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Karen and Laci - 5
by Letoria (letoria69@yahoo.com)

***

In part five, Laci has a scary encounter. Karen takes 
Laci to wonderful places she's never been to before. 
Old wounds are reopened. (Ff-teen, ped, mast, oral, 
rom)

***

Author Note: For my wife, my best friend, my lover, my 
greatest fan, and the Angel who gave me shelter from 
the storm. *Ma belle femme, je vous aime les régions 
profondes de mon coeur, maintenant et pour 
toujours...* I Love You! Your Adoring Tori

***

Chapter 5: Teddy Bears and Bunny Rabbits 

Teddy Bears and Bunny Rabbits


There is no dark side of the moon
As a matter of fact, it's all dark.
	Pink Floyd


'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of 
mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
"Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the 
storm"
	Bob Dylan


The hands on the clock crawled ever so slowly toward 
five. Karen could not concentrate on work. Her mind 
churned with thoughts of what she wanted to do with 
Laci when she got the girl home tonight. The warm knot 
in her pussy tightened and a trickle of nectar 
squeezed out. The vision of Laci lying back with her 
legs spread, exposing her tiny, exquisite sex made 
Karen's breath catch in an audible gasp. Sitting in 
her chair, she crossed her legs and jiggled them, 
sending warm ripples through her mid-section. She saw 
herself frantically kissing Laci's delectable mouth 
while the child eagerly pushed her delicate fingers 
into Karen's sopping cunt. She...

"I'm sorry to drag you out of LaLaLand, but..."

Karen jumped, startled out of her heated reverie by 
the voice of Marcie, the office's secretary. "Oh! 
Marcie! Sorry. I was daydreaming." Oh Christ! I was 
about to come, I hope to God I didn't say anything out 
loud.

"Yeah I could tell. Friday afternoons are good for 
that. Anything earth shaking?"

Karen composed herself. "No, my life's pretty boring 
right now."

"You need a date, woman. Unfortunately, I don't know 
any eligible ladies or I'd play Cupid."

Karen smiled wanly. "Thanks Marcie." Karen trembled 
slightly as Marcie laid out her business, and she only 
half-heard what her faithful secretary said. Did the 
woman have any idea how wet Karen's pussy was, or how 
close she was to coming when Marcie entered the 
office? No, it didn't look like Marcie had any 
suspicions. 

After Marcie left, it was nearly impossible for Karen 
to concentrate. She kept trying to push Laci out of 
her mind with little success. Karen knew she had to do 
something to get out of the office, and soon. If she 
didn't, then it was only a matter of time before 
Marcie caught her with her hand stuck under her pants 
in the middle of an orgasm.

Suddenly, a fresh thought popped into her head, 
totally unexpected yet instantly clear. Karen 
immediately felt a rush of excitement. She pawed 
through her desk drawer until she found her old-
fashioned Rolodex, flipping it around to the card she 
wanted. She stabbed at the phone's touch pad. Please 
be there, please, I don't want to wait 'til next week.

A young woman's voice answered, "Coastal Properties 
Limited, this is Ashley, how may I help you."

"Hi Ashley, I'm Karen Nelson from the Perham Agency in 
Williamston. Could I speak with Adele please?"

"She may be with a client now," Ashley dutifully 
stalled. "You said your name is Karen Nelson?"

"Correct."

"I'll see if she's available. Hold please." A click 
followed by tinny Muzak. 

Karen smiled and swiveled her chair side to side. In 
less than a minute, a firm, rich voice rolled out, 
"Karen! It's about time! I was beginning to wonder if 
you were ever going to call me."

"Hi Adele. Yeah, well you know things have been a 
little... crazy on my end."

"How have things been down there?"

"We had that damned blizzard, I was snowed in until 
day before yesterday."

"I heard you got it bad downstate. It wasn't so bad 
here. Are you seeing anyone yet?"

Karen smirked. She'd fucked Adele enough to know the 
woman had a taste for younger women. "I've started 
seeing someone," she said coyly.

"Is it serious?"

"Yeah, it's getting that way, it's the real thing."

"Good for you. Am I going to get to meet her?"

"I certainly hope so. What about you?"

"Oh, you know me, I like to... play. The lovely young 
lady answering the phone isn't just a secretary."

Karen laughed. "I would have been surprised if she 
wasn't."

"So what's up today, sweetie? Business, or did you 
just miss my bright and smiling voice?"

"Well, you've been after me to come up for a visit, 
and after that blizzard, I really need to get away 
from here for a while, so..."

Adele chuckled. "I'd love to have you come up. But 
Karen, let's be honest, it's almost February. People 
come up here for vacations in July, not February. I 
sense a little more than a mid-winter getaway."

"As cynical and perceptive as ever, aren't you. Well 
there is, but I don't want to get into it on the 
phone. I think you'll get it as soon as I walk in the 
door."

"You've always been a tease, Karen. Fair enough. I 
assume you intend to bring your new lady friend... 
what's her name?"

"Laci."

"Laci. What a lovely name."

"A lovely name for a lovely... girl. But yes, she'll 
be with me. I wouldn't go without her." Karen hoped 
Adele would pick up on her use of the word "girl".

"I'd love to meet the... girl who's captured your 
heart. So, when would you like to come up?"

"Well, I need a couple of weeks to arrange my 
schedule. How about the week of February school 
vacation?"

"Excellent. Is Amy still living at home? I assume 
not."

"Ummm...no," Karen said in a tone that did not 
encourage pursuit of the question. "She's with her 
father."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Adele said, but her voice 
said she was anything but sorry. "But that means no 
family commitments."

"I guess it does simplify things. Listen, I've got to 
get back to work. I'll call you next week, and we'll 
figure out the details?"

"Sounds great girlie. Talk to you then."

***

There was only a pinkish glimmer of light along the 
western horizon when Laci left the library. She'd 
stayed there doing homework as long as possible to 
avoid going to the apartment. She scurried 
precariously along the uneven, icy sidewalks, school 
backpack hanging from her shoulders, to the squalid 
tenement.

She climbed the flight of stairs and stood outside the 
door, listening. All she heard was the faint murmur of 
the TV. She opened the door and stepped in. Her heart 
sank, and a little squirt of fear trickled through 
her. Her mother's boyfriend – what was his name? 
Gerry, Gary? – was sitting on the couch taking a hit 
from a bong. She tried not to let her nervousness 
show.

"Hey gorgeous," he said good-naturedly. "Wanna hit?"

He was gross, Laci thought. He was unwashed, lean and 
wiry, arms and bare torso covered in tattoos. He was 
probably her mother's age, but who really knew? His 
buzz-cut and cocky posture screamed Trouble. Laci knew 
from hard experience that slim, pretty girls like her 
could manipulate most guys to a point, but not this 
one. She knew he was very dangerous. At the very 
least, she knew he had no problem slapping women 
around.

"No thanks," Laci said flatly, as she went to her 
room. To her dismay, he got up and followed her. Her 
heart sped up, and a surge of adrenalin made her edgy 
and shaky. "What the fuck do you want," she sneered.

"Your mother says you're a whore. Wanna make some 
money? Twenty bucks for a blow job right now, 'fore 
your old lady gets back."

Laci's stomach heaved and her mouth went dry and 
sticky. "Fuck you," she hissed. "Get the fuck away 
from me, scumbag." She tried not to let her fear show, 
but her voice had a tremor.

"Wassa matter little princess," he leered. "Think 
you're too fuckin' good for a real man? You like 
bangin' your little school buddies instead?" 

Laci slid passed him, trying not to touch him. Her 
flared nostrils caught the sour scent of his unwashed 
body. "Get outta my way," she cried. 

