Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Girl Lover

The first rays of sunlight filtered in through the window. Kendra awoke to something touching her. Turning her head, she saw Molly on her side facing her, both of her hands roaming curiously over Kendra’s body.

Everything came rushing back to Kendra. They had made love last night for the first time. She was a lesbian… and a pedophile. But she didn’t want to think about that right now. She just wanted to enjoy being with Molly.

From the way Molly was touching her, it was apparent the girl was not trying to get her off, but simply exploring. Kendra smiled as she watched her small hands glide over her hips, gently tweak her nipples, then reach down to feel her labia. Molly’s face was tilted at an odd angle, her sightless eyes staring at nothing as she digested what she was sensing with her fingertips.

Reaching out also, Kendra caressed Molly’s cheek, causing her to pull back slightly with a small gasp. Then she smiled, melting Kendra’s heart. Unable to resist, Kendra slowly leaned inward, pressing her mouth to Molly’s and gently nibbling her bottom lip. Molly, not knowing how to respond, didn’t move, but moaned quietly, relishing the intimate moment.

When Kendra pulled away, Molly whispered excitedly, “Last night… did that really happen?”

“It really happened.”

Kendra rolled against her, raising herself up so she was looking down on Molly’s face.

“It was… it was, um…” Molly struggled to find the words. “I don’t know how to say it.”

“Magical?” Kendra suggested.

“Yeeaah! Magical…”

“More than the dance?”

“Oh, much more! Much, much more!”

Kendra leaned very close to her. “D’ya wanna know something?”

“What,” Molly replied breathlessly.

“It was magical for me too.”

“Really?” Molly was filled with wonder.

“Really,” Kendra breathed out before softly kissing her.

After Kendra pulled back, Molly sighed, then whispered, “I think I love you.”

“I love y—”

CLINK … THUD

Kendra jerked her head up in alarm, looking at the door.

SHIT!! Molly’s mom was in the kitchen! Kendra had forgotten all about her. She looked at Molly’s naked body, then at her own naked body. SHIT!!!

Quickly searching the bed and finding and grabbing the slip bunched in a heap, she asked, “Molly, where’s your nightgown?”

Feeling for it, Molly answered, “I don’t know.” She raised up, anxiously moving her hands all around the bed, trying to find it.

Glancing at the floor, Kendra leaned over and grabbed it, pushing it into Molly’s hands, “Here it is!”

As Molly began putting it on, Kendra frantically pulled the slip over her head and was pulling it down over her body when she discovered, to her horror, that she’d put it on inside out. SHIT!! She jerked it back off, quickly turned it right-side out, then pulled it back over her head.

Panting from her exertions, she fell back on the bed. Molly reached over, feeling for her. When she found Kendra, she pulled herself closer so she could wrap her arms around her.

“Do you really love me?” Molly asked hopefully.

“More than ice cream!”

“Really?! Cuz nothing’s better than ice cream!”

“Really, that much!”

Then Molly got a confused look on her face, “Does this mean we’re… girlfriend and girlfriend?”

“Uh-huh, it does.”

“Wooow…” Molly breathed out, “You mean — I’m your girlfriend?! And you’re my girlfriend?!”

“Yeah, except… maybe we need to keep this a secret. The kids at school would make fun of us, and your mom would be mad at me if she found out.”

“But Mom likes you a lot. Why can’t we tell her?”

Kendra pondered how to say what she wanted to say. “Um, do you remember being taught ‘Good Touch and Bad Touch’? And that you shouldn’t talk to strangers, or let them touch you?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Well… your mother will think I’m giving you a bad touch.”

“But I’ll tell her you’re not.”

“That won’t matter. She’ll think because I’m older and bigger than you that I touched you without you wanting me to.”

“But I’ll just tell her —”

“Please don’t, Molly. What I did last night… the way I touched you… it’s not just that your mom would be mad at me, but see, it’s against the law. If your mom ever found out, no matter what you told her she’d have me put in jail because older teenagers and grownups aren’t supposed to touch kids that way.”

Molly was speechless, then quietly promised, “Okay, I won’t. I don’t want you to go to jail.”

