Chapter 168


     One afternoon Laura was cleaning her kitchen when Jane
appeared at her door.  With her was another girl, about the
same age, not nearly as pretty as Jane but, as Laura quickly
realized, very attractive in her own right.  She was very,
very dark, much darker than Jane, definitely as dark as
Cecilia, and had bangs and a sort of Dutch-girl flip of her
stiff hair below her ears.  Her nose was large and flattish,
and you could see small pouches under her eyes where some
day bags would develop.
     
     "I wanted you to meet my friend Charise," Jane grinned.
     
     Charise smiled, and Laura's heart overflowed.  Before
she had smiled, she was almost homely.  But now she was
angelic and movingly lovely.  How could that be?
     
     "Pleased to meet you, Miss Robbins," Charise said.
     
     "I told her about the beautiful lesbian that lives
downstairs," Jane said, outrageously, living up to her prior
self.
     
     "Jane!" Laura frowned sharply.
     
     Jane could hardly contain her mirth.  "My mama and
Laura do the Big Thing together all the time," she said to
Charise.  "They be moaning and carrying on down here, girl,
like two horny cats."
     
     "You lying," Charise scoffed.  "She beautiful.  She
ain't no lesbian.  You lying.  She look like one of those
Cosmopolitan chicks."
     
     Laura smiled and blushed.  She was very attracted to
Charise, and of course she would have liked to scratch
Jane's eyes out.  As well as fuck her brains out.
     
     "Thank you," Laura said, still blushing, flirting very
obviously with Charise, even though the girl was scarcely
sixteen.
     
     Jane jabbed her friend in the ribs with an elbow.
"See, Laura's looking at you like she looked at me.  She and
I did the Big Thing too.  Didn't we, Laura."
     
     Now Laura blushed beet-red.
     
     "Did not," Charise scoffed back.  "You embarrassing
this pretty white lady, Jane."
     
     "Look, would you two girls like to come inside?" Laura
asked.  "I mean, it's better than standing here in the hall
talking outrageously like this."
     
     She tried to look exasperated, but she was actually
very stimulated.  She and Jane had fucked very hotly only a
few days ago, and this girl Charise was wildly desirable.
Laura couldn't stop herself from wondering what it would be
like to be in bed with both at the same time, even though
she was ashamed of herself for wondering.
     
     They came inside.  "Ooohhh, look at that great view!"
Charise said, going to the window.
     
     Laura and Jane exchanged looks.  Laura's said, `You
little black bitch, I'm crazy about you, but how could you
do this to me?  How could you talk to me that way?'
     
     Jane's said, `You want to fuck Charise too, don't you,
you dirty ole white lady?  Go ahead and admit it.  She's
pretty, ain't she?'
     
     Laura stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the
two of them, these delicious black Lolitas.  She had not had
a chance until now to closely observe Charise's body, but
now she could see that it was formed just as beautifully as
Jane's, though Charise had slightly larger breasts.  But
both were young and firm and smooth and perfect.  A small
shudder went through Laura as she again imagined herself
naked between both of their naked bodies.
     
     Jane, as if a mind reader, looked at her ironically.
"You cold?"
     
     "No . . . just a little sort of  . . . you know, a
shiver, caught me."
     
     "Someone walked over your grave.  That's what my
Grandma says."
     
     "No.  I think it was something else."
     
     "I do too," Jane said, eyes glittering mischievously.
     
     Jane had been too busy last time manipulating Laura
into fucking her to notice the view, which was spectacular.
She went to the window with Charise, and they both admired
it.
     
     "Oooohh, it's romantic," Charise said.
     
     Jane giggled.  "Laura, do you and Mama look at this
view and kiss and everything before you do the Big Thing
together?"
     
     Laura blushed again, trying not to get angry at Jane,
who didn't know when to stop.
     
     But Charise hit Jane on the arm with the flat of her
hand.  "You cut that out.  You got no manners, girl."
     
     "You should see her kiss me," Jane pouted coquettishly.
"Then you'd believe me.  You'd like to kiss me, wouldn't
you, Laura?"
     
     She sidled up to Laura, offering her mouth, which was
indeed incredibly tempting.  Jane had a very sensual mouth.
Her eyes were hot with mischief and danger and sex.  They
both knew something exciting was about to happen.
     
     "I would," Laura whispered, bending forward and
catching those large, sensual lips with her own, slithering
her tongue between them.
     