Laci managed to scurry into her room, but the 
boyfriend stood at the threshold, keeping her from 
shutting the door. "Yeah, you think you're a hot 
little bitch, dontcha? Got all the little kiddy boys 
wanting to fuck you, but they don't even have dicks 
yet – never will. You need a real cock in ya, babe. 
How 'bout it?" He looked her over, a nasty leer 
curling his thin lips.

Laci set about quickly gathering clothes and stuffing 
them in her backpack. "Will you get the fuck out of my 
face?" she yelled, trying not to seem intimidated, but 
she instinctively knew bluff and bluster wouldn't work 
with him like it did with her mother. 

"You ain't just a hot little bitch, you're ornery, 
too," he grinned.

"Get the fuck outta here," she shrieked.

"You give head? Your ol' lady says you do. Offer's 
there, twenty bucks, don't even gotta take it on the 
face."

"Fuck you, you gross pig." Laci cried, grabbing her 
backpack. She felt trapped. Barge right through, she 
thought hazily. "Now get the fuck out my way, loser." 
She was mildly surprised when he let her pass without 
resistance. 

He reached out and let a strand of Laci's hair slide 
through his grimy fingers. "I know just how deal with 
that kinda shitty attitude; I know how to make you 
smarten up. You oughta hang out and party with us 
later."

"Fuck you, asshole, you make me wanna puke."

"I'll get a little taste of you soon enough, and then 
you'll smarten up, then you'll come 'round."

Laci was at the door. Emboldened, she glared at him 
and yelled, "You're an ugly, scumbag loser, ain't a 
real woman who'd fuck you, so you have to take my 
skanky bitch-mother, the shit off the bottom of the 
barrel." She stormed out the door and hurried 
downstairs, not waiting to see what he'd do or say 
next. 

As she scampered out of the apartment, it occurred to 
her that at one time, living life like this was 
perfectly normal to her. It also occurred to her that 
she'd left without her teddy bear. Sadly, it would 
have to wait. She wasn't giving the dirt-bag any fresh 
chances to touch her.

The timing was perfect. Laci had no sooner stepped out 
of the apartment and reached the top of the stoop when 
her phone trilled. Laci's relieved excitement spiked 
immediately. She fumbled clumsily with the phone. 
"Hi!" She didn't hide the breathy excitement in her 
voice.

"Hi honey-muffin," Karen answered. "I'm just getting 
in the car. Are you ready?"

"Oh God yes! I had to go to the apartment and get some 
stuff, and that sucks."

Karen laughed. "Where should I pick you up?"

"Right here?"

"At the apartment? I don't know honey..." Karen 
hesitated. "Kinda risky, don't you think?"

Laci giggled out of relief. "Okay, how about the store 
down to the corner? Then you don't have to worry about 
me being safe." 

Karen chuckled. "OK kitten, much better. Be waiting. 
Five minutes."

"I'll be there."

Laci noticed her mother half-staggering up the icy 
sidewalk, carrying a plastic shopping bag in each 
hand. Laci saw they held a 12-pack of cheap beer, and 
a half-gallon of low-end Coffee Brandy. Party time.

"Where the fuck you goin, whore?" Sandra growled, 
"Give head for money?"

"You make me sick. You just can't talk to me without 
being a shithead. I'm goin' out, someplace a damn 
sight better than here. An' y'know what? I fucking 
hate you as much as you hate me." 

"Have fun, slut."

Laci stepped around her, and crossed the street, 
flinging a parting, "Fuck you," at her. 

She gingerly made her way down to the well-lit 
neighborhood store. Various losers came and went, 
hauling their beer and smokes while unabashedly ogling 
her. In the glow of the store's lights, Laci checked 
her backpack to make sure she had her toothbrush and 
her small purse. 

She hadn't been there a minute when Karen pulled up. 
Laci smiled excitedly, jumped up and scampered to the 
car. She put her hands out to balance herself as she 
gingerly navigated her way.

When Laci slid into the warm car, they both let out 
noises of relief at being together again. Karen leaned 
over, took Laci's face in her hands, and kissed her 
hard over and over. Her kisses were wet and urgent, 
and she made growling noises in her throat. Laci 
whimpered and kissed back. Her tummy was squirming as 
though kittens were in it playing with yarn. 

"Oh God," Karen gasped. With effort, she got herself 
under control. The rush she got from simply seeing her 
little lover again caught her by surprise. 

"Karen," Laci moaned. "I feel so...empty when I'm not 
with you." She looked at her adult lover with pleading 
eyes.

"Yes baby, that's it exactly. Empty. But we're back 
together again."

"I feel better just being next to you. I wish we 
could, you know, kiss some more, but I know..."

Karen slumped back and sighed, "We better get going 
before I do something to you right here."

"Are we going anywhere, or straight home?" Laci asked.

"I thought we'd go out to eat before we head home. I'm 
famished."

Laci shrugged. "Sounds good to me. Where?"

"I was thinking of Dantonio's in the old mill 
building. You familiar with it?"

"Yeah, I've heard of it but I've never been."

"It's a nice place. I think you'll like it there. So. 
Did you get all of your homework done at the library?"

"Most of it, just some math I don't get. Oh!" she 
said, perking up. "I almost forgot! I got an English 
test back – it's in my backpack – one we took last 
week before the snow storm. Remember when I told you 
we were learning how to break sentences apart into 
clauses and stuff? That's what it was on. And I got an 
A!" The pride in her voice was genuine.

Karen brightened up. "Really baby? An A? That's not an 
easy subject. Oh sweetie, I am so proud of you!"

Laci beamed with pride. "And you know what? She wrote 
a note on top that said, 'Excellent job, and keep up 
the great work!' I'll show it to you later."

"You better believe you're going to show me. I'm a 
lucky woman. Not only is my lover gorgeously 
beautiful, she's extremely smart, too."

Laci's heart swelled. She picked up Karen's hand and 
kissed her palm. "I love you so much Karen," she 
murmured into her lover's palm.

Karen brushed the ball of her thumb over Laci's lips. 
"I love you Laci kitten. And I am so proud of you. You 
are a wonderful, special girl."

Laci held Karen's palm to her cheek, closed her eyes, 
and rocked her head. Karen's praise filled her with an 
exhilaration that was alien to her and that much more 
powerful because it was genuine. Was it any wonder why 
she adored Karen? 

They arrived at the restaurant, and Karen found a 
parking spot close to the entrance. She leaned over 
and kissed Laci firmly, once, twice, three times, each 
one a little harder. They both felt themselves 
skittering up to a line, but Karen stopped them. She 
sighed, their lips an inch apart, forehead to 
forehead. She shook her head slowly, and then brushed 
a soft kiss on her girl-lover's lips. "Come baby, 
let's go before someone sees us making out, and I end 
up in jail."

"You couldn't go to jail for kissing me and stuff? 
Could you?"

*Dammit, I don't want to go down this road tonight*, 
Karen thought. *But I can't start lying to her 
either*. "It's certainly possible, but I don't really 
want to find out. Let's not worry about things like 
that right now."

"Well, I think it's stupid."

"Stupid or not, that's the way the world turns. We 
don't get to make the rules."

A new and unpleasant bubble of fear settled in Laci's 
mid-section. Nothing seemed to make sense to her. 
Karen could be arrested and sent to jail for loving 
her, yet her mother could hate her and have boyfriends 
who wanted to rape her, and that was perfectly fine – 
the welfare check came in every month, right on time. 
And yet Karen was still loving her in spite of the 
risk. Other unpleasant thoughts threatened to escape, 
but she was experienced in pushing those feelings back 
down. "I still think it's stupid," she muttered.

The dashboard temperature display read seven above 
zero. God damn January, Karen thought. An image of the 
two them walking on a deserted Caribbean beach, 
holding hands, pausing to make love stirred in Karen's 
mind. Someday, she thought.

