helping me 
edit this wonderful story and to "Phreak and Mythical" 
for their comments on the rough version. I hope 
everyone enjoys this. It's the first story I've managed 
to finish in over three years. Please read, enjoy and 
feel free to send me any comments to email address 
above.

Thank you.

***

Kayley Jeffers was, for all intents and purposes, just 
your average American girl from a nice suburban town 
trying to make it through those rough young adult years 
in much the same way as any number of her peers. Namely 
she experimented with sex, drugs and alcohol while 
trying to hold down a job that at least paid the rent 
and her phone bill, kept her in decent clothes and 
allowed her car to remain legal and running well enough 
to get by. That way she wouldn't have to rely on her 
Mom and Dad anymore than necessary.

She was what she, and several more forward people, 
liked to call "cute." She was fairly short, and fairly 
skinny, but not quite skin and bones. She had a little 
bit of tummy and enough fat on her bottom that she 
constantly caught guys (and a fair share of girls) 
casting an approving glance her way. Her breasts were 
hardly spectacular, but they were more than adequate. 
Nice and perky, as a former boyfriend used to say.

She generally kept her black hair close to shoulder 
length, but generally tied it up in a short ponytail or 
whatever suited her mood. Her attire would generally be 
considered something like casual punk in the sense that 
she preferred her pink chucks to high heels and well-
worn, nice-fitting jeans and a band t-shirt to a skirt 
or some sorority girl type outfit., but she was hardly 
a hipster. Cute and relaxed was good enough for her.

At the tender young age of 20 (almost 21) she was doing 
well so far, though not necessarily in the way she'd 
always imagined. She wasn't going to college trying to 
earn a degree in education like she'd always dreamed, 
but she was enrolled in the local community college, 
and she was slowly but surely earning a degree in 
accounting. She hoped that at the very least this would 
mean steady pay whenever she managed to finish her 
studies. She was taking some programming classes as 
back up, just in case.

She had a decent (if not wholly respectable) job 
working a solid 40 hours or so a week for a whopping 8 
bucks an hour at the Short Stop, a local gas 
station/convenience/liquor store. Her job was slow 
enough that she could bring her homework and work on it 
between watching the pumps, stocking the cooler and 
talking with customers and Sara, her roommate and usual 
co-conspirator at slacking off at work and so much 
more.

But let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Kayley was pretty damned happy with the direction of 
her life. It was hardly perfect, but, really, what is?

A few months ago, however, Kayley Jeffers was hardly 
what you'd call happy. In fact, she was miserable and 
it just seemed to get worse and worse.

She lived in a dump with an asshole boyfriend who 
drank, smoked weed, snorted coke and was more often 
than not gone "working" or "staying at a friend's 
house" or whatever new excuse he could manufacture to 
cover up the fact that he was fucking around on Kayley, 
and spending as much of her hard earned money as 
possible in the process. When he was doing any of that, 
he was generally thinking up new ways to belittle her 
in front of friends and family, all while expecting her 
to still fuck him, feed him and keep him in clean 
clothes and all the other "girl shit" as he liked to 
call anything that actually required effort

In short, he was the very epitome of a bad boyfriend. 
Why she stayed with him was honestly beyond even her. 
Every day she woke up next to his smell and promised 
herself she'd move out, get her own place and be an 
independent person, strong and powerful, but of course, 
she never did for various reasons some sound in their 
own way, but mostly the sad excuses of someone too 
scared to realize how shitty her situation really was.

About the only thing left that was any good in any way 
was the sex, but, honestly, that was so rare at this 
point that it was almost a non-issue. It also wasn't 
really all that good anymore, either. Just long and 
rough. No softness, no concentration, no feeling. She 
rarely came anymore unless she fingered herself while 
he fucked her.

Early on in their relationship it had been very 
different. Back then, a whole six months ago, Andy had 
actually cared. Now, though Kayley hated to admit it, 
he quite simply did not.

The what and the why behind the change were beyond her. 
All she knew was that it hurt to even think about it, 
so she didn't. At least she tried not to anyway. The 
weed and what other drugs she could keep and hide from 
Andy helped a little. 

Not much, but a little.

Luckily she at least had a decent job. Lot's of tips 
and hours long enough to keep her out of the house and 
away from her broken, dying relationship made up for 
the fact that her boss was a complete ass who staffed 
the place with cute, young girls like her for two 
reasons: first, he could push them around and second, 
if they ever bitched about him taking their tips for 
imaginary offenses, changing their shifts on a whim and 
rarely saying anything until the very last possible 
minute or just being a general ass, they could be 
easily replaced by the next piece of moderately 
intelligent eye candy that walked through the door 
asking for an application. Also, in a small college 
town like Leslie moderately intelligent eye candy was a 
dime a dozen.

That was actually how Kayley got the job in the first 
place. In fact, she didn't have to fill out an 
application. Paul, the asshole in question, just looked 
her up in down, asked if she was legal to serve 
alcohol, (she was), if she had any experience (she did, 
kind of: she'd bussed tables for a couple of months the 
previous summer) and if she wouldn't mind starting 
tomorrow (she didn't).

He had then told her to wait a second while he went 
into the kitchen. About a minute later she heard what 
sounded like a plate hitting something metal and 
shattering quickly followed by the sounds of a man and 
a girl screaming at each other for a minute before a 
girl maybe a little older, maybe a little younger than 
Kayley's 20 years, but not by much either way walked 
quickly from the kitchen muttering curses and wiping 
tears and mascara from her face before screaming "Fuck 
you, Paul! You fucking faggot asshole piece of shit" 
then slamming the door shut behind her so hard she 
actually cracked the glass.

After all that a smiling Paul calmly walked out of the 
kitchen told her to bring her identification and 
whatnot in the next day at noon and they'd start her 
training. A month of being broke and living off money 
she'd borrowed from her father and hid from Andy had 
ended. That was more than enough to make her forget all 
about the bizarre, almost surreal scene she'd just 
witnessed and just happy to finally have a job.

It didn't last long. In fact it took less than a week 
for Kayley to realize that what she had witnessed 
really should've been a sign that this wasn't the job 
for her. A night after that, however, she worked her 
first weekend shift and made more money in tips then 
she'd ever made in a week at any other job in her life 
and she endeavored to endure as best she could.

It wasn't easy, but she managed to last a solid five 
months in hell before the Sunday night that helped send 
her down a path she never imagined. After five months 
of near perfect work (a dropped plate here, a drink 
ordering mix-up there¾nothing big at all, really), she 
managed to mess up one entree for a three-top of a bad 
tippers who just happened to be made up of Paul's best 
friends from college.

It was so minor she barely allowed it to register in 
her brain as she quickly apologized and tried to make 
it right by comping the meal and even getting them a 
free round of drinks which she knew would be taken out 
of her tip for the night, but whatever it was a good 
night, no big deal and all three of them seemed more 
than happy to accept as an apology and even left her a 
pretty decent tip before they paid up and left.

She was so sure everything was cool that she even 
smiled as she watched them stop and have a word with 
Paul as he helped out at the bar while Linda took a 
smoke break. She didn't see the frown cross his face a 
second later because she was busy taking the order and 
politely listening to the jokes and weak attempts at 
flirting of a five-top of single guys who simply reeked 
of nerd. 

She noticed that frown five minutes later when Paul 
caught her and another girl, Kinsey or something, in 
the kitchen and told a very pissed off Kinsey to take 
over Kayley's section for a minute so they could talk 
in the office. Kayley barely got "What the fuck, Paul," 
out of her mouth before she was stunned silent by Paul 
telling her simply to clock out and go home, because 
she was fired. Her services would no longer be 
required. 

There was 15 good minutes of yelling and cursing 
followed by Kayley throwing someone's Cobb salad at 
Paul's head while he ducked back into the office before 
the fry cook and one of the waiters managed to get in 
between them and shuffled Kayley out the door before 
Paul called the cops. There was a little more yelling 
after that before they finally got Kayley into her car 
and on her way home.

When she reached home she sat in the car crying for a 
couple more minutes before gaining enough control to 
realize she was being ridiculous. She made a half-assed 
attempt to clean her face of teary mascara streaks with 
a tissue before getting out of her car hoping to God 
her boyfriend was home alone so she could just smoke a 
joint, cry on his shoulder, go to bed maybe after some 
angry sex and put the night behind her.

She didn't have much luck with that. As usual Andy was 
gone. No note, no anything. She tried calling him, but 
as usual she only got his voicemail. She refrained from 
leaving a voice mail knowing that would result in 
nothing. She'd learned a long time ago that if he 
didn't answer his phone there was a reason and it was 
never good.

Instead she just through her phone on the couch and 
went to get the smoke tray from the bedroom closet, 
grab the bottle of Ambien from the bathroom cupboard 
and the bottle of tequila from the freezer and drugged 
herself into a coma on the couch hoping to forget the 
last few hours and wake up to a better day 12 hours 
later.