For a while, they lay in each other’s arms. Then, realizing they’d better get up before Ms. Carrington walked in on them, they reluctantly got out of bed and dressed for the day.

As they entered the dining room, Ms. Carrington greeted them, “How’d you sleep, girls?”

“Great!” Molly beamed.

At first, Kendra was concerned that Molly might unintentionally spill the beans somehow, but luckily she didn’t.

“Did Molly keep you awake, Kendra?”

Kendra smiled, “No, Ms. Carrington.”

“Okay, come to the table and I’ll fix your breakfast. You like eggs, Kendra?”

“Yes, please.”

And so they ate breakfast, and afterwards played some games before Kendra left to go back home. In Molly’s room, as Kendra was saying goodbye, Molly spoke quietly so her mother wouldn’t hear, “Tomorrow at school… what are we supposed to do?”

“Nothing. We don’t want anyone at school to know or they’ll make fun of us. We just need to keep it a secret.”

“Secret girlfriends!” Molly smiled.

“Uh-huh, and when we get home, then we can do girlfriend stuff!”

“You mean kiss and…?” Molly whispered hopefully.

“Anything we want.”

Molly gasped at the thought.

Kendra brushed her cheek with her hand. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

*****

At school the next day, neither of them could concentrate at all during class. Ms. Luedtke had to keep reminding Molly to stop daydreaming and pay attention. Kendra zoned out in her classes, unable to think of anything except being with Molly.

During lunch, Kendra ate with Molly as usual, and both could barely contain their excitement about what they were going to do together after school.

Once school let out, Kendra ran out to her car, puzzling her friends as to why she was in such a hurry. When she arrived at the house, she had to wait only a few minutes before the bus pulled up, dropping Molly off. Kendra had homework to do, but she didn’t care about that; she’d do it later at her house after Ms. Carrington came home. She didn’t want to waste a single minute of the alone time with her beautiful girlfriend.

As Molly wheeled herself up, Kendra opened the front door.

“We have six hours before your mom comes home,” Kendra told her eagerly. “What do you want to do?”

Molly grinned mischievously, whispering, “Let’s get naked… and stay naked the whole time!”

Kendra grinned to herself, ‘Oh God, I’m going to love this.’

Following Molly to her room, Kendra watched as the girl pulled her t-shirt over her head, dropping it on the bed, then unbuttoned her skirt. Rocking back and forth on her hips, she inched it past her thighs, then pulled it down her legs. Her panties followed.

Kendra simply watched, completely captivated by the sheer sexuality oozing from the little girl undressing in front of her. When she came to her senses, Kendra quickly pulled her own clothes off, leaving them in a pile on the floor.

Molly looked over in Kendra’s direction and whispered as if worrying they might be overheard, “Now let’s go in the living room.”

She wheeled out cautiously, followed closely by Kendra.

Going over to the couch, Molly parked her chair there and pulled herself onto the couch. Kendra stood and watched, smiling.

“Wow…” Molly whispered in an awestruck voice. “I’ve never done anything like this before. I keep thinking somebody might see us.”

Kendra completely agreed. It was a strange feeling being naked in a place where she wasn’t supposed to be. Like being outside naked.

Her head searching around, Molly called out, “Where are you?”

“Right here.” Kendra sat down beside her.

Molly reached out to touch her, “Are you naked too?”

Kendra took the child’s hand and brought it to her breast.

Molly gave a small gasp upon feeling the soft skin of the much older teenage girl beside her. Smiling gleefully, she asked, “What do we do next?”

“Anything we want. What do you want to do?”

Molly thought for a while, then asked, “Umm, anything I want?”

“Yes. Anything.”

Kendra expected that Molly was going to ask her to massage her hoo-hoo again. Instead, she completely stunned Kendra by asking in a small, nervous voice, “Can… c-can I… give you a… a spanking?”

Kendra’s jaw dropped as her eyes bugged out. Never in a million years did she expect to hear that coming from this sweet eleven-year-old disabled girl.

“Huh…?” Kendra mumbled in her shock.

“I-I’m sorry… I didn’t mean in a mean way…” Molly apologized quietly.

“No, no! Don’t be sorry!” Kendra quickly told her. “You just surprised me. Yeah, you can, uh… spank me.”

