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Brenda's Conquest - 5 (Mf, ff)
by Tom Bombadil (c) Aug 1996
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Chapter 5 of 9
Disclaimer: All the standard rules apply. If you are offended by
explicit descriptions of sex or the human body, if it is illegal to
possess such materials at your location, if you are under-age by law
in your location, or if somebody else thinks you might have too much
fun reading it, stop right now and remove this text from your
computer.
This is purely a work of fiction, with all characters and actions
described by me coming straight out of my imagination. As a work of
fiction, it does not condone or condemn any of the activities or
actions described, nor does it relate to any type of real events in my
life, or known to me in the lives of any of my friends or relatives.
You've been warned.
In this chapter - wet dreams, a *great* morning, breakfast,
Caitlin talks to Vicky
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Sometime during the night, Caitlin was having a wonderful dream. She
was back with Angie, and Angie was doing deliciously naughty things to
her. That mouth on her nipple, teasing and nibbling, one hand
caressing and fondling her breast, pinching and pulling on the other
nipple, and the other hand down between her legs, sliding a finger up
and down in her pussy, pulled out memories of those wonderful nights
not too long ago from where she had carefully packed them away in her
mind.
Her slit was quickly heating up, juices starting to flow, moistening
her pussy lips even more. When that hand down there started to tease
her clit she moaned and started to squirm.
Pushing the mouth that was on her breast down toward her needy hole,
she quickly twisted around until she was under the other girl's
crotch. Diving in, almost frantic with desire, she started to lick and
suck like crazy. Something seemed a little different, out of place
for a second. Then the other girl started lapping hungrily at her
slit. All thoughts forgotten, Caitlin started in again, licking and
sucking as fast as she could, wanting, needing to get off, and wanting
the other girl to cum with her.
Licking a finger to lubricate it, then sliding it around in the other
girl's slit for more lubrication, she inserted it into the girl's love
hole. It was tighter than she remembered, but soon the girl's vaginal
muscles relaxed so her finger stroked in and out more easily. Then
the other girl jammed two fingers into Caitlin's twat.
She just about hit the roof. She started to lick and suck and pump as
fast as she was able, and could feel the other girl doing the same
things to her. She felt the other girl spasm and ease up as she
climaxed, moaning loudly, but Caitlin couldn't stop because she hadn't
gotten what she needed yet. The other girl all of a sudden started
back in, licking, sucking and pumping as fast as ever, and started to
moan and whimper into Caitlin's crotch.
That's what finally sent her over the edge, to a long-needed climax,
arching her back, whining, almost crying in her passion. The other
girl never let up through the whole orgasm, pushing her to her limits.
Only when it was over did the other girl stop and slide around to kiss
her on the lips.
Caitlin just hung onto that kiss, wrapping her arms and legs around
the other girl, hugging her tight, until she fell back to sleep.
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When Caitlin woke up the next morning, she was feeling wonderfully
sleepy and lazy. Laying there, revelling in the luxury of a warm bed
in the early morning, she suddenly realized she wasn't alone. Someone
was in bed with her, head resting on her shoulder, arms and legs
entangled with hers. She remembered her dream. Guilt and pain
started flooding back, and she couldn't stop herself from crying
again, realizing what had happened, what she had done to Vicky.
This woke the young girl up. Stretching her neck a little, she turned
and kissed the crying Caitlin full on the lips, then started nibbling
and licking her way down the older girl's neck, along one shoulder,
then dropping lower and sliding her lips along Caitlin's breast until
she reached the nipple. This she sucked into her mouth, licking it,
twirling it around with her tongue, teasing it with her teeth.
Caitlin's low cries to stop, don't do this please, were totally
ignored. Her body responded quickly to this stimulation, and she felt
that need stirring again inside her. She couldn't seem to gather the
strength to push Vicky off, not that her body would really let her, so
she gave in to it and started to caress Vicky's shoulders and back,
occasionally sending her hand down far enough to brush the girl's ass
cheeks. This brought forth the occasional purr or moan from Vicky,
who didn't seem like she was ever going to release that nipple.