She woke up the next morning around 11:58 still alone 
and incredibly groggy. She made an educated guess that 
Andy never came home, but the unmade bed and the 
reappearance of the smoke tray (minus half the weed) in 
the closet told her differently. Again no note, no 
message on her phone, no anything to inform her of his 
whereabouts. She would've been pissed if she cared, but 
frankly she just couldn't be bothered at the that 
particular moment in time.

She knew his schedule. Monday was not one of his days 
to work. Ever. He was either out using her drugs to 
make friends with some other jackass loser or using her 
drugs to score himself some pussy on the side. 
Whatever. Fuck him.

Kayley just rolled herself another joint, smoked it and 
spent the rest of the day moping about the house 
ignoring her phone while she felt sorry for herself 
until Andy wandered in around seven and asked her 
bluntly "What the fuck are you doing here? Aren't 
supposed to be at work?"

That comment led to a half hour fight about how she 
could stupid enough to get fired and where the fuck 
Andy had been all day that ended when Andy called her a 
paranoid fucking cunt and stormed out the door only to 
reappear two hours later once he realized he had 
nowhere else to go. 

Not that he said that, of course. No, he was all false 
apologies and lovey dovey horse shit. And of course 
Kayley let him back in and they had sub-par session of 
emotionless make-up sex and they pretended that 
everything was okay for a couple more days.

Well, not quite that long, really. The cycle kept 
getting shorter and shorter. By the next morning he was 
already back to his old ways of not coming home until 
he felt like it and not answering his phone until the 
same. 

Sometimes she wondered why she didn't just go back 
home, swallow her pride and tell her mom she was right 
and it was a mistake, Andy was no good, she should've 
stayed in school, et cetera. The thought of her mother 
gloating and treating her like a twelve-year-old for 
the rest of her natural born life was usually more than 
enough to quiet those thoughts.

Not that she had any allusions that this was anything 
close to a permanent situation. Far from it. That was 
actually what disappointed her the most about losing 
her job. She had just reached the point where she could 
seriously consider kicking Andy out without going broke 
and starving just trying to make rent. She'd even been 
out looking at apartments for herself lately thinking 
maybe she could just pack her stuff while Andy was 
working and disappear into the night. 

Whatever worked. She really didn't care. She just 
wanted it to be over at some point one way or another. 
The repetitive nature of the fight, fuck, ignore each 
other ending phase of the relationship was wearing her 
thin. It simply had to end one way or another and soon 
or she'd simply snap. 

Over the next few days the feelings were strongly 
reinforced by Andy's complete lack of sympathy for her 
plight. His only concern was for the sudden lack of 
money for smoke and coke. Everything else meant nothing 
to him. She eventually had to hide her bank card from 
him and think of some new places to stash her drugs so 
he wouldn't rob her blind while she looked for work.

Luckily that didn't take long. Sadly, it wasn't exactly 
what she was hoping for. At least not at the time.

She'd actually only put in an application at the Short 
Stop on a whim, kind of as a safety in case she 
couldn't get another job as a waitress. As it turned 
out it was the only application she that got even a 
nibble on a job. 

Of the 10 restaurants she'd applied to absolutely none 
of them were hiring for anything but cook or 
dishwasher, and while she was hardly vain she couldn't 
imagine herself doing either. One was just way to 
stressful, and dishwashing? That simply was not going 
to happen as long as she had a single shred of her self 
respect still intact. Even being a clerk at crappy 
convenience store was better than coming home wet and 
disgusting smelling like grease and old food while 
getting paid minimum wage and being treated like shit 
by everyone else who worked there.

Still, working at convenience store was not exactly 
what she was hoping for either, but the owner seemed 
nice enough. Her interview was more a friendly meeting 
to get to know her than a job interview. Mr. Reyes was 
a nice, goofy old dude with a bright and calming 
demeanor who seemed more concerned with why Kayley 
wasn't smiling than by her lack of references and 
experience in the party store biz. He even managed to 
make her laugh with his casual, non-flirtatious charm. 
She hadn't laughed sober in months.

In less than 15 minutes found herself going home with a 
smile and a job. Simple as that. She started next week 
on Monday, 3:30pm. She didn't even have to take a piss 
test. At worst it would be a decent source of rent and 
smoke money until she could get something better.

She was actually quite happy about the whole thing and 
was all set to share her joy with Andy when she pulled 
in the driveway of their place and saw his car very 
much not there and the smile left her mind. The bastard 
had ditched her. Again.

The night before, in a pretty uncharacteristic act of 
kindness, Andy had actually apologized for his overall 
lack of sympathy and selfish attitude since Kayley had 
lost her job and had promised, again contrary to his 
recent attitude towards her and their shaky 
relationship, that after her interview he was going to 
take her out to dinner and then have a quiet evening at 
home getting fucked up and fucking like rabbits in 
heat. 

Something inside her at the time had told her it was 
all bullshit. After all, it came right after a long 
argument about his decision to "spend the night at a 
friends house" the night before, but frankly she had 
been tired and at that point they'd been yelling at 
each other for nearly two hours, so she gave in. 

Then they had fucked and for the first time in a couple 
months the bastard had actually done more than just use 
her as a wet hole to blow his load in. It was amazing. 
It had actually reminded her of why they first got 
together. It was almost enough to make her forget why 
she often wished he'd just go away.

She tried not to freak out right away and instead 
grabbed her cell and called him. When it kicked right 
to his voicemail she quickly slammed her phone shut, 
cursed under her breath and then slowly made her way 
out of her car and into their apartment. Over the next 
two hours she called him three times and never got even 
a single ring from his phone. Just three straight kicks 
to voice mail. After that she gave up.

An hour later she was adrift in a deep, narcotic sleep. 
It was only seven at night, but frankly it didn't 
matter. Asleep and unaware was better than awake, angry 
and depressed. 

Andy showed the next day, as usual, and immediately 
picked a fight with her. Kayley took the bait somewhat 
begrudgingly if only to help the cycle along its way. 
These shouting matches were pretty much the only way 
they communicated anymore aside from the hate fucking 
that generally followed after he pushed her a couple 
times and she threw some things at his head.

It was boring game, but frankly it was all they had. 
Fight, apologize, fuck, betray, repeat. Over and over 
and over again, et cetera, et cetera, ad nauseum, ad 
infinitum. Mindless repetition at its worst.

And, of course, that's how it went. Kayley gave in 
eventually after what seemed liked hours of tiring 
arguing. Andy left only to come back a few hours later 
to apologize and once again she let him have his way, 
but this time she didn't care if she came. She just 
waited it out and went through the motions until the 
bastard came inside her and rolled off of her to fall 
asleep while she got up to wash away his stink. She 
didn't even bother getting herself off. Frankly, she 
just wasn't in the mood.

When Andy woke up he made his usual promises to make it 
all up to her before making up some excuse to get out 
the door and go do whatever (or whoever) he did when he 
was out. He "promised" to be back soon and Kayley did 
her best to pretend to believe him, then went back to 
watching the L-word and wishing she could be like that. 
No men and all the baggage that went with them

Actually, she was, in a way. Before Andy, and 
immediately after her high school boyfriend Carlos had 
left for college with the promise of maintaining their 
relationship even though they'd be three states apart 
(only to renege his commitment less a month later), she 
did have a brief relationship of sorts with her then 
best friend Maddie. 

It all started one night after a party after Carlos had 
called to blow her off. By what turned out to be a 
happy coincidence, Maddie's boyfriend had done pretty 
much the same thing by fucking Maddie's step-sister at 
another party a few days before. Both girls had dates 
with some local frat boys who turned out to be walking 
dicks with entitlement complexes and they both decided 
pretty much at the same time to dump the guys and 
split.

Somehow Maddie had managed to drive back to the 
apartment they shared at the time even though they'd 
both had had more than their share to drink that night. 
So much in fact, that Kayley still had a hard time 
remembering exactly how everything went down after 
that. All she really remembered was rolling a blunt 
while Maddie grabbed a bottle of tequila she'd 
previously talked her step-dad into buying for her, and 
while they smoked and drank they bitched semi-
incoherently about guys and then one of them( she 
thought it was Maddie, but Maddie always swore up and 
down it was her) mentioned that wouldn't it be great if 
they could be dykes or muff divers or some other 
unflattering term, and somehow one thing led to 
another. The next day they found themselves hung-over 
and naked in the same bed, heads still between each 
other's legs.

At first the whole incident had been understandably 
awkward. Maddie even briefly considered moving out 
until they had a talk and mutually decided that their 
friendship was just too important to throw away for 
such a silly thing. Besides, it wasn't like it was 
going to happen again or anything.

And then, of course, it happened again. 

And then again

And again.

For about three months Kayley and Maddie fucked damn 
near every time they got drunk or high or had a couple 
hours of free time together late at night until Maddie 
met Jeff and Kayley met Andy. The whole time they 
consoled themselves with the idea that it was just an 
experiment and nothing more, but, honestly, they both 
knew the truth. It was some of the best sex they'd ever 
had.

But that was then. It had never happened again. Kayley 
was straight, after all. At least she was pretty sure 
she was. At worst, just a teensy bit bisexual.

She did still think about it occasionally when she 
masturbated, but generally only when she was pissed at 
Andy for being Andy. It was no big deal really.