The words sounded foreign to her. Molly spanking her?! If it had come from her ex-boyfriend’s mouth — and that was the kind of thing he might have asked for — she would definitely have said no, but from Molly?! The thought was intriguing. Actually, more than intriguing.

Kendra got to her knees, turned, then lay facedown across Molly’s lap, looking back at her expectantly.

Feeling Kendra presenting herself to her, Molly slowly drew in her breath as her hand felt the smooth, supple butt. She slowly released her breath.

“It’s okay…? If I spank you?” she asked nervously.

“Yeah,” Kendra answered, her voice becoming ragged with desire. Molly’s nervousness was making this already alluring venture even more tantalizing.

“Cuz I wanna do it kinda hard.”

“Oh god!” Kendra moaned softly to herself. She could feel her pussy getting wet as her breath quickened in anticipation.

Molly’s left hand moved firmly to Kendra’s back as if holding her down. She raised her right hand — then brought it down with a resounding SMACK!

Kendra jerked slightly. It didn’t hurt much, just stung a little.

Molly raised her hand back up, followed by another loud SMACK! Her arm flew faster — SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! — causing Kendra to jerk a little each time. The blows stung and Kendra’s butt began to grow warm. She groaned, not from pain, but from sheer exhilaration.

Finally, Molly stopped. Breathing hard, she asked, “It didn’t hurt too much, did it?”

“No, I liked it.”

“You did? Really? I was afraid you’d think I was a weirdo.”

Kendra raised up on her knees, then swinging her leg over Molly’s legs and straddling her, she lowered herself down onto Molly’s lap, facing her. “You’ll never be a weirdo.”

Taking Molly’s hands and placing them over her breasts, Kendra then touched Molly’s budding breasts which were just beginning to grow. For some time, Kendra had been awe-struck by these tiny titties that should not have attracted any attention for their size, and yet they did.

After fondling the small, soft buds for a moment, she raised her hands to gently cup Molly’s cheeks, leaned forward, and pressed her lips to the girl’s. Molly tried to copy the kissing movements, but it was counterproductive. Her lips kept moving the wrong way.

Finally Kendra pulled back, “Here, um, let me do the kissing so you can see what it’s like, okay?”

Molly sat still while Kendra stroked her hair and gently mouthed her lips. Kendra could feel Molly squeezing her boobs. To Molly, it was relaxing. As she felt how Kendra was moving her lips, she tried again, doing better this time.

Soon the hunger in Kendra’s pussy became too strong to ignore. Ending the kiss, she said, “Let’s play with our pussies now.” Seeing the confused look on Molly’s face, she added, “our hoo-hoos.” At once, that confused look changed to a big grin.

“Me first!” Molly cried out gleefully.

Kendra slipped off the couch and knelt in front of Molly, pushing her thighs apart. Pulling Molly toward her so she was more reclined, Kendra used her thumbs to spread her outer lips, then leaned forward so her face was only a few inches from Molly’s hairless pussy.

She inhaled slowly, breathing in the aroma, and for a moment thought about what she was doing, or rather about to do. She’d never imagined that someday she would perform oral sex on a girl. But then again, she’d certainly never imagined she’d be having sex with a little kid either. The whole thing seemed bizarre, but Kendra’s desire compelled her onward.

She slowly leaned closer, her face scrunching up, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue… and gingerly licked the warm flesh.

She was expecting it to taste awful, but to her surprise, it wasn’t bad. A little tangy, but that’s it. Kendra took another brief lick. She could do this. She took another lick, but this time, she kept her tongue inside, moving it up and down as if licking an ice cream cone.

Then she pulled back and asked hopefully, “Does that feel good?”

“Oh yesss…” Molly sighed softly. “It feels very very nice.”

Kendra smiled and with this confirmation, again pressed her face into the girl’s crotch, bathing her with her tongue. Not really knowing what to do, Kendra simply swirled her tongue all around.

Soon she heard Molly panting. Raising her eyes to look up at her, she was shocked to see how much Molly was reacting. Her face was pointing up, head rolling back and forth with her mouth hanging open, her fingers grasping at nothing. She was in ecstasy.

