Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

After a long, stressful day at work, it’s so nice to come home and have my daughter help me relax…

 

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By Amanda Lynn

Over the next few days, Lisa was busy getting everything ready for the big visit from the social worker. First she made appointments with her doctor and with her dentist for Charlie. Then she contacted the school in their area and explained Charlie’s situation. Due to the amount of time she had missed, and because it was nearly the end of the current term anyway, the school proposed that Charlie should wait and repeat the grade in the fall. Lisa didn’t like the idea of her being a year behind, but she knew they were right, and it was in Charlie’s best interest, so she agreed. Finally, she hired an interior decorator who under Charlie’s close supervision remade her room into one fit for a princess.

When the following Monday morning rolled around, Lisa and Charlie went in to the office. Marcy was already at her desk when they arrived. “Good morning, Lisa,” she said with a smile. “Welcome back.”

“Good morning, I’d like you to meet Charlie,” Lisa replied, noticing the puzzled expression on Marcy’s face.

“Hello!” said Charlie with a bubbly voice. The girl was beaming and looking excitedly around at everything. Charlie had been rendered nearly speechless when Lisa told her, as they approached the beautiful glass and steel skyscraper, that she not only worked on the top floor but owned the whole building.

Marcy held out her hand. “Hello, Charlie. It’s very nice meeting you. That’s such a cute pink dress you have on.”

“Thank you, Marcy. Lisa’s told me a lot about you.”

“Wish I could say the same,” Marcy said flatly, looking up at her friend.

Lisa grinned, shaking her head. “Sorry, hon. It’s just been a whirlwind week. Tell you what, come into my office and bring me up to speed on what’s been going on around here, and I’ll tell you all about Charlie too.”

“Deal,” Marcy answered. “I’ll bring you a coffee. Charlie, would you like anything?”

“No, thanks,” said the girl.

As Lisa opened the door to her office, Charlie stepped quickly inside, then ran over to the huge windows overlooking the harbor. She pressed her hands and face to the glass leaving smudge marks behind.

“Wow! I’ve never been this high up before!” she exclaimed. “All the cars and people look so tiny.”

Lisa smiled at her childish enthusiasm.

Charlie came back over toward Lisa’s desk. “Who’s that man?” she asked, pointing to a portrait on the wall behind it.

“That’s my father. This was his company, and it became mine after he died. It was originally founded by his father a long time ago,” Lisa explained just as Marcy walked through the door carrying a big stack of folders and a steaming mug of coffee. She handed the coffee to Lisa then placed the heavy pile on the desk.

“Good lord, Marcy. I wasn’t gone all that long, was I?”

“Some of us actually work, you know,” Marcy said with a smirk. She provided Lisa with a quick summary of the material she’d brought in, then changed the subject. “So, tell me about your beautiful little friend here. You didn’t steal her from someone, did you?”

“What is it with people thinking I go around kidnapping children? Good heavens!” Lisa chuckled.

She and Marcy sat down on the sofa while Charlie continued exploring, soon leaving the office to wander around the rest of the floor. Over the next several minutes, Lisa brought Marcy up to date on all that had happened.

“That is just so beautiful, so sweet,” Marcy said, trying not to cry as Lisa finished telling the long story. “Holly and Ivy are going to love meeting her.”

“I have no doubt they’ll get along great,” said Lisa.

“How old is Charlie?”

“She’ll be 12 in a couple of months.”

“Oh, then she’s only a few months older than my girls. That’s perfect,” said Marcy. “We should make plans for them to get together.”

“Well, we’re coming over next Sunday for Easter dinner,” Lisa said. She patted Marcy’s knee, then got up and walked to her desk, ready to start in on her pile of work.

“Yes, but there’s no need for them to wait that long,” said Marcy as she headed for the office door. “How about a play date on Wednesday after dinner?”

Lisa cocked her head and laughed. “I don’t think 11-year-olds have play dates.”

“All right, it’s Wednesday evening at 7:00 then,” Marcy said with a wink, ignoring the other comment as she left the office.

Lisa shook her head, smiling, and grabbed the folder on the top of the stack.

**********

They pulled into the driveway of Marcy’s bungalow. No sooner had Lisa put the car in park than Charlie was already out the door and halfway up the walk.

Lisa laughed out loud. Charlie had been a bundle of energy all day, super anxious to meet Holly and Ivy. Her excitement had actually started Monday afternoon on their drive home when Lisa told Charlie about the plans. She’d pestered her with endless questions about the twins. What did they look like? How old were they? What music did they like? What kind of things were they into? Lisa just answered as best she could.

She followed Charlie up the walk and pushed the doorbell. The door opened, and a smiling Marcy greeted them.

“Come in, come in,” she said, holding open the door. “I’m so glad you’re here. These two have been driving me nuts with their incessant questions.” Marcy nodded toward the twins, who were standing just a few feet away.

Holly and Ivy were literally vibrating with eager energy, broad smiles on their faces. The two beautiful girls were identical, naturally, except for their hair. Holly’s was long and blonde and straight, while Ivy’s raven black hair hung in wavy curls just above her shoulders.

Lisa and Charlie stepped inside, and Marcy closed the door.

“Hi, girls,” Lisa said.

“Hi, Auntie Lisa,” the twins answered in unison.

“Girls, this is Charlie. Charlie, this is Holly,” Lisa said, indicating the blonde child, “and this is Ivy.”

“Hi,” said the girls.

“Hi,” Charlie squeaked.

“Okay, why don’t you two take Charlie to your room or down to the family room and get to know each other,” Marcy suggested.

Charlie kicked off her shoes as Ivy waved her over to them. She followed the twins, and they disappeared down the hall, already giggling.

Marcy and Lisa went into the living room. “Coffee?” Marcy asked, as she headed toward the kitchen.

“Please,” nodded Lisa. She sat down on the sofa.

Marcy returned after a minute and handed Lisa a cup of coffee, then took a seat in an armchair.

“You mentioned yesterday,” Marcy immediately began, “that you wanted to find a nanny for Charlie, someone to take care of her after school while you’re at work. I talked with Janice about it, and she would be happy to watch Charlie as well as Holly and Ivy.”

Lisa sipped her coffee and thought for a moment.

Janice had been hired by Lisa shortly after the twins were born, and she’d taken care of them ever since Marcy returned to work full-time. She knew that Marcy trusted Janice completely. Lisa had met her on numerous occasions over the years, knew Janice fairly well, and she too felt she could trust her.

“You’re sure she wouldn’t mind having another little girl to look after?”

Marcy shook her head. “Janice won’t mind a bit. She loves taking care of kids.”

“All right, that would be great. Thank you. I’ll pay her, of course.”

“Good, then it’s all settled. I’ll let her know tomorrow,” Marcy smiled.

The two friends sat and chatted away the evening while Charlie and the twins occupied themselves with the usual things preteen girls do.

**********

When the day arrived for the social worker’s visit, Lisa and Charlie both were bundles of nerves. The whole process, however, lasted less than an hour, and the social worker, an older woman who’d been on the job more than 30 years, assured them that in Charlie’s case the interview was just a formality. All the relevant boxes already had been ticked.

Friday night, a week and a half later, Sheryl showed up at the front door looking very lawyer-like once again, except for the fact that she was sporting lime green hair. Charlie answered the doorbell and saw that Sheryl was carrying her portfolio along with a large bottle of wine. A big grin was on her face.

“Hi, sweetie!” Sheryl loudly exclaimed, giving Charlie a hug the best she could with her hands so full.

“Sheryl!” Charlie squealed as she hugged back.

“Going to be one of those nights, is it?” Lisa smiled, spying the bottle of wine as she came around the corner to greet her friend.

“That is within the realm of possibilities. But this bottle, my dear ladies, is for celebrating.” Giving the wine to Lisa, Sheryl kicked off her shoes and hung up her coat. Then she reached into her coat pocket and pulled out another smaller bottle with 7-UP stenciled on the side. She handed it to Charlie. “This one’s for you to celebrate with, honey.”

They all walked into the kitchen, and Lisa took three wine glasses from the cupboard. Two were large and had been used many times by the women. The third was a smaller version. Sheryl opened and poured the wine while Lisa filled the smaller glass with some of Charlie’s pop.

“Okay, then. What are we celebrating?” Lisa asked.

Sheryl pulled a document from her portfolio and set it on the counter. “Sign and initial each page where indicated, and your guardianship will be permanent. Charlie will never have to leave your side.” She raised her glass in a toast.

Lisa and Charlie looked at each other, and then at Sheryl. After they each took a quick swallow, Lisa and Charlie set their glasses down and together wrapped their arms around Sheryl, hugging her tightly.

“It’s okay, Lisa,” Charlie said with a giggle. “You can kiss her now.” And Lisa did, as Charlie watched them happily.

Lisa grabbed her glass and the wine bottle, and was about to lead them into the living room when Sheryl stopped her.

“Not so fast, you lush,” the lawyer quipped. “Sign first, party second.”

“Now if that’s not the pot calling the kettle black,” Lisa laughed.

She picked up the pen Sheryl had just placed on the counter. When all the signing and initialing was done, Sheryl put the document back into her portfolio where it would be safe, and the three headed into the living room to celebrate.

Lisa and Charlie sat on the sofa while Sheryl took the armchair. They drank and laughed and talked, mostly about adult stuff but they did try to include Charlie in on the conversation from time to time.