Even as she felt her nipples harden and her pussy start 
to moisten as two characters from the show started to 
kiss and a short, but steamy love scene played out 
before, and even though that same image and the 
memories of Maddie were all she thought of as she used 
her clit stimulator (to give her the orgasm Andy had 
completely failed to give her), she still believed in 
her heart of hearts that it was nothing but a thing.

Still, sometimes she wished she could be a dyke, but 
that was never going to happen so whatever. 

It was just a thing. Nothing more.

When Andy came home the next morning to get ready for 
work, Kayley pretended to still be asleep until he took 
his shower, changed his clothes and headed off to work. 
She just didn't have anything to say to him anymore. 
Somehow she didn't think she ever really would again.

For some reason she briefly thought about calling 
Maddie, but instead she called her friend Gwen and 
spent the day with her smoking weed, hiking, bitching 
about men and catching up until she felt better and 
went home with a promise to hang out again later that 
week.

Andy, of course, wasn't home when she got there even 
though she knew he'd been out of work for over an hour, 
but somehow she didn't care. In fact, she was kind of 
glad. Then she took a shower, watched a movie and 
eventually went to bed.

And that was her weekend. It was hardly amazing that 
she really looking forward to Monday and the prospect 
of working again and getting away from home. It was 
just an extra bonus that she'd be working second shift 
and Andy would be working first. 

Still, she did have some trepidation when she pulled in 
behind the Short Stop and knocked on the office door. 
Even Mr. Reyes' big, smiling face was hardly enough to 
take it all away, but his kind, calming demeanor 
certainly was a help as he introduced her to his wife, 
Amelia, who ran register during the day as well doing 
most of the ordering and whatnot and Clarice, a sour 
looking, but nonetheless friendly housewife type who 
was smoking in the backroom when Mr. Reyes, who now 
insisted on being called "Miguel or Mike, whichever 
works better," and who apparently also ran the register 
when she wasn't stocking the cooler and shelves.

Then he introduced her to Sarah and her big, glowing 
smile. Kayley was instantly put at ease, though she 
wasn't exactly sure why. Sarah looked to about the same 
age as Kayley and about the same build, though a tad 
bit skinnier and athletic judging from her toned arms 
and the hint of flat belly that showed when she reached 
up to put her ipod on a shelf in the backroom. Her 
breasts also looked to be slightly bigger, but her ass 
was a little flatter in her loose cargo pants that 
nearly covered a pair of green converse high tops, 
which went well with her short plum colored hair for 
some reason.

Kayley's eyes went back to that tight tummy and then 
those breasts before she realized she was staring. She 
was quick enough that Mike, the easiest option for her 
Anglo tongue, didn't notice, but not quite quick enough 
to avoid a knowing smirk from Sarah that almost caused 
her to blush. Luckily Sarah seemed fully aware of this 
possibility and broke her concentration by offering 
Kayley her hand in greeting.

"So this is the newb, huh?" Sarah said with a sly wink 
to Kayley as if to let her know she was just playing, 
and for reasons as yet unknown to Kayley she almost 
blushed again. Luckily Mike unknowingly saved the day 
by bringing up the fact that Sarah would be the one 
training her for the next few days and the person she 
would likely work with most of the time before 
continuing her tour of the store.

Not that there was all that much to see. Just the beer 
cooler, the other cooler, the grocery back stockroom, 
the liquor back stockroom, the cigarette back 
stockroom, the "adult room" (which he actually seemed a 
tad bit embarrassed to show her for some reason), the 
office with the computer and the closed circuit 
television system and mess of paperwork and filing 
cabinets and, finally, the area behind the counter 
where she ran into Sarah and her knowing smirk again. 
Kayley met that smirk with a shy smile of her own while 
Mike prattled on about things she barely heard.

"And that's about it," Mike said finally, "Any 
questions?"

"Don't worry, Mike," Sarah said while still smirking 
before Kayley could even managed to answer him. "I'll 
show her everything she needs to know." 

"Well, good," Mike replied, "I'll be in the office 
finishing up your paperwork and getting you in the 
system and stuff until 4:30 if you do need to ask me 
anything. Oh, and just so you know, just keep coming in 
at three until I figure out exactly how I want to 
schedule you, okay?"

And that was it. Kayley was now a clerk for all intents 
and purposes. The first hour or so after that was spent 
taking turns watching Sarah ring up customer and ring 
them up herself with Sarah's helpful guidance while 
Amelia counted cigarettes in the back and Clarice ran 
the other register and made small talk with Sarah and 
Amelia about people Kayley didn't know. At 4:15 Clarice 
vanished into the back room to smoke another cigarette 
while still talking shit about strangers. Sarah and 
Amelia humored her while rolling their eyes at some of 
her more catty comments.

Then 4:30 came and Clarice left. A few minutes later 
and after one final word of support, Mike and Amelia 
shuffled out the door leaving Kayley and Sarah 
essentially alone. Kayley didn't really understand why, 
but for some reason that made her more than a little 
nervous.

Of course, there were customers that kept them somewhat 
busy, but Kayley was quickly learning that the Short 
Stop was a fairly relaxing place to work. Relative to 
waiting tables, time might as well have been standing 
still. There was plenty of time for small talk and 
Sarah seemed intent on using it to become friends with 
Kayley and, somewhat despite herself, Kayley was more 
than eager to oblige.

She quickly learned that she and Sarah had quite a bit 
in common besides taste in shoes. They shared extremely 
similar taste in music and movies though Sarah did 
manage to stump Kayley with some bands and films she 
mentioned. Kayley had never heard of Television or 
Richard Hell and the Voidoids. Apparently this was an 
absolute travesty that Sarah promised to remedy the 
very next day.

"That old shit is the best," she said with enthusiasm 
as she preached on about what was apparently a very 
important topic to her. Kayley couldn't help but feel 
that enthusiasm herself. 

She seemed to feel that way about nearly everything 
Sarah talked about that night. Even the most mundane 
work-related nonsense seemed almost musical coming from 
Sarah's raspy little voice. Kayley even found herself 
hanging out by the backroom door while Sarah smoked 
just to keep the conversation going. She almost 
would've been embarrassed if Sarah didn't do exactly 
the same thing when Kayley smoked.

It was weird to realize later, but when the night was 
over Kayley was almost disappointed. Not just because 
the prospects of doing anything more fun than smoke a 
joint or pop some pills and diddle herself once she got 
home were virtually nil or because the odds of getting 
in a fight with Andy were only equaled by the odds of 
him being mysteriously absent and unreachable, but 
because of something deeper she simply refused to 
label. Even Sarah seemed to feel the same way. She and 
Kayley actually stood out by their cars for a full half 
hour just chatting before Sarah's cell phone rang 
bringing them both back to reality.

Kayley was actually happy for the first time in awhile 
as she drove home, but as she pulled into the drive and 
saw that once again Andy was oddly absent, she sank a 
little bit inside. Oddly, though, it wasn't much as 
usual. As pissed as she was that the asshole was once 
again gone without a note or a call or anything, she 
actually felt something like relief. At least there 
would be no fight, no meaningless make-up sex, no 
feeling of self-loathing brought on by some hopeless 
act of contrition on her part, even though she was 
never the one in the wrong.

She didn't even think of making her usual pointless 
call to Andy's (almost certainly turned off) cell 
phone. She just packed her bong, took a few hits to 
relax herself before fingering herself to sleep with 
images of a faceless, plum-haired girl and of Maddie 
dancing through her head the whole time with zero 
guilt, but an incredibly intense orgasm as her payoff.

When she woke up she was surprised to find herself more 
relaxed and generally happy than she had been in 
awhile. She actually found herself almost excited about 
going to work. That had never happened before. The fact 
that it was all because of a girl didn't even bother 
her at all. Deep down inside a part of her felt there 
was something wrong with that, but, frankly, the 
majority of her just didn't care.

It helped that Sarah was simply fascinating. She was 
funny, smart and artistic and she always seemed to have 
something interesting to say about damned near 
anything, but not in a pompous way. She didn't just 
offer an unsolicited opinion for the sake of being 
opinionated. She only did it when it fit the 
conversation or when Kayley asked her.

Over the next few weeks Kayley and Sarah discovered 
they shared a lot of similar interests besides shoes 
and music. They were both devout potheads as well as 
users of other drugs. This news was especially exciting 
to Sarah since Kayley made it obvious that she had 
connections that Sarah simply didn't (which Kayley 
found simply amazing), but not for long as that 
information led to something even more intriguing about 
Sarah.

"Seriously?" Kayley had asked somewhat flabbergasted.

"Seriously," Sarah had come back quickly and with the 
appropriate dramatic touch, "I haven't been able to 
score steadily since I broke up with my girlfriend and 
moved back in with my mom."

"Girlfriend?" Kayley had responded almost too quickly 
resulting in a weird look from Sarah that almost made 
her blush with embarrassment when she realized how it 
sounded, "Sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I just 
didn't know you were gay."

"Well, I'm not," Sarah came back, and then corrected 
herself . "Well, not really anyway. I had a girlfriend, 
but that doesn't mean I'm gay or anything. You're not 
going to get all weird and stuff now, are you?"