Spurred on, Kendra licked even more energetically, bringing out soft moans. As Kendra concentrated on her clit, Molly began to shudder violently, her moans becoming loud cries. Suddenly she stiffened, a wordless groan coming from the child as her fingers and toes curled.

Kendra raised up in amazement, her eyes bugging out as Molly was released from her exquisite torment, causing her to shiver all over, then fall limp.

Molly gasped, gulping in her breaths. Kendra watched, gently rubbing her belly, trying to soothe her, waiting for her to recover.

After a long rest, Molly was finally able to get her voice, “That was…”

She still was breathing hard. “That was…”

More breathing, “…really… really…” She wasn’t able to finish.

Kendra looked at her with a smile. This was the most incredible sight she’d ever seen. And the fact that she was able to give Molly an experience like this made it all the more special.

After several minutes, Molly asked, “How did you do that?”

“Well, um, put your finger here.” Kendra, sitting beside her on the couch, touched Molly’s clit. “Right here, and rub it.”

Molly placed her own finger there, then moved it back and forth a bit, her mouth forming an O in surprise. “Ohhh, that does feel good.”

She rubbed for a while, then asked, “Does it do that to you?”

“Uh-huh.” Kendra, her arm around Molly, kissed her shoulder.

Molly reached out with her hand to Kendra’s lap, feeling for her vulva. Kendra lifted one leg up on the couch, spreading her labia so Molly’s finger would go in easier. After some searching, Molly’s finger slipped between Kendra’s lips. Only knowing that the spot she was looking for was somewhere near the top, Molly’s efforts at finding Kendra’s clit were crude, not really staying on it, but rather going over it in brief moments. Still Kendra enjoyed Molly’s fingers immensely as they kept her in a prolonged state of sweet agony, teasing her with an explosive release but never quite giving it to her.

Kendra’s hands clenched the sofa cushions tightly as she groaned, “AAAhhhh oh shit… oh shit! OH SHIT!”

Molly giggled at the bad words, and probed her all the more. “Are you getting the good feeling?”

“Y-y-yeah…” Kendra stammered.

Finally, unable to take it anymore, Kendra took Molly’s hand and pressed it against her clit, rubbing furiously as she cried out, “NNNNNGGHHHHHHhhhh……”

Kendra released Molly’s hand. “Oh god…! Oh god…!” she panted weakly. “That felt… so good!”

“Did I do a good job?” Molly asked.

“Oh, yeah…” Kendra smirked, blinking, her vision blurry.

She felt completely weak, as if all her energy was gone. When she felt Molly trying to stick her fingers back in, she stopped her. “It’s… too sensitive. Let me just rest for a while. But, here…” She brought the girl’s hand to her breasts. “Play with these.”

So, Molly did while Kendra leaned back and closed her eyes. Still slowly panting, she kept murmuring, “Oh god… oh god…” softly to herself while feeling Molly’s fingers fondling her chest, squeezing her boobs.

After she felt rested enough, she opened her eyes. Molly had stopped squeezing her breasts and was now rubbing a hard nipple all around her face.

Kendra watched with a comical look. “Try putting it in your mouth,” she suggested.

Molly pulled back, “Huh?”

“My nipple. Put it in your mouth and suck on it.”

“Isn’t that what babies do?”

“And grownups too.”

“Why?”

“Cuz it feels really good.”

“Won’t milk come out of it?”

Kendra chuckled, “Nah.”

The girl opened her mouth wide and placed it over the erect nipple, sucking as if from a straw. Kendra told her, “Just lick the nipple. Don’t actually try to suck it.”

Molly began licking her nipple as Kendra carefully eased her onto her lap, facing up. Cradling her head and leaning forward so her breast fell into Molly’s mouth, Kendra stroked her hair as Molly suckled from her.

Kendra closed her eyes. Sex with Jason was never like this. Not at all. With him, it was brutish and coarse. But with Molly, it was gentle and… better. She felt a different kind of desire, and a bond she’d never had with Jason.

“Here, let me get up for a second,” she told Molly, sliding out from under her, then lying down beside her on the couch. Wrapping her arms around the child, Kendra kissed her long and deeply…

*****

Kendra glanced up at the clock. 8:27.