After a while, Charlie leaned over, whispering something to Lisa. Sheryl watched as her friend slowly turned her head and looked closely at Charlie. Lisa’s expression appeared to be one of mild surprise.

“Are you sure?” she asked softly.

The little girl nodded and jumped up off the sofa. “I’m tired. I’m going to bed now,” she announced, not looking the least bit sleepy.

Charlie gave Lisa a nice long goodnight kiss, then went over to Sheryl. This time she didn’t wait for an invitation. She plopped right down on her lap and wrapped her arms around the woman, pressing their cheeks together.

“Thank you so much,” Charlie whispered in her ear. Pulling back, she looked into Sheryl’s eyes for a moment, then gave her a big kiss on the lips before getting up again.

“G’night,” Charlie breezily waved to them as she headed off to bed.

The women sat in silence for a few moments.

“What was that all about?” Sheryl finally asked.

Lisa smiled and put her wine glass down on the table. She patted the cushion beside her, leering at Sheryl with bedroom eyes. Sheryl put her own glass down, then made her way over to Lisa and sat next to her.

After gazing at Sheryl for several seconds, then reaching up to stroke her hair, Lisa leaned in and kissed the woman’s bottom lip, gently pulling on it with her teeth. “Charlie gave me permission to fuck your brains out. Her words,” she cooed.

“Oh, she did, did she?” Sheryl replied with a surprised chuckle. “Well, then I guess we shouldn’t disappoint her.” She grabbed Lisa’s head and mashed their mouths together.

Her eyes closed in the kiss, Lisa pulled blindly at Sheryl’s blouse, tugging it from the waistband of her slacks. She fumbled with the buttons until the blouse was open. Sheryl continued to hold Lisa’s head with both hands, her tongue dancing around her lips and in her mouth. Lisa pushed Sheryl’s bra up, exposing her breasts, then grabbed each hard nipple, pinching and pulling at them. Sheryl let out a slow deep growl as she broke their kiss.

Taking Lisa by the shoulders, Sheryl stood up momentarily while at the same time pushing the other woman onto her back on the sofa. Lisa yelped in surprise as Sheryl fell upon her, biting at her ears. Sheryl aggressively kissed and sucked her neck and throat. Her hands roughly groped Lisa’s tits through her shirt. Then she stood again, wiping her mouth.

“Get naked,” Sheryl ordered as she hurriedly began removing her own clothes.

Lisa silently but eagerly obeyed. Shirt, pants, and undergarments from both women were discarded with reckless abandon around the living room. Once Lisa was naked, Sheryl was on her like a predator on its prey. Lisa moaned as her breasts were squeezed and her nipples were assaulted with bites and pinches. Her lover was in one of those rare moods, and Lisa knew she would probably be sore in the morning. She was going to be Sheryl’s personal plaything tonight, like it or not. Luckily she did.

Sheryl took a nipple into her mouth and sucked on it as she pushed a finger deep into Lisa’s core. Lisa cried out at the shock of the sudden intrusion.

“You like that, don’t you?” Sheryl asked in a dominant tone.

“Yes, mistress,” Lisa whined as Sheryl continued to rub and finger her pussy. Lisa’s hips bucked and rolled with the onslaught. A wave of pleasure and pain raced through her body.

“You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?” Sheryl asked.

“Uh-huh,” Lisa murmured, biting her lip. She could feel herself getting close very quickly, but then — “Nooo!” Lisa pleaded when Sheryl pulled her finger out of her now soaked pussy.

Sheryl put the finger in Lisa’s mouth, letting her taste her own juices. Then she crawled forward on the sofa and straddled Lisa, a knee on either side of her rib cage.

“Play with my clit,” she ordered. Sheryl had a large pink clit that protruded from between thick pussy lips, gleaming with moisture.

Lisa put her thumb over it and began to rub in a circular motion. “Fuck, yes! Rub it!” Sheryl moaned as she reached back to play with Lisa’s throbbing clit.

“Yes, yes, yes, make me come,” Lisa pleaded.

“Don’t be such a greedy bitch,” Sheryl growled. “You haven’t made me come yet.”

Lisa looked up at her friend and saw pure animalistic lust in her eyes. Lisa didn’t mind when Sheryl would let out her aggressive dominatrix persona, but she was glad it was a fairly rare event.

She redoubled her efforts on Sheryl’s clit, stroking, squeezing, pulling, even slapping at it. Soon Sheryl was rocking her hips and moaning loudly as she continued to rub and finger Lisa’s pussy. It wasn’t long until both women had enjoyed their first orgasms of the night. That wouldn’t be their last.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” Lisa suggested a few minutes later. They were lying naked on the sofa, with Sheryl on top, both breathing heavily and covered in sweat.

All the way in the two lovers hungrily kissed and pawed at one another, banging into walls as they went. They fell through the door into the bedroom, somehow keeping their feet. Lisa managed to break away from Sheryl long enough to shut the door. She turned on the bedside lamp, then flopped down on the bed.

Sheryl went to a tall oak bureau and opened the top drawer. She pulled out a blue vibrator and a black strap-on. Lisa smiled and reached into the drawer of her nightstand where she found a bottle of lube.

As she lay down beside Lisa, Sheryl handed the vibrator to her. “Do me first,” she requested. Her inner animal seemed to have calmed a bit.

Lisa took the vibrator, but set it aside for the moment. She rolled over on top of Sheryl and brought their lips together. Lisa kissed her lover’s mouth for a few minutes, thoroughly exploring with her tongue before sliding down to take one of Sheryl’s large erect nipples between her lips. She sucked hard on it, flicking it with her tongue as Sheryl purred with pleasure.

Slowly she kissed and licked her way down Sheryl’s body, stopping to admire her chiseled six-pack. Then she moved on to the nicely trimmed patch of bright green pubic hair. Lisa smiled at the sight of it, then took Sheryl’s engorged clit into her mouth, sucking on it as she had her nipple.

“Yes,” Sheryl hissed. “Suck my pussy. Fuck my cunt!”

Lisa did, shoving two fingers deep inside Sheryl, sliding them in and out, loving how hot and slippery she felt.

“Goddamn it, yes!” the woman groaned, panting and writhing on the bed.

And then, just when she thought Sheryl was nearing the edge, Lisa stopped.

“Ohh fuck no! Please don’t stop,” Sheryl begged.

Lisa giggled. “Who’s the greedy bitch now?”

Then she picked up the vibrator and the bottle of lube. Sheryl was so wet that the lube wasn’t really necessary, but Lisa rubbed some on the toy anyway, then turned it on to its lowest setting. With its hum filling the air, Lisa touched the tip to Sheryl’s throbbing clit. Sheryl jerked her hips and moaned loudly.

Lisa continued to stimulate her clit for a while, then slid the toy down toward her opening and slowly pushed it in. Sheryl shuddered heavily. As Lisa began to fuck her friend with the buzzing toy, Sheryl grabbed and pinched her own nipples. She moaned even louder when Lisa increased the setting on the toy. The sounds of the vibrator changed in pitch and volume as Lisa plunged it in and out of Sheryl’s core.

“Fuck, yes, Lisa! Don’t stop – yes – yes –  I  —  I’m coming!”

Sheryl clawed at the sheets, howling in pleasure. She cried out, almost screaming, and then thrust her hips into the air. Sheryl’s cum splashed onto Lisa’s chest as the vibrator slipped from her pussy.

“Holy fuck!” Lisa exclaimed, more from the suddenness of it than from the fact that Sheryl had squirted on her.

Sheryl’s chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath. “Holy… fuck… is right…” she said between gasps.

Lisa lay down beside her friend and nibbled on an ear as she waited for her to collect herself.

After a minute or so, Sheryl rolled onto her side facing Lisa. She kissed her very softly on the lips. It seemed the tiger was now a kitten. Sheryl cupped one of Lisa’s breasts and gently squeezed and fondled the nipple before she took it into her mouth. Lisa moaned in response.

Sheryl played her tongue over the nipple as her hand found its way to Lisa’s pussy. Her fingers easily moved through the slick folds and into her core. Lisa pushed her hips up to greet Sheryl’s fingers as they found their way to her clit.

“You are so fucking wet,” Sheryl purred.

Lisa just grunted.

Sheryl kissed her way down Lisa’s belly. Spreading her labia with her thumbs and pressing her mouth inside, Sheryl lovingly explored Lisa’s furrow, savoring all the smells and tastes and textures she adored, causing Lisa to whimper when she began to plunge her stiffened tongue in and out of her juicy vagina. Then, very slowly, kissing and licking as she went, she worked her way back up to Lisa’s clit. After nuzzling it with her nose, then sucking on it for a few moments, then flicking her tongue wildly over the sensitive nub, she had Lisa moaning and thrashing on the bed, primed to explode.

She stopped.

Sheryl took one more long slow lick of Lisa’s pussy before climbing off the bed and standing up.

“Nooo,” Lisa whined in protest.

“Get on your hands and knees,” Sheryl said, as she grabbed the strap-on and fastened it around her hips.

Lisa did as she was told. Positioning herself in the center of the bed, knees spread apart, ass in the air, and resting on her elbows, she waited. In the mirror over her dressing table, Lisa watched Sheryl make minor adjustments to the harness and then lubricate the long black cock.

Sheryl brought herself up behind Lisa and played with her butt cheeks, squeezing and pinching and slapping them. After squirting some lube into the crack of Lisa’s ass, she spread it around with her finger, teasing at the rosebud of her anus.