"No, it just caught me off guard. Besides I'd be a 
total hypocrite if I freaked out on you for that."

"Really?" Sarah had responded raising her eyebrow 
before following it up with "How interesting."

"Oh, shut up," Kayley had replied feeling the heat rise 
to her cheeks as she scanned the store to make sure 
they were alone, "Don't tell anyone I said that. My 
boyfriend doesn't even know."

"Okay, okay," Sarah replied still smiling "but on one 
condition: you tell me all about this weekend."

Kayley agreed gladly before realizing that there was a 
good chance she'd just been hit on. Briefly she thought 
of reneging or at least getting a clarification, but 
something more powerful inside her completely put the 
brakes on that idea. Also, there was a customer. In 
fact, there were several as a game was letting out at 
the high school down the road. They were swamped for 
the next hour and any ideas of further conversation 
along those lines were buried under the necessity of 
getting her job done, but after that everything gained 
a whole new edge with Sarah.

Sex, which had already been touched upon, of course, 
now took on a more central role in their conversations. 
That's how Sarah learned the true depths of Kayley's 
problems and where Kayley finally found a good sounding 
board for her disgust with Andy. Sarah was extremely 
concerned with Kayley's need to make herself come the 
majority of the time.

"Why the hell are you even with him if all he does 
treat you like crap and can't even make you come?" 
Sarah had asked while stocked she cigarettes and Kayley 
rang up the sale of an apparently oblivious older man 
who just smiled at her vacantly while checking out her 
breasts. She frowned at him disapprovingly and waited 
for him to leave before answering.

"You really wanna know?"

"Well, yeah," Sarah came back in her usual smartass 
tone, "I asked, didn't I?"

"Because I need the rent money," Kayley replied weakly 
almost ashamed of her answer.

"Are you serious?" Sarah responded with 
incredulousness, "Girl, if all you need is a roommate 
talk to me." 

"Yeah, well it's a one bedroom, so..."

"So? I live with my Mom. I'd pay for half of everything 
just to ride your couch."

"Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously. Do you have any idea how hard is to 
pick someone up and take them to my Mom's house? She 
doesn't even know I'm bi and she still won't let me 
even have another girl stay the night."

"So? Go to their house."

"Easy for you to say. You live in your own apartment. 
Most of the girls I hook up with still live with their 
parents, too."

"What makes you think if I let you crash on my couch 
I'd any cooler than your mom with letting you bring 
girls over?"

"Oh, I think I could convince you."

"Oh really?"

"You have no idea how convincing I can be..."

And that was how a lot of their conversations went from 
then on for the next two weeks. It was scary, but not 
because Kayley was creeped out by the flirtation. 
Hardly. In fact, it was because she was anything but 
creeped out by it all that scared Kayley. She was 
actually more than a little intrigued by the idea. 

She did end up cancelling on Sarah that weekend though. 
Andy, the human roller coaster, was going through a 
very nice up phase and, yes, despite her better 
judgment she decided to give him another chance. The 
sex was still sub-par, but at least he seemed to be 
trying again. 

He even bought her flowers just like when they had 
first started dating. It was something. At least it was 
a lot better than what he had been doing over the last 
couple of months. Hell, he even rubbed her feet for 
three nights straight. 

Kayley was simply amazed, but there was a still a 
sinking feeling in her heart that just wouldn't go 
away. She just couldn't shake the feeling that this, 
like all of Andy's other attempts to be a good 
boyfriend, was doomed to failure. 

She also had an even darker feeling that deep down, in 
her heart of hearts, she wanted him to fail. Maybe it 
was because she was just plain sick of waiting for the 
other shoe to drop. Maybe it was because she was just 
sick of wondering.

Or maybe, just maybe, she was secretly sick of being 
with men. It wasn't the first time she'd had those 
feelings. The alcohol, after all, wasn't the reason 
she'd slept with Maddie. It just been the catalyst, the 
spark that helped ignite that brief, but brightly 
burning, flame.

Even during that brief semi-relationship with Maddie 
there had been something special there. Even though had 
both agreed after awhile that it was just friendly sex, 
nothing serious, there was always something more just 
under the surface

Kayley had never really admitted it to herself at the 
time, but up until the moment Maddie hooked up with 
Jeff, Kayley had never been happier with another person 
in her entire life. 

For the brief period after the shock wore off from the 
weirdness of their first experience together and the 
sex became just a natural progression in their 
relationship, everything was simply perfect. They were 
everything a couple was supposed to be. Kayley didn't 
even think about guys anymore. Being with Maddie had 
been all she wanted, but apparently Maddie had been on 
a different page.

Of course, that was probably why her relationship with 
Andy had started out so passionately, but had fizzled 
so quickly until it became the boring exercise in slow 
betrayal it was now. Andy had been her rebound. 

It made so much sense when looked at in that light.

Still, Kayley wasn't quite willing to accept all that 
even now, but as she continued to enjoy being around 
Sarah and their casual flirtation and while she and 
Andy continued to make weak attempts at maintaining 
their relationship at home, she had admit she was more 
than tempted. In fact, she actively encouraged Sarah by 
gleefully returning her attentions though a little more 
subtly.

She was constantly making little comments about Sarah's 
appearance, such as how cute her shoes were or how her 
hair looked sexy with the little emo barrettes she 
liked to wear. She also often found excuses to touch 
Sarah whenever possible without it being crass. A light 
caress of her arm when Sarah passed behind her to grab 
something. A light hand on Sarah's back or shoulders 
when she had to reach above her for a pack of 
cigarettes for a customer. When she saw Sarah had a 
tattoo on her belly just above her waist she couldn't 
resist touching it as if to feel the texture, but they 
both knew why she was really doing it. 

Hell, even some of the customers noticed. It was hard 
not to. Two cute girls flirting with each other was the 
beginning of most guys' most illogical sexual fantasy. 
Every girl knew that. Not that knowledge helped Kayley 
stop blushing when she noticed the look in certain 
people's eyes and she suddenly realized they could see 
right through her intentions. The fact that Sarah 
generally found those occurrences extremely hilarious 
didn't ease the embarrassment at all.

But, while working with Sarah was quickly looking like 
the beginning of something Kayley had never admitted to 
herself that she wanted more than anything, her whole 
life was quickly becoming pure torture. Especially when 
Andy stopped by to say "Hi." 

Sarah always tried her best to be nice, but it was hard 
for her. Every time he left she would find some way to 
jokingly mock him. Kayley laughed every time. She knew 
she shouldn't, but she just couldn't help it. She knew 
it wasn't going to last. It was over. They both knew 
it. Hell, she was pretty sure Andy knew it as well. 
They were just going through the motions

Then Andy had to go and make the decision easy for her 
by doing what she knew he'd do all along: He 
disappeared. Not only that, he managed to make it worse 
by disappearing right after visiting her at work and 
promising, not once, but multiple times, to be home and 
up when she got out of work.

As it turned out he may have been up, but he was most 
definitely not home. When she got inside she found a 
vaguely written note about having to go in to work for 
some guy. It would have been a great excuse since 
Kayley knew there was never anyone around to answer the 
phone in the office for the night shift.

Except for one little thing: the night before the 
asshole had told her the factory he worked at had just 
laid off the entire night shift because there weren't 
enough orders. He'd actually gone on and on about it 
while she'd been trying to watch a movie. She'd 
actually had to punch him in the arm to get him to shut 
up about it. Bitching about work was an annoying habit 
he had when he was tired and stoned.

Remembering that had caused Kayley to rip up the note 
on the spot before deciding that enough was enough. She 
packed up Andy's clothes and his toothbrush in his 
suitcase and overnight bag and that's when she noticed 
that a couple of those things were missing. Namely the 
ones someone might need if they were staying the night 
at someone's house. No toothbrush, no deodorant, no 
razor, no overnight bag.

For some reason that discovery made her cry, but not 
necessarily because of the deep sense of betrayal she 
now felt. No, it was more because of the overwhelming 
feeling of stupidity she felt for not having noticed it 
before. It was like it all suddenly made sense. 

She suddenly recalled noticing a thousand times over 
that something was missing when Andy was "working late" 
or "crashing at a friends house" and just never 
connecting the dots. She felt so dumb for not having 
connected the dots before.

She was always burying her suspicions and giving him 
one more chance. How could she have been so blind? How 
could she have ignored that little voice inside her and 
forgiven his cheating ass every fucking time his lying 
ass came back to her?

It was the last straw. After getting control of her 
tears she did exactly what she's set out to do in the 
first place and packed his stuff for him and stacked it 
by the door. 

She then called his phone knowing full well it would be 
off and instead of hanging up or leaving a pleading, 
passive-aggressive message as she had in the past, she 
left a short message that said: "Hey, you fucking 
asshole, this is it. We are through. Your shit is 
packed and waiting for you at the door. I suggest you 
come pick it tomorrow and get the fuck out of my 
fucking life. I don't where the fuck you are, but I 
know you ain't working for Julio or Julian or whoever 
the fuck you said. Fuck you and fuck whoever you're 
fucking or whatever. I don't fucking care. We're done. 
Come get your shit while I'm at work. I don't want to 
see you around anymore. Fuck you!"