“Oh jeez! Molly! Your mom’s gonna be home in half an hour!”

“What?!” 

Kendra jumped up from the couch, then helped Molly into her wheelchair.

“I’ll help you get in the tub! Take a bath while I find something I can make for supper!”

She rolled Molly into the bathroom, lowered her into the tub, then ran out as Molly turned on the water.

In the kitchen, Kendra quickly searched the fridge and pantry for something that wouldn’t take too long. Finding some canned soup, she took out two cans, poured them into a bowl, then put them in the microwave. A few minutes later, they were cooling on the counter.

It seemed to Kendra like there was something else she needed to do, but she couldn’t figure out what. Then, catching a glimpse of her reflection in the darkened window, she realized she was still naked. Her eyes widened. ‘Sheesh! What if Ms. Carrington came home now?!’

She ran to Molly’s room, quickly got dressed, then went into the bathroom to see if Molly was done. After helping Molly out of the tub, they ate, and soon after Kendra was exercising Molly’s legs in bed.

“This was so great!” Molly said in her soft voice.

“Yeah!” Kendra agreed. “And we can do it again tomorrow.”

Molly’s face brightened at the prospect. “Ooh! Tomorrow, I want you to give me that good feeling again, with your mouth. I want it a lot, like… ten times! No, twenty times!”

Kendra laughed at her excitement. “Okaaay… I’ll give you as many as I can!”

“And I’ll do it to you too so you can say more bad words!”

Kendra laughed again, then got on her knees, kneeling over and kissing the girl. She held the kiss as Molly’s arm came around, holding her neck.

As they separated, Molly told her quietly, “I love you. Not like I love Momma, though, but in a girlfriend way.”

“I know, I love you too. In a girlfriend way.”

*****

The next day, Tuesday, was even harder for them to concentrate at school. After what seemed an eternity for both of them, the last bell rang and Kendra drove over to the house, eagerly awaiting Molly’s arrival.

As soon as her bus pulled up, Kendra bounded off the front porch and ran over to the curb. After Molly rolled down the wheelchair ramp, Kendra got behind the chair and pushed it up to the house.

Molly turned her head toward Kendra. “I couldn’t wait to get home!”

“I know! Me either!”

“Can I spank you again?” Molly asked in the sweetest voice.

“Mmmm…” Kendra pretended to think it over, then said optimistically, “I think so.”

“Alll riiight! I wanna do it really hard too!”

Inside Molly’s room, they got undressed, Kendra openly gawking at Molly’s smooth, slender body as the girl pulled her clothes off.

After Molly got on the couch in the living room, Kendra lay across her lap and Molly proceeded to spank her. As the hand landed on her bottom, Kendra jerked slightly with each slap, groaning in the bliss of it. Finally, Molly stopped and placed both hands over Kendra’s butt cheeks, feeling the warmth emanating from them.

Kendra got up and kissed Molly, wrapping her arms around her. Molly threw her arms around Kendra also. Their kissing became more passionate as their hands explored one another’s bodies. Gently easing her down, Kendra partially lay on top of Molly, one leg between hers, both arms around her, her lips on Molly’s lips.

As they kissed, Kendra began thrusting her pussy against Molly’s thigh, bringing out a gasp from the girl. She humped again and again, trying to get the relief she so desperately sought. With every thrust, Molly’s moans became more vocal, driving Kendra’s lust until at last, she became a frenzied animal, grunting in ecstasy as she frantically humped the little girl.

Holding Molly close, her hips thrusting like a mad woman, a steady string of the most sordid words coming from her mouth to Molly’s ears. “SHIT! SHIT! FUCK! SHIIIT! FUUUCCKKK!!!” 

As Molly groaned loudly, Kendra exploded, “SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIIIIIIII…” 

Kendra gave a few final thrusts, crying out with each one before falling off Molly and gulping in her breaths. Her eyes closed from sheer exhaustion, “God… you make me… come so hard…”

“You said bad words!” Molly tattled gleefully.

“You make me say bad words,” Kendra replied, between gasps.

“Let’s do that again!”

“I need to rest a while.”