Placing the silicone cock at Lisa’s entrance, Sheryl slowly pushed it in. With Lisa’s heightened state of arousal and the ample supply of lube and juices, there was little resistance to Sheryl’s effort to penetrate her. Still, Lisa gasped as she felt the alien intrusion.

When she’d achieved maximum depth, Sheryl bent forward and kissed Lisa’s back, rubbing her lips over the woman’s hot skin, tasting salty sweat. She reached around to the front and pinched Lisa’s hardened nipples, tugging at them as she nipped at her shoulders.

“Mmmm, yeahhh,” Lisa purred. Little shivers of pleasure caused her to twitch. “Come on, fuck me!”

Straightening up, Sheryl placed a hand on each of Lisa’s hips as she began to slide the cock in and out. She moved slowly at first, then quickened her pace as Lisa’s pleas for release spurred her on, exciting her.

Lisa knew she was almost there. It was only a matter of seconds now. “Fuck me, Sheryl!”

Suddenly Lisa cried out as her reality was splintered by a powerful orgasm. Her body convulsed, waves of pleasure crashing through her — and it wasn’t over. Although Lisa’s mind was foggy, she sensed another climax already beginning to grow, this one being exquisitely different.

Sheryl’s thrusts were unrelenting as the base of the strap-on mashed against her own clit again and again and again. She continued to fuck her friend, harder and harder, until she too reached climax, throwing back her head, grimacing and shuddering in ecstasy.

When Lisa came the second time, it felt as if a tightly wound spring had suddenly been released, its energy radiating out to every bit of her body. Lisa shook all over, moaning loudly. Then her limbs turned to mush.

Lisa and Sheryl collapsed on the bed together, both panting, gasping for air. They were exhausted, spent for the moment, but still they weren’t finished. The pair fucked twice more that evening before finally falling asleep in a sweaty, sticky, jumble amid the tangled sheets.

Neither woman was aware that Charlie had given herself three very powerful orgasms that night as well. The girl now sat half asleep in the dark of Lisa’s walk-in closet, waiting for the opportunity to sneak unnoticed back to her own room.

Continue on to Chapter 8

By Girl Lover

“OOOOOOHHHH — WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA? SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS…”

Raven jerked up in the bed. “WHAT THE FUCK?!”

“ABSORBENT AND YELLOW AND POROUS IS HE…”

“It’s Spongebob Squarepants,” Bonnie answered with a smile.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS SMUDGEJOB SCAREPANTS?!”

“Spongebob Squarepants,” Bonnie corrected her.

“I don’t give a fuck! Turn that shit off!”

Bonnie ignored her.

Raven groaned, then turned her head toward the sound of Kala’s laughter. “What are you laughing at?!”

“You.”

Kala, seeing Jennie’s fearful look at Raven, told the child, “Don’t worry, she’s not really mad.”

“What time is it?!” Raven checked her phone and answered her own question. 6:32 AM.

Muttering under her breath, Raven got up to use the bathroom. When she came back, she lay down again, watching the show absentmindedly.

After several minutes, she asked Bonnie, “If they’re living underwater, how come they’re able to use a stove?”

“They just can.”

“But you can’t use a stove underwater.”

“Raven, it’s just a cartoon,” Kala reminded her.

“It doesn’t make any sense, though. You shouldn’t be able to use a stove underwater.”

Raven tried to sit through the inanities of the show, but after a while couldn’t contain herself anymore. “Now they’ve got a bathtub full of water! This is too fucking stupid.”

“That’s just the way it is,” Bonnie shrugged.

Kala asked sarcastically, “You want your cartoons to be realistic?”

“I don’t want them to be stupid. I draw the line at campfires and bathtubs of water at the bottom of the ocean.”

The other three giggled at her.

Raven got up. “This is too much for me. I’m gonna go get some breakfast for us somewhere. I’ll be back.” She quickly dressed and left.

A minute later, Kala got out of bed too and peeked out the window. “It looks pretty nice out there.”

Pulling her clothes on, she said, “Jennie, you want to go for a little walk in the woods before we start riding again today?”

Jennie jumped up excitedly. “Yeah!”

“Want to come with us, Bonnie?” asked Kala.

“Nah.”

“Okay, we’ll be back in a bit. I’m taking the key, and I’ll lock the door. You can let Raven in when she comes back with the food.”

Bonnie nodded, still absorbed in her show.

Kala and Jennie opened the door, flooding the room with morning sunlight, then walked out, holding hands.

It was only a few minutes later when Bonnie heard a knock at the motel room door. After pushing back the sheets, she padded over to open up for Raven.

The moment she unlocked the door, it suddenly slammed opened to reveal the hard faces of Jadis and Diamond.

The women shoved Bonnie back inside, where she fell hard on the floor. As Diamond shut the door behind them, Jadis leered down at the girl, “Did you really think I wouldn’t be able to find you?”

*****

Along a trail in the woods, Kala and Jennie walked hand in hand. The sun felt warm on their skin. Bending over to pick a wildflower beside the trail, Jennie held it up to Kala, sporting her trademark bashful smile.

Kala took the flower and knelt down, quickly looking around to check that they were alone before planting a kiss on Jennie’s lips.

*****

“That’ll be $21.47.”

Raven pulled out her wallet, fished out a twenty and a five, and handed them to the clerk.

The clerk gave Raven four empty cups to fill at the drink machine, then opened the cash register and began counting out the change.

*****

Her heart thumping in panic, Bonnie tried to scramble away on her hands and knees, only to be seized and violently pulled backward.

“Think you’d got away?!” Jadis sneered. “No one escapes me!”

Thrown heavily over onto her back, Bonnie stared up at the woman through tear-filled eyes. Jadis straddled her, closing her grip around Bonnie’s throat. Bonnie grasped at her wrists, desperately trying to pull the strong hands away from her throat as she struggled to breathe.

*****

“We should probably head back now.”

Jennie grinned up at Kala, “Okay. Race you!”

Without waiting for an answer, Jennie took off down the trail. Kala smiled at the girl with love, then ran after her.

*****

Raven held the cup against the Mountain Dew lever, and waited as the cup slowly filled. She wasn’t sure what Kala or Jennie would want. When Bonnie’s Mountain Dew finished, she held one cup under the Pepsi nozzle and the other under the 7-Up nozzle. They were just going to have to make do with those.

*****

“Where’s my money?!”

Bonnie gasped for breath, “I… don’t… know…”

Jadis pulled out a knife, bringing the sharp blade within inches of Bonnie’s face. “Where’s Raven and Kala?”

“Ra… ven… went… for… break… fast… Kala… went… for… walk…”

Diamond picked up the two duffle bags. “Found it.”

“Good,” Jadis nodded. “Now we wait for them.”

*****

Jennie raced along as fast as she could, giggling the whole time with the exhilaration of being chased. Kala was leisurely jogging not far behind her, admiring how adorable the nine-year-old girl looked as she ran.

Suddenly, Kala’s eyes widened. She quickly sprinted up to Jennie, grabbing her and pulling her behind a tree.

“Jennie… shhh… don’t make a sound.” She pulled out her Glock. “I want you to stay right here behind this tree. Don’t move from it. Understand?”

The child slowly nodded, terribly frightened.

“I need to go back to the motel by myself. You might hear some noises, but I want you to stay right here and don’t come out, okay?”

Jennie’s lips quivered as if she were going to cry.

“I’ll be back soon. I love you.” After giving Jennie a kiss, Kala crouched low, then crept through the woods toward the highway, looking back once at the girl to make sure she stayed put.

Kala headed across the road to the cafe just as Raven was coming out, her hands full with sacks of food. “Jadis is here!”

Dropping the bags to the ground, Raven pulled out her Glock, but Kala blocked her. “You can’t just go charging in. That’s what they’re expecting us to do.”

“How many are there?”

“I counted four bikes.”

Running to hide themselves in the woods near the cafe, they looked across the highway, spying out the area around the motel.

“There’s Rayne, and there’s Ash,” said Kala. “I don’t see anyone else. Jadis and Diamond must be inside the room with Bonnie.”

Raven thought for a minute, then said, “I know Ash. She wouldn’t turn against us so easily. All she knows is whatever Jadis told her. I’m gonna text her.”

“Are you crazy?! How do you know she won’t turn us in?!”

“She won’t.”

“You willing to bet Bonnie’s life on that?”

Raven pulled out her phone. “Yep.”

As Raven and Kala watched her from their concealed position among the trees, Ash pulled her phone from her pocket and read the message. After saying something to Rayne they couldn’t hear, she casually walked across the road and took a few steps into the woods.

“Raven? You there?” she called quietly.

“Over here,” Raven called back, just as quietly.

Upon coming closer and seeing them, Ash’s eyes widened, “Jesus, Raven! You really are here!” Then her voice became angry, “What the fuck you been doin’?! You went rogue on us!”

“No, we didn’t. Maya and Lucia distracted us so Jadis could rape my girl.”

“Shit. I didn’t know about that. I never did like Jadis’s idea of sharing everything. But why’d you take the money?”

“Well, seeing as how we were leaving and how I wanted to get back at Jadis for what she did, I decided that was me and Kala’s cut of the loot. After all, ya’ll were going to hit more banks.”

Ash nodded slowly.

Raven looked closely at the woman. “We really could use your help now.”