After that she locked the deadbolt that Andy claimed he 
had lost his key to a couple of weeks ago and slid the 
bolt shut for good measure before taking a sleeping 
pill from her stash with a shot of tequila and heading 
off to bed. 

She woke up later than usual with her phone beeping 
intermittently letting her know she had messages. She 
didn't bother checking them until after she'd showered 
and brushed her teeth. Even then she just erased them 
as soon as she saw that they were from him and moved on 
with her day, getting ready for work.

For once she was going to stick to her guns. It was 
over. She wasn't at all happy about it, but it was 
over. She just prayed that Andy would be smart and let 
it go. Something told her that prayer was in vain, but 
she'd cross that bridge when she came to it. She just 
hoped she wouldn't have to deal with it.

That day at work Sarah had tried to be nice, but 
frankly Kayley could sense the unsaid chorus of "I told 
you so" she was holding back. Not that she resented her 
for it. Kayley knew full well she deserved that and so 
much more. 

She almost asked Sarah over that night, but that little 
voice of doubt inside her warned against it. Still, she 
made sure to get Sarah's cell number programmed in her 
phone and made sure several times to make sure they 
were still hanging out on Friday night after work even 
though exactly what they were going to do at one in the 
morning remained something of a mystery. 

Kayley had her hopes, but she really didn't want to 
jinx it. So far the plan was simply "get high and, you 
know, hang out and stuff," as Sarah put it.

As usual they talked and flirted subtly all through the 
night until well after they closed and then they talked 
some more until Kayley realized she should really get 
home and make sure the asshole was gone. She said as 
much to Sarah and they hugged good-bye. 

It was a long, lingering hug full of promise that ended 
with a light kiss on the neck from Sarah that sent 
shivers down Kayley's spine. God how she wanted to 
return that kiss, but there was something she had to do 
first, so she just gave Sarah one more hard squeeze 
before saying goodbye.

That one last squeeze kept lingering on and on until, 
after Kayley managed to pull back just a little to 
stare into Sarah's dark eyes, she found herself leaning 
in to do something she'd wanted to do for so very long 
while Sarah leaned in to do meet her halfway. 

Their eyes closed and their lips met for the first time 
and then parted almost instantly. Maybe it was nerves, 
maybe it was just pure, raw need, but it was the 
quickest a kiss had gone from soft to passionate in 
Kayley's young life. 

She almost felt drunk with excitement as she and Sarah 
shared the same breath while their tongues discovered 
each other. Their hands grasped at each other's soft 
flesh standing out in the open under the lone light in 
the rear parking lot of the Short Stop visible to 
anyone who might drive by. They didn't care. At least 
not for the moment while Sarah's hands insinuated their 
way under Kayley's shirt, and Kayley's hands grasped 
Sarah's tight, little butt through her tight jeans 
pulling Sarah tight to her.

It was so shocking, so intense that they likely would 
have fucked right there if a car coming around the 
corner hadn't momentarily caught them in its 
headlights, shocking Kayley back into reality.

"Oh shit," she said and then she tried to duck while 
Sarah looked at her confused, but with her arms to 
still wrapped around Kayley. When she realized a second 
later she couldn't but laugh at Kayley who blushed and 
looked down meekly as she realized how silly she was 
being. They were doing nothing wrong. Besides the car 
was already almost out of sight heading down the road 
off into the night.

"Come here, you dork," Sarah said still giggling as she 
pulled Kayley back up and into another kiss. This time 
it was softer, gentler, more sober and, sadly, quicker 
as Kayley reluctantly pulled away.

"I really should get going," Kayley said weakly, 
smiling an embarrassed smile for no real reason.

"Yeah," Sarah replied smiling herself as they continued 
to stand there hands gently caressing each other, "You 
really should."

"Yeah," was all Kayley could manage to reply as she 
stared into Sarah's eyes until Sarah laughed at her and 
they separated a little awkwardly. They then said 
goodbye, and Sarah made Kayley promise to call her if 
she needed anything before Kayley walked the short 
distance to her car and slipped the key in the lock. 
Sarah started to climb into her own car and then 
stopped.

"Hey," Sarah said turning around quickly right as 
Kayley was about to slip inside her car "You sure you 
don't want some backup? I know I'm all skinny and cute 
and stuff, but I've had a few step-brothers. I know 
where to kick for effect."

Kayley laughed and took all of a half second to agree 
with this promising proposition. It was also quickly 
decided that they'd both take Kayley's car and Sarah 
would simply spend the night and ride to work with 
Kayley based on the flimsy excuse that, if everything 
went well, they'd have a couple drinks and smoke a bowl 
or three.

And, of course, they would, but they knew that was not 
the real reason at all.

The ride to Kayley's apartment was filled with awkward 
flirting and nervous energy. This was partly because of 
what they were going to do, but they were also both 
pretty scared that Andy might be there waiting. Kayley 
assured Sarah he wasn't violent or anything, but there 
was still obviously the risk of a very unfriendly 
confrontation if he were there.

Thankfully his car was nowhere to be seen when they 
pulled into Kayley's parking lot. Kayley silently 
thanked God for that small miracle and let out a breath 
she didn't know she was holding before asking Sarah 
politely if she was ready. Sarah just laughed at her 
and said "Let's go, cutie."

Kayley almost blushed at that and then impulsively 
leaned over and placed a quick, but loving kiss on 
Sarah's delicious lips. They then got out of the car 
and headed up the stairs to Kayley's apartment holding 
hands and smiling the whole way until they came to her 
door and found a note.

Kayley grabbed it off the door and read it before 
saying "Fucking asshole," and then reading it out loud 
to Sarah. Basically it was an admission of guilt by 
Andy that somehow still managed to place all the blame 
on Kayley's head. Just as she'd suspected for so long 
he'd been cheating on her for the last couple of 
months. Apparently it was with some girl from his work 
she'd never even heard him mention. It went on to say 
that it was because of her inattentiveness to his needs 
and her general lack of enthusiasm in bed and that this 
girl, Andrea apparently, was the greatest lay in blah 
blah blah. Kayley couldn't get through the rest of it 
again before ripping it in half and grunting angrily.

"What a dick," Sarah said while Kayley angrily unlocked 
the door and headed inside and somewhat rudely, but 
excusably given the circumstances, began searching the 
apartment to make sure Andy hadn't stolen anything. 
Sarah didn't think anything of it. She simply locked 
the door behind her and then went to the couch, whipped 
out her ever-present Altoids tin full of weed and her 
rolling papers and started rolling while Kayley 
continued searching. 

"That fucker stole my bong," Kayley yelled from her 
bedroom as Sarah finished breaking up the bud.

"What an asshole," Sarah responded loudly as she 
prepared the paper for rolling. By the time she'd 
finished, Kayley was still looking around her bedroom, 
occasionally cursing under her breath at small, but 
important things missing that Andy had decided belonged 
to him. Sarah quickly came to the conclusion that if 
she was going to get Kayley to relax she was going to 
have to go to her. 

"Did he at least leave his key?" Sarah asked as she 
stood in the doorway looking concerned with the joint 
tucked behind her ear. Kayley just held up a brass key 
with one hand while she closed the bottom drawer with 
her other.

"I can't believe he took my bong. Asshole wasn't even 
with me when I bought that," Kayley said as she got up 
and then sat on the bed, 
"I can forgive the other crap, but that was my bong."

"Well," Sarah started as she sat down beside Kayley on 
the queen-sized bed and placed her hand on Kayley's 
knee giving it a squeeze, "At least he left the key."

"Yeah," Kayley said with a shy smile at the touch 
before falling back on the bed in resignation, "At 
least there's that."

"Also," Sarah continued as she scooted herself onto the 
bed to sit cross- legged staring down at Kayley with a 
flirty grin, "If you ever need a bong you can use mine. 
I don't mind sharing."

"You're a saint," Kayley said in an exhausted tone, 
"You don't happen to have it on you right now, do you? 
I don't even have papers."

"Way ahead of you, cutie," Sarah said before gently 
tossing the joint onto Kayley's stomach.

"I take that back. You're a fucking angel,'' Kayley 
said as she grabbed the joint and then sat up quickly 
and grabbed a lighter off the bedside table. "Hey, wait 
a minute. I thought you said you couldn't get weed."

"No, I said I didn't have a steady connection. I got 
that from a customer just the other day."

Who?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"Coy bitch!"

"Yeah, yeah. You gonna light that or just hold it all 
night?"

With that Kayley lit the joint and proceeded to get 
nice and relaxed. As they smoked they talked and 
flirted with Sarah leading the way, constantly touching 
Kayley in one way or another. A little knee squeeze 
here. A light push on Kayley's arm there. She brushed 
the hair out of Kayley's eyes once or twice. 

After they finished the joint Kayley offered to roll 
one from her stash and Sarah politely agreed even 
though she seemed to realize it was something of a 
stall. It was weird, but not that they were alone in 
her room, and it was alright even if Kayley was 
suddenly nervous at the prospect of giving in to her 
desires. Luckily, Sarah was more than happy to take her 
time.