     It was a very sensual, arousing kiss.  The only parts
of their bodies to touch were their mouths and tongues, and
they teased and tempted each other while Charise watched,
paralyzed in astonishment and sexual fascination.   Finally,
they let their mouths come completely together, and only
then did  they embrace and begin kissing even more
passionately.
     
     Jane whimpered softly, and Laura dropped her hands to
the girl's gorgeous bottom, digging her fingers into the
round, firm buns through the fabric of Jane's skirt..  Their
breath quickened.  Out of the corner of her eye she could
see Charise watching them.  Jane's eyes were closed.  The
little minx, Laura thought.  All she wants is to fuck.
     
     But Laura sympathized with that urge.  Only a few days
ago she had fucked this beautiful, writhing girl, sucking
her lovely long black pussy while pushing two fingers up
into this incredible ass.  And Jane had come and come
unbelievably and repeatedly.  No wonder they both briefly
forgot about Charise.
     
     But they both seemed to remember her at the same time.
They stopped kissing and turned their heads to look at her,
still holding one another tightly.
     
     "Why don't you kiss her too, Laura," Jane said, in a
much huskier, breathless voice, registering the impact of
their ravenous kiss.  "Wouldn't you like to kiss Charise?"
     
     "Yes."
     
     Laura released Jane from her embrace.  Charise was
right next to them.  Laura barely had to move.  She looked
at the nervous girl, who now seemed more like a child than a
young woman with an alluring, sexy body.
     
     "Go on, Charise, let her kiss you," Jane prompted.
     
     Charise suddenly smiled, a charming, artless, friendly
smile.  "I'd like to," she said in a very soft voice.
     
     Laura extended one hand and caressed Charise's deeply
black, smooth cheek with the back of one finger.  She
brought her face close to Charise's, slipping her tongue
between the girl's sensual lips.  Charise's tongue met hers.
     
     Laura was already so sexually aroused from kissing
Jane, and from the desire she had felt for Charise when she
first saw her, that it was hard not just to force herself
passionately on the poor girl and drag her to the floor for
an energetic rape.  And she knew Jane, the little sex fiend,
would probably help.  But Charise was very sweet and tender,
and her lips curved effortlessly into Laura's as their kiss
developed, growing hotter and more adventurous each second.
     
     Laura continued to caress Charise's cheek with her
finger.  Her tongue was in Charise's mouth, and Charise's
tongue was curling around it.  Laura enfolded the girl in
her arms, embracing her, rubbing her back through the thin
fabric of her blouse, feeling the strap of Charise's bra
under her fingertips.  Slowly, she dropped her hands to
Charise's ass, as she had done to Jane's, and dug her
fingers into the round, hard buns the same way.
     
     "Unhhh!" Charise gasped, briefly separating her mouth
from Laura's to catch a quick breath.
     
     The girl's dark eyes were swirling with sexual
excitement.  Laura sensed Jane right next to them as Jane
moved closer, then behind Charise, so that she was pinned
between them.  Jane bent forward and kissed Charise's neck.
     
     "Her skin is so black," Jane said softly, half in awe,
though she was very dark herself.
     
     "It's so beautiful," Laura murmured, kissing the other
side of Charise's smooth, black neck.  "So beautiful."
     
     "At school we call her `Inky' because she's so black,"
Jane murmured.
     
     Charise seemed to only half hear them since she was
becoming so sexually aroused by their kisses and caresses.
     
     "Inky, don't you want me and Laura to do it to you?"
Jane whispered, reaching around Charise with both hands and
beginning to unbutton her blouse.
     
     "I . . . never did it with no chick," Charise panted
softly, half-bewildered, as indeed Laura was too, by the
speed with which it was all happening.
     
     "This is two chicks, Inky," Jane giggled.  "Twice the
fun."
     
     Laura caught Charise's mouth again with her own and
kissed her very emotionally, very urgently.  Jane got the
last of Charise's blouse buttons unfastened.  She pulled off
the girl's blouse, revealing more of her smooth, gleaming,
perfect black skin.  Her white bra and straps made it seem
even blacker.  Laura was always very aroused by deeply black
skin, and this was no exception.
     
     "God . . . you're so beautiful!" she breathed, stroking
and kissing Charise's shoulders.
     
     Now Charise giggled softly.  "I ain't beautiful.  Only
cute."
     
     "I'm beautiful too," Jane pouted.
     
     "You're both so beautiful," Laura added.  "Let's go
into the bedroom."
     