After a moment’s pause, Ash said, “Jadis isn’t only after the money. She wants all of you dead. I fucking can’t stand the thought of her murdering those two little kids. Count me in.”

“So what’re we gonna do?” Kala asked.

“They’re holed up in there with one of the girls,” Ash told them. “There’s only one thing we can do. Try to kill them before they kill us.”

*****

Ash walked back across the road to the parking lot of the motel. Heading over to Rayne, she began talking to her, distracting her so she would be unaware of Raven approaching from behind until it was too late. Raven hit her hard with the butt of her gun, and Rayne collapsed to the asphalt, unconscious.

Quietly sneaking up to the door of their room, Raven ever so carefully inserted the key and unlocked it. After looking at Kala and Ash beside her, nodding at them, she suddenly threw the door open.

As she stepped quickly inside, everything became a blur for Raven — Bonnie on the floor on her back, Jadis standing over her — Diamond whipping around toward Raven while raising her gun — Raven putting two rounds into Diamond, dropping her — and Raven’s right shoulder exploding in pain, causing the Glock to slip from her hand.

Kala came through the doorway, firing once. But Bonnie had started to get up and was in the way, so the shot went wide, missing Jadis. Then Kala had to duck back outside when Jadis, using Bonnie as a shield, swung her gun towards Kala, splintering the door frame with a shot.

As Jadis turned to aim at her, Raven drew her boot knife with her left hand and threw it hard, just as Jadis pulled the trigger.

The gun fell from the gang leader’s hand as she reached for the knife sticking out of her neck, severing her carotid artery. Jadis stared at Raven for a brief moment, then paled and fell to the floor, dead.

Bonnie ran over sobbing and threw her arms around Raven. Raven couldn’t seem to focus her eyes on Bonnie… and suddenly her legs gave out from under her. She crumpled down as Bonnie screamed.

Kala and Ash rolled Raven onto her back, revealing two dark red splotches on the front of her shirt. As Bonnie hugged Raven, crying, “Please don’t die,” Ash tried in vain to pull the grieving girl away while also yanking out her phone and dialing 911. Kala grabbed a towel from the bathroom, using it to plug the gunshot wounds in Raven’s chest and shoulder.

Raven, semiconscious, mumbled, “Bonnie… is Bonnie all right?”

“Yes, she’s fine,” Kala quickly assured her. “Now stay with me, Raven!”

“EMS is on its way,” Ash reported.

Kala looked at her. “Ash, listen, we can’t have the kids getting involved with the authorities. All right?”

The woman nodded.

“There’s a trail behind the motel, on the left,” Kala told her, “leading into the woods. About a hundred feet down it is the other little girl. Her name’s Jennie and she’s hiding behind a tree. Take Bonnie with you, so Jennie will know you’re a friend. Keep both girls hidden there until after the police have gone.”

Ash got up. She attempted to take the child’s hand and lead her from the room, but Bonnie held tightly on to Raven. “No, I won’t leave her… don’t die… please don’t die… I love you…”

Blinking, Raven looked into Bonnie’s eyes and tried to give her a smile, but everything was blurry, and then… faded… to… black…

*****

Kala walked down the hall of Las Animas County Hospital toward room 138. Raven had come out of surgery a few hours earlier and was expected to wake up at any time.

A sheriff’s deputy stood outside the door. As Kala approached, she asked him, “Is she awake yet?”

“No. I’m still waiting for her to come around so I can get a statement.”

Kala quietly entered the room. Raven’s right shoulder and chest were bandaged. An IV tube dangled from her left arm. Kala saw that her eyes were still closed as she went over to the side of the bed.

In the reflection in the mirror by the sink, Kala watched the deputy trail her inside, stopping about ten feet behind her. She maneuvered her body so she was between Raven and the deputy.

“Raven…?” she whispered.

Kala took her friend’s hand, gently squeezing it. “Raven, can you hear me? Ash is hiding the girls. The cops don’t know about ‘em.”

There was no response.

“Raven?”

Very slowly, Raven’s eyes came open halfway… and to Kala’s surprise, subtly winked at her.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Kala asked, “How’re you feeling?”

“Like shit.”

The deputy, able to hear some conversation, took a step towards them. Kala barely glanced over at him with her peripheral vision. She felt Raven squeezing her hand, bringing her attention back.

Raven asked in a questioning tone, “What did those robbers want at the motel? I don’t remember nothing.” Raven squeezed her hand hard, staring intensely at her as she whispered fiercely, “Nothing!”

Kala stared back, giving a nearly imperceptible nod of understanding.

*****

Monday, late morning. Kala and Raven walked slowly toward the motel room. Raven was returning after spending two days in the hospital recovering from surgery. Her only visitor had been Kala, because they didn’t want anyone finding out about the girls.

As the door opened and Raven walked inside, Bonnie leaped to her feet, running over and throwing herself into the woman’s arms.

“Hey, careful now,” Raven said with a smile. “I’m still kind of weak.”

Bonnie buried her face in Raven’s chest. “It seems like I haven’t seen you in forever!”

“I missed you too.”

Kala walked over to Ash, “Thanks for watching the girls.”

“No problem.”

“So what’re you going to do now that Jadis is dead? Without her, the Burning Angels are pretty much no more.”

Ash shrugged, “Go back to San Antonio, I guess.”

Raven walked over to a duffle bag and unzipped it. “Thanks for everything, Ash. Here, take some of the loot. Part of it’s yours anyway, and after all you’ve done, you deserve it.”

Ash took out two handfuls of bills. “You’re gonna need most of it taking care of these kids. But if you’re ever in San Anton’, look me up. G’bye, girls.”

“Bye,” Bonnie and Jennie waved.

Ash left the room, leaving them alone.

“Well, checkout’s in less than an hour,” Kala said, “and we need to decide what we’re gonna do.”

Raven sat down on the bed, pulled out her phone, and began looking at Google Maps. Kala came over and sat beside her. “Let’s go back to Austin.”

“There’s a couple of problems with that,” Raven answered. “Whoever’s watching for us in Austin might not know that Jadis is dead, and so it could be dangerous to go back. Also, the police there will be looking for the girls.”

“Well, where else can we go?”

“Hey, there’s the tree!”

Raven and Kala looked at Jennie, who had crawled up on the bed beside Kala and was looking at the map.

“Huh?” Raven queried.

“What tree?” Kala asked.

“There,” Jennie pointed to a name on the map. “That’s where Grandma lives.”

Raven and Kala looked at where she was pointing. Walnut Grove. “Your grandma lives there?”

“Yeah. We could live with her. She’s really nice.”

“I think your grandma will want to know what you and Bonnie are doing with us.”

“She won’t care. She never liked my dad and told us that if me and mom could ever get away from him, we should live with her.”

“She didn’t like your dad?”

“No. She’s my mom’s mom and was always telling Mom to leave him. After my dad moved us to Texas, I didn’t see her anymore.”

“Do you know her address?”

“Um, no… but I remember how to get there.”

“What do you think?” Kala asked Raven.

“I’m wondering what Grandma’s gonna say when you pull up on a motorcycle with her granddaughter and ask if we can stay with her.”

“I just know she’ll love y’all,” Jennie assured them.

“Well, it’s a better possibility than Austin, so I say we go,” Kala announced to the others.

Raven stood up. “I guess we’ll see what happens.”

Continue on to Chapter 12

By Purple Les

Me and Mary stopped holding hands when we reached the bottom of the stairs and went to sit together in the easy chair.

There was that funny feeling I had in my tummy as we waited for the Trans to come pick up their ten and five year old daughters, Mary and Lucy.

Meanwhile, Mary took every chance to get me alone and kiss me.

“We’re just going in the kitchen for some water, Mom,” we’d say, and then kiss once we were out of Mom’s sight. We had been friends since first grade. How was I to know that for all the years I would think of kissing her, she had thought the same, but we never tried anything till New Year’s Eve last night?

Now it looked like all Mary wanted to do was make up for lost time. I did too. Last night and this morning with her sister weren’t going to be enough for us. It was fun and felt so great. Since her parents would be here any moment, there wasn’t much choice for us. Being a kid can suck. No freedom to just stay together when you want to. Okay so we’re kids, but we have feelings too you know.

We heard the car pull into the driveway. Mrs. Tran was at the door, and Mr. Tran right behind her with a big bag of food.

“What’s all this?”

“We had to get the restaurant going, Carol, so we made some food for you and Katy. Make sure everything work okay, you know.” said Mr. Tran.

“Me and Katy?! There’s enough for an army here. Won’t you come in for awhile, help us eat some of this?”

“Oh, I wish we could but we can’t leave the restaurant long, just the cook and waiter there now.” said Mr. Tran handing Mom the food and going back to the car.

Mom brought the food in while Mary and Lucy got their coats and boots on. We did a reverse of when they got here, and I handed stuff to my Mom, who handed it to Mrs. Tran, who gave it to Mr. Tran.

“Mrs. Tran, can Mary stay again tonight? Please?”

“Yeah, Mom! Can I please?” added Mary, both of us using our best begging faces.

Mrs. Tran winked at my Mom then looked at me and Mary.

“No, I don’t think so. You both look like you were up all night. Let’s give poor Carol a break. She’s not young like me. She need her rest.”

Mom laughed, “I don’t mind really. If Mary wants to stay she can.”

“Thanks, Carol, but I think she better come home and take a nap. Take a nap with her sister, keep Lucy out of trouble. Besides, we may be busy today, so I might need her help later.”

