Leaning against the counter, Deidra sipped her Coke and looked out into the living room. The party wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down. There were half-naked women laughing and dancing and making out everywhere. With a smile, Deidra thought her aunt knew how to throw a party.
As her eyes roamed over the festivities, she wondered who she should approach next. The only other guests she had met were Becky and Chelsea, and they hadn’t emerged from the room upstairs yet. Deidra doubted they would any time soon, either, which meant she was going to have to mingle. She wasn’t particularly shy, but the thought of starting a conversation from scratch with a half-naked woman she didn’t know made her hesitate. While she was getting a feel for swimming in these unfamiliar waters, she still wasn’t completely confident.
“I’ll just have to practice my pitch,” she said out loud.
It made her think of Tamara, which brought a smile to her face. She wondered where the woman had disappeared to. Deidra thought about looking for her but reminded herself that there were still a lot of keys to be earned if she wanted her clothes back. Maybe there would be a chance to spend some more time with Tamara later, but for now, she needed to pick a new woman to woo.
To woo, right, Deidra thought, shaking her head. While bullshitting Karen had bolstered her confidence some, she didn’t feel very proficient at the Pitch yet. Not that she was bad at it- she just lacked practice, was all. Taking a deep breath, she thought, I’m going to get plenty of practice this weekend.
She still hadn’t decided who to approach when someone else came into the kitchen. It was a slender, leggy blonde, as naked as the day she was born.
Deidra smiled, thinking she must not have bothered getting dressed after fooling around. She blinked as another possibility came to her as she remembered the silver key on the nightstand in her aunt’s room. The key that didn’t fit any of the locks on Deidra’s memento box but might fit one of them on this woman’s box.
Deidra blinked in surprise a second time as she realized the naked woman was a lot closer to her age than the rest of the guests. Deidra thought she could probably buy cigarettes on her own but would need a fake ID or a friend to buy her alcohol. She looked eighteen or nineteen, twenty at most.
Noticing Deidra, the woman laughed, said, “Wow, and I thought I was going to be the youngest person here.”
A little embarrassed, Deidra said, “Nope.”
“Deidra, right?” The woman asked, smiling at her, “I’m Sarah.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Sarah,” Deidra said, then cleared her throat, “um, are you… are you a First Timer?”
Her smile widening, Sarah said, “I am. I hear you crashed my initiation, though. Stole my thunder.”
Blushing, Deidra said, “It was by accident, I promise.”
“I know,” Sarah laughed. Sobering up some, she gave Deidra a weighing look, asked, “But do you want to join the Society?”
“I think so,” Deidra said, then her cheeks burned as she admitted, “I’m definitely leaning toward yes.”
“Leaning toward yes, huh?” Sarah repeated, amused.
“Yeah,” Deidra said.
Nodding her appreciation, Sarah said, “I think you should. If you haven’t run away screaming yet, I think you are in the right place… Even if you ended up here by accident.”
“I think so, too,” Deidra admitted.
“Good,” Sarah said, with a playful smile, “then I don’t mind sharing my thunder with you. I think there’s plenty to go around, anyway.”
“Yeah,” Deidra agreed, laughing.
Leaning against the counter next to Deidra, Sarah looked out at the living room and asked, “Who all have you met so far?”
“Um… Karen… the twins, Kara and Kayla… Tamara…” Deidra said, then added, “um, Becky and Chelsea… You.”
“Did you really sleep with both of the twins at the same time?” Sarah asked, meeting Deidra’s eyes. She started laughing when Deidra blushed, said, “Really?”
“It’s sort of how I ended up in the Society,” Deidra said, with a little shrug of her shoulders, “that and the ecstasy Aunt Debbie had in her peppermint tea.”
“Sounds like a pretty epic entrance to me,” Sarah said.
“Pretty epic,” Deidra agreed.
“So the twins… Have you earned any other keys?” Sarah asked.
“Um, yeah,” Deidra said, squirming.
“The old fashion way?” Sarah teased. When Deidra nodded, she asked, “How many?”
“Um,” Deidra said, then did the math, “five.”
“Five?” Sarah repeated, sounding impressed, “you’ve been busy. Who?”
“Tamara and Karen, the twins,” Deidra said, then added, “and Aunt Debbie gave me hers.”
“Did you and your aunt… you know?” Sarah asked, meeting Deidra’s eyes.
“What? No!” Deidra said, laughing.
“No shame if you did,” Sarah said, grinning at her, “your aunt is beautiful… And quite talented in bed, from what I hear.”
“She’s still my aunt!” Deidra said, making a face.
