Poison

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Summary: From writer/producer Chris Angel comes this intoxicating tale of lesbian lust and...love? Poison.

Original Airdate: June 25, 2008 @ 9:00 p.m.
(following by an ALL NEW ' Megan In Charge!')

Story Codes: no sex

After their meeting at the library (though Lisa was still at a loss to explain how Dani knew she was going to be there) the first thoughts Lisa had upon Dani's leaving was how to get out of this without hurting her feelings. Once Dani was gone she immediately started to regret the fact that she had agreed to meet up with her afterschool. As much as she had been thinking and daydreaming about what had happened between them last week -- it couldn't outshine her overwhelming insecurity about it all. Lisa was never what you might call a `strong woman' but she led a sheltered and safe life with her parents, the people who cared about her and wanted the best for her. But on that night something quite alien happened to Lisa. She had, for the first time in her life, truly felt vulnerable. It was the same anytime Lisa saw Dani. She could barely bring herself to refuse the older woman anything. And in the pit of her stomach she felt overpowering lusts and urges that had also been alien to her --- no more than two weeks ago. To be thrust into that kind of scenario was no picnic and Lisa's case was no exception to the rule. When they had slept together, Lisa felt unbound and free in a way she couldn't fully describe. She was naked both physically and emotionally -- but she resented the latter. There was no control with Dani, only submission, submission to her own desires and of course to Dani's.

In short -- Lisa couldn't control herself with Dani -- and it terrified her.

When it occurred to her that she just couldn't think of a logical way to get out of meeting Dani afterschool, she settled on trying to block it all out until she could. After smoothing out her clothes, made messy and unkempt from Dani's virile groping at her, she tried to sit down and read once more. And just like in Mrs. Swirlin's history class she found it impossible to do so with so much on her mind. The words became garbled again and she couldn't take any of them in, let alone any of the messages it was trying to present to her. Then the bell rang.

Lisa immediately slammed her book shut and winced, nervously running her hand through her short bangs. The lunch period was over, class would get started again soon, and she still hadn't found the strength of will to focus on her work. Not only was her mind now preoccupied with thoughts of Dani but now also of what to do about the Dani situation. And ignoring it through books wasn't working. Despite the dilemma she merely packed her stuff back into her bag and exited the library as fast as she could. She didn't even stop to check if there was a book she might like to loan out for any homework she had for the weekend -- which was something she did almost every time she came to the library.

What followed was three more hours worth of classes that Lisa wasn't even trying to bring herself to pay attention to. Fortunately for her she had been one of the quietest and most inconsequential of all students at Alderson High. That meant that she didn't bother a lot of people and not a whole lot of people bothered her. She could go through some classes without being noticed at all -- she kept to herself that much. If Lisa hadn't been so distracted with everything else then she would have been grateful for that, because it meant that she could go through the rest of her classes without anybody else bugging her about not paying attention. Not all the teachers at Alderson High were as doggedly perceptive as Mrs. Swirlin, it seemed.

When the final bell rang Lisa squirmed internally. Just as everyone else started to rise from their seats, pack up their gear and make tracks for the door, she swallowed and skimmed through a course of action. No one noticed that she hadn't moved from her seat except the Geography teacher, Mr. Peyton, as he put away some of his numerous sleeves of notes in his briefcase. He looked up a moment and saw her sitting silently by her desk, too confused to leave.

"Hey, Lisa," he said cheerfully. "Lesson's over!"

She blinked, just barely registering his voice. "Huh?"

"Hey, are you okay? You look a little pale, kid."

By now everyone else had left the room. With no one around Lisa stared first at Mr. Peyton then at her desk. Her notebook was blank again. But she didn't want to leave either. Leaving meant facing something she was trying so hard to avoid -- and she still wasn't completely sure why. Not only that but it was becoming clear that she wasn't hiding her anxieties very well. Mr. Peyton was the second teacher today to notice that she wasn't feeling right.