There was something endearing about watching Laci 
awkwardly trying to navigate the icy ground in her 
boots. With her wrists bent, arms splayed out for 
balance, and her mincing steps, it was like watching a 
little girl trying to play grown-up. "Don't fall," 
Karen teased.

"It's slippery! Help me so I don't."

Karen held her by the hand and had to resist the urge 
to pull her close and kiss her.

An extremely pretty young hostess greeted them when 
they stepped inside. "Good evening ladies. Two?"

"Yes, just the two of us," Karen said, smiling at 
Laci.

"Would you prefer a booth or a table?"

"It doesn't really matter. A table, if you have a 
place for us to hang our coats."

"Yes ma'am, right there over by the entrance."

Karen and Laci shrugged off their coats and hung them 
up. Laci inhaled deeply. The smell of garlic filled 
the air.

The hostess led them to a table just off the main 
floor. Laci was glowing and on top of the world when 
they sat down, and it showed in her face and her body 
language. She looked around taking everything in. The 
restaurant was in an old textile mill. Enormous, 
imposing wood beams spanned the ceiling, with floors 
worn smooth by a century of use. The lighting was soft 
and intimate. It was a long way from McDonald's, Laci 
mused.

It seemed the hostess picked up on Laci's radiance. 
"Okay, good evening ladies," she chirped, smiling 
brightly as she handed them menus. Laci pushed her 
hair back and smiled back at the hostess. "It's good 
to have you with us tonight," the hostess continued. 
"My name is Denise, and your server will be Darcy. Can 
I have her bring you something to drink?"

"Sure," Karen said. "I'll have an Evian."

The hostess looked at Laci, and it occurred to her how 
beautiful the girl was. It also struck her that the 
two of them seemed to be much more than just friends 
and she found the thought oddly arousing.

Laci frowned. She didn't want to appear ignorant. At 
last, she looked shyly at Karen and said, "Karen? 
What's 'Evian'?"

Her question made Karen smile with warm affection. 
"It's a kind of fizzy water, honey. I don't think 
you'd like it. You probably ought to stick to soda."

Laci was relieved when Karen didn't tease her. "I'll 
have a coke, I guess."
 
When the hostess left, Laci pushed her mane back from 
her face, still smiling shyly. "I forgot to tell you 
something."

"What's that honey?" Karen said, resting her chin in 
her palm and smiling.

"You're beautiful. I love your hair like that, all 
curly and falling down around your face. It makes you 
look so pretty."

"Oh sweetie, thank you," Karen said with honest 
delight. "That just about makes my day. You wouldn't 
be trying to soften me up, would you?" she playfully 
teased.

"I don't think I need to soften you up."

Karen laughed. "Touché!" She just couldn't take her 
eyes off the girl.
 
"Seriously. I think you are so gorgeous and sexy. That 
outfit just fits you."

"This?" Karen said looking down at herself. It was a 
simple, soft purple cowl-neck sweater over a blouse 
and a snug matching skirt. "It's just a business 
suit."

Laci shrugged. "I think it looks really sexy. It makes 
you look...strong. I like that. A lot."

"God, I could eat you up!"

Laci laughed her sweet teenaged girl laugh. She cocked 
her head coquettishly. "Promise?"

The hostess wasn't the only one who looked at them and 
thought they were more than friends. One woman two 
tables over looked up and smiled at the sound of 
Laci's trilling laugh.

"Speaking of eating, we'd better look at the menu 
instead of each other. Any idea what you want?"

Laci looked at the menu, her face screwed up. "I'm not 
used to this kind of food. The writing's all in 
Italian or something. About all I recognize is pizza 
and chicken fingers."

"Ah, my innocent little love. I'm going to have to 
teach you the ways of the culinary world. Everything 
here is good."

"I've seen some of those cooking shows on TV," Laci 
said, scrunching up her nose as she studied the menu. 
"None of these words mean, like, stewed bunny rabbits 
or anything like that, do they?"

Karen laughed heartily. "Oh, sweet baby girl," she 
smiled. "No, there aren't any bunny rabbits on the 
menu, stewed or otherwise. How about we stick with 
something familiar and split a pizza. It isn't like 
Domino's pizza here, it's a more grown-up pizza, but 
it's awesome."

The waitress, as pretty as the hostess, might have 
drawn Karen's attention another time. She gave them 
their drinks and a basket of warm Parmesan-garlic 
bread knots. "Good evening ladies. My name is Darcy. 
Here you go," she said, setting a basket on the table. 
"These rolls are fresh out of the oven. Nice and warm 
for a cold night. Have you decided on what you want, 
or do you need a few more minutes?"

Karen opened her bottle of Evian and carefully poured 
it into the tall glass. "Let's split a large pizza," 
Karen said. She first looked at Darcy, then at Laci. 
"By the way, honey," she said to Laci "What do you 
want on it?"

Laci looked at the list of choices and shrugged. 
"Anything's okay with me, as long as there's no 
anchovies ….or bunny rabbits," she said with a wicked 
smile.

The server looked at her with a puzzled smile. Karen 
laughed and said, "She's being bad. It's an inside 
joke. How about we keep it simple and say we'll go 
with just pepperoni."

The server Darcy jotted it down. "Any appetizer? Soup? 
Salad?"

"No, I think we're all set," Karen said. "Oh, wait. 
Can we swap out the garlic rolls for some without the 
garlic? They smell yummy, but I don't want garlic 
breath tonight." 

"Not a problem at all." Darcy murmured. "Hot date 
later tonight?" 

"You could say that," Karen smiled.

When the waitress left, Karen teased Laci. "She's very 
pretty. Bet she'd be fun to play with."

It took Laci a second to realize Karen was needling 
her. Her small frown melded into a naughty smile. "I 
wouldn't let you play with her, though. Unless I could 
play, too."

"Hmmm, I don't know if I could handle two hot girls at 
once. I might break into a million pieces. I'll be 
very happy making love to just you later tonight. I've 
had all day to think of the naughty things I want to 
do with you when we get home."

Laci giggled and, elbows on the table, hid behind her 
fists. "I thought of things too, y'know. I was in the 
library thinking naughty things, and I almost had to 
go to the bathroom."

"Now you're making me hot." Karen fanned her face with 
her hand, making Laci giggle again. "Like what? What 
naughty, sexy things has that lovely imagination 
conjured up?"

"I'm not telling," Laci chirped like a child playing 
I've-Got-a-Secret. "You'll have to wait."

"Oh you bad girl!" Outside, she smiled playfully, but 
inside she smoldered with growing, animal lust. "I am 
so going to make you keep that promise."

The waitress came to the table with their rolls and 
fresh dipping oil. Laci giggled and hid her face 
again, like a child trying to hide a secret. Oh, they 
were being sooo bad, sooo naughty in public. Karen was 
making her blush and get all wet and squirmy in front 
of everyone and Laci loved it!

"There you go ladies," Darcy said. Laci looked at her 
and had to struggle to keep from breaking out in fresh 
giggles. The waitress really was very pretty, with a 
slim body and long, soft hair piled on top of her 
head. Was Karen really attracted to her? She thought 
briefly it would be something for three girls to do it 
together all at the same time.
 
Laci picked up a warm roll, but she wasn't sure what 
to do with it. She looked from under her lashes at 
Karen to see what she did. Karen dipped a warm roll in 
the bowl of olive oil. Laci hesitated, and then 
decided Karen wouldn't make fun of her for not 
knowing. "Are we supposed to dip the buns in oil?"

Karen suddenly smiled. "I'd dip your buns in oil any 
day."