“I’m just saying don’t take it off the table,” Sarah said, shrugging.
“Right,” Deidra said, thinking it was way off the table.
Picking up on her tone, Sarah said, “Sounds like you already did, though. Why?”
“What do you mean why? Would you sleep with your aunt?” Deidra asked.
Sarah laughed, said, “None of my aunts are as hot as yours.”
Snorting, Deidra asked, “And if they were?”
“I wouldn’t be against it,” Sarah said, shrugging.
“Really?” Deidra asked.
“I’m not talking about some creepy aunt who gets handsy with her niece,” Sarah said, shrugging again, “but if we were both interested, then yeah. No harm in it if it’s two women.”
“Huh,” Deidra said, chewing on that bit of information. The thought of sleeping with a family member seemed taboo and weird to her, but she understood the last part of what Sarah said, at least. With two female relatives, there wasn’t much chance of pregnancy and potential birth defects.
Realizing Sarah had her thoughts going down weird back alleys, Deidra shook her head to clear it and changed the subject, “Anyway… How did you end up here?”
“How did I find out about the Society?” Sarah asked, then went on when Deidra nodded, “it’s kind of a long story… I took a more traditional route to get here than you, I guess.”
“No kinky aunts for you, huh?” Deidra teased.
“Unfortunately, no,” Sarah said, unable to resist the barb. She winked at Deidra.
Shaking her head and laughing, Deidra said, “Anyway…”
“Like I said, it’s a long story,” Sarah said, pushing away from the counter and going to the fridge, “maybe you can find me later if you really want to hear it. Right now, I need to get back upstairs. Just had to come up for some water.”
“Oh?” Deidra asked.
“There’s a lot of keys to earn… even more now that you are here,” Sarah said, winking at Deidra as she grabbed a couple of bottles of water from the fridge, “need to stay hydrated.”
“Right,” Deidra said, laughing.
“It was nice meeting you, Deidra,” Sarah said, smiling at her.
“You too, Sarah,” Deidra said, returning it with one of her own, “have fun.”
“You too,” Sarah said, then left the headed out of the kitchen.
As Deidra watched Sarah walk away with her bottles of water, she realized at some point this weekend, the blonde was going to come to her to find out what she needed to do to get the key Deidra had. Or maybe it would be Deidra who instigated the exchange of keys. Sarah was a lovely young woman, and Deidra was looking forward to it.
Once Sarah disappeared up the stairs, Deidra realized she was back to where she had been before Sarah entered the kitchen. The guests she had already met but hadn’t gotten keys from were otherwise engaged. She would have to introduce herself to one of them she hasn’t met yet if she wanted to make any progress toward getting her clothes back.
Her eyes once more scanning the living room, Deidra tried to find the woman she wanted to sleep with the most. Realizing what she was doing, she had to laugh. She never expected to be here, window shopping the bullshit the thirty-something women in the other room were selling. She thought that was how Tamara would describe what she was doing- window shopping some bullshit. Whatever she wanted to call it, she was checking out a bunch of women her mother’s age.
She had already wandered down this crazy road so far that if she looked over her shoulder, Deidra wasn’t sure she would be able to see the girl she had been before being dropped off here for the weekend. Since her mother left, Deidra has been high on ecstasy, slept with a pair of incestuous twins, learned the art of the pitch from a beautiful black woman, and, finally, seduced an older woman with a granddaughter her age. That was a lot of ground covered.
So much so that it didn’t feel weird checking out the other party-goers. The real problem was, Aunt Debbie didn’t have any unattractive friends. Deidra didn’t know if all the members of the Society of Lesbos were beautiful or if her aunt only invited the pretty ones to the party. All she knew is that she could play ‘eenie-meenie-miney-moe’, and no matter who she ended up on, it would be an attractive woman.
“An attractive woman,” Deidra said out loud. She had to wonder at how easy those three words rolled off her tongue. Again, she thought she had come a long ways since her mother dropped her off here. Finding another female, whether it be a girl or woman, attractive hadn’t even crossed her mind before the pool house incident with the twins. Now, she wondered how she had missed the appeal of the female form before. Their beauty seemed pretty obvious now.
I guess the twins really were right about me, Deidra thought, remembering what Karen had said about Kara and Kayla’s ability to read people, they saw this potential in me even before I did.
Deidra remembered her analogy about lesbianism being a new shoe for her, and she had to admit it was already fitting better. With a slightly embarrassed smile, she thought it would fit like a favorite pair of sneakers by the time the weekend was over, the way things were progressing.