     Since she and Jane had fucked exuberantly only days
before in the bedroom, Laura knew she wouldn't be nervous
about going there.  But Charise was another matter.  They
were inviting her into a lesbian encounter, not only with
one but with two girls at the same time.  Who wouldn't be
nervous?  Like Jane, she probably had had only a few sexual
partners, if that.
     
     Charise looked vaguely worried, as if something
unexpected might happen to her.  Laura kissed her again.
She kissed her cheek, her ear.
     
     "I want you," she whispered.  "Jane wants you.  We want
to . . . make you come."
     
     Charise grinned.  "Can you make me come?"
     
     "Girl, she can make you go off like a rocket," Jane
said.  "Take my word for it."
     
     Laura tugged one hand, Jane the other.  Charise let
herself be led into Laura's bedroom, where her eyes widened
at the sight of the king-sized bed.  As quickly but as
unobtrusively as possible, both Laura and Jane were removing
their own clothes.  Jane was naked first, and when Charise
turned her head and saw her friend's perfect jutting breasts
completely naked, she smiled sheepishly.
     
     "You really serious, aren't you?" she said bashfully.
     
     To distract her, Laura kissed her again.  While she was
doing it, Jane unclasped Charise's bra.  It slid off, with
Jane's help, and Laura's hands rose to Charise's naked
breasts.  They were not firm little jutting cones, like
Jane's breasts, but larger, upswept, pear-shaped globes with
larger nipples than Jane's, big coal-black bulbs.  Both
Charise and Laura grew more excited as Laura cupped and
squeezed them, stabbing her tongue into Charise's mouth.
     
     "Inky, you got a beautiful body," Jane exclaimed,
running her hands all over it, the parts that Laura wasn't
already holding.  "You been holding out on me."
     
     Laura was now kissing her shoulders and her smooth
black chest.  This girl is amazingly lovely, she thought.
Her mouth finally reached one of Charise's large black
nipples, and she eagerly sucked it between her lips.
     
     "Ahhnnn!" Charise moaned softly.
     
     "Let's get her on the bed," Jane said softly, tugging
at the zipper of Charise's jeans.
     
     Together they gently pushed her down on her back on the
bed, and Laura distracted her by dangling her own naked
breasts in Charise's face, then letting them slide down her
body so that they brushed against her own breasts, catching
Charise's sensual mouth again with her own in a scorching
kiss.  Jane pulled off her jeans and her panties, then
rejoined Laura, and they both sucked and squeezed Charise's
beautiful young breasts until the girl was twisting and
whimpering excitedly.
     
     "I'm going to eat her pussy," Laura whispered to Jane
as she slid lower, down the girl's delicious, writhing black
body.
     
     Jane took both of Charise's naked breasts in her hands
now, licking and sucking Charise's nipples hungrily.  "Inky,
you got some beautiful boobs, too," she murmured.  "You like
me to suck you, don't you."
     
     "Ohhnnnn . . . shit, it feels so good!" Charise panted.
"Ahhhh!" she gasped as Laura's tongue found the inflamed,
fiery wet cleft of her open pussy.  "Oh Jesus holy Jesus!"
     
     Jane giggled.  "Jesus ain't gon' help you now, girl."
     
     "Unh!  Unh!"
     
     It was quite easy to see that Charise had never
experienced anything like this in her short life.  Laura was
an expert, and the girl's delicious young pussy was the
closest thing to a virginal paradise that she had ever
tasted.  It was a clean, puckered seam of tangy cunt juice
with a pretty little pinkish clit under its gleaming black
hood at the top.  Laura lavished a lot of skill on it,
licking and probing it until Charise was nearly going out of
her mind.
     
     "She's gonna come, Laura," Jane said, still slurping
and sucking Charise's hard, rubbery, wet nipples, and
pinching them with her fingers.  "You gonna come, Inky?
Come on, girl, you can do it.  Now?  You gonna come now?
Yes . . . that's it, yes."
     
     Laura knew she was going to come too because her hips
were already quaking and shuddering.  She pressed the flat
of her tongue hard against Charise's swollen clit, and
Charise's whole body stiffened as the floodgates burst.  A
wonderfully fierce orgasm suddenly seized her beautiful
young body, and she cried out in unbelievable ecstacy as it
wrenched her.
     
     "Aooowwnnnggg!  Auungggghhiieee!  Ohhhnggg god!
Ungghh!" she moaned, thrashing and pumping frantically,
coming in great clenching spasms.
     
     Jane's eyes widened as she watched her friend come in
wave after wave of rapture.  She grinned at Laura.  "I hope
you got one of those in store for me."
     