Kendra’s shifted slightly, her hand sliding down to Molly’s pussy. “How ‘bout I do this?” She ran her finger between the girl’s outer lips.

“Oooh, yeah! Do that!”

Molly sucked in her breath as Kendra continued tracing her finger back and forth, then dipped it inside.

“Yeah… right there,” Molly whispered.

Kendra smiled as she moved her finger up and down, brushing each time across Molly’s swollen clit.

“Oooh… I can… I can feel it… it’s… it’s… it’s… UUUUhhhhhhh…” Molly groaned as she came.

Kendra wrapped her arm around her as they rested. Later, they ate supper and Molly took her bath. Afterwards, they lay in bed together, talking and softly touching each other.

*****

Every day after school, Molly and Kendra had sex, falling deeper in love. They discussed the future. In two years, Kendra would be in college while Molly would still be in middle school. The subject of marriage came up and how to tell their families… until one day, it all came crashing down.

Friday evening. Kendra and Molly were naked in her bed, locked in an embrace —

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! GET OFF OF HER!!”

Molly screamed in alarm. Kendra jerked up, then paled as her stomach dropped.

Ms. Carrington was standing at the door, her face crimson, twisted in shock and rage.

“GET OFF MY DAUGHTER!!” She lunged forward to drag Kendra off.

Kendra jumped off the opposite side of the bed, grabbing crazily for her clothes as Ms. Carrington came around toward her.

“MOMMA NO! PLEASE!” Molly cried, her arms outstretched in a vain effort to see what was going on.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean —” Kendra tried to explain.

“GET OUT!! GET OUT!! GET OUT!!” Ms. Carrington again lunged at Kendra.

“Molly…” Kendra took a last look at the girl before running from the room with Molly’s screams following behind.

Throwing open the front door and running naked down the driveway with her clothes in her arms, Kendra could hear Ms. Carrington’s threats. “DON’T YOU EVER COME NEAR MY DAUGHTER AGAIN, YOU SICKO! I’M CALLING THE POLICE AND I’LL SEE THAT YOU SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE IN JAIL!”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Kendra mumbled to no one as she jumped into her car and quickly sped away.

She didn’t want to go home, so she just drove aimlessly down darkened residential roads until she reached a dead-end. Parking the car and shutting off the engine, she couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. She cried bitterly for several minutes.

So quickly. How did her life end so quickly?

One moment, she and Molly were loving each other and the next moment, she had lost everything. Everything. Not just Molly, but her whole life. She would be arrested, be registered as a sex offender, everything that she feared was going to happen.

Finding that she was still naked and not knowing what else to do, Kendra slowly put her clothes on. Her hands were shaking. Actually, her whole body was trembling. She felt sick.

She knew she couldn’t go home. The police would be there, looking for her. As grim images filled her mind, she barely managed to open the car door before vomiting into the gutter. She closed the door and fell back in her seat. Her shallow breathing and pale face made it seem as if she was dead. And she might as well be. After all, her life was over totally over. Everything was gone.

Kendra closed her eyes, thinking back to the plans they’d made. By the time Molly graduated from high school, she would have finished college, have a good job. Molly would move in with her and would work from home. They would have a dog, maybe two…

The teenager choked back a cry, then broke down as the tears came again. Several minutes later, she curled up in her seat and closed her eyes…

*****

RIIING

Kendra jerked, opening her eyes. Apparently she had fallen asleep.

RIIING

She pulled out her phone and looked at the display. She stopped breathing. Ms. Carrington!

RIIING

Kendra couldn’t answer it. It would be more venom, more threats of calling the police. She set the phone down and closed her eyes again. Eventually, it stopped ringing.

*****

RIIING

Kendra turned her head, looking down at the screen. Ms. Carrington was calling a second time. She turned away and closed her eyes again. After six more rings, it stopped.

*****

RIIING

Kendra opened her eyes. A third time?! She looked at the phone, watching, but not answering. After it stopped, there was silence.

Then, a few seconds later, a beep. A text.

Kendra didn’t move. It was not just that she didn’t want to, she couldn’t. Her strength and will were gone. She was as crippled as Molly.

She blinked, feeling confused. Why would Ms. Carrington keep calling so many times? And send a text?