It took a few seconds to grasp what Karen meant. When 
she got it, Laci broke into more snickers. "Karen! 
Don't be bad! You're making me blush."
 
Laci felt on top of the world. She loved Karen's 
risqué teasing. In fact, she loved simply being in a 
real restaurant with her. She couldn't begin to 
imagine her mother taking her to a place like this, 
and if by some miracle she did, Laci would be so self-
conscious she'd be miserable. But Karen ...with Karen, 
it all felt natural. She dipped a roll and nibbled it 
uncertainly. Though olive oil was foreign to her, she 
liked it. She wiped her mouth with the cloth napkin. 

"Excellent...buns," Karen grinned. "Really good, 
aren't they?"

"I like them," Laci said with a touch of surprise. 
This was how normal people lived. 

The pretty server Darcy brought their pizza on a big, 
flat cutting board. "Here we are, ladies. Just for 
you, fresh out of the oven." Karen met Darcy's eyes 
and saw an uncertain but knowing glint in them.

Laci looked at the pizza – it had an irregular shape 
and some burnt spots on the crust, but it smelled 
wonderful. She looked up at the waitress and said, 
"Thank you, it smell's awesome."

"You're very welcome. I think you'll like your first 
real pizza." Her smile was genuine.

When the waitress left, Karen took a slice and said, 
"I could see you checking her out."

"No I wasn't."

"Silly girl, of course you were. And she was checking 
you out."

"I don't think so," Laci snorted, but she blushed. Was 
it true or was Karen teasing her again?

"I know these things, I've been around the block a 
time or two."

"Well, she is really pretty. Seriously, I bet you'd go 
with her if you didn't have me."

"I'll bet you're right. I'm a sucker for beautiful 
young ladies. What do you think of the pizza?"

Laci slurped in a strand of cheese and bit the slice. 
"Mmmmmm, really good! You're right. Not like Domino's 
at all!"

Karen took another slice, suddenly aware of how hungry 
she was. "So, how did school go today?"

Laci gingerly nibbled a fresh bite of hot pizza. 
"Good. Really good. Well, not everything. I hate math 
class. I never get it, it's so hard, and the teacher 
doesn't explain it. We're learning variables and 
stuff." Laci wrinkled her nose. "It sucks."

Karen laughed softly. "Short and to the point. Well 
kitten, some people just aren't fans of math." 

"Do you like math?"

Karen shrugged. "Not especially, but I have to use it 
at work all the time. Not so much algebra, but 
business math. We'll spend some time later this 
weekend going over your homework and I'll see if I can 
help you. What else?"

A fresh tingle of warmth rippled over Laci. That's 
what mothers were supposed to do, try to help with 
schoolwork. Laci had always liked school, and in spite 
of her home environment, she'd always done well, even 
making the honor-roll several times. But did her 
mother even care? No, she did not. She even made fun 
of Laci, calling her a "smart-ass" more than once. 

"Well," Laci said after munching a full bite. "In 
science, we've been learning astronomy, which is 
really pretty cool. Today we started learning how the 
moon causes tides at the ocean. I totally didn't know 
that, and it's so cool. Did you know that?"

Laci's enthusiasm captivated Karen. She'd always known 
Laci did well in school. Amy had commented frequently 
(and with a degree of surprise) at how good a student 
her friend was. "Well, I knew it, but I have no idea 
how. Maybe we can learn together."

"And I had art today. That's my favorite, I love art 
class, but we have it only twice a week. Right now, 
we're learning how to draw people and animals and 
shade them so they're realistic. The art teacher, Mr. 
Belden – he's gay, you know – he told me that I have a 
talent for art, and I'm probably one of his best 
students, and once I'm in high school, there's an AP 
art class and I should take that, and he said I have 
an instinct for using colors and shading and figuring 
out how stuff goes together just by looking at it..."

Laci's unconscious soliloquy mesmerized Karen. She did 
not intend to interrupt the girl. In fact, she could 
listen to Laci go on all night long. It was a 
remarkable display of self-confidence and enthusiasm 
from a girl who'd been, at best, ignored all her life 
by a mother who'd destroyed her own life. 

Laci continued on about her fascination with art, 
pausing briefly now and then to take a bite of pizza, 
seemingly unaware of her stream-of-consciousness 
monologue. Her expression and her eyes glowed, and it 
seemed to bring out a new dimension of intense sensual 
beauty in the girl. Karen felt her heart swell as she 
drank in Laci's enthusiasm.

At last, the pizza down to two slices, Laci seemed to 
realize she'd been talking about her love of art for 
several minutes. She dabbed her mouth with her napkin 
and blushed.

Karen, chin resting on the heel of her hand, simply 
beheld her lover, quietly thrilled. "Well now," she 
offered with a loving smile. "I think we've discovered 
where your natural talent lies. Do you have any idea 
how happy it makes me to listen to you talk about 
something that you enjoy so much? God Laci, you've 
been cheated out of so much. You have so much to offer 
the world, and I'm going to make sure you have 
whatever you need to be a real artist. Whatever it 
takes. Do you have any of the sketches you've done for 
art class?"

Laci blushed even more. She put her napkin on her 
plate, having had her fill of pizza. "Not in my 
backpack. I left them in my locker at school. I didn't 
know you'd want to see it."

"Oh honey. I want to see all your homework, not just 
the art, but I didn't mean right this minute."

Darcy the server came to their table. "How was the 
pizza, ladies?"

"Incredible," Laci said. "I only ever had Dominoes or 
Pizza Hut before, this was like a million times 
better!"

"Awesome! I'll tell the pizza guy. Have you ladies 
thought about dessert?"

"I think a pizza is enough of a cheat for one night," 
Karen said.

"Are you ready for your bill?"

"Sure." The waitress brought the bill tucked into a 
leather book. Karen glanced at it: $35. She pulled a 
$50 bill out. "No change, you can keep it."

Darci hesitated, looking at the bill. "Are you sure?"

Karen closed her purse. "Positive. Excellent service 
deserves an excellent tip."

"Wow! Thank you so much. I really appreciate it." She 
left with an extra spring in her step.

"So I've been thinking. How about tomorrow, if we're 
not too tired, we go to the mall in the afternoon. You 
need some new clothes and whatnot."

"Really? Oh Karen! That would be so awesome!" Laci 
squealed, clapping the heels of her hands together. 
She normally dreaded mall trips because she never had 
any money. In days gone by when she took the girls to 
the Mall, Karen would sneak a $50 bill into Laci's 
purse, and then secretly stuff another in Amy's hand. 
"This is for Laci, not you. Make sure she uses it, but 
don't embarrass her about it." 

But things had changed, oh yes, things had changed for 
Laci. 

***

They tossed their coats on the entryway settee as soon 
as they were in the house. The only light came from 
the under-counter fluorescents in the kitchen, and a 
timer-controlled table lamp in the living room. Karen 
gathered Laci in a deep embrace. Laci groped for 
Karen, urgently pushing herself as close as she could 
to her older lover. 

Karen rocked her and murmured, "Baby, my precious 
baby, oh my sweet, precious baby." A wave of giddy 
warmth spread over Karen, making her almost feel like 
fainting. She had her arms wrapped around the 
exquisite and delicate body of the love of her life. 
Now the world was right again. "Do you have any idea 
what you do to me? Any idea how you set me on fire!"

Laci melted against Karen. It felt a little like the 
tingly, fuzzy sensation she got a few seconds after 
taking the first hit of a joint. Oh God, she felt 
loved and desired and so good.

Karen took Laci's face in her trembling hands, paused 
just a second to drink in the child's angelically 
beautiful face. Laci's eyes were dark and lustrous in 
the soft light. Karen made a whimpering sound and 
descended. She smothered Laci's face with hard, urgent 
kisses. Laci tossed her head back and soaked in 
Karen's passion. At last, their mouths came fully 
together. Karen's insides surged, and she let out a 
shuddery, moaning sound. She sent her tongue in search 
of Laci's, and they snaked together when found. 