Vicky was listening carefully to the sounds Caitlin was making,
waiting for them to change from whimpers asking for her to stop, to
little sighs and moans of pleasure. When that happened, she twisted
her body so that her breasts were now facing Caitlin, and switched
over to Caitlin's other nipple.
Almost immediately, Vicky felt hands sliding up and down her entire
body, touching and caressing every part of it. She let out a long
sigh of pleasure, and started her own exploration, using her hands,
mouth, and tongue, kissing and licking every square inch of skin she
could reach. Caitlin shivered with delight when Vicky nibbled on the
backs of her knees, and moaned when she started kissing and licking
between her toes.
Caitlin was just sliding her lips over Vicky's hip when she felt
fingers caressing the inside of her thigh. She spread her legs apart
in invitation, and in the other girl came, with little licks, kisses
and nibbles, working her way slowly up inside one thigh, then,
disappointingly, down the other. Her own explorations were bringing
her closer and closer to a delightful-looking little pussy, just past
her nose. A groan of delight slipped out when she felt those nibbles
and kisses inching their way back up the inside of her leg, towards
her waiting need.
They started at the same time, slowly stroking each other's nether
lips, matching their rhythms, finding those extra-sensitive spots so
they could return later. Nothing existed right then except their
mutual pleasure.
Vicky felt a tongue start to tease apart her outer lips, so she
returned the favour by sliding her tongue into Caitlin's crack and
licking at the entrance to her hole. Caitlin's tongue found Vicky's
tiny clit, and started to tease and tickle it into its full size and
hardness. Both girls were moaning and whimpering in pleasure now.
Vicky suddenly felt Caitlin's arms wrap around her hips and she was
pulled up into the top half of a normal sixty-nine. She eagerly
spread her thighs as wide as they would go, as Caitlin did the same,
both enjoying the extra freedom it gave for exploring the other's
pussy.
They both knew it was just about time for a much-needed release, so
when Caitlin felt Vicky starting to lick and suck at a fever pitch,
she whined and purred with pleasure, and started in, frantically using
her fingers, tongue, lips, and anything else in the neighbourhood, to
get Vicky to cum again.
It was over in a few minutes, with both girls hitting their climaxes
at almost the same time, bucking and straining against each other,
each trying to prolong the other's orgasm as long as possible, not
wanting the waves of pleasure to end. Eventually, they both collapsed
in exhaustion.
Once again, Vicky swung around, still laying on top of Caitlin, and
kissed her on the mouth. This time Caitlin knew who it was, and with
eyes open, returned the kiss in full.
They lay there for a while, enjoying each other's warmth, the touch of
skin on skin, slowly feeling each other come down from their highs,
and letting strength flow back into exhausted limbs.
Vicky was the first one to stir, more out of need than desire.
"Mmmmm. Now this is the way every morning should start."
Caitlin, feeling too good and too tired for her guilt to come back
right now, just sighed, lying there with a contented smile on her
face.
Vicky would have loved to just lie there and snuggle for the rest of
the day, but her body was telling her to get moving. Feeling
deliciously naughty, she padded over to the door, stark naked, and
whispered to Caitlin "I'll be back in a minute."
"Where do you think you're going, dressed like that?" she whispered
back.
"To the bathroom, where else."
"But what if someone sees you out there? I mean, you're naked!"
"Who's going to see me, my sister?"
"No! My brother!"
"Well, it might be the first time he sees me naked, but I don't think
it'll be the last." She gave Caitlin an evil grin as she opened the
door and peeked out. Nobody in sight. She made it into the bathroom
without incident.
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Richard woke up early, with a hard-on that wouldn't be denied. He
didn't want to wake Brenda, so he slowly unwrapped himself from her
arms and legs and slid over to the edge of the bed. He then started
to jerk himself off, trying to do it as quietly and gently as he
could.