     Laura smiled at her.  "Let's give her another one
first."
     
     "You mean me?"
     
     Laura nodded, moving away to give Jane room to scoot
down between Charise's spread thighs.  Charise was still
whimpering and gasping through the aftershocks of a terrific
climax.  Jane quickly settled in and began to lick her wet
pussy again, feverishly, bringing Charise back to a peak of
sexual excitement very fast.
     
     "Charise, you got such a pretty black pussy," she
murmured, calling Charise by her right name this time.  "You
just pretty everywhere."
     
     "Ohhhnnn . . . oh god!  Oh shit . . . it feels so
good!" Charise panted, looking down at Jane now between her
quivering thighs, and Laura fondling and sucking her breasts
and nipples.
     
     Laura slid up to her face and kissed her cheek, then
her mouth, searingly.  Jane kept making love to her pussy,
and in only seconds, in the middle of Laura's kiss, Charise
began to come again.
     
     "Oh god . . . I'm gonna come again!" she gasped, her
eyes going glassy, her body tensing into waves of pleasure
as the orgasm struck her.  "Aunngghhh!"
     
     Laura held her while she came, and Jane slid upwards
too, embracing Charise along with Laura and kissing her
cheek, squeezing her delicious naked breasts, as Charise
writhed and moaned through her second orgasm.  When it
finally released her, she blinked at them.
     
     "I been missing a lot," she said with a charmingly
innocent grin.  "I didn't even know you could have a come
like those two."
     
     Jane beamed at her, having been confirmed in her
promises.  "Told you Laura would do that," she said.  "Now .
. . it's my turn."  She turned to Laura.
     
     Jane, for all her brassiness and bold mischief, was
only sweet sixteen too, and Laura desired her wildly.  She
took her hand.
     
     "Come here, darling, and get yours," she murmured
sexily, pulling Jane down next to her on the bed beside
Charise, who was content to watch them.
     
     Jane was beautiful, and Laura wanted to consume her.
Even though she too was dark and had a beautiful body, she
and Charise were very different.  Jane's skin was the hue of
rich, dark chocolate, not coal black like Charise's skin.
Her breasts, like her mother's, were hard and jutting, and
her ass was spectacular, whereas Charise's bottom was
beautiful but not in a league with Jane and Chanitra.
     
     They kissed ravenously, as if they had never kissed
before.
     
     "Want you to fuck me, Laura.  Want you to fuck me
hard," Jane panted.  "She was just a warm-up for me.  Yes .
. . yes, oh yes!  Unhhh!  Oh . . . god yes!"
     
     Laura devoured her young, springy breasts, sucking her
nipples thirstily, bunching up Jane's wonderful breasts in
her hands and attacking the soft, black, swollen cones of
her nipples with her mouth.  Jane's eyes rolled up behind
her lids.  She began moaning and panting and twisting
uncontrollably, wildly excited.
     
     Laura could hardly believe how beautiful and desirable
the girl was, even more so than last time.  Joining Laura in
fucking Charise had aroused her to a new level, and she was
delirious, wild, quivering and mewling with urgent need.
Laura slid down her undulating body toward her pussy, and
Jane immediately clutched her own delicious breasts in both
hands, twisting and pinching her pulling her nipples.
     
     "Fuck me fuck me fuck me, Laura," she panted over and
over again.
     
     Laura already knew that Jane was a quick comer, and
that she was about to spill over any second, with hardly any
help.  Jane's wet, slippery, black-lipped pussy was every
bit as beautiful as Charise's, and she wanted to spend a lot
of time loving it, but there was no time to waste.  She
quickly slid two fingers deep into the warm, tight, buttery
slit, and began flicking Jane's distended clit with the tip
of her tongue at the same time.
     
     Jane emitted two clipped, strangled groans, then came
in a hot uprush of violent spasms.  "Ungghhhh!  Ohhhnnggg .
. . auungghhhh!  Oh god!  Auungghhhh!" she groaned, writhing
and thrashing wildly as the shocks hit her.
     
     Charise had watched all of this in rapt fascination.
Only after the worst shocks of Jane's orgasm had passed did
she dare to join them.  She embraced Jane from the side and
ran her hand over Jane's breasts, squeezing them gently and
massaging Jane's nipples, admiring and enjoying them.
     
     Jane looked up at her, dazed and red-eyed, still
reeling from the shock of her terrific climax.  She smiled
at Charise, weakly.
     