Mary looked like I felt — sad.

So I said, “I could come home with you and help Mary in the restaurant!”

Mrs. Tran just looked at me and laughed. “Oh thank you, Katy, but you look like you going to fall asleep in the doorway there.”

Mr. and Mrs. Tran thanked my mom again, and Mom thanked them again for the food, and then after my best friend and her little sister hugged Mom goodbye, they got Mary and Lucy in the car. We all yelled Happy New Year to each other, and then they were gone.

Me and Mom were still pretty full from breakfast, but the food smelled so good we had some. Well, to be honest we had a lot. But there was still a ton left over.

After we cleaned up the kitchen, we vegged out for awhile in the living room. Mom wanted to wash my hair, so I knelt on the step stool with my head over the kitchen sink. Mom got my hair all wet with the faucet and then shampooed my hair, rinsed it, and washed it again. I loved the way she would rub my scalp; it felt good.

After she rinsed it out again, she had me straighten up and wrapped a towel around my head. She patted my butt and told me to get down off the stool.

“Keep the towel on while I clean up in here. Then I’ll dry and brush your hair out.”

I went to sit in the back room, a small room at the back of the house where we keep the computer and the sewing machine and stuff.

I was just looking out the back window at the snow and the blue sky. Then a snowy owl landed. They are beautiful, all white and the only owls I think that hunt during the day.

“Mom, Mom, Mom! Come quick! Hurry!”

You know when I yell like that I could be bleeding to death or something, and Mom just ignores me. So I yelled out, “Mom! There’s a snowy owl out back!” Now that brought her running, but if I had said, ‘I’m dying, Mom!’ she probably would have taken a nap before she came to me.

She came and put her hands on my shoulders. “Where, Katy?!” I pointed to where she could see it, and she was all excited like me.

“Keep an eye on her! I have to get my camera!”

We are used to seeing animals like deer, rabbits, squirrels, hawks, skunks, raccoons, opossums, ravens, woodchucks, eagles, and once in great while a porcupine in the back yard. One time Mom even chased a black bear out of the yard banging a pot and pan together. This was the first snowy owl we ever saw in the yard though.

Mom was back with her digital camera. The owl had stayed where she was, and Mom got a bunch of pictures of it. Then Mom sat in the big rocking chair we have back there, and I sat on her lap. We were just watching the owl and the sky. It felt so nice to have Mom with her arms around me and her chin resting on my shoulder, her face against mine.

After a long while the owl left.

“Where do you think she came from, Mom?”

“I guess from way up north. She came to say ‘hi’ to us I guess.”

Then Mom took the towel off my head and dried my hair and brushed it out.

The sky got dark and it started to snow hard sideways. Aunt Billie would always say ‘the weather changes here faster than you can drop your drawers’ and then she’d laugh. Now when I thought of that I sort of pictured Aunt Billie pulling her panties down in front of Mom.

We went in to the living room and sat on the couch.

“Mom, can you put my hair in a French braid, please?”

“Sure, just let me brush it some more to get it dried out better.”

“I think I’m a werewolf, Mom.”

She didn’t say anything, just kept brushing my hair.

“Wanna know why, Mom?”

“No, not really, honey.”

“Okay, I’ll tell you anyway. Remember how Mrs. Schmidt’s terrier got bit by something in the woods, and then a week later it nipped me? Well, I think he’d been bit by a werewolf and then passed it to me.”

Mom stopped brushing my hair and started to braid my hair. She just went, “Uh-huh.”

“Remember last winter when those dog tracks came right up to the back door and stopped, and there was blood? That had to be me coming home from a kill.”

“Katy, that was Mr. Keller’s dog. He’d tangled with something and went through our yard.”

“Then how come a few times I’ve woken up in the morning and my pajamas are off? That’s because I changed in to a wolf during the night.”

“That’s because you roll around in bed so much in your sleep,” she said as she finished my braid. “There. Go look at your braid in the mirror.”

I went into the bathroom and looked at my hair and came and sat back on the couch.

“I don’t like it, Mom. Can you take it out, please?”

“Sure, turn your back to me.”

“Gee, Mom, it was funny seeing Lucy get ready for bed right out here, huh?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean Mary getting her little sister naked like that in front of us.”

“Hmm, well I guess maybe they are used to that or something. Mary didn’t seem shy about being nude in front of us, either.”

Mom had my braid undone and was brushing my hair out again.

“Um, Mom? Uh, if you ever wanted to go around naked — um — it’s alright. I wouldn’t say anything.”

“Uh, okay…? Thanks…?” Then she stopped and I could tell she was thinking about something she wanted to say. “Katy? You don’t have to tell me, but you know how you said you and Mary had never done anything sexual. Did that change last night?”

I wanted to tell her everything about last night and about this morning, but all that came out was, “Um, yeah well , uh, we sort of… um, yeah it changed last night.” I put my hands over my face and started to laugh like an idiot. “Mom we had sex and made love, and it is like the very best thing ever! Ever! I think I want to marry her.”

Mom kissed the back of my head and asked if I was hungry. I wasn’t. I asked if we could watch a movie instead. She said sure, and I picked out this one I’d been dying to see with all these monsters together in it.

Mom put on the Christmas lights and the manger lights and put the hall light on. She covered me with a quilt when she got back to the couch. After she sat down, I put my head on her lap and she started the movie.

It was Sinbad and the Eye of the Tiger. I was so excited! I’d seen a preview of it and it looked great. Then the beginning started. Then all of a sudden it was quiet. The TV was off, and the kitchen light was on. I was alone on the couch. I could hear Mom talking on the phone. Dang! I’d fallen asleep as soon as the movie started. I listened to see who Mom was talking to.

“… I know just what you mean, Grace.”

Oh, she was talking to Mrs. Tran.

“… your daughters are beautiful…. no not at the same time, but I did see both of them, yes. Yes, I’m glad Lucy liked her feel goods. I loved giving them to her. Yes,  Katy told me she and Mary did something too, but I didn’t get any details. No… you either? Oh? What did Lucy tell you? Breakfast? They what?…”

I heard Mom laughing, but more like a laugh when Aunt Billie tells Mom a dirty joke and Mom doesn’t get it at first and then gets it and then has a kind of dirty laugh when she thinks about it some more.

“Oh my god, Grace, you’re getting me all hot now! Yes, Lucy is so cute, and she… well you taught her well, Grace…. Oh, she tells you what she does with Mary?… No, I never did with Katy, either…. Well at least you get to see Mary in the shower with you and hear about what they do from Lucy…. I agree, Grace. In this crazy world, might as well enjoy all the beauty and pleasure you can get. Like you said, it’s not hurting anyone…. Your girls said that about me?… That’s so sweet, and so dirty. I love it…. Aw, thanks. That’s so nice of you to say. But I have to tell you, I just love that tight little bod of yours. Those perky little breasts with the big hard nipples. I love your face and your smile. Your eyes are amazing. Love your big muff over that beautiful pussy of yours, too. And don’t get me started on your sweet ass.”

Then Mom was just listening and making little noises, and saying ‘oh yeah I like that’ off and on, then more noises.

“I got to tell you, doing that with Lucy, and then seeing Mary nude, I am over-primed…. Oh jeez, Grace, we have to stop right now…. You know damn well why…. UH, yeah, nice, thanks. Okay, talk soon — and get together soon, I hope…. Yeah, you too…. Okay, Happy New Year!… No, no, thank you…. Okay, goodnight.”

As soon as Mom hung up the phone it rang again. She picked it up on the first ring.

“Happy New Year!” she said instead of ‘hello.’ “Oh hi, Billie. I guess you aren’t coming over tonight…. Yeah, it’s snowing like crazy here too. I just talked to Grace Tran, and they had hardly anyone at the restaurant.”

Great, I thought to myself. Mary could have been snowed in here with me instead of home. Stupid grownups.

“She’s out like a light on the couch. Well, I think she and her friend may have worn each other out last night…. Yep, that’s just what I mean…. No, I didn’t see anything…. Yes, Grace’s daughters are so beautiful, and I got a very good look at all their beauty if you know what I mean…. Yes, both of them…. No, not at the same time, sadly. One of them talking to me nude, and the other naked in my room with me. Would you like to hear more?… About what they look like, without any clothes on. Why yes, I’d love to tell you every single detail.

“Let me tell you about Lucy, though,” she continued. “She stayed in my room, and well, you better get ready for this.” Mom was quiet a minute, and then I heard her say, “I’m in the kitchen…. Um yeah, I have my pants open some.” She laughed a little then said, “Anyway, Lucy said she needed her feel goods for bedtime. I was like, what on earth?… Ha! That’s exactly right…. Yes, both of us were nude…. Huh? Oh, she’s five and so cute…. Well, I said, ‘what do I do?’ and she said we had to be naked, and then to put my mouth on her pooc….”

The furnace kicked on in the basement and I couldn’t hear what Mom was saying. I could hear her talking but couldn’t make out the words, but it sure sounded like what I’d thought. Mom licked Lucy’s pussy.

The furnace went off after a few minutes.

“…yes she gave me a feel good too. Reminded me of Penny at that age, so innocent but she sure knew what to do. Let me continue this from my room….” Mom laughed, then said, “Yeah, that would be hot to be caught like that.” More laughter. “Hold on while I change phones.”