By the time the second joint was rolled and smoked, 
Kayley was definitely more relaxed. When Sarah offered 
to give her a backrub, Kayley was too stoned to even 
think of a protest. Nor did she want to. Still, she 
found it hard to roll over onto her stomach. Luckily 
Sarah was more than willing to force the issue.

"Roll over, you lazy stoner," Sarah teased as she 
forcefully rolled a giggling Kayley onto her stomach 
and got up, grabbed Kayley's feet and pulled her all 
the way onto the bed. Kayley protested half-heartedly 
until Sarah told her to shut up.

Kayley felt a little embarrassed when her heartbeat 
seemed to quicken as she felt Sarah get back on the bed 
to straddle her waist. It quickened yet again when she 
felt Sarah's soft, but very strong hands begin to work 
their magic on her back. 

Sarah massaged Kayley's back for a good ten minutes 
flirting coyly, but keeping to her task of relaxing 
Kayley and relieving all tension. From Kayley's sleepy 
replies and soft sighs she knew was doing a good job of 
doing just that. 

In fact, she quickly realized she may have been doing 
too good of job at it if she wanted Kayley to be awake 
enough to do what she knew they both wanted to happen 
next.

"My, aren't you relaxed," Sarah teased as she slipped 
her hands under the back of Kayley's t-shirt and 
started to push it up slowly exposing Kayley's back.

"What are you doing?" a very sleepy sounding, but 
visibly smiling Kayley asked as she turned slightly to 
look back at Sarah.

"You mean you don't know?" Sarah responded as she 
pretended to continue her massage while exposing more 
of Kayley's sexy back. She then leaned down and placed 
a soft kiss on the back of Kayley's neck and slyly 
allowed her hands to slide down Kayley's sides to 
stroke the sides of her breasts.

Kayley could only answer with another sigh as Sarah 
continued to place soft, sensual kisses on the back of 
her neck. Then the kisses progressed to involve her ear 
as Sarah's hands remained busy softly caressing up 
Kayley's arms and then back down her sides while Kayley 
remained passive.

When Sarah bit her ear, Kayley couldn't help but squirm 
in ecstasy making Sarah chuckle lightly. Kayley 
squirmed again when Sarah lightly bit and licked back 
down her neck before quickly nipping her shoulder. 

Sarah had once again moved her hands under Kayley's t-
shirt, but this time she made it plain that she wanted 
it off. Kayley gladly obliged by lifting her body just 
enough to slide the unwanted item of clothing off her 
body. Sarah then quickly unhooked Kayley's bra before 
going back to placing soft kisses on Kayley's now bare 
flesh.

Kayley found it hard to stay still as Sarah kept 
placing her soft kisses and nips all over her back. 
When those kisses made it to where Sarah licked at her 
armpits, Kayley couldn't help but squirm. Still she 
shifted enough to let Sarah kiss her there. No lover 
had ever kissed her there, but she liked the feel of 
Sarah's soft lips nuzzling her armpits. 

She let out a light a moan when Sarah took advantage of 
her new posture to softly caress a breast under 
Kayley's now dangling bra. Sarah's delicate caress of 
her nipple as she moved her kisses back up to Kayley's 
shoulder was almost too much.

The slowness of it all was so foreign to Kayley. The 
slow, soft feel of Sarah's touch was so painfully 
erotic. Andy had never taken his time like this, and 
with Maddie she'd always been the aggressor. The pace 
of Sarah's foreplay was simply glorious. Kayley had 
never been as turned by so little before in her life.

She was almost disappointed when Sarah, after nipping 
at her again, whispered for her to turn over. Luckily 
she quickly realized how silly that sense of 
disappointment was. Sarah got off of her back just 
enough to give Kayley space to roll over, and quickly 
retook her place straddling her new lover's hips before 
reaching and pulling away the bra that was barely 
covering Kayley's breasts. She then proceeded to softly 
caress them as she smiled down at Kayley who happily 
return the smile.

"You are so beautiful," Sarah said softly as she gently 
tweaked Kayley's nipples, making Kayley sigh loudly as 
she brought her hands up to caress Sarah's sides. 
Kayley could only smile shyly for the moment in 
response as Sarah's pinching turned to gentle massaging 
of Kayley's breasts. Sarah smiled at little bit more at 
this first sign of reaction, as small as it was, from 
Kayley. The smile turned to a smirk when she felt 
Kayley gently pulling towards her as her hands crept 
under Sarah's t-shirt.

"So beautiful," Sarah said again as she gave in to 
Kayley' wordless plea and met her in soft kiss that 
quickly grew more passionate. The feel of Sarah's 
small, lithe frame straddled atop her felt so right to 
Kayley. Sarah's soft lips pressed against hers, Sarah's 
tongue playfully licking and occasionally delving into 
Kayley's mouth to play with her tongue, Sarah's hands 
softly kneading her breasts and the feel of her soft, 
almost silky skin under Kayley's explorative hands was 
just so right.

The only problem Kayley could find with the whole 
situation was the fact that Sarah was still fully 
dressed and she was still wearing her pants. She wanted 
to feel Sarah's soft skin sliding against hers. She 
wanted to feel Sarah's breasts as they brushed against 
hers, to feel her nipples scrape against hers, her 
tummy, everything without that damned t-shirt getting 
in the way. It didn't take Kayley long to get this 
feeling across to Sarah as she almost angrily pulled 
the offending item of clothing off over Sarah's head.

Suddenly the pace of their kissing was greatly 
increased as they both ventured to kiss and lick each 
other wherever their lips could make contact with the 
other's body. Lips, necks, ears, shoulder blades, 
armpits, nipples all were nipped and kissed with 
rapidly growing intensity while hands eagerly groped at 
soft flesh.

It all felt so good. Kayley couldn't help moaning 
loudly, almost obscenely, whenever Sarah's mouth with 
her flicking tongue, sucking lips and nibbling teeth 
found their way to her now almost painfully hard 
nipples. She was so aroused that when she felt Sarah's 
knee find its way between her thighs, she couldn't help 
but grind her wet pussy against it¾jeans or no.

Sarah did not fail to take notice of her friend's 
wanton behavior, but instead of pressing her knee 
harder against Kayley's needy pussy she pulled away and 
sat up. When Kayley groaned in frustration, Sarah 
chuckled. 

"Oh, you poor thing," Sarah chided before she leaned 
down and kissed her briefly, "I think we need to shed 
some more clothes." With that she scooted off Kayley to 
unbuckle her belt and undo her tight jeans. Kayley 
quickly got the message and lifted her hips just enough 
to let Sarah tug off her pants and panties in one swift 
motion and throw them on the floor. 

Without a word Kayley sat up to place a kiss on her 
lover's sweet lips while her hands ventured to Sarah's 
belt. Sarah quickly maneuvered herself to allow Kayley 
to quickly remove her pants and shove them to the 
floor. Kayley was somewhat surprised to find Sarah 
panty-less, but she didn't let it stop her from quickly 
smothering her with a sweltering, needy kiss. 

They laid there groping, grinding and kissing for what 
seemed like a small eternity, simply enjoying the feel 
of each other's naked body. The only sounds in the room 
were their moans, the wet smack of their kisses and 
occasional creaking as they rolled around leisurely on 
Kayley's queen-sized bed.

Kayley had almost forgotten how good it felt to simply 
touch the smooth, soft body of another girl and have it 
pressed against her own in a sweet, lustful embrace. 
The soft and occasionally just rough enough feel of 
Sarah's hands caressing her back and ass was simply 
exquisite. 

Sarah's kisses were just perfect. She even loved the 
taste of Sarah's lip gloss. The smell of her hair and 
the taste of her sweat, the way she cooed so sweetly 
when Kayley nibbled on her neck and the way Sarah 
sucked her nipples so perfectly was just all so right 
and good. 

Kayley couldn't even imagine how it could get any 
better until Sarah rolled her onto her back one more 
time and lowered herself again to suck and kiss her 
away around, between and all over Kayley's pert little 
breasts. Kayley moaned lightly and ran her fingers 
through Sarah's short, soft hair. This time, however, 
instead of slowly kissing her way back up Kayley's body 
to rejoin her in a kiss, Sarah instead made it obvious 
she intended to kiss Kayley somewhere else. 

Where exactly Sarah intended to kiss her new friend was 
indicated by the location of the fingers of her left 
hand, the one that was currently sliding gently between 
Kayley's moist and swollen labia. That light caress was 
more than enough to send something of an electrical 
shock up Kayley's spine, triggering a shaking moan and 
sexy shiver that made Sarah smile knowingly as she 
kissed her way down Kayley's smooth tummy.

"You like that, baby?" Sarah teased right before she 
licked a gentle circle around Kayley's belly button and 
the tiny little piercing that resided there. Before 
Kayley could even manage to form the beginning of a 
reply, Sarah changed whatever those words might have 
been into another sweet moan by caressing Kayley's 
poor, little clit. Judging from the way Kayley's hips 
bucked so deliciously at that simple touch Sarah knew 
she was more than ready for her tongue.