He was just getting into a good, steady rhythm when he heard a
familiar voice. "So that's how boys do it by themselves." She was
lying exactly as he had left her, except that her eyes were open and
staring at his cock. "I've never watched a guy do it before. Doesn't
it hurt, rubbing it so fast and so hard?"
Richard, who had kept his concentration and his rhythm, had a hard
time answering, grunting out words as he pumped. "No. Doesn't hurt
if you know how. Takes practice."
He was nearing the point of release when she told him to stop. She
grabbed his hand in both of hers and literally pulled it away from his
prick. Wrapping one of her small hands as far around his cock as it
would go, she leaned over and lapped up the little drops of pre-cum
that were there.
Turning and looking at him over her shoulder, she smiled. "Remember
what you said the other night? This thing is mine! Besides, I need
the practice more than you do."
With that, she turned back to the task at hand (in hand?) and began to
suck on his prick, sliding down the shaft until the head hit the back
of her mouth, then back up again. Her tongue swirled and licked at
the shaft and head as they came into range, bringing moans of delight
from Richard.
He was in heaven. This was definitely better than beating his meat -
in fact, it was better than a good bit of the sex he'd ever had in his
life. She had a nice rhythm going now, bobbing her head up and down
almost like a mechanical doll, sliding his prick in and out of her
mouth with smooth, even strokes, except that once in a while she would
dip down a little lower, and he could feel the head of his prick slide
into her throat. She WAS practicing, while doing this to him. "I'm
not sure I'll be able to take it", he thought to himself, "when she
really gets to know what she's doing". He could feel the sensations
starting to churn his insides, tightening everything up, and getting
ready for his release.
His hands were automatically looking for something to grab onto,
moving around, gripping and releasing the sheets, blankets, pillows,
whatever they could reach. One of them found Brenda's leg. Sliding
upward, past her knee, he started to caress her inner thigh, moving up
toward her mound, wanting to play and tickle in there. Her thighs
closed, locking around his hand and keeping it away from what it
wanted.
Looking down at what she was doing, he could see beads and streaks of
saliva on his shaft, all the way to the hairs. Then she took an
extra-deep mouthful, and he saw his entire member disappear into her
mouth, down to his balls, and watched as her throat expanded to accept
what she was pushing into it. His head fell back as the sight, sound,
and sensation of what she was doing to him drove him closer to the
edge. He could feel it building inside him, almost ready to burst
through.
"I'm gonna cum! Here it comes!"
Brenda pulled her head off his cock and began pumping it furiously
with both hands. She watched carefully as he shot his load, squirt
after squirt arcing into the air to land on his chest and stomach.
When his pumping slowed down to the last dribbles, she put her mouth
around his cock again, licking and sucking the last few drops of cum
into her mouth. When it was completely drained and cleaned, she pulled
up and turned towards his face.
"Now, doesn't that feel better than doing it yourself?"
He could only moan, still feeling weak and empty.
Turning and looking at his cock again, she spotted a last drop of cum
oozing out of the tip. She sucked his member into her mouth for a few
more seconds, licking up that last little taste. Richard squirmed and
whimpered a little at this extra sensation.
Pulling back a bit, looking at his now-limp cock, she asked a question
that had been running around in her mind since the first time she saw
him naked.
"Richard, when we do it for real, the first time, will it hurt a lot?"
"When we do it for real?" His mind was still a little foggy in the
aftermath, so he didn't clue in to what she meant.
"Yes, for real, when you put this thing (grabbing his cock) inside me.
I'm a little scared, 'cause some of the older girls said it hurt a lot
the first time."
He was now listening very carefully, aware of the fact she was talking
about when, not if, it would happen, and sounding like it would be
very soon. "I'm not sure how much it will hurt, but from what I've
heard, it always hurts at least a little bit when a girl gets her
hymen broken. Any other pain is usually because the guy is
inexperienced or in too much of a hurry to get the girl properly
worked up, and she's either a little dry or gets stretched too
quickly."
"You wouldn't be like that, would you."