The girl shook her head, scattering the cobwebs of thought, plastered a fake smile on her face all for Mr. Peyton's benefit, and shunted her notebook and pens into her backpack. "...Um, I'm... I'm fine, sir. I should be going now..."

Before he could question her further about things she quickly exited through door and stepped out into the corridors. At that point all the thinking that Lisa had done through the day (the thinking that in fact didn't get her anywhere) was put on the backburner. For a prolonged few minutes she simply `walked', not knowing or caring where she was going. It caused her to dart between kids, exit the building through its glassy front doors, from there she stepped out into a warm late spring afternoon that the courtyard was basking in. a little extra sunlight didn't stop her from unintentionally walking out of the school precinct, around its length, then toward its rear near the streets that lay behind the fencing of the football fields. What lay there was a car park. When Lisa finally stepped out of her oblivious trance she heard a car horn blare at her. Across tarmac and white street paint was Dani, perched in the driver's seat of her crimson red auto. The heartbeat she hadn't realized was thumping now became all too clear just as her heavy breathing had done. Had she really led herself to their meeting place that easily? At the very last minute she thought about making some kind of excuse to get out of this. Maybe she could just tell Dani that her Mom needed her to get home on time tonight. Maybe she could suggest something about an important assignment or something that was due in tomorrow and it had to be polished up tonight -- but Lisa quickly dispelled those thoughts. Dani wasn't stupid, she knew that Lisa's relationship with her Mom wasn't all that great and she knew that she didn't have any big assignments to hand in -- most of them Lisa had already completed. More importantly there was no guarantee that Dani would listen. She had this tenacious, rigid will to get whatever she wanted no matter how much anyone else insisted otherwise. It then became clear.

She couldn't get out of this.

Lisa's shoulders sagged at the thought as she and Dani stared at each other across the car park. Despite her will to avoid this, as well as the intelligence that suggested her `Ivy League destiny', she was at a loss to think up a way to get out of this thing and do so without being derailed on it. And so she impotently advanced on Dani's car, stepping towards that widening self-assured grin, declaring without doubt her complacency. Dani leaned over and opened up the passenger side door, patting the seat's leather upholstery as though it were some kind of welcoming mat.

"Have a seat." Dani spoke.

Lisa nervously sat down, not willing to make eye contact with her, and shut the door. Dani kept both hands on the inert wheel and grinned brightly, devouring every inch of Lisa's body with her eyes. She was such a pretty specimen. Though she was a year away from college she certainly didn't look it. Lisa looked more like a fifteen-year-old; she appeared so young for her age. You honestly couldn't blame anyone for thinking that she'd just crept out of junior high because the way she looked so often whispered it -- her baby-soft, lightly freckled cheeks, so prone to the blush; her relatively diminutive height, her tiny and oh so adorable breasts, her thin arms and legs, the `innocence' in her eyes -- they all contributed to her adolescent prettiness, a prettiness she was quite oblivious to. Had Lisa sported a different personality Dani was sure that the guys at this school wouldn't have left her alone. Fortunately she was so unassuming that no one had noticed her... with the exception of Dani.

"You look so pretty today, Lisa..." Dani whispered.

The smaller girl blushed, staring at her shoes.

"Well?" She prodded. "Aren't you gonna say the same about me."

Lisa's blushed deepened in a brighter hue of red. "...You always look pretty."

If you were smart enough to notice the emphasis then you'd know that wasn't exactly a compliment. But all it did was make Dani smile more. Lisa could have an edge to her but unfortunately she didn't show that side often. Yet simply knowing it was there and knowing that she was only one who knew of it endeared Dani toward Lisa all the more. The brunette shifted a little on her seat and wrapped her arm around the headrest of Lisa's, moving closer to her. Finally Lisa looked up. When their eyes connected for that moment, a fragile sapphire pair trapped by carnivorous brown ones, she realized that Dani was leaning in to kiss her. Lisa quickly pressed her palms up against Dani's shoulders, stopping her.

"Don't..." The frail blonde pleaded. "...You said we would just talk..."