She didn't get it though. Not yet. As much as she 
wanted it and as much as Sarah wanted to give it to 
her, Sarah knew it would only be better if she made 
Kayley wait just a little bit longer for that. Instead 
as she kissed her way slowly down to Kayley's needy 
pussy, she placed only one sweet kiss on Kayley's hood 
before she kissed and licked her way slowly up Kayley's 
thigh.

Kayley's groan of frustration nearly made Sarah chuckle 
with impish delight, but instead she just smiled 
wickedly before placing a loving bite on Kayley's inner 
thigh. Kayley's jumped a little at that, and she jumped 
a little again when Sarah placed another small bite on 
Kayley's other thigh before patiently kissing and 
nibbling her way back to Kayley's center.

Sarah's teasing kisses around Kayley's smooth sex were 
driving Kayley crazy. That sweet mouth with those 
lovely lips and the long, beautiful tongue seemed to be 
kissing her everywhere but the one place she wanted 
them more than anything. As Sarah's soft, but firm 
hands caressed Kayley's thighs and gently urged them to 
spread wider, Kayley could only reach down and stroke 
Sarah's hair, urging her toward her pussy, only to be 
denied so cruelly by her serenely sadistic friend.

It didn't take long for that soft stroking to become 
more and more like vicious tugging as Kayley almost 
tried to force Sarah's mouth to finally grant her 
release. Finally, half out of a desire to make Kayley 
come and partially out of a desire to not have her hair 
ripped from her scalp, Sarah relented and finally 
placed her mouth on Kayley's hot, dripping sex.

Of course, that did only a little to loosen Kayley's 
grip on Sarah's short hair, but Sarah really didn't 
care. She was done teasing now. She was concentrating 
on making Kayley come harder then she ever had in her 
life. Judging from the profanity mixed with lustful 
grunts that were at that moment escaping from Kayley's 
beautiful mouth, Sarah was fairly certain it wouldn't 
take long.

This thought was mixed with a tiny tinge of sadness for 
Sarah as she slid her tongue up and down Kayley's 
dripping crevice enjoying the sweet taste of her new 
lover's delicious nectar while Kayley bucked against 
her tongue. Sarah loved this game of sweet, delectable 
torture so much that it was always with a little 
sadness that she finally gave in and allowed her lover 
to have her first orgasm. That sadness always passed 
quickly however and this night was no exception.

Kayley's panting and moaning was music to Sarah's ears 
as she continued to savor Kayley's taste on her tongue. 
She still teased a little, but only enough to keep 
Kayley on the edge without letting her fall quite yet. 

She didn't center her efforts solely on Kayley's 
obviously aroused clit, but she didn't avoid it anymore 
either. Instead she was intent on licking and kissing 
every square millimeter of Kayley's sex. Her hands no 
longer simply caressed and kneaded Kayley's thighs but 
instead she used them to tilt Kayley's pelvis upward so 
she get her tongue anywhere she wanted it.

The shivering coo that emerged from Kayley's lips when 
Sarah's tongue first ventured to lick her musky rosebud 
was especially pleasing for Sarah. She loved a girl who 
was willing to accept all the pleasure her body had to 
offer. Her last girlfriend had been a bit of prude in 
that department, so Sarah was more than happy to stay 
there, tongue firmly planted between Kayley's cute 
little butt cheeks, licking that forbidden place. Her 
fingers rewarded Kayley's dirtiness with slow, delicate 
circles over her clit, but only for a moment before she 
back to light teasing.

"Oh fucking God, please eat me, Sarah!" Kayley suddenly 
grunted huskily between pants while she renewed her 
pulling on Sarah's hair urging her back to her clit.

"You wanna come, baby?" Sarah whispered sweetly still 
grinning impishly before placing a quick lick on 
Kayley's hood. "Oh, please, baby!" Kayley begged 
breathlessly, and was a rewarded with another quick 
lick.

"Do you think you're ready for my fingers in your 
tight, little pussy?" Sarah teased again as she ran her 
index finger ever so lightly between Kayley's lips, 
then once again gave Kayley's poor, swollen clit 
another short, sensuous lick. Kayley's hips bucked 
again almost violently and Sarah eased her finger just 
a little tiny bit more. "Answer me, sweetie. Are you 
ready for my fingers?"

"Oh, please, Sarah. Please..." Kayley began to beg only 
to cut herself off with a high pitched, but rather 
quiet squeal as Sarah's finger slid inside her. At that 
same moment, Sarah's sweet lips surrounded her clit and 
finally began to seriously work Kayley's pussy toward 
sweet release.

After that there were no more words coming from 
Kayley's mouth, but only more squeals of intense 
pleasure as Sarah quickly managed to add another finger 
to pump inside of Kayley's sex while she licked and 
suck on Kayley's clit. Sarah somehow managed to never 
lose contact while Kayley fucked her face 
uncontrollably. Her hands still managed to find 
purchase in Sarah's hair, holding her to her even 
though she now no intention of moving until Kayley 
screamed her surrender.

Kayley couldn't take her eyes off the beautiful face 
with those passionate eyes and that beautiful mouth she 
could no longer really see, but which she could feel 
doing such wonderful things to her. Sarah stared right 
back at her longingly. Her beautiful face was no longer 
smiling, but that didn't matter. It was still 
beautiful. Perhaps even the most beautiful thing Kayley 
had ever seen.

Sarah was of a similar opinion as she stared into 
Kayley's lust-filled eyes. She skillfully manipulated 
Kayley's sex, trying her damnedest to make her come 
harder than she ever had before. She wasn't thinking 
about herself at the moment. Her sole task was bringing 
Kayley as much pleasure as possible. Even if Kayley 
were to pass out immediately afterward and sleep 
straight through to the morning, Sarah would've been 
pleased. Of course, she would hardly spite Kayley if 
she insisted on making Sarah come as well, but that was 
not the point. It was only a possibility.

There they were lying on Kayley's bed locked in a gaze 
as Sarah tried her best to blow Kayley's mind, and 
Kayley wordlessly urged Sarah on as the beautiful 
tension just kept building and building in her young, 
over-stimulated body. It was almost the perfect moment. 

Then, just as Sarah slid her ring finger inside of her 
friends sopping wet pussy, perfection became reality as 
Kayley's body tensed up and she saw stars as her pussy 
convulsed around Sarah's fingers and her juices covered 
Sarah's face. Everything went silent for a moment 
except the sound of her heartbeat, and she actually saw 
stars again as she shut her eyes hard to the pleasure 
overtaking her body. 

Sarah just kept licking and pumping her fingers in 
Kayley's quaking sex until she was sure Kayley had come 
back down from her trip to the stratosphere. Kayley's 
breathing returned to something resembling normal and 
her eyes opened as she looked down at Sarah's now wet 
face and laughed as only a girl who'd just had her mind 
completely blown could. Sarah finally stopped and after 
placing one last kiss on Kayley's pussy she offered 
slick fingers to Kayley who sucked on them gratefully 
until Sarah slithered her way up Kayley's body to meet 
her in a kiss.

It was a wet, sloppy kiss that found them rolling 
around on the bed again grabbing at each others' soft, 
sweaty flesh occasionally grinding against each other 
as they enjoyed each others touch. 

"Oh, I fucking love you," Kayley said between kisses. 
She had never come like that before in her life. Not 
with Andy, not with Maddie, not even with herself. 
Definitely not with her first orgasm of the night. 
Usually, for Kayley, that was weakest. God, how she 
hoped that trend continued as she was nowhere close to 
being done for the night.

"Right back at you, sweetness," Sarah replied playfully 
as she let Kayley pin her on bed. Again they kissed 
lovingly only to break apart with a mutual giggle only 
to kiss again. Their fingers entwined as they clutched 
at each others' hands and the giggles did not return.

The feel of their sweaty bodies sliding against each 
other soon brought seriousness back to their 
lovemaking. The soft caress of Sarah's tongue playfully 
against her own made Kayley realize that what she said 
had been true at least in a way. She was falling for 
this sweet, beautiful girl who now lay naked underneath 
her, their nipples scraping together, their bellies 
sliding against each other, their clits occasionally 
receiving a sweet grind from the other's thigh. It may 
not have been love with a capital "L," but she already 
knew she wanted more of this girl and the most 
wonderful feeling she had ever had in her life. She 
also knew that she wanted to give Sarah exactly what 
she'd just given her and that she wanted to do it more 
than anything.

It wasn't out of some sense of obligation, either. Nor 
was it because it was fair or anything equally as 
simplistic. No, she simply wanted to make Sarah feel 
exactly what she had felt: pure, unadulterated 
pleasure, and she wanted to be the one to give it to 
her.

Somewhat reluctantly she released Sarah's hands to 
bring hers to Sarah's cute little breasts. She gave 
those pert mounds a gentle squeeze before tweaking the 
taut little nipples that sat at their centers while 
slowly, but purposefully kissing her way to the valley 
between them. Taking her cue from the way Sarah had 
made love to her breasts, Kayley made sure to kiss, 
nibble and lick every little bit of skin she could 
before making sure Sarah's nipples got their fair share 
of attention.