"Of course not. If I was, you wouldn't be a virgin right now. It was
really tempting last night when I was laying on top of you, but I was
a good boy."
"I'm glad. I want our first time to be special." She turned and
looked at him. "I'll tell you when I'm ready. The way you're making
me feel, it's gonna be real soon."
She then rubbed her breasts and nipples into his stomach, coating them
with his seed, and slowly proceeded to slide her body up over his
chest, covering them both with a film of his semen, not stopping until
her lips were almost touching his.
She kissed him several times while he lay there, mostly quick, sudden
contacts of lips on lips, but the last one was a long, slow,
deliberate, sensuous massage with her tongue. He could just taste his
cum on her lips and in her mouth.
"Mmmm. Such a nice way to start the morning, don't you think? A
nice, relaxing bath of cum." She wriggled around on top of him,
smearing them both a little more, then half-slid onto the bed, so only
her chest rested on him. His hand caressed her shoulder, then slowly
moved down her side and back to her thigh, where it worked its way
around to between her legs. She opened them a little as an
invitation, which his hand accepted, and it moved up to stroke her
pussy.
"You didn't want me to do this a few minutes ago."
"I was busy! I can't practice when you're distracting me. Besides, I
like it better whey you're concentrating properly. Like now." She
wriggled her bottom and opened her thighs a bit more.
After a few seconds, she rolled away from him, sighing. "I need a
shower and breakfast before you put me through anything like last
night again." She rolled back to give him another kiss. "It was
wonderful. But I don't think I could stand it like that too much."
Grinning, he kissed her back. "You won't get those really intense
ones very often. They usually happen only after a long build-up, or
after a lot of emotional ups and downs. You had both yesterday, so
last night's could be considered a 'mind blowing experience'. That's
how some people describe a very intense orgasm."
"Yeah, that's about what it felt like. I was there, but didn't really
feel, well, attached, sorta like, oh, 'floating in a sea of ecstasy'.
I got that from one of my Mom's books."
"Oh, that's bad! But it could be appropriate. Anyway, I think I'll
go see about that shower and breakfast you were talking about."
"Awww, just lie here a bit longer, please?"
"I don't think I can. Mother nature won't be denied. Besides, think
of the fun we could have in the shower." He gave her another kiss,
rolled out of bed, and pulled on his jockey shorts. "Back in a few
minutes."
He opened the door and stepped into the hallway.
"Eeek!"
Richard looked, and saw Vicky's naked backside running down the hall
to his sister's room. He watched her run, noticing that her body was
definitely rounding out from little-girl skinny to a slightly curvier,
softer, young-lady figure. He saw that she didn't have any tan lines
either. As she disappeared into his sister's bedroom, she turned,
giving him a glimpse of her pussy and just-developing breasts. She
stuck her tongue out at him before she shut the door.
Humming to himself, shaking his head, he walked into the bathroom.
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When Vicky climbed back into bed with Caitlin they wrapped their arms
and legs around each other and kissed for a few seconds.
"I take it my brother caught you out in the hall, little missy. Is
that why you were gone so long? Waiting for him?"
"Yeah, I guess I was. I heard him moving around in the bedroom, and I
couldn't resist. I hung around just outside the bathroom, and when he
opened his door, I squealed and ran! It wasn't as good as it could
have been though."
"Oh, why?"
"He was wearing his shorts, so I couldn't see anything!"
"Well, little missy, are you trying to get into my brother's pants
too?" Caitlin was trying to keep her tone light and playful, but the
thought that this girl might also be chasing after her brother was
unsettling.
"Nope, not really. If he asked, I might, but I'm not sure. I just
like teasing. I don't think I want any boys yet. Or men. Maybe
later. Right now, I like girls. Besides, he looked awful, covered in
sweat, gooey splotches all over him, and streaks of white stuff
dribbling down his front." Vicky started to play with one of
Caitlin's nipples.