I heard Mom go to her room and the bedroom light came on. I heard her come back to the kitchen and say.” Yeah, just a sec, Billie.” I heard her hang up the kitchen phone. She came in the living room, and I pretended to be asleep. She kissed my head and whispered, “I love you, angel.”

Then I heard her in her bedroom. I heard her say, “Now where were we, you naughty little girl…” and then her bedroom door closed.

I thought about picking up the extension and listening in, but I was lazy and comfy on the couch and still sleepy. I know you may already think I am a creepy kid for listening in like I did from the couch, but it’s the only way kids can ever find out what’s really going on.

Every once in awhile I could hear Mom go ‘uh’ or ‘mhhh’ through her door but that was about it. I just lay there. I was looking at the Christmas lights and thinking about the last few days.

First, after all the times I wished it would happen, I’d finally had sex with my teenage cousin Sammie. It was a million times better than I’d ever imagined it.

Then I saw Sammie and Mom having sex. That was a little weird at first to me, but the more I thought about it now, the hotter it became to me.

Then last night and having sex with Mary. That was like a bazillion times better than I’d every imagined it. Then there was the naughty stuff I’d done this morning with Mary and her sister Lucy.

I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. Now Mom was in her room talking to Aunt Billie on the phone and they were talking about girl sex. I bet they were both masturbating. I know they were talking about sex with Lucy, and I guess talking about me and Mary too.

Then I was thinking about what I’d overheard my Mom say on the phone to Mary’s Mom. I reckoned that maybe my Mom and Mary’s Mom had talked about sex and stuff. Maybe they’d even fooled around for all I knew. It sure sounded like they had at least seen each other naked. I tried to think when and how it could have happened.

Maybe when me and Mary were at school. Maybe Mrs. Tran came over here with Lucy and then they were all naked maybe. Mom worked all day though. But Mom was off every other Wednesday. Maybe Mrs. Tran just told Mom about how she would get naked with Mary and Lucy and lick Lucy’s pussy. I wondered a lot about it but couldn’t know for sure what was going on.

I guessed that maybe Mrs. Tran had sex with Lucy, but for some reason not with Mary. I thought about the things that happened in the stories in Juicy Secrets. I thought about the things the two grownup women I e-mailed with said about sex with girls. How one of them did sex stuff with her three daughters.

While I was thinking about all that, I heard myself start to wheeze a little. That’s how my asthma would start, sometimes it would go away real fast by itself. Other times I had to use my inhaler. I started to cough so I reached for my inhaler. I always keep it in my pocket, but I couldn’t find it and started to cough harder. I hardly ever need my inhaler, but I always have it in case. I almost never have a bad attack, but all of sudden I was having a real bad one, I couldn’t breathe and was coughing something awful.

Mom opened her bedroom door. “Katy?!” Mom saw me, “I have to go Billie, it’s Katy, call you back later.”

Mom came over in her robe. She started checking my pockets for my inhaler, “Katy where’s your inhaler?”

I managed to get out that it may be on my bed headboard. Mom ran upstairs. I could hear her swearing up in my room. Then she came running back down with it.

“Okay, stay calm honey, here breathe out,” Mom said as she shook the inhaler and took the cap off the mouthpiece. Then she held it to my mouth and said,”Now breathe in.” and she shot a blast of the inhaler in my mouth. “Now again.” This time I could do it myself.

I started to get my breathe back some.

“Let’s wait a few minutes now, angel.”

We did, I was still having trouble breathing, but I wasn’t coughing anymore. Mom had me use the inhaler a couple more times. Finally I was alright again, but I was still breathing kind of hard.

Mom was holding me, kissing my head. She said, “Are you going to be okay, sweetie? I could take you to the hospital.” I could see by the way she was looking at me that she would take me to the ER even though it was a ninety-minute drive in good weather. With the storm it would be really hard to get there. Except I knew Mom would get us there if we really needed to go.

I hugged Mom tight as I could. “I love you so much!” I was scared I might cry.

She looked at me kind of surprised. “Uh, I love you too. But how do you feel? Please don’t start crying, you’ll make it worse. ”

“I’ll be okay.”

Mom looked kind of worried.

“Honest, Mom. I’m okay now.”

We just sat there on the couch for awhile. Mom said she had to call Aunt Billie back. I could hear her on the phone, but they didn’t talk really. Mom just told her I’d had an asthma attack and was alright now. I heard Mom laugh and say, ”Yeah, Billie, you’re funny. Katy interrupt-us, good one. Yeah okay, Billie, see you tomorrow, love you too.” And Mom hung up.

Mom came back to the couch and put her arm around me. I was breathing a little better now. She kissed my head again. It felt like it must be three in the morning.

“What time is it, Mom?”

“A little after eight o’clock.”

“Oh, it seemed later.” I was wide awake now.

“You want to try and watch your movie again?”

Well that was a great idea, so we watched it. I was awake through the whole movie this time, and Mom seemed to like it too. There are lots of great monsters in it. The part I loved the most, though, is when the two women in it were skinny dipping and a monster came and they had to run away from the monster bare naked.

We had a snack with some of the Chinese food and watched TV on the couch while we ate.

We just watched TV for awhile, and then I had to get ready for bed. I went to the bathroom and peed and washed and brushed my teeth, then went up to put my pajamas on. Mom said she’d be up to tuck me in.

Even though it was cold up there, I stood bare naked for a little while. I couldn’t stop thinking how I’d been naked and doing sex stuff in my bedroom with my sixteen-year-old cousin Sammie, and now with Mary too.

I could see them in my mind, naked in my room. I was trying to picture them together in my room with me, all of us naked. My finger sort of just went to my slit and was going up and down real slow. Then Mom opened the stairway door, and yelled up she was coming to tuck me in. I put on my pajamas real quick and got in bed. I made it just before she got to the top of the stairs. She tucked me in and we talked a little bit. She made sure I could reach my inhaler, and she saw the Chinese puzzle box. I told her Mary left it here for me to try open. Mom said it was pretty. Then she kissed me goodnight, turned off my light, and went downstairs, leaving the night light on. I put my sock monkey, Ingrid, under the covers with me and hugged her. I think I fell asleep thinking about monsters chasing me and Mary. We were running around naked to get away from them.

The next morning was so cold, but the sun was blazing, so it seemed nicer than it was. I got up and put on my robe and slippers and made my bed, before tucking Ingrid under the covers some to keep warm. I went downstairs to the bathroom then to the kitchen.

Mom asked how I felt, (“Fine, Mom”) and how I slept, and I said like I always say, “On my side Mom,” and she gave me a light smack on my butt like she always does. I sat down and we had breakfast at the kitchen table.

Then we got dressed and put all our extra cold weather gear on and I shoveled the walk while she got the snow blower out of the garage and cleared the driveway. Then Mom went down the road a little way to clear out the driveway for Mrs. Schmidt, who’s old and alone except for her old dog.

I like seeing that fluffy snow blow all over from the snowblower into the bright blue sky and the sunlight hitting all the sparkly flakes. I bet that’s what heaven looks like. So pretty you can’t look too long or it hurts your eyes.

After that was done we just walked up and down the road a little bit. Mom was glad she was still off from work, and I was still off of school, ’cause it would be hours before our road would get plowed.

We warmed up in the kitchen and drank some hot chocolate after we left our boots and coats and stuff in the side entryway.

No one on earth makes hot chocolate like my Mom. It’s like drinking a real good candy bar.

Then she went and showered and when she was done I took a shower too.

I put on clean clothes in my bedroom. I put on my regular blue cotton panties, my warm extra heavy socks, my long sleeve tie-dye t-shirt, my a little too big for me but very warm and comfy denim bib overalls, and my big warm sweater. I took my sock monkey, Ingrid, and my comic book and went downstairs to the couch and read.

I read the whole comic book. Then the sun was moving down. The sky was a bunch of blue colors, from real light to real dark blue. In the dark blue part I could see a couple of stars. The sun looked small with a little bit of orange in the light blue part of the sky. I felt sort of nice. I don’t know how to describe it. I felt peaceful inside. And then after a little while, I felt horny too.

I thought of Sammie and Penny and Aunt Sue. I bet they were all bare naked right this moment having sex. I bet Mary and her little sister Lucy were bare naked and fooling around. Everyone had someone for sex all the time but me. Mrs. Tran had Mr. Tran and her daughters, or Lucy at least, that I could figure for sure. Aunt Billie had all her girlfriends and my Mom. I looked out the front window for awhile.

“Mom? What are you doing?” I yelled out.

“I’m looking at pictures on face book of Aunt Sue’s New Year’s celebration. You want to see them?” she yelled back.

I yelled back I’d be right there, and Mom yelled for me to close the drapes and put a light on.

I did. I started to walk slowly to the back room. I knew I was going to put the moves on Mom. I didn’t know how I would ever do it. But I knew I would for sure try.

I stood in the doorway for a moment. Mom looked good. She had on her heavy black sweater that really showed off her boobs. She had on her old worn blue jeans that she liked to wear to relax in. Her dark hair was pulled to one side. She looked at me with her big brown eyes, and the beautiful smile she has, the smile I never see a lot of anymore. Her smile reminded me of the snow flying in the air before. So bright and beautiful it could blind you.

I stood at her side and she put her arm around my waist, and I put my arm around her shoulders.