“You seem deep thought,” someone said next to her.
Blinking in surprise, Deidra glanced to her left and saw she wasn’t alone in the kitchen anymore. She had been so caught up in her own thoughts and with scanning the living room that she had forgotten the kitchen had multiple entrances.
“Um, yeah,” Deidra said, offering her a sheepish smile, “I guess I was.”
“Not surprising,” the woman said, returning the smile, “you probably have a lot to think about, Deidra.”
Laughing, Deidra said, “I’m starting to feel like a celebrity. Everyone knows my name.”
“You are not too far off,” the woman said, offering her hand, “I’m Raven.”
With her jet black hair, thick black eyeliner and lipstick, tattoos covering the majority of her body, and multiple piercings, she definitely looked like a ‘Raven’ even if that wasn’t the name on her birth certificate. Wearing a black leather corset and thigh-high boots, she was a goth metal goddess, the kind of woman Deidra’s mother would shake her head at.
Deidra didn’t share her mother’s disdain. While she didn’t think she could pull the look off herself- and her mother would shit a brick if she ever tried- Deidra always loved the too-tight clothes and tattoos and too much makeup favored by rocker chicks.
Taking the offered hand, Deidra said, “It’s nice to meet you, Raven.”
“You, too,” Raven said, with a playful smile, “even if you weren’t on the guest list.”
“If you know my name, then you probably know my story,” Deidra guessed.
Laughing, Raven said, “Yeah. Everyone does by now, I’m sure. Like you said, you are almost a celebrity.”
“Right,” Deidra said, blushing.
“I’m told you are also going through with the initiation,” Raven said, her eyes meeting and holding Deidra’s. When Deidra nodded, Raven went on, “I’ve only ever met one other member close to your age. She was fifteen and a special case. You are what… thirteen?”
“Yeah,” Deidra said.
“So young,” Raven said, her eyes boring into Deidra’s, “are you sure you are ready for this?”
“No,” Deidra said, honestly, “I’m in way over my head.”
“You could always leave,” Raven said, leaning against the counter next to Deidra, “probably should, at that. Before this lifestyle gets its claws in you.”
“Aunt Debbie offered to take me home,” Deidra said, then with a little laugh, “but I wanted to stay.”
With a sexy smile, Raven said, “Ah. Then it’s already too late for you.”
“I guess it is,” Deidra said, smiling back at her.
“Then welcome to the Society,” Raven said, pointing toward the front door, “since you are staying, can you help me get some stuff out of my van? You seem less… distracted than the rest of the guests.”
Laughing, Deidra said, “Distracted. Right.”
“Will you help me?” Raven asked, smiling at her.
“Um, yeah,” Deidra said, pushing away from the counter.
As she followed the woman through the living room and out the front door, Diedra found herself admiring the tick of Raven’s backside. She had to smile, noticing that even this usually hidden spot hadn’t avoided the tattoo gun. Still, the artwork couldn’t detract from the fact that Raven had a nice ass, accentuated by the corset and the high-heeled boots. The black leather and pale skin were incredibly sexy.
She really is a goth metal goddess, Deidra thought, kind of wishing she could pull off the look as well as Raven did.
Distracted by Raven’s lovely backside, it took Deidra a moment to realize she was standing in the driveway completely naked. Gasping, she brought her arms up to cover her breasts and looked around in wide-eyed panic. She let out a nervous laugh as she saw she wasn’t exposing herself to the world.
Raven glanced back at her, still covering up, and laughed. With a playful smile, she asked, “Forget you were naked?”
“Um, yeah,” Deidra said, with an embarrassed laugh, “I guess I’m getting a little too comfortable with it.”
“You don’t have to worry about it here,” Raven said, opening the back of her van, “your aunt has the perfect place for this kind of party. Complete privacy.”
Looking around, Deidra thought the woman was right. Between the wall that ran around the property and the dense trees this side of it, even the nosiest of neighbors wouldn’t be able to see the shenanigans her aunt got up to here. Deidra wondered if her aunt had taken that into consideration when she bought this place or if it was just a happy accident. Either way, she was glad for the seclusion as she slowly dropped her arms from her breasts.
Even without the chance of being observed, the sun on her naked body sent a shiver of excitement through her. The risk was minimal but being outside without clothes on was still thrilling. It got her heart beating a little faster, the adrenaline starting to flow.
“Here,” Raven said, handing her a medium-sized hardshell case.
Taking it from her, Deidra asked, “What is this?”