"It sounds like my brother was having fun. Mmmm. Nice. Better stop
though, 'cause I don't think I can wait long enough to finish."
Still playing with that nipple, Vicky answered "Okay, go ahead, don't
let me stop you."
"You ARE a nasty tease, aren't you." Caitlin groaned and rolled out
of bed. Pulling on a housecoat, she looked at Vicky. I don't think
my brother is ready for the shock of his sister walking around the
house in the nude." She grinned. "At least, not yet anyway. By the
way, I seem to recall us both wearing something to bed last night, but
this morning we're rather naked. Did you have anything to do with
it?"
Vicky put on her cute little girl face, smiling and looking up at
Caitlin with her big, soft, deep-green eyes. "Who, sweet little
innocent me?"
"Don't try to pull that 'sweet innocent' stuff on me." Caitlin was
smiling at Vicky as she said that. "Especially after what you did to
me yesterday. Anyway, I'm heading downstairs for a shower."
"Me too. I need one, and I'd like someone to scrub my back for me."
"Okay, but you'd better wear something this time."
They went out together, heading downstairs to the shower.
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When Richard came out of the bathroom, he saw his sister and Vicky
heading down the stairs. "Good morning you two. Up already?"
"Yep. Just heading for the shower."
"Okay. Let me know when you're done. I need one too."
Richard had sponged himself down in the bathroom, removing most of the
mess from last night and this morning. As he walked back into his
bedroom, he heard some moaning. Brenda was lying there, spread out on
the bed, covers thrown back, one hand buried in her crotch, the other
squeezing and pulling at her breasts.
"So that's how girls do it by themselves."
Her eyes opened a bit and she looked at him, but her hands never
slowed down. "Don't just stand there. Help!"
Kneeling on the bed beside her, he pulled her hand away from her
breasts. It immediately dropped down to help with her pussy. Using
both hands, he massaged and fondled her mounds, pinching and pulling
at the nipples, working them hard. Lowering his mouth to hers, he
started a soft kiss.
Right now, she didn't want it soft, she needed everything fast and
hard, so she ground her mouth up into his, practically sucking his
tongue out of his mouth, jabbing and poking with her own. One of her
hands had two fingers sliding up and down her slit, pausing to work on
her clit with every upstroke. The other hand had one finger inside
her hole, pounding in and out as fast as she could move it.
The tension was building quickly in her groin and she felt it would
only be a few more seconds before her release. Grunting, gasping,
breathing hard through her nose, she kept the suction going to his
mouth, unwilling to let him go this close to the top.
Then it happened. Her climax hit hard, her whole body stiffening for
a few seconds, moaning and whimpering into his mouth, with shockwaves
moving through her body, making her rock from side to side. Richard
could feel it when her orgasm hit, her mouth opening wide and breaking
the suction, and tongue stopping. He kept his mouth locked to hers
all through the spasms, sucking at her, playing with her tongue,
letting her breathe through his mouth. Gradually she subsided, her
moans and whimpers dying down, her hands slowing and then stopping,
his hands releasing her breasts.
He kept his mouth locked to hers, her breath coming only through him,
her gasps and pants slowing down to more normal breathing. Finally,
she wrapped her arms around his head, pressed her mouth hard against
his for a brief instant, and broke contact. She took several long,
deep, shuddering breaths.
"That was good. Thank you."
He pulled her up to him, her head nestling into his shoulder. Pulling
the covers over them both, he whispered into her ear. "Nap or
breakfast?"
"Nasty person, making me choose. You get breakfast ready then come
back."
"Okay." Richard got back up. Brenda whimpered a bit when she felt
him move away, then wiggled a little deeper under the covers. She
watched him put on his robe and leave, then closed her eyes.
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Walking into the kitchen, Richard heard the shower start up. He
wondered a bit at the length of time it took for them to actually
start the water, then decided that whatever they were up to was none
of his business.
Down in the kitchen, poking through the 'fridge and cupboards, he
worked out what he had enough of to feed everybody. Toast, some
bacon, a few sausages, pancake mix, eggs, orange juice, and milk.