Their heads moved in a primitive rhythm as their lips 
locked and their tongues wrestled. Gasping, Karen 
pulled back, and immediately dove back in search of 
her young lover's lush mouth. She sucked Laci's lips, 
nibbled them, and Laci closed her eyes and moaned.

Laci quivered all over. It was back in force, that 
pulsing, glowing ingot inside her tummy, sending its 
corona of warmth spreading to every part of her body. 
She surrendered herself to the woman she saw as a 
Goddess.

Karen brushed her lips against Laci's, and softly 
groaned into the girl's mouth, "Baby, love, my darling 
love. I need to devour you!"

"Oh yes, Karen! Please! You make me crazy inside!"

Karen relaxed her embrace so she could take Laci's 
hand in hers. Trying to regain her composure, Karen 
pushed her hair back from her face with her free hand. 
"Oh my," she whispered hoarsely. The emotions and 
sensations this amazing girl released in her were 
almost beyond her comprehension. Just by being, Laci 
seemed to bring Karen to the edge of losing control. 
It seemed as if nothing made sense any more.

Out loud, Karen whispered, "Come baby." 

There was a large wet patch on Laci's jeans. She felt 
weak and shaky all over. Karen led her to the living 
room and pushed her onto the sofa. Karen's eyes glowed 
with an intensity that made Laci's breath catch. She 
desperately wanted Karen to be firm, even rough with 
her. 

Karen knelt over her trembling lover. She immediately 
began pawing at Laci's clothes. "I'm going to fuck you 
until you scream!" Karen panted.

They tore at their clothes, twisting and writhing to 
get naked. Karen pulled off her swater and ripped at 
her blouse, sending buttons clicking across the floor. 
At last, their clothes were strewn over the living 
room. Karen descended on her teen lover, and Laci 
responded by arching her taut body up and urgently 
wrapping her arms around Karen's neck and wailing. 

Karen jammed her mouth against Laci's and thrust her 
tongue in deep and hard. She found Laci's little 
breasts with her hands and rubbed and squeezed them 
firmly. Laci's nipples immediately responded, swelling 
into pliant peanuts. She squirmed and squealed into 
Karen's mouth and dug her nails into Karen's back when 
Karen squeezed and tugged at the exquisitely tender 
nubs. 

Gasping, Karen pulled back. "Tell me what you need!" 
she demanded.

"Ooohhh," the girl cried. "Fuck me! Please Karen! I 
love you! Fuck me!"

Karen slid her hand between their bodies and grabbed 
Laci's sex, immediately wriggling two fingers into the 
wonderfully tight, gooey entrance to the insides of 
the girl's body. Laci stiffened and squealed and Karen 
glared at her. Just touching the teen's intricate, 
exquisite sex was enough to send Karen into orbit.

Karen firmly worked her fingers in and out, fucking 
Laci's honey tunnel. The teen was so tight, it felt 
like Karen's fingers were held in a clenched fist. Her 
pussy oozed nectar with every stroke. Laci writhed and 
groped for something to grab onto. Karen slid her 
thumb up the trough of Laci's labia to the girl's clit 
nub. She pressed and rolled her thumb until Laci 
frantically cried out and squirmed, slapping the sofa. 
At last, she tensed and released, and Karen could feel 
the girl's muscles quiver, squeezing and relaxing. "Oh 
Karen! Oh Karen! I love you! Oooohhhhh! Jesus!"

"That's it my love, come for me. But I'm not done with 
you, oh no, I am not done with you."

Karen pulled her fingers from Laci frothy sex and 
immediately smeared nectar all over her lover's vulva. 
Still gasping from her orgasm, Laci urgently lifted to 
Karen's firm strokes. "More Karen! There's more in me! 
Please make me come some more! Please!"

"Oh you hot, hot little minx!" Karen dropped to her 
knees between Laci's legs. The rich, tidal odor of 
Laci's overheated sex was intoxicating. Trembling, 
Karen lightly slapped Laci's sex, making her jump. 
"Open your legs, Laci baby," Karen demanded. "Wider! 
Wider! As wide as you can."

Demonstrating the marvelous flexibility of a Thirteen-
year-old girl, Laci grabbed the backs of her legs 
above the knees and pulled back until she was 
completely exposed. Karen groaned, her heart racing 
and head swirling at the sight of Laci's naked sex. 
The raw, intricate beauty of her lover's womanhood 
never failed to leave Karen awed. "Oh God," Karen 
whispered. Shaking her head as if to clear it, Karen 
dove on her lover.

Karen used her hands to frame Laci's pussy and help 
keep her legs spread wide. She slowly lapped up Laci's 
slit like a cat cleaning itself. Each lap made Laci 
stiffen and yip. Karen finally adjusted her hands so 
her thumbs rested on either side of Laci's clit before 
she nudged the tip of her tongue up to Laci's 
opalescent nub. She suckled Laci's tender bud into her 
mouth and massaged it with her tongue, while she used 
her thumbs to knead and massage the base of her Laci's 
clit hood.

Laci cried out and stiffened at the overpowering 
sensations Karen brought to her by both suckling and 
kneading her clit. She lost her grip on the backs of 
her thighs, but her legs remained splayed out. Her 
hands fluttered like startled birds before diving into 
Karen's hair.
 
Karen shook her head while she held Laci's button in 
her mouth. She pulled her head back, letting Laci slip 
from her mouth with a slick plop. She pushed down with 
her thumbs to make Laci's clit pop up. She gave Laci 
another series of long, slow laps up the girl's slit, 
until she finally stiffened her tongue and dove on 
Laci's nub. Karen circled Laci's jewel with the tip of 
her tongue, before lashing it like a vibrator.

Laci squirmed and writhed, her hands gripping Karen's 
hair and her feet kicking. Delectable waves of 
pleasure washed over her body from her throbbing 
pussy. Karen's staccato tongue work was like someone 
rat-a-tatting a drum. The pressure in her pelvis grew 
with each flick of Karen's tongue. Laci struggled to 
hold it, but it was no use. She cried out as her body 
spasmed and clamped down. She held her breath against 
the enormous, delicious bubble stretching inside her.

Then it burst like a hot water balloon hitting the 
ground. She shuddered and thrust her pussy up against 
Karen's face, demanding more. "Karen! Karen! Karen!" 
she cried. "Oh God Karen!"

Laci's pussy trickled a stream of nectar down her 
slit. Karen captured some of it with her tongue. Still 
licking the child relentlessly and kneading around her 
clit, she brought Laci to another intense orgasm.

Laci's body seized. She arched her back and it seemed 
every muscle fiber in her body was as tight as a 
violin's strings. It felt like she was reaching the 
top of a hill, and when she went over the crest, 
bright, flashing lights filled the valley below. The 
water balloon burst again. The heat washed over her in 
a great wave, followed by ripples that ebbed and 
flowed over and over.

Karen gently eased off until she was lovingly kissing 
Laci's mound. The girl's vulva was glistening wet and 
the fragrance of her heat was strong and enticing. 
Karen knew Laci had more in her, but if she drew every 
orgasm from the girl, she'd be unable to do anything 
but fall asleep.

Gasping, Laci collapsed against the sofa cushions. Her 
pounding pulse rippled over the taut flesh of her 
abdomen. Her arms flopped loosely above her head, and 
little groans escaped her with each panting breath. 
Smiling hungrily, Karen quickly kissed her way up 
Laci's tummy, pausing to give the girl's pert nipples 
a few flicks of her tongue. Laci jumped and yipped at 
the electric shock it sent over her.