"...Sorry. It's just, sometimes I see you and it's like... I can't control myself..." Dani exhaled. "You know what, forget it. Lets go."

When Dani's left hand returned to the wheel and her right one twisted the key in the ignition, bringing the engine to roaring life, the two of them fell into a silence. Dani pulled up out of the car park and drove off down one of the side streets that eventually cut into the expanse of the overwhelming city known as Los Angeles. Lisa eventually stared out of the window and watched West Hollywood pass her by. Endless palm trees, endless sidewalks, endless people, endless shops, endless homes, endless everything. Other things always seemed dull when she was around Dani. Lisa never knew why she felt that way but she did. Yet as she was staring out through the window at the clustered monotony she gleamed, she noted something she didn't know.

"Where are we going?" Lisa asked expectantly.

"A little place. Nice and quiet."

Wasn't much to go by but Lisa didn't argue. She returned to staring out the window and Lisa returned to her driving. Eventually the two of the drove out of the area and turned into a side street near a dog-walking park. Dani drove around it and ended up pulling into an old abandoned lot behind the park. It was empty, it's fencing covered over with reeds and cracks forming across the expanse of its stone flooring. Not many cars drove by here apparently. The only real signs of life were the loud dogs barking in the background of the park woodland. Dani parked the car up in the corner of this abandoned lot and shut off the engine.

"Is this the place?"

Dani smiled at her again. "We don't have to worry about anybody else out here. And you wanted to talk right? So talk."

All of a sudden Lisa felt like she was being put on the spot. She didn't speak well when she was on the spot. She looked up and stared at Dani to see if she really wanted to hear what she had to say -- and from the looks of things she did. She then cast her eyes away and pondered what she did want to say. After resolving herself on the words and the motivation behind them, she whispered nervously,

"I... I don't think we should see each other anymore..."

Dani rolled her eyes. "Not this shit again."

"...It's... not a good time for me right now," Lisa struggled to defend her stance. "...I've got a lot of work, I-I-I've got to think about my parents, and... I just... I don't want to be..."

"Oh don't feed me that crap," Suddenly her voice was rising. Lisa shrunk as Dani piped up. "What are you so damn scared of? We've already had sex and it was great. I know you liked it Lisa I was there. So what the hell is your problem now?"

Lisa winced. "I... I don't know. Please don't... shout at me."

"Look, I'm not getting angry, I just..." She paused with a frustrated sigh, calmed herself by running a hand through her jet-black hair, and then grabbed the handle of the right car door. "Get out of the car."

"What?"

Dani's voice went terse as she opened the door her side. "I said get outta the car."

She said she wasn't angry but that didn't sound to be the case. So Lisa quickly did as she was told and opened up the left door. By the time she got out Dani was standing at the rear right car door with a hand on the roof. With a nod she gestured to the parallel door.

"Get inside." She commanded.

Again Lisa merely did what was asked of her by opening the door, getting inside, and sitting down. Dani then walked around the back of the car and entered. Lisa was at a loss to understand what was going on but that proved to be only a brief moment of confusion. The next thing she knew she was being pushed down over the backseats with Dani's mouth smothering her own. Lisa's reflexive gasps dissolved into their forceful kiss, with Lisa grasping by the wrists and pushing them both up above her head. Dani's actions were quick and smooth; with ease she slid up and mounted Lisa over her upper thighs. Lisa, so overpowered by what was happening, whimpered in response. But a few moments to absorb it all and she was alarmed. Her eyes shot open and she tore her lips from Dani's. The two women parted and took in breaths, chests heaving, cheeks flushed. Lisa looked up into Dani's eyes with a pleading expression that asked her, that begged her, that pleaded with her, not to take this any further. The plea was as ineffective as it was wordless.

The brunette on top off her grabbed both of Lisa's tiny wrists with a single hand while the other one started roughly popping open the buttons of her blouse, one-by-one.

Lisa quickly found her voice. "Don't...! I-I said I didn't want to do this...!"