There were a ton of pictures. The ones I liked best were of Sammie and Penny. They looked like movie stars for New Year’s Eve. Everyone in the pictures had on gowns. Okay not the men, but all the women and girls. Uncle Peter was out of town. He spent New Year’s in France. Mom always says we’ll go there someday, just me and her. Aunt Sue is a very good hostess it looks like.

There were some other ones from the day after. Just pictures of Penny, Sammie, and Aunt Sue in their robes and stuff. One was a selfie of Aunt Sue and Sammie. I kept looking at it ’cause I couldn’t be sure, but I thought I saw some of Penny way in the background. I knew it was Penny but I wasn’t sure if she had any clothes on. I could see enough that I could tell for sure she didn’t have her robe on. I couldn’t see enough to be sure she didn’t maybe have panties on or something, but I could sure see a lot of skin. Then I had to wonder if Sammie and Aunt Sue were naked under their robes.

“Are there any more pictures, Mom?” I was hoping maybe they had a bunch of naked ones.

“That’s all. I’m just going to look at some of my other contacts and catch up some.”

“Okay.”

I started to rub Mom’s shoulders for her, like I do sometimes after she gets home from work.

“Oh that feels so good, Katy. You have magic fingers. You could earn a living doing that.”

I could see that Mom had another window open, but she had it small so I wouldn’t see it.

I let up on her shoulders and moved my hands down her arms. I put my hands on top of hers.

I moved my right hand so the mouse pointed at the reduced window on the screen of the computer.

I clicked the mouse. Up came the Juicy Secrets web site with a story right in the middle.

Mom had her finger in her mouth, biting the knuckle.

“Go ahead and finish your story, Mom. I’ve read that one. It’s really hot.”

I started to rub Mom’s shoulders again. She was sort of shaking a little.

I started to read to myself over her shoulder. Then my hands slowly crept down her chest till I had my hands on her boobs. I could feel her nipples were hard. Even through her sweater and bra I could feel them.

“I’ve finished this one, Katy.” Her voice sounded funny.

I took the mouse and brought up a story I love.

“Read this part out loud to me, Mom.” It was about a mom saying to her daughter how much she wanted to make love to her. Mom read it aloud and her voice got real shaky, so she had to stop and start.

Then she took the mouse from me and brought up another story and brought it to a certain part and asked me to read it to her.

I’d never seen this one before, I started to read it out loud, and my voice sounded funny to me. It was a little girl telling her big sister that she wanted to learn how to masturbate. Mom didn’t let me finish the paragraph.

“I think we better stop here, Katy.”

“What for Mom? We could keep reading and masturbate while we read.” I hadn’t planned on saying that, but now that I had it seemed like a good idea.

“Uh, well, Aunt Billie is coming later. She’ll most likely stay over, uh, and uh….”

I moved my hands off Mom’s boobs and put my hands under her sweater and t-shirt. I had my hands under her shirts now but still over her bra. Her tits must be huge. They felt so big and hard. I kissed her ear, then I kissed down her neck. I moved her hair over and kissed up the other side of her neck.

I was rubbing her tits with my fingers over her bra still.

I put my lips by her ear and kissed it and nibbled it a little bit real light. Then I whispered as soft as I could.

“I’m putting the moves on you, Mom.”

She did the coolest thing I ever saw. She put her hands up the back of her sweater and shirt, then she moved her hands around in the front. Then she reached up her one sleeve and pulled her black bra out. Like a magic trick.

“Whoa, how did you do that!”

“Maybe when you start to wear a bra I’ll show you.” Then she looked a little sad for a moment before she said, “Now where were we, Katy?”

I put my hands back under her shirt and sweater, and now I was feeling her bare tits. I kept kissing her neck and ears too. Her boobs were so soft and her nipples so hard.

“Um, Mom, I want to take you to your bedroom. Okay?”

“I’m scared, Katy. I’m scared I might hurt you, or do something you don’t want me to do. So if that happens, if there’s anything you aren’t sure about, if there’s something I do that scares you or hurts you, we’ll have a secret word either one of us can use and we’ll stop. Okay?”

“Okay. What’s the secret word?”

“You think of one. Something we wouldn’t normally use.”

I thought hard then I said, “Rumpelstiltskin.” Mom laughed and said it was perfect. I asked Mom to stand up. I took her hand and started to lead her to her bedroom.

Continue on to Chapter 8

By Amanda Lynn

Lisa didn’t bother to get dressed again after she had taken off her soaked panties when they got home. After a quick wash, she slipped on a pair of boxers and her robe and then started supper. Charlie followed her lead and put on the new robe she had picked out that morning, choosing to remain naked underneath.

As Lisa was working in the kitchen, Charlie came in and sat on a stool at the breakfast nook. She watched Lisa chopping up a green pepper at the kitchen island. Charlie was content. Being with Lisa, she felt safe and wanted. Charlie knew she would probably have to leave and go live with her aunt pretty soon, but she didn’t want to. She wanted to stay with Lisa. She loved her.

“Lisa?”

“Yes, sweetie?” said Lisa, glancing over. She could tell by the expression she saw on her face that the young girl was wrestling with her conscience over some dilemma.

“Is Sheryl your girlfriend?” Charlie asked, not really sure if she wanted to hear the answer.

Lisa studied the child’s face. “Depends on what you mean by girlfriend, I guess,” she replied, waiting to see Charlie’s reaction.

Charlie just grunted. Then she said, “I mean, well, when you kissed her in the restaurant… friends don’t usually kiss like that.”

Lisa smiled. Was Charlie jealous of Sheryl? she thought to herself. Her heart swelled.

“Well, we are more than just friends, Charlie. But we’re not girlfriends, not in the romantic sense. Do you understand what I mean?”

Charlie pondered this for a few moments. Then, looking Lisa in the eyes, she offered her opinion. “So you’re fuck buddies,” she said, more as a statement than a question.

Lisa was taken aback by the girl’s choice of words. “Charlie!” she said in a shocked voice, slightly louder than she’d intended.

“I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad.”

“I’m not mad, honey. You just surprised me is all. I’m sorry for raising my voice at you.”

“That’s okay.”

“But you are correct,” Lisa continued, as she came over and sat by Charlie. “Though I wouldn’t have used that term, Sheryl and I do have sex once in a while. Does that bother you?”

Charlie stared at a spot on the floor. “Maybe a little, I guess. I liked it when I thought it was just you and me.” She looked up at Lisa with tear-filled eyes.

Lisa’s heart was melting again.

“Oh, sweetie,” she said, drawing the girl in for a hug. “I’m sorry if I made you feel bad. But don’t you worry, there is more than enough room in my heart for you. Okay?” She could feel Charlie nodding as she kissed the top of her head.

After a few minutes, Lisa got up to check on the food. Charlie appeared to be content with the reassurances she’d been given. Lisa made a mental note to herself to try and remember not to be overly affectionate towards Sheryl in front of Charlie.

She finished preparing the meal, then the two sat and talked about the day’s events as they ate. After supper, they cuddled on the sofa and watched some TV.

Out of the blue, Charlie asked, “So, do you hope that Sheryl doesn’t find my aunt?”

Lisa didn’t answer right away. Slowly she picked up the remote, turned off the TV, and placed the remote back on the table. Taking Charlie into her arms, she held her tight, kissing her gently on the head. Lisa was trying to buy herself some time to formulate a response.

“I would be lying if I said no,” she began, taking a deep breath before continuing. “It’s selfish of me, I realize that. I have known you for only two days, yet you’ve come to mean a great deal to me. I don’t want to lose you, but you do need to be with your family.” Lisa choked out her reply, tears streaming down her cheeks. In her arms, she could feel Charlie softly crying into her chest.

“I love you, Lisa. I don’t want to go away.” Charlie’s reply was muffled, but Lisa understood it.

The two simply sat there in the warm embrace of each other’s arms for the longest time. Lisa was beginning to think that Charlie might have cried herself to sleep when she felt her stir. The child looked up at Lisa with red eyes and tear-stained cheeks.

“Will you come visit me sometimes?” she asked, a quiver in her voice.

Lisa smiled and gave her a kiss. “I will. As often as you want me to.”

Charlie started to get up then, only to find her leg was completely numb. She fell backward onto the sofa and stretched out her legs, wincing as she wiggled the toes. “Ow! Ow! Ow!” she yelled. “They’re asleep!”

Her robe had come open as she flopped back, and Lisa could see that her young lover was nude. “Why, Charlie!” she playfully exclaimed. “You seem to have lost your clothes!”

Charlie tried to cover up, but it was too late. Lisa planted her lips directly on the girl’s bellybutton and blew. The room was filled with the sound of a very wet raspberry. Charlie shrieked, and then broke into a fit of laughter. She tried her hardest to push Lisa’s head away but was rewarded with more raspberries instead.

“Noooo!” she cried out, thrashing and kicking from the tickling.

After a several more minutes of torture, Lisa moved up so her face was above Charlie’s. They held each other’s gaze for a long time before Lisa spoke.

“I love you, Charlie.”

There, she had said it. It was done, and she couldn’t unsay it now. She had committed herself to this little girl. That was crazy. You don’t fall in love over the course of just 48 hours, and you don’t fall in love with a child a third your age. But she had, as fucked-up as that seemed, and she didn’t care. Lisa loved Charlie and that’s all there was to it.

Lisa could hear that little voice inside her. It didn’t speak, though. It sighed, closed its suitcase, and left the building.

“Earth to Lisa,” said Charlie. “Are you there?”