Karen hovered over Laci, and the child, her breathing 
eased, smiled up at her. Laci threw her arms around 
Karen's neck. "Oh Karen!" she cried out.

Karen dipped down and pushed her tongue into Laci's 
waiting mouth. Their tongues swirled together. "Taste 
yourself on me," Karen hummed, and Laci sampled the 
remnants of her own pussy essence on Karen's face.

As they kissed with tongues tangled, Karen moved a 
hand between their bodies and began rubbing and 
fingering her own pussy. As soon as Laci became aware 
that Karen was masturbating, she worked her hand down, 
pushing Karen's hand aside. Karen's vulva emanated 
heat like a stoked wood-stove, and when Laci glided 
her hand over her lover's sex it was wet and slippery. 
Laci nestled her finger into Karen's slit, and it 
delighted her that her lover was dripping wet here. 
She rubbed her fingers up and down the channel shaped 
by Karen's inner labia. Karen gasped into Laci's 
mouth. "Yessss," she whispered. "You're making me so 
hot baby!"

Laci smiled before she lifted her head to give Karen 
her tongue. She stroked and massaged Karen's pussy, 
rubbing the flats of her fingers over the woman's clit 
until Karen let out a sharp yelp. Laci hooked two 
delicate fingers into Karen's sugar pot, releasing a 
fresh trickle of honey.

Karen's burning eyes glared at her teen lover. She 
jumped and grimaced when Laci's stroking, probing 
fingers hit a sensitive spot. "Fuck me," Karen 
demanded before diving on Laci's face to suck the 
girl's tongue into her mouth.

It was awkward, but Laci managed to push her fingers 
almost all the way into Karen's tunnel. She wriggled 
them around, but it was too hard to find Karen's magic 
spot. Instead, she slithered her fingers in and out, 
firmly riding them over the top of Karen's vaginal 
entrance. They greedily fucked each others mouths with 
their tongues, Karen groaning happily with each breath 
and gyrating her hips in time with Laci's finger 
strokes.

Their position distracting for Karen. "Okay baby 
girl," she panted. "I want you on the floor so you can 
fuck me with your mouth."

"Okay," Laci whispered with a touch of relief. Her 
wrist was beginning to hurt. Laci slid to the floor 
and gave her hair a toss. Karen shifted so she was 
half-laying against the back of the sofa, and her butt 
was at the edge of the cushion. Laci's sparkling eyes 
flicked back and forth between Karen's glistening sex 
and her urgently tense face. It thrilled her to think 
no one else made Karen feel like this. The intensity 
of her adoration for her adult lover made her feel 
like she'd explode.

Karen parted her legs as wide as comfortably possible, 
fully exposing her pussy. She throbbed inside, and she 
involuntarily tensed up in anticipation.

Laci kissed her way up Karen's sticky inner thighs, 
drawing a shuddery moan from her lover. She drew the 
flat of her tongue over Karen's skin, gathering her 
first taste of her lover's essence. Karen's heat was 
palpable, her aroma rich and musky like a freshly 
turned garden. Laci herself moaned in chorus with 
Karen. She spread Karen's crevice even wider, so fresh 
beads of nectar ran down the channel from her clit to 
her vagina. Laci slowly, deliberately drew the flat of 
her tongue up the length of Karen's slit, her eyes 
turned up to gauge her lover's reaction.

A jolt surged over Karen. "Oooohhh yes!" she whispered 
harshly. "Oh baby! My sweet kitten! You make Mommy 
feel such wonderful things!" 

Laci popped Karen's tumescent jewel from its hood and 
curled the tip of her tongue around it. Karen jumped 
sharply. Laci savored the feel of Karen's nub under 
her tongue, and the music of her moans. She languidly 
worked her tongue over and around Karen's clit, 
tracing circles, crosses and figure-8s. All the while, 
she kept darting her gaze between Karen's face and her 
pussy. She silently admonished herself to slow down. 
She moved her tongue down Karen's slit to gather 
nectar when she sensed Karen was getting too close.

Karen was seething inside. Every flick of Laci's 
tongue sent a sharp pulse through her pelvis and 
tummy. Each stroke made the hot bubble inside her grow 
larger and fuller. It amazed and delighted her how 
much Laci had learned in a week. She now varied her 
pace to prolong Karen's pleasure. She was sexually 
sophisticated enough now to both comfortably finger 
Karen's pussy while kissing her clit.

Laci planted those wet kisses on Karen's clit, sucking 
it between her lips and releasing with a smack. She 
poked and probed with her tongue, gave more wet 
kisses, and wetting her face in the process. Almost 
giggling with sheer delight, Laci rat-a-tatted her 
tongue in a burst that made Karen cry out and grab 
Laci's hair in her fists. "Oooohhhh fuck!"

Staccato pulses of energy vibrated through Karen's 
innermost pelvis and rippled up over her entire being. 
There was no resisting that kind of tongue-lashing.

Laci lifted her mouth up for a moment and quickly used 
the flat of her fingers to tap firmly on Karen's clit 
just as Karen had done to her. She dipped her face 
back down, and she tried her best to rub Karen's 
vagina and smear her flow of honey while she suckled 
her lover's clit. It pushed Karen over the edge.

Karen's pelvic and abdominal muscles quivered and 
hiccupped, sharp but intense little spasms. She drew 
in a breath and whined as she held it. Finally, she 
cried out as everything let go inside. Bursts of 
pleasure like silent explosions washed over her, from 
her pussy to some primal nerve center deep inside her. 

Karen bucked her hips, pushing her mound against 
Laci's face. Laci didn't let up her tonguing and 
suckling. She moaned hungrily as she kept furiously 
licking Karen. She kept going until Karen was done, 
and to Karen's surprise on later reflection, Laci knew 
exactly when that was.

They were both panting when Laci looked up. Her eyes 
were aglow and her face glistened in the low light. 
"Oh baby," Karen groaned. She quickly lifted her legs 
and lay out on the sofa so Laci could climb atop her. 
Laci snuggled her body into Karen's embrace, wanting 
to be held and loved.

Karen's mind swam incoherently at first. An odd 
thought intruded from out of nowhere. A thousand 
dollar sofa covered in come stains, and I don't give a 
flying fuck! She wrapped her arms around her teen 
lover and rocked her. "God Laci, I love you!" she 
groaned. She took Laci's face in both hands so she 
could cover her with sloppy, wet kisses.

A warm glow enveloped Laci, and she basked in Karen's 
praise. Just over a week ago, she didn't know the 
feelings she was experiencing now even existed in real 
life. Love wasn't just some made up thing on TV and in 
books. When she dwelled on it, the fervor of her 
feelings left her breathless. 

When Karen's head settled down, she became aware that 
it was cold. No wonder, she thought. They were naked 
and sweaty and it was ten below zero out. "Laci 
kitten. We need to go upstairs to bed. It's freezing."

Laci lifted her head and looked at Karen. The woman's 
hair was all a-tangle and her cheeks flushed. It 
really was cold, she suddenly realized. "Okay," she 
sighed. She slid off Karen reluctantly and stood up.

Karen sat up. "Give me a minute kitten, I'm woozy." 

Laci stood naked before Karen, smiling happily, and 
she reached out to take Karen's hands in hers. Karen 
drank in her teen lover. In just a year or two, she 
would be heart stopping beautiful. And she's all mine, 
Karen thought with a possessive thrill.

Laci helped Karen stand, and she eagerly slid into 
Karen's loving arms. Karen rocked her. "Laci," she 
murmured. "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever 
seen."

Smiling delightedly, Laci looked up. "You're just 
saying that 'cause you love me."