Without a word spoken in reply, Dani popped open the last button and opened the white cotton of the blouse. She then tore off the small-cupped lace bra that lay beneath and brought Lisa's petite breasts into the open. The blonde girl shut her eyes at this nakedness, squirming, but unable to free herself. Dani on the other hand stared intently at the rising and falling of Lisa's tiny breasts as they moved in tandem with her breathing. Both girls noticed how their tiny pink nipples had swollen into rigidity. The significance of it was that, to them both, it was a statement. The only difference being that Dani saw it for what she felt it was -- a victory. For Lisa the reverse was true.

Dani smiled again, this time warmly and without arrogance, and dropped tiny butterfly kisses across Lisa's quivering jaw and rosy cheeks.

"I know you like this, Lisa..." Dani dropped a soft kiss to her chin. "I know I make you hot..." then she kissed her way down the flesh Lisa's bobbing throat. "Don't be scared, baby..." Dani's ministrations led her down to the junction between Lisa's tiny breasts. She extended her tongue and licked her way down it. Lisa quivered. "Oh God, you're so pretty..."

Lisa bit down on her lip. As much as she wanted Dani to stop, as much as she wanted to go home, her body couldn't shake the small but powerful twinges of pleasure it was experiencing. Dani's lips were so soft and tender, and that tenderness played so well on her sensitive ivory skin. The resistance she wanted to maintain, her will to not want to do this, no matter what its origins, fell to the wayside at this point in time. Her body loosened (so much so that Dani noticed it and released her wrists) and her frightened gasps turned into longing ones of pleasure. Dani grinned to herself at Lisa's overcoming arousal and slowly pulled down her skirt while her tongue danced in circles around her flat stomach. She pulled it all the way down to the smaller girl's knees then hooked her thumbs underneath the band of Lisa's panties. They came down in a swift yank, eliciting a tremble of surprise. It was at that moment that Dani saw what she was looking for; the unfurled flesh of Lisa's womanhood. Its gorgeous pink lips were sparkling with wetness. A grin overtook Dani's face again, this time an arrogant one, whilst dragging the tips of her index and middle fingers up the younger girl's hot and moist vulva.

There was a pause.

And then Dani grabbed Lisa's left shoulder, pulled back her other hand slightly, and then thrust her two fingers straight into Lisa's sodden vagina. The blonde girl cried out. Her back arched instantly while her hand gripped one of the seatbelts unconsciously. Those bright blue eyes of hers bugged out the very second that she felt Dani's fingers plying into her wet folds. Dani watched her nubile lover quiver again before pulling her fingers out to the first joint, then back in. Then in and then out again, transforming it into a repetitive series of deep thrusts, all the while her actions picking up speed. Lisa's face contorted and she heaved heavily back and forth, her body both moved by and matching Dani's fucking of her. The strokes became ever faster as Lisa's sopping hole grew wetter and wetter. Before long the two were moving in sync, with Lisa moaning paralysed beneath her older lover. Dani watched her bob up and down to her thrusts, heard her desperate moans filling the back, and smelt the distinctive smell of sheer female arousal wafting in the air. She lost all sense of herself when she wanted to fuck Lisa. Now was no different. She suddenly dipped her hand toward Lisa's chest and bit down on her stiff pink nub. The younger one moaned aloud again, reaching with both hands to Dani's back and clawing at it, until minutes past when the pooling `urge' inside her was threatening to overflow. And then it came. Lisa dissolved into a mass of quivers and sobbing when the rocking force of her orgasm surged through her. Her grip around Dani tightened and her erratic breath slowed down into a gasping trawl. Her trembling body slowly returned to calm after-warmth and breathing pace. And with that, Dani withdrew her fingers from the hot, wet, clamping folds of Lisa's snatch.

Lisa bit her lip and opened her eyes a few moments later. Dani pulled up and stroked at her blonde locks, staring down at her possessively. A few words escaped her mouth thereafter, "...I love fucking you..."

And although still basking in the warmth of her orgasm, Lisa looked decidedly uncomfortable.