“Yes sweetie, I’m here, and I always will be.” She brought her lips to Charlie’s.

They kissed. Soft little kisses on the cheeks and neck. Quick pecks on the nose and eyelids. Gentle nibbles on the earlobes and lips. But best of all were the long, wet, passionate kisses on the mouth where tongues could dance and play.

Lisa finally pulled away, under great protest from Charlie.

“If I’m not mistaken,” the woman said with a saucy wink, “I believe I owe you an orgasm.”

Charlie giggled and smiled.

Lisa kissed Charlie’s lips again before kissing her way down to her chest. She took her time kissing each nipple and flicking it with her tongue. Taking one small mound into her mouth, she gently sucked on it while she pinched and pulled at the other nipple. Charlie was softly whimpering in response, and Lisa could feel her hips moving under her.

Sliding down to her abdomen, kissing all the way, she stopped to play with Charlie’s bellybutton, circling it with her tongue and exploring it shallows. Charlie’s belly twitched as she giggled and moaned at the same time.

Lisa moved to a hip bone and kissed it, then kissed her way across to the other, stopping only for a moment to kiss the sparse patch of hair between the girl’s legs. Lisa looked back over the landscape she had just covered. Charlie’s skin was glistening with perspiration, her chest rising and falling with each rapid breath she took, her head tilted back slightly as she moaned.

“What do you want me to do, Charlie?” Lisa asked in a husky voice.

“Lick me.”

“Lick what?” Lisa teased.

“Lick my pussy — please!!”

Lisa did as she was asked. She dipped her tongue deep into Charlie’s core, then slowly brought it up through her fleshy pink folds and across her clit.

“Yes!” Charlie yelled. “More! Don’t stop!”

“Do you want me to eat your pussy, Charlie?”

“Yes!”

“Tell me.”

“Eat me, Lisa! Eat my pussy!” Charlie begged, almost screaming.

Again Lisa obeyed. She took the young girl’s clit into her mouth and sucked on it. Her tongue danced on it. Her teeth nipped at it. Lisa slid two fingers into Charlie and curved them slightly upward. Charlie’s hips began to rock and push against Lisa’s mouth. Her throbbing young clit was swollen, and Lisa continued to torment it with her tongue.

Lisa’s fingers pushed against Charlie’s g-spot, sending her into oblivion. Charlie’s body shook, and her breath caught. Lisa could feel the tremors coursing through her young body as her muscles clamped down on Lisa’s fingers. Charlie’s juices flowed like a river whose dam had just burst.

At last, Charlie went limp and she began to breath again. She was covered in sweat. Then she started to softly weep.

Lisa pulled herself up along Charlie’s still form. “Why the tears?” she asked, kissing them away.

Charlie wrapped her arms around Lisa and squeezed. “That was so intense. I thought I was gonna die.”

“So, happy tears then?”

“Very happy tears,” Charlie giggled.

They held each other for a while longer, and then headed off to bed. Sleep didn’t come right away, though. The two cuddled and chatted and made love one more time before finally drifting off to sleep well after midnight.

*****

Sunday morning found the two lovers sleeping peacefully in each other’s arms. Charlie was on her side with Lisa spooning her. As light from the morning sun spilled through the curtains, Charlie stirred. She stretched and yawned.

“Morning, sweetheart,” Lisa said after being woken by the girl’s movements.

Charlie rolled over to face Lisa. “G’morning,” she said kissing Lisa’s nose. “I love you.”

Lisa smiled as she brushed the strands of hair from Charlie’s face. “I love you too, baby.” Charlie’s eyes seemed to sparkle, Lisa thought, even first thing in the morning, and her smile could melt the coldest of hearts.

“What’re we gonna do today?” Charlie asked.

“I don’t have anything planned. We could just be lazy, and lounge around the house. I could make pancakes for breakfast.”

“Mmm, pancakes!” Charlie said excitedly, her eyes going wide.

“Then it’s settled. A lazy day and some pancakes,” Lisa chuckled, as she gave Charlie a long sloppy kiss.

That’s how the day went. Neither Lisa nor Charlie ever got dressed. They had a big stack of pancakes with butter and maple syrup. They relaxed and read the Sunday paper. Talked and played card games. Watched TV and talked some more. Then, long after the sun had set, they made love in Lisa’s bed and fell asleep spooning in the moonlight.

The next three days were a little more adventurous. Lisa called Marcy on Monday morning and told her she was going to be taking a few days off. Lisa and Charlie then hit the town. There was shopping, movies, and restaurants. If you were to ask them what movies they saw, they probably wouldn’t remember. But they could tell you about a lot of naughty things that happened in the back row.

On Wednesday evening, as they were cleaning up the dinner dishes, there came a knock at the door. Charlie rushed to answer it. She found Sheryl was standing on the porch as she opened the door.

“Hi, Charlie.”

“Hi, Sheryl. Come in. Lisa’s in the kitchen,” Charlie replied. Then she turned and dashed back in, shouting, “Lisa! Sheryl is here!”

Sheryl stepped inside and closed the door as Lisa came around the corner drying her hands on a dish towel.

“No kissing,” Lisa whispered into her friend’s ear as they hugged. “Charlie’s jealous of you.”

“Oh, I see. All business then, I guess,” Sheryl replied with a wink.

Today Sheryl looked like a lawyer. She wore a sharp beige pantsuit, white blouse, and a pair of heels. After taking off her jacket and hanging it in the closet, she made her way into the living room and sat down.

“Well, guys, I completed my investigation. I’m afraid it isn’t very good news.”

Lisa was a bundle of nerves. She was starting to feel nauseous.

Sheryl looked at Charlie. “I’m sorry to have to tell you this, Charlie. But your aunt passed away at almost the same time your mother did. There are no other living relatives.”

Charlie’s eyes welled up. She ran over to Lisa and sat on her lap.

“Does that mean I have to go to a foster home again?” the girl asked, the tears streaming down her face.

Both Sheryl and Lisa were having a hard time holding back their own tears. But Sheryl shook her head as she pulled a legal document out of her portfolio. After clearing her throat, she said, “I saw how much you cared about her, Lisa. And after the story you told me, I knew a foster family wasn’t a good option for Charlie.”

Charlie and Lisa looked at the lawyer, not knowing what to expect.

“I was able to pull a few strings,” Sheryl explained, setting the document on the coffee table and pushing it toward Lisa. “And I got Judge Parker to sign off on this.”

Lisa blinked. “What is it?”

“This gives you temporary guardianship of Charlie.”

“So, no foster home then?” asked Lisa.

“No foster home,” Sheryl confirmed.

“No foster home?” Charlie asked, sniffing and wiping away her tears.

“No foster home,” Lisa and Sheryl said to her in unison.

Charlie gave Lisa a huge hug and kiss, then hopped off her lap and ran to Sheryl, pausing just in front of her, not quite sure what to do. Sheryl smiled at the girl and stretched out her arms. Charlie leaped into her embrace and squeezed her tight, then kissed her square on the lips before jumping down again.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Charlie exclaimed, clasping her hands together in front of her chest, a giant grin on her face.

She began jumping around the living room, squealing with joy. Charlie felt like it was Christmas morning, only way better. No more foster homes, and now she wouldn’t have to leave Lisa!

While Charlie was still bouncing off the walls, Sheryl motioned for Lisa to follow her into the kitchen where they could speak privately.

“After I left the restaurant the other day,” Sheryl began, “I was wondering why they didn’t send Charlie to her aunt’s, instead of directly into foster care. Now we know why. Still, there are a few more hoops to jump through. But I don’t think that will be much of an issue.”

“What hoops?”

“Social Services, mainly. We’ll have to prove that you can financially support the child. That part is easy since you’re loaded. Then you’ll have to get her into school, find someone to take care of her while you’re at work…. you know, typical mother-type stuff.”

“Mother-type stuff,” mused Lisa. “It sounds weird when you put it that way.”

“I would suggest you get the spare room set up to look like a little girl sleeps in there, even if she doesn’t. Oh, and hide all the sex toys before the visit.”

“What are you insinuating?” Lisa fired back, knowing her friend was just being a smart-ass as usual, as least as far as sex toys were concerned. “And what visit?”

“I’m not insinuating anything. You’re in love with her and it’s all over your face. Pun intended,” Sheryl said, with a devilish grin. “A social worker will be here in a couple of weeks to inspect the house and to interview both of you.”

“Wow, I guess I’m going to be pretty busy for the next few days.”

Sheryl nodded at Lisa, then started for the door. “Bye, Charlie,” she called out. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Bye! And thank you sooo much!” Charlie yelled as she raced up to Sheryl and gave her another big hug.

Sheryl hugged the girl back, then grabbed her portfolio and her jacket.

As she opened the front door, Lisa asked, “How did you manage all this in such a short time?”

“Oh, you know, padded a few wallets, sucked a few dicks.”

“Sheryl!” Lisa exclaimed.

“I’m kidding. Jesus. I would never pad a wallet,” the lawyer said with a wink, heading out the door.

Lisa laughed to herself as she went back into the living room and plopped down on the sofa. She picked up the document and scanned the first page as Charlie came over and snuggled up beside her.

“I’m so happy right now,” the girl purred.

“Me too, Charlie, me too…”

Lisa read some more of the guardianship agreement, then asked, “When is the last time you were in school, honey?”

“Um, not since I ran away.”

“Well, I guess we’re going to have to do something about that.”

Continue on to Chapter 7