"I do love you, but I'm not just saying it. You really 
don't know how heart-wrenchingly beautiful you are. It 
makes me wonder how I ever came to deserve you."

Laci kissed Karen's neck. Didn't Karen understand, 
Laci wondered, that she had it backwards? That it was 
Laci who should wonder how she deserved Karen? Maybe 
she'd understand it someday, but right now... "As long 
as you think I'm beautiful, nothing else matters."

Karen sighed. "Come, I'm freezing."

Once upstairs, Karen put on the soft recessed lights, 
snapped on the electric blanket, and lit the gas 
fireplace. It was warmer up here then down in the 
living room, which made it easier to resist the urge 
to dive under the blankets. Karen pulled the covers 
back, and Laci flopped on the bed and sprawled out. 
Her little sex was already beginning to tingle and 
flush.

Karen climbed on the bed and straddled Laci on all 
fours. She pinned the girl's arms to the bed and 
smiled down at her. Laci's insides were beginning to 
churn. Her breathing grew shallow and her heart sped 
up. Karen's hair spilled around her face, framing her 
deep brown eyes. She quickly lifted her hand to tuck 
the hair on one side behind her ear, exposing her gold 
teardrop earring to the soft light and making it 
sparkle. Karen's sensual beauty made Laci draw in a 
shuddery breath.

"You're all mine," Karen purred. "You are my precious, 
beautiful princess, no one else's."

"Yes Karen," Laci mewed. "I belong to you! Only you!" 
Oh, how it thrilled Laci to be totally under Karen's 
control. The sensation of complete surrender, with her 
arms pinned to the bed and Karen on top of her, was 
exhilarating and oddly liberating.

Karen pressed her body against Laci's and lowered her 
face to kiss the girl. Laci kissed back with urgency. 
Karen stroked her tongue in and out of Laci's 
receptive mouth, drew it over her lips, tasting the 
girl's succulence. Kissing Laci was almost as 
thrilling as making love with her. There was always a 
sweet passion to her kisses, an intimacy that was 
galvanizing. Karen's kisses grew ravenous, and she 
gyrated her body against Laci's.

Karen released Laci's lips and her arms, and 
straightened up. She allowed herself to wallow 
momentarily in Laci's breathtaking adolescent beauty. 
She firmly squeezed and massaged Laci's firm little 
breasts, tugging on her nipples and letting them snap 
free. Laci cried out with delight. Her nipples 
instantly hardened, and Karen touched her palms to 
them and caressed them with a circular motion. She 
smiled at Laci when she rolled the balls of her thumbs 
over the girl's nubs and made her gasp.

"Karen," Laci whispered.

Karen leaned over, brushing her lips against Laci's 
ear. "Laci. Baby," she answered. She kissed her way 
over to Laci's other ear, drew her tongue up and down 
the girl's neck, making her whimper and shudder. She 
toyed with Laci's simple earring with the tip of her 
tongue, before nipping the rim of her ear. "I want to 
take you a very special place," Karen said softly. She 
pressed her mound against Laci's, sending a warm surge 
snaking through both of their bodies. "Very, very 
special. The same place you took me last week."

Shivers and thrills coursed over Laci. Her head 
swirled as if she were stoned. It was more the heat 
and hunger in Karen's voice, rather than the words, 
that registered in Laci's mind. Karen undulated her 
hips, grinding her pussy against Laci's. Their slits 
opened and kissed, and Karen firmly wriggled her vulva 
against Laci's until they both squawked at the thrill.

Hard as it was, Karen stopped before going too far. 
She straightened up, and Laci gasped at being left 
hanging. "I have better things planned for you, my 
Laci princess," Karen smiled. She scooted further down 
the bed. "Open your legs, honey girl, wide. I want to 
see every bit of your sweet, sexy treasure."

"OK," Laci breathed, and she drew her bent knees back 
and spread them wide, opening and lifting her sex in 
offering at the same time. Oh, that most exquisite, 
delectable part of her girl-lover was a thing of 
sublime beauty. It was like seeing the Holy Grail. She 
lowered herself, and brought her tongue to Laci's 
labia. She touched the girl's pussy lips ever so 
lightly with her tongue, as feathery a touch as she 
could manage, and she brought it up. Laci squealed at 
the sensation. The trail of Karen's tongue grew firmer 
with each stroke, until she firmly rasped the flat of 
her tongue up the crevice of her lover's pussy. She 
carefully flicked her tongue over Laci's clit hood 
before straightening back up.

Karen knew she was walking a fine line. Laci was 
squirming and whimpering, and her sweet pussy was 
drooling nectar freely, but she didn't want her teen-
lover to come yet. She wanted Laci simmering hot, but 
not boiling over. She carefully inserted her middle 
finger into Laci's fully open, sopping wet, receptive 
vagina. Inside the tight confines, it felt like she'd 
buried her finger in a narrow container of warm 
pudding. Laci arched her back and whimpered, "Karen!"

"Let Mummy Karen take you to a magic place," Karen 
cooed. When her finger was in as deep as she could get 
it, she began to draw it out while pressing up against 
the roof of Laci's vagina, rubbing, searching. She 
watched Laci closely as she explored. At last, her 
finger found a discrete, marble-sized bump, and Laci 
cried out sharply when Karen rubbed it.

Laci was unprepared for the sensation it caused when 
Karen found that spot inside her. It was more of a 
powerful jolt than a shock, but it jabbed deep inside 
her. She was already roiling inside, and the new 
sensation only added to the blaze burning in her body. 
Karen quickly changed position so she was coming at 
Laci from the side, up over her hip bone, with one arm 
wrapped around the girl's thigh. Panting, Laci raised 
up on her elbows to see what Karen's was doing. Karen 
turned her head and smiled impishly at Laci.

Karen pushed two fingers into Laci's vagina and 
immediately returned to the magic spot. Just as she 
did, she dipped down and drove her tongue into the 
intricate, converging folds making up Laci's clit 
nest. From that moment on, Laci lost her connection 
with the external world. Some dormant auto-pilot rose 
up and took over, and Laci just...was.

The position was a bit awkward for Karen, but it would 
have to do. She sucked Laci's nubbin into her mouth 
just as her fingers found the spot again. Laci 
stiffened and let out a strangled yelp. Karen massaged 
the spot firmly, relentlessly, as she sucked and 
licked Laci's throbbing clit. Laci let out incoherent, 
guttural sounds, and she writhed frantically on the 
bed, her arms flailing, her body jiggling. Karen 
whined as she slurped and fucked her baby lover. 

Laci stiffened and went rigid, straining, holding her 
breath, and grunting. "Yes baby!" Karen cried. She 
stroked Laci's engorged spot as fast and firmly as she 
could. Inside, Laci was aware that something broke, 
something snapped, and with the most amazing sensation 
she'd ever experienced, it felt like her entire self 
went spewing out of her pussy in a white hot stream of 
lava.

Laci's tensed, quivering body released in an instant. 
Her breath exploded in a loud, incoherent cry. And her 
already overflowing pussy boiled over, releasing a 
gush of hot fluid. Karen slurped it in, drank it, 
ambrosial nectar that was tart yet sweet and pure 
Laci. Laci arched again in another seizure, and spewed 
forth another gush of her heavenly potion, wetting 
Karen's face and hand, and dripping onto the bed. 
Karen brought her up, up, up to one more, and the girl 
cried out, "OH KAREN!" as her body collapsed yet again 
like an imploding building.

Karen greedily slurped up Laci's essence. She 
thoroughly cleaned Laci with her tongue, gathering in 
the girl's sweetness, savoring her, glorying in her. 
Laci was as limp as a rag doll, her eyes glazed and 
distant, when Karen kissed her way up Laci's body. 
Yes, the girl was utterly spent. It would be a while 
before she came out of her fugue. She instinctively 
curled into Karen's embrace and let herself float.