     "Wish I had titties like these," Charise said.  "So
firm . . . and they stick out."
     
     Both Laura and Jane realized that Charise hadn't really
participated in anything but being fucked herself yet.
Jane's hands came up to her naked breasts, and she held
them, offering them to Charise.
     
     "Kiss them, girl," she murmured, eyes swirling with
sex.  "Suck them."
     
     Charise needed little encouragement since that was
exactly what she wanted to do anyway.  She began licking and
kissing Jane's delectable, shiny black nipples, then sucked
one into her mouth.  Jane's eyes rolled up again.
     
     "Ahhhhh!  Ohhhh . . . yes, Inky, yes!  Do it harder . .
. yes!" Jane gasped, tossing her head.
     
     Caught up in her passion, Charise sucked Jane's breast
hungrily, then moved to the other, sucking it just as hard
and long, so that Jane was completely aroused again, her
hips quivering and churning uncontrollably as she was
overcome by the need to be fucked again.  Laura had to
wonder whether she should even interfere in this drama since
these two lovely young teenagers were discovering the
excitement of this encounter together, feeling an intimacy
that had not affected their friendship so far.
     
     In the middle of mouth-mauling Jane's jutting young
breasts, Charise turned her face to Laura, smiling
awkwardly, her expression a cross between a child's on
Christmas morning and a grown woman electrified by a lust
she had never known before.
     
     "Lick her pussy, honey," Laura encourage her softly.
"Make her come, she wants to come again.  Lick her . . .
make her come."
     
     Charise's smile changed infinitesimally to a grin, and
she nodded slightly.
     
     "Yessss . . . suck my pussy, Inky," Jane begged her
softly.  "Suck my pussy.  I want to feel your tongue in my
pussy, Inky."
     
     With Laura watching in thrilled fascination, Charise
slid down between Jane's sleek, yawning thighs and quickly
pressed her mouth to Jane's flowing pussy.  Jane's back
immediately arched, and she moaned in a seizure of hot lust,
pumping her pussy slowly up into Charise's mouth.  She
grabbed her own breasts and began twisting her nipples
roughly, biting her lower lip, panting, whimpering
extravagantly.
     
     All her reactions excited Charise even more--as they
also excited Laura--and she ate Jane's streaming pussy
passionately, tongue-fucking it and tormenting Jane's clit.
     
     "Oh god!  Yes . . . now!" Jane cried out.  "Oh god,
Inky, I . . . I'm gon' come, girl!  Auugnghhhh!  Ungghhhh!"
     
     Jane came rhapsodically, a volcanic, dramatic orgasm
that would have seemed overly theatrical had Laura not known
how authentic it was.  Jane came hard every time, and this
was no exception.  Charise seemed mometarily stunned by what
she had wrought.
     
     "Did I make her come that way?" she asked Laura
wonderingly, as Jane, still half-shuddering and keening
softly in the aftermath, lay quivering beside them.
     
     "You did," Laura smiled.
     
     She couldn't help embracing the darling girl, and they
fell to the bed next to Jane, kissing feverishly.  Both
girls finally realized that Laura was the last one in line,
and they both turned to remedying the problem.  Jane
recovered, and soon they had Laura pinned between them,
again the cream filling in the middle of the Oreo cookie,
and they brought her to a helpless, shattering orgasm in
about a minute.
     
     Laura came so hard and so quickly and uncontrollably
that she completely forgot to muffle her screams.  She
realized only as she was recovering from the fierce spasms
that all three of them had groaned and cried out in profuse
wails of ecstacy.  God, I can only hope that Kendra isn't
home, she thought.  Here I am fucking her daughter and her
daughter's friend, and we really are howling like three
horny cats after all.
     
     But the girls were so excited by the sex they had
already had, and the possibility of more, that they quickly
drew Laura into another round, and she was powerless to
refuse.  The three of them fucked in a variety of ways for
the next hour, stopping only when each had climaxed six
times, and even the teenagers were, at least temporarily,
tired.
     
     "This is fun!" Charise beamed at Laura and Jane.  "Who
needs dudes when we got each other?"
     
     "Inky, you a lesbian now for sure," Jane teased her.
"Like me and Laura.  Ain't that right, Laura?  We all
lesbians for sure now, even Mama."
     
     "Your mother will kill me," Laura said.
     
     As if by fate, there was a sudden knocking on Laura's
front door, which they could hear even from the bedroom.  Oh
god! Laura thought.  It had to be someone from inside the
building since she had buzzed no one in from the lobby!
Kendra!  Oh god!
     