Because she wants to take out her anger on you. 

Maybe… but… what if it was something else? She exhaled, gathering her strength to pick up the phone and look at it. She clicked the text message, holding her breath.

Kendra, please come back. I need to talk to you. I haven’t called the police and I’m not mad anymore. I just need to talk to you so we can work this all out. Please come and if you can’t, at least call me.

Kendra read the message a second time, and then a third time. Why would Ms. Carrington want to talk to her? It seemed almost as if she wanted to fix things again, to move past this the way they had after Kendra went to the party and Molly fell down the hill. But what if it was a trap and the police were waiting?

She read the text again. It didn’t feel like a trap. It sounded like she really did want to talk.

Kendra felt some life breathe back into her, giving her strength. She reached out and turned the key, starting the engine. Turning the car around, she slowly drove back to the Carrington’s.

As she came toward the house, she saw there were no police cars. Pulling into the driveway, she got out. She walked slowly up to the front porch and rang the doorbell.

The door opened. Kendra blinked in surprise. Ms. Carrington looked miserable, as awful as she did.

“Thank you for coming. Please come in,” the woman said in a hurt voice. She stepped aside as Kendra entered.

“Kendra?!” Molly’s voice came from her room.

Kendra looked towards it.

“Yes, Molly, she’s here,” Ms. Carrington exclaimed.

“KENDRA!”

Molly came wheeling down the hall as fast as she could, calling out searchingly in the living room, “KENDRA?!”

“She’s ten feet in front of you, Molly,” Ms. Carrington told her.

With a gasp, Molly wheeled quickly toward Kendra, who had to step aside to avoid being hit, then reached out her arms.

Kendra looked at Ms. Carrington, who nodded. Kendra knelt down beside Molly and hugged the girl.

Molly held her tightly, sobbing, “Don’t leave me… please don’t leave me… we’re supposed to be together forever, just like Belle and the Beast, remember?”

“I remember…” Kendra felt herself crying again too.

After a while, Kendra looked up to see Ms. Carrington sitting on the edge of the couch, watching them. She took a gulp from the glass of wine she was holding, then refilled it.

“You’re probably wondering why I asked you to come back.” She brought the glass of wine to her lips again, then seemed to change her mind and set it back down.

“When I saw you… what you were doing… well, what would any mother do?! I mean, how could this not be the most horrible thing?!”

“But it feels so good, Momma!” Molly interjected.

“Molly, I know,” said Ms. Carrington. “She tried telling me you were good to her and you weren’t doing anything bad. But I wouldn’t listen. She kept screaming and crying, telling me I’d taken away the only joy in her life…”

She picked up the wine glass, took another gulp. “She wouldn’t listen to me, not at all. It reminded me of her bad days — and that’s when I got to thinking that ever since you’ve been here with her, Kendra, she hasn’t had any bad days.”

Molly interrupted again, tears streaming down her face, “She cares about me and… and… and she loves me, and…”

“Molly, please stop interrupting. Let me finish.” Ms. Carrington took a deep breath. “Anyway, my daughter is young, but I trust her judgment. Her blindness has given her this ability to sense what people are really like. So… I listened to her.”

Still kneeling beside Molly, holding her hand, Kendra remained quiet, not knowing what to expect.

“She says…” Ms. Carrington wiped her eyes. “She says that she’s in love with you, that… you’re both in love. That you loved her just like Belle loved the Beast even though he was a beast. She told me about your plans for the future and…”

She wiped her eyes again as her voice broke, tears streaming down her cheeks. “She’s my baby… she’s all I have…”

Kendra said softly, “I love her, and I would never hurt her.”

“She wouldn’t, Momma,” Molly added.

“I know you wouldn’t. But… but it’s wrong,” Ms. Carrington said to Kendra.

“I know everyone thinks it’s wrong,” Kendra said, “but I’m not taking advantage of her, and it’s really no different than a massage. I mean, this is how I show my love, and Molly is the one I love and who I want to spend my life with.”

Ms. Carrington slowly nodded. She took another sip of wine, thinking.

After a long time, she sighed, then smiled approvingly, “I never thought about it that way, but now I see.”

THE END