Laci was only vaguely aware of her surroundings. She 
was warm and relaxed, not sure whether she was awake 
or asleep, yet aware of the nearness of Karen's body. 
Once when she was six or so, she'd fallen down some 
stairs and broken her wrist (she still wasn't sure 
whether she had genuinely stumbled and fallen, or her 
mother had done something to make her fall). It hurt 
badly, and her hand hung at an unnatural angle. Once 
she got to the hospital, a nurse put a needle in her 
arm and gave her some pain medicine. 

The nurse told her it would make her feel sleepy and 
dizzy, but it would make the pain go away so the 
doctor could fix her boo-boo. After getting the 
medicine, she was only dimly aware of what was going 
on around her. It was a wonderful sensation, like 
being wrapped in a fuzzy cloud and floating in the 
sky. That's how she felt right now, caught in a warm, 
relaxed Twilight zone, safe in Karen's arms. Karen, 
her mother goddess, Karen, who made her feel the most 
astonishing things, Karen, her protector. She only 
vaguely realized it when Karen sat up and said 
something to her, something about "be right back". 
Laci rolled onto her back and stared blankly at the 
ceiling.

Karen only got up because the wet spot on the bed was 
becoming uncomfortable. She grabbed a cigarette and 
lit it before padding off to the bathroom. She peed 
quickly, and then got a big, fluffy towel from the 
linen closet. She set the cigarette on the ashtray and 
kneeled on the bed. "Laci honey," Karen said gently.

Laci, her eyes only now showing animation, looked at 
Karen.

"Move over a little, princess. I need to cover the wet 
spot."
 
Laci's brow furrowed but she moved, and Karen quickly 
spread the towel over the large wet spot. It was 
almost if she'd peed the bed. Satisfied, Karen sat on 
the edge of the bed and picked up her cigarette. One 
leg tucked under her, she smiled and stroked Laci's 
hair with her free hand. Laci turned her head and 
looked at Karen, distantly at first, but at last with 
focus. She smiled wanly. 

"You with me, my precious kitten?" Karen murmured.

Laci nodded and whispered, "Yes."

Karen finished her cigarette and rolled onto the bed. 
She turned off all the lights except a single, dim 
row, and pulled the covers up over them. She pulled 
Laci close, and their bodies melded together. Laci 
nuzzled her nose in the notch formed by Karen's 
breastbone and collar bones. Karen stroked her hair as 
though she was petting a cat. "Did you like where I 
took you?"

Laci chuckled very softly. "Did I pee on you? I didn't 
mean to, I couldn't help it."

"No kitten, you didn't pee on me," Karen smiled. "It 
was the same thing that you did to me last weekend. 
I'll bet you're sleepy right now."

Laci nodded. "Yes, I am. I'm sorry."

"My precious Laci. Please don't apologize. You've made 
me very happy tonight. Very happy."

"Really?"

"Really. Are you okay if I turn off the lights?"

"Yes. Can we cuddle?"

"Absolutely." Karen reached up and turned off the 
lights. She gathered in the warm, silky soft body of 
her lover. She hoped Laci would drift off to sleep 
before her anxieties had time to rear their ugly 
heads. Laci was an achingly beautiful girl, both 
outside and inside, but she had been hurt so badly by 
her troubled mother, it was going to take time for her 
to heal. All Karen could do was hold Laci and love her 
when the bad feelings came.

Karen let herself drift. The fragrance of their 
earlier loving, strong and musky, tickled her nostrils 
when she adjusted the covers, and Karen smiled. There 
wasn't much that could top that smell. She sighed 
contentedly and relaxed. 

There was nothing so ethereal, Karen mused, than a 
silent, snow-encased house, in the middle of a 
bitterly cold January night. 

The lines from a half-remembered song wafted through 
Karen's head. The lamp is burnin' low upon my 
tabletop, the snow is softly fallin'. The air is still 
within the silence of my room, I hear your voice 
softly callin' A haunting song of unrequited love. 
However, this love – her love, Laci's love – was not 
unrequited. It was deeply, achingly shared. Holding 
this mere child in her arms, in the silence of the 
room on a cold winter's night, after sharing their 
blazing inner passion, left her warm and at peace in 
way she never experienced. It was beyond description 
except perhaps by a poet.

As in the song, she heard Laci softly calling. 
"Karen?" the child said in a gossamer-like voice.

"Yes kitten."

Laci shifted and snuggled closer. "I love you."

Karen chuckled softly. "You never get tired of telling 
me that, do you baby girl?"

"No. Do you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind. It makes me very happy. I 
love you too."

"I-I want to say something, but I don't want you to 
get mad at me or anything."

"Laci, my precious love, have I ever gotten mad at you 
for saying something to me?"

There a slight pout in Laci's voice. "No."

Karen threw her leg over Laci's and used it to pull 
them closer together. "When two people are in love, 
like we are, they can share anything inside their 
hearts with each other. What do you want to tell me, 
kitten?"

There was a pause. Then, her voice still diaphanous, 
"When we were making love earlier tonight, I thought 
how now I'm glad Amy left you to live with her Dad." 
She hurried on before Karen could offer some imagined 
rebuke. "I used to be sad and mad at her for leaving, 
'cause I thought it meant I'd never see you again, an' 
I couldn't stand that. I just w-wanted to be able to 
see you, and then I could at least dream, but I 
thought when she left I w-wouldn't even have that."

Karen felt the child quiver in her arms, and she knew 
Laci was crying. She pulled her lover even closer, but 
she didn't say anything.

"But now, if Amy had stayed, we wouldn't be together 
...like this." She sniffled and shifted. "You'd still 
just be in my dreams. Now I don't want her to come 
back... ever! If she came back, we couldn't be 
together any more, and I don't think I could go on if 
we couldn't be together." A small sob escaped the 
lovely child.

Karen squeezed her and moved her hand to stroke Laci's 
hair again. "Ssshhhh, baby, it's okay. Don't worry 
about things like that," Karen soothed. "Nothing – I 
mean nothing – is going to keep us from being 
together. I promise. Okay?"

Laci let out a shuddery breath. She hated it when her 
fears rose. It usually happened after making love when 
she was relaxed and unguarded. Laci adored Karen so 
much that she gave herself to Karen. Now she had to 
trust that Karen wouldn't throw her aside. That 
thought was unbearable. That would mean... darkness.

"OK," Laci sniffled.

Karen shifted, raised up on one elbow to strip tissues 
from the box on the nightstand. She brought them to 
Laci's nose. "Blow," she said, and Laci snuffed into 
the bundle of soft paper. Karen wiped her nose clean 
and tossed the wad onto the nightstand. 

Karen lifted Laci's chin in her hand. Their eyes met, 
dark orbs in the cold light cast by the moon. "Now 
Laci, baby. I love you! I am not ever going to let you 
go. Ever! No matter what. Neither one of us does 
ourselves any good worrying about what might happen. 
Okay?" Karen leaned in and kissed the child deeply but 
gently. 

When Karen released Laci's lips, she lifted her 
breast. "Would you feel better if you nursed on me 
like a baby again?" she said tenderly.

Laci sniffled one more time and nodded. "Yes," she 
whispered.

Karen lowered from her propped position and gathered 
Laci in. As if in response to some primal instinct, 
Karen's nipples hardened and grew erect. Laci nuzzled, 
seeking the comfort of Karen's breast. Before she drew 
Karen's pliant jewel into her mouth, she said 
hesitantly, "Will you sing me the Teddy Bear song?"

Karen chuckled. "Of course I will sweet baby."

Releasing her anxieties, Laci drew Karen's nipple into 
her mouth and nursed from her lover. 

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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