"Bite them," Sarah whispered dreamily as she ran her 
fingers through Kayley's soft hair. She then hissed 
sweetly when Kayley did exactly that. When Sarah urged 
her to do it harder Kayley didn't hesitate and was 
again rewarded with a soft hiss and a sweet, little 
squirm as she pulled on Sarah's nipples with her teeth.

Then she switched her attention from one lovely breast 
to the other Kayley allowed her hand to find its way 
down to Sarah's bald pussy and for the first time in 
way too long touched another girl's sex. She's almost 
forgotten how good it felt to touch another girl down 
there. The taste, the smell, the feel, the way she'd 
always felt so powerful when she'd made Maddie come. As 
her fingers caressed Sarah's slit for the first time it 
all came rushing back to her.

Sarah's soft sigh from Kayley's gentle, exploratory 
touch nearly sent a shiver down Kayley's spine. She was 
caught between the desire to eat her friend's pussy and 
to keep teasing her, trying to prolong the lovemaking. 
When she brought her finger to her lips and tasted 
Sarah's sweetness for the first time, the decision was 
made for her. The game was over. As much as she wanted 
to lick and kiss her way down slowly, she needed to 
lick Sarah's pussy and she needed to do it now. 

Before Sarah even knew what hit her Kayley had scooted 
down to rest her face at Sarah's pussy, and instantly 
began to devour her friend like a women possessed. 
Sarah would have giggled mischievously at Kayley's 
eagerness, but she was too busy moaning as Kayley's 
tongue explored and tasted her sex.

It was weird thought, but Kayley couldn't help but feel 
comfortable where she was at that moment. Burying her 
face between her new lover's thighs and licking her 
pussy while Sarah's hand softly stroked her hair felt 
so natural, so right. Why she'd denied herself this 
feeling for so long was beyond her. Not with Sarah 
necessarily, but in general. She'd just never felt so 
right before except when she'd been with Maddie.

Fleetingly she wondered silently if this meant she was 
gay as she spread Sarah's pussy with her fingers and 
dipped her tongue inside her to lick her pink 
sweetness, but quickly realized that that didn't really 
matter at the moment. If she was, she was. That was all 
there was to it. She wasn't going to worry about it 
right then. She was far too busy staring into Sarah's 
dark, beautiful eyes as she flicked her clit with her 
tongue and slowly began to ease her fingers inside 
feeling Sarah's wetness and her warmth.

"Yeah, fuck me, Kayley," Sarah hissed as she felt 
Kayley slide two fingers inside her. She then almost 
screamed when she felt those fingers start to move and 
curl inside her. Until that moment she'd still been 
under the delusion that Kayley wasn't all that 
experienced with making other girls come despite 
knowing she wasn't quite a girl virgin. Once she found 
that spot that only one other person in her short life 
had ever found before, Sarah couldn't help but change 
her thinking about Kayley's experience with girls. 

Or she would have if she hadn't been so busy 
alternating between nearly screaming in pleasure, 
whining, panting and holding her breath. Her hands 
quickly found their way to her breasts to squeeze and 
pinch as she rapidly felt herself nearing climax. 
Kayley's mouth on her clit and her fingers in Sarah's 
pussy were just too much.

When Sarah came she found herself shaking, her moans 
coming out in long, loud shivers as she locked her legs 
around Kayley's back in a subconscious attempt to hold 
her there until the glory of her orgasm faded. She 
needn't have worried however. Kayley was far too busy 
enjoying the raw beauty of Sarah's body in a state of 
bliss that she herself had brought about. She also took 
a small measure of pride in the fact that her chin and 
fingers were simply drenched with Sarah's juices.

Sarah seemed to take forever to come down from her 
orgasm. Of course, the fact that Kayley refused to let 
up on her friend's beautiful pussy until Sarah made her 
stop probably had a good deal to do with that. When 
Sarah finally kicked her softly, but with loving menace 
in her butt, Kayley just smiled brightly and wetly as 
she pulled her shining fingers from Sarah's sex and 
gave Sarah a taste of her own sweet nectar. Then she 
shared it with Sarah again in a sweet, loving kiss that 
seemed to go on forever. They once again enjoyed the 
feel of each other's body pressed closed together as 
they shared Sarah's flavor still on Kayley's lips, chin 
and tongue.

This time, however, there was no rolling around. 
Instead as Kayley laid atop her friend, she found 
herself slowly humping her clit against Sarah's leg. It 
was a small pleasure she'd shared with Maddie several 
times during that brief relationship. A small pleasure 
that they'd both enjoyed quite a bit. She'd even tried 
it with Andy once or twice, but quickly found that her 
slow gyrations were inevitably interpreted by him as a 
sign that she was ready to fuck, so she quickly stopped 
trying to get him to understand her varying moods and 
needs.

Luckily, Sarah didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, she 
simply shifted her leg just a wee little bit to 
accommodate Kayley's grinding and her own. Sarah's 
hands and fingers softly stroked Kayley's lower back 
and ass, subtly guiding and encouraging her to do as 
she wished.

At first they simply humped against each other slowly, 
somewhat relaxed, almost absentmindedly. It was 
secondary to their kissing and the gentle caressing of 
soft, feminine flesh. That gradually changed as the 
soft rubbing and bumping gave way to more needy 
grinding.

Their kissing start to give way to soft panting in each 
other's ears and soft biting on shoulderblades and 
necks. They whispered, or panted, soft words into each 
other's ears, as Sarah's hands found their way to 
Kayley's smooth buttocks.

"Oh, God," Kayley panted into Sarah's ear as Sarah 
sucked on her neck, "You feel so fucking good."

"Fuck me, baby," was the only response Sarah could 
think of thanks to Kayley pressing her thigh against 
Sarah's clit with perfect amount of pressure just when 
she was trying to think of something to say. Kayley 
wasted no time in maneuvering her body so that she 
pressed her hot, wet pussy against Sarah's equally damp 
sex. Kayley felt Sarah's hand greedily clutching at her 
ass cheeks, urging her on as she humped her thigh in 
blind lust. 

They feel of their pussies rubbing and sometimes almost 
slapping together was just too much for both of them 
after awhile. Exquisite was the only word for it. 
Almost too exquisite as Kayley quickly began to lose 
control and just started grinding away lost in the 
sensation, not even realizing that she wasn't even 
hitting Sarah's pussy anymore. 

Luckily Sarah wasn't one to hold a grudge against an 
overly enthusiastic lover. She was more proud then 
anything. Maybe a little amused as well, but the fact 
that Kayley was so obviously turned on by their 
lovemaking that she was completely lost in her pleasure 
made Sarah feel kind of proud, really. 

Kayley was so lost in her need to come again she barely 
even noticed when Sarah removed one of her hands from 
her ass. She wasn't so lost however that she failed to 
notice when that hand somehow found its way between her 
pussy and Sarah's thighs at same time as Sarah's mouth 
found a nipple to suckle and bite.

"Oh, fuck yeah," were the only words Kayley could 
manage to find in her lust-fogged mind as Sarah slipped 
first one then a second finger inside her. Those 
fingers started to curl inside of her as Sarah's palm 
remained firmly pressed against Kayley's clit while 
Kayley still mindlessly pumped her hips. and even those 
three simple words were lost to her. Every noise after 
that that came from Kayley's sweet lips was a mix of 
grunting, panting and almost painful-sounding squeals 
of pleasure. She could barely even open her eyes.

"Come for me, baby," Sarah encouraged as Kayley's 
orgasm quickly approached. She repeated it again and 
Kayley opened her eyes to stare into Sarah's beautiful 
brown eyes for the briefest of moments. She wasn't 
exactly sure what she saw in those eyes. It wasn't 
quite love, but it was close. 

Whatever it was she instantly felt the need to do 
exactly what this beautiful girl wanted. Sarah's 
fingers were hitting places inside her she'd previously 
been completely unaware of. She could feel the sweat 
dripping down her body, hear her panting become needier 
and, more importantly, she could feel it spreading 
throughout her entire being.

When it finally hit her, Kayley let out a moan that was 
almost a scream. If she'd been aware of her 
surroundings she would've worried about waking her 
neighbors (and she most likely did) as Sarah's fingers 
set her off in a way no one had even come close to 
doing before. The glory of her first orgasm of the 
night was nothing compared to the feeling she had at 
that moment. She actually shook against Sarah's 
delicate little fingers as they kept up their work 
until Kayley collapsed on top of Sarah's sweet body and 
panted heavily until she'd recovered enough to kiss her 
lover greedily.

Again they kissed for awhile until Sarah maneuvered 
Kayley so they could enjoy the taste of each other's 
sex together while slowly licking and fingering each 
other to orgasm a few more or so each until Kayley 
somehow caught a glimpse at her alarm clock and 
realized it was already almost four in the morning. She 
reluctantly told Sarah that they really should go to 
bed.

After turning off the lights, making sure the door was 
locked and setting her alarm for the morning, Kayley 
crawled back into bed with her new lover and cuddled up 
to her soft, naked form. After their lingering 
goodnight kiss, Kayley slept better than she had in 
months.

END

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a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
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