     "Oh shit, it's your mother!" she said aloud.
     
     "Can't be," Jane said, incredulous.  "She ain't
supposed to be home until six."
     
     They glanced at the clock radio, all three.  It was six
twenty.
     
     "Oh shit," Jane said.
     
     "Get dressed, you guys," Laura said, pulling on her
bathrobe.
     
     She went to the door, opening it a crack.  She was
right, it was Kendra, looking stunning herself in a short
white skirt that showed off her spectacular legs, and a
tight blouse that her hard breasts nearly broke through.
     
     "Laura," she whispered, "you're getting carried away
down here.  Sounds like you got a bed full of hellcats
fucking each other down here.  Better keep it down.  I'm
jealous as hell.  Have you see Jane?"
     
     "Why . . . no," Laura said, trying not to blush.  I'm
such a rotten liar, she thought.
     
     "She should be home, doing her homework.  That little
bitch is going to catch hell when she does get here.  Why
don't you invite me in?  I know we've always been alone
together, but I don't have any objection to a little
adventure."
     
     "I . . . can't," Laura said softly, desperately
anxious.
     
     But she had no way of controlling the very
unpredictable Jane, who suddenly appeared behind her,
peering over Laura's shoulder at her mother.
     
     "Hi, Mama."
     
     Laura thought Kendra might faint, first with shock,
then with anger and dismay.  At first she was speechless,
but then the rage came boiling up.  She glowered at Jane.
     
     "What in hell are you doing here?" she asked Jane in a
cutting tone.  Then her eyes, fierce with anger, turned to
Laura.  Only now did Laura realize that Jane was still
naked.  "You god damned fucking child molester!" she swore
at Laura.
     
     Jane blithely ignored it all, smiling disingenuously at
her mother, though stark naked.  "Mama, me and Laura and
Inky be doing the Big Thing.  We did it goooood!  You
must've heard me screaming."
     
     "Young lady, get some clothes on and get yo' black ass
upstairs before I beat the living shit out of you right here
in front of everybody!" Kendra said, quivering with rage.
     
     Laura looked around for Charise but didn't see her.
She must be hiding out, she thought.  Smart.  Smarter than I
am.
     
     Laura tried to calm Kendra down.  "Kendra, let me
explain . . ."
     
     "You can explain to the police, you bitch," Kendra
hissed.  "It's against the law to fuck a girl under
eighteen.  You pervert!"
     
     Tears came to Laura's eyes.  Kendra was right, and
there was no defense for Laura.  She had fucked both
teenagers, fucked them energetically, enthusiastically.  In
fact, all three had indulged in a heated and thrilling orgy
of wild fucking for the past hour or more.  How could she
deny it?
     
     Laura's tears seemed to set off Kendra's own, though
Kendra was caught between rage and sorrow.  Big tears now
spilled down her cheeks.  She looked devastated, which in
fact she was.
     
     "Laura, how could you?  How could you?  She's my
daughter!"
     
     Laura gulped, shattered by guilt.  "I . . . know.  I'm
sorry."
     
     Kendra scowled, then hollered at Jane, who had gone
back to Laura's bedroom to retrieve her clothes.  "The
little tart, the little cunt," she murmured.  "She probably
seduced you, right?  She's such a little tease.  Out of
control.  Just out of control.  But you, you Laura, you're
the grownup here.  You should have enough strength to
refuse.  What did she do, strip and beg you to screw her?"
     
     "No," Laura said, looking down.
     
     She didn't want to get Jane in more trouble than she
had already.  Jane appeared and brushed past Laura into the
hallway, brushing past her mother too, her face barely
containing a smile of deep mischief.  Laura realized that
she was competing with Kendra for her, and was happy to
cause a rift between them.  The fact that she had been too
sexually attractive for Laura to resist her was equally
pleasing.
     
     Kendra glowered at Laura, speaking in a low but very
hostile voice.  "If you ever touch this girl again, I'll
have you thrown in jail, you disgusting lesbian pervert,"
she said.  Then the sorrow came through in her face, as it
became clear to them both that their own affair was over.
How could they ever resume it after this?  "Oh Laura, how
could you have done that to us?"
     
     "I didn't mean to," Laura wept softly.  "I . . .
couldn't help it.  She's beautiful.  She reminded me of you.
I---"
     
     "Don't say any more," Kendra cut her off.
     
     She turned and left without another word.  Gloomily,
Laura went back inside and shut the door.