Plenty for now. Of course, with one (his sister), possibly two
(thinking about upstairs), maybe three (listening to the squeals in
the bathroom) extra mouths to feed, he'd certainly need to stock up.
As he worked on breakfast, the laughter in the shower died down,
becoming quieter and harder to hear. Then he started to hear the odd
loud moan or gasp. Those two certainly weren't being quiet or shy
about what they were doing. They also succeeded in bringing his
member to full attention, which distracted him quite a bit from his
cooking.
A little while later, as he was laying out breakfast on the table, the
bathroom door opened. The shower had stopped several minutes ago due
to a lack of hot water (he'd checked), so he knew they'd be out
shortly. Vicky came out first, hair wrapped in a towel, with another
one wrapped around her body, covering her from her chest to upper
thigh, leaving a lot of leg exposed.
Vicky saw him, winked, and blew him a kiss. Then she saw the food on
the table. "Breakfast! Goody! I'm starved!"
Caitlin came out, wearing the same as Vicky, except that the towel
barely covered her, going from her nipples to just below her crotch in
front, and just barely covering her buns in the rear. She saw him,
then saw breakfast on the table, and blushed. "I thought you were
still upstairs in bed."
"No, I've been down here for a while, fixing breakfast. I heard the
two of you working up a healthy appetite, so I made lots. I know I'm
hungry, and I think Brenda is too."
She saw him glancing down at the bottom of the towel and smiled a bit.
She also saw the bulge in the front of his robe, and thought she knew
what had caused it. "I guess you're going to have to get used to
girls running around here, aren't you, big brother." With that, she
carefully and deliberately sat down, giving him a good view of her
legs, thighs, and hips, and glimpses of more every time she reached
for something.
He sighed, heading for the stairs and Brenda. This *was* going to
take a lot of getting used to. His sister had definitely not been
like this when he was living at home. Mom would have had hysterics,
and Dad would probably have killed her. He thought he liked her
better this way.
Seeing that Brenda was asleep, he sat softly on the bed, leaning over
to nibble and kiss her neck and face. One hand snaked its way under
the covers and began massaging and fondling a breast. She yawned and
slowly opened her eyes.
"Mornin' sleepyhead. Time for breakfast. Let's go, the food's
getting cold already. And if you don't hurry, there won't be any left
for you. Our sisters are down there right now, eating enough for all
of us."
"Awright, okay, I'm coming. Don't I get a shower first? You
promised."
"No shower until after breakfast, I'm afraid. Those two didn't leave
us any hot water."
"They're up?"
"I thought I said that already. Mostly up. Not dressed yet, but up.
It seems to be a come-as-you-are breakfast, so it doesn't much matter
if you're dressed or not." She looked at him a little strangely.
"They're both fresh out of the shower, wearing nothing but a smile and
a towel, having great fun teasing me. You can stay up here if you
want, but I'm hungry. See you downstairs."
Walking back into the kitchen, Richard saw that he'd been right. Both
girls were definitely hungry, eating and chatting with each other.
Caitlin hadn't bothered to adjust her towel, so he was still being
treated to a peep show. He sat down and started to fill a plate for
himself. "Brenda's awake, and should be down in a few minutes. That
is, she will be if she woke up enough to be hungry."
A few minutes later, Brenda came down, wearing her nightie and a long
robe. She gave Richard a quick kiss, sat down, and started in on her
breakfast.
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Long after the eating was done and everything was cleaned up, Vicky
and Caitlin were sitting on the porch enjoying the view and the
sunshine. Brenda and Richard had gone off to pick up some groceries
for lunch and dinner, after a short, rather unsatisfactory shower (due
to a shortage of hot water), leaving the two of them alone.
They sat there for a while, not saying anything, just getting used to
being with each other. Finally Vicky broke the silence.
"Caty, who's Angie?"
Caitlin didn't answer right away, sitting there, staring out at the
ocean. After a long pause, she spoke.
"Where did you hear that name?"
"From you. Last night. The first time we did it. You were crying
her name before we started. Is she your lover?"
Caitlin sat back, taking a few deep breaths, fighting down the
feelings of loss and pain she knew were there. "Okay," she thought,
"so now I'm going to have a frank emotional talk with an eleven year
old girl, one that I just met yesterday, who has already made love to
me. I can handle it if I stay calm. Stay calm."
Taking a few deep breaths, she replied.
"She was my lover for a while."
"Did she die or something?"
"No, nothing that tragic, but sometimes it feels like it. Her father
found us in bed together one evening while we were making out and had
an absolute fit. He was going to call the police and have me arrested
for seducing and raping his daughter."
"How old was she?"
"Fourteen, three years younger than me. She convinced her mother that
I hadn't raped her or anything like that, but her father was
determined that I wasn't going to ruin his daughter for life. His
ultimatum was that I had to leave town and never see Angie again, or
face charges." After a short pause, and a glance toward Vicky, who
was still looking out over the beach, Caitlin continued. "The only
people who know about this are Angie, her mother and father, Richard,
and now you."
"It must hurt to go through something like that. I don't think I'd
like her Dad."
"Well, until that day, he was a pretty nice person. He just couldn't
handle thinking of his daughter becoming a lesbian."
"A lesbian? Is that like what we are?"
"Maybe, maybe not. I'm not, and you probably aren't either."
"What's a lesbian then?"
"A lesbian is a woman who only loves other women and won't or can't
love a man. Some choose that lifestyle, some dislike or even hate
men, and some say they are born to it."
"I don't think I am one then, 'cause someday I want to go out with
boys and get married and have babies. When I'm older. Did you have
any other lovers? I know you haven't done it with a guy yet."
"No, I haven't had any other lovers. And how do you know I haven't
done it with a guy?"
Vicky grinned and looked at Caitlin. "'Cause you got a hymen. I felt
it." Caitlin blushed and looked away.
"Okay miss smarty pants. Now it's your turn. How many other lovers
have you had? And don't try and tell me I was the first. I haven't
had much practice, but even I can tell you've done this a lot more
than me."
Now it was Vicky's turn to blush and turn away. After a while she
answered, speaking softly and quietly.
"Two. Only Dad and Brenda know about them. Dad thinks I talked to
Mom about it, but I haven't. I think she knows now, and I'm probably
in trouble."
"So why me and why now? Especially in front of everybody."
Vicky spent some more time thinking, staring over the beach.
"Donna moved away a couple of months ago, her Dad got transferred at
work or something. When she moved, I hurt. Dad and Brenda tried to
help, but didn't know what I needed. After a while, it didn't hurt so
much, but it never went away. I don't know too many people around
here except the kids in school, and wouldn't dare talk to any of them
'cause they'd think I was weird."
Caitlin kept quiet, letting Vicky gather herself together, waiting for
her to continue.
"When I saw Brenda yesterday morning, I knew she'd got someone,
probably Richard. The hurt started coming back. It got worse all
day. At supper, I decided. I knew you were Richard's sister, so you
were probably okay, you were new, you didn't seem that upset about
Richard and Brenda (Mom didn't think I knew yet), and looking at
Brenda got you hot. I could see it. I needed someone bad. I checked
with Dad first, and he let me know it would be okay with him. So I
went for you. I hope you're not mad."
Caitlin could almost hear the pleading, the need for acceptance in
Vicky's voice. She could picture Angie going through the same thing
right now, needing someone to hold on to. She was having a hard time
holding back her tears, and knew she wouldn't be able to stop them for
much longer.
"Vicky, I need a hug. Please?"
Vicky turned and climbed into Caitlin's lap. Both were crying now,
hanging on to each other, just letting the tears wash away their pain.
They were still holding each other when Mary stepped onto the porch.
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<< End of chapter 5>>
Next chapter - the babysitter, Vicky's great love,
Vicky's punishment.
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