“My tattoo kit,” Raven said, pulling out another medium-sized case and also holding it out to Deidra. This one was a lot heavier than the first but not more than Deidra could carry.
“Tattoo kit?” Deidra asked, looking at Raven’s numerous tattoos. Did she need a whole kit to maintain them?
Smiling at her, Raven said, “I’m a tattoo artist, have a shop downtown. Raven Ink.”
“Oh,” Deidra said, a little embarrassed by her first thought.
“I also work a bunch of concerts and conventions, so I have a complete mobile tattoo setup,” Raven said, pulling a couple of cases forward so she could grab them.
“Is that what’s in these cases?” Deidra asked.
“Among other things,” Raven said, looking at her full hands then at Deidra’s, “we are going to need to make another trip for the costumes.”
“Costumes?” Deidra asked, raising her eyebrows.
With a grin, Raven said, “We are having a costume party tonight.”
“We are?” Deidra asked, surprised.
“If you actually received an invitation, you’d know about all the craziness your aunt has planned for this weekend,” Raven teased.
“Um… I guess that’s fair,” Deidra said, laughing.
“I’m just messing with you, Love,” Raven said, heading for the door.
The cases were heavy, and it made her wonder what all was in them. She didn’t know enough about tattooing even to try to guess. It seemed like a lot of gear if it took four cases to haul it in.
“Your aunt said I could set up next to the bar,” Raven said, setting the cases on the floor next to it, “set those on the bar, would you Love.”
“Okay,” Deidra said, placing the cases she had lugged in from the van on the mahogany bar top.
“Just one more trip, I promise,” Raven said.
“I don’t mind helping,” Deidra said, smiling at her.
“You are a lifesaver, Love,” Raven said as she headed for the front door again, “it would have taken me four or five trips to bring all this stuff in.”
“Do you always bring this much stuff to these parties?” Deidra asked.
“Most of this stuff was already in the van,” Raven said, turning to smile at her, “this is my work vehicle.”
“Tattoo artists need a ‘work vehicle’?” Deidra asked.
“If you work away from the shop as much as I do,” Raven said,
climbing into the van to slide two large trunks forward. Hopping out, she said, “These are big and awkward, but not really heavy. Do you think you can manage one on your own?”
Deidra picked up one end, testing the heft. She thought Raven was right about the weight being manageable. It was the length and depth of the box that would make it a chore to carry. Still, she nodded as she picked it up.
“You might have to guide me,” Deidra said, laughing, “can’t see around this thing very well.”
“Gotcha,” Raven laughed, setting her trunk on the ground so she could close the doors on her van.
With a bit of guidance from Raven, Deidra managed to make it through the front door without scraping the frame and through the living room without tripping over anything or accidentally braining another of her aunt’s guests. She set the trunk down next to the other cases with a thunk. Raven sat hers down atop of Deidra’s
“Thanks, Deidra,” Raven said, smiling at her.
“No problem. I’ll grab the front door,” Deidra said, leaving Raven to start unpacking her equipment.
She closed the door, then looked around the living room. Smiling, she saw why Raven was glad to find her standing in the kitchen. The other guests were still ‘distracted’, as Raven had called it. Only Raven seemed available.
Returning to the bar area, she saw Raven bent over at the waist, popping the clasps on the largest of the cases she brought in. Again, Deidra found herself admiring the woman’s long legs and round backside, both lovingly presented in this position. She made herself look away before Raven caught her staring.
Her eyes went to the tubular contraption Raven was unpacking from the case. As she watched, Raven started assembling the pieces. Frowning, she asked, “What is that?”
“This?” Raven asked, smiling at Deidra, “this is my mobile tattoo chair.”
“It is?” Deidra asked, trying to see anything that looked like a ‘chair’ in the pieces spread out on the floor.
“It’ll be in about five minutes,” Raven said, returning to putting it together, “my friend who is an aeronautical engineer built it for me. It’s fully collapsible and fits in this tote for easy travel. Weighs only thirty pounds but can hold a three hundred pound biker without breaking.”
“You’ve had a lot of three hundred pound bikers on it?” Deidra asked, amused.
“You’d be surprised,” Raven said, laughing. Glancing over her shoulder at Deidra, she said, “I’ve worked a lot of biker rallies.”
“Of course you have,” Deidra said, shaking her head.
She frowned, thinking about what Raven had said about the chair only weighing thirty pounds but supporting a three hundred pound biker. Finally, she had to ask, “How can it hold a three hundred pound biker? It looks like it couldn’t hold me.”
“It’s made of a magnesium alloy…” Raven said, snorting, “at least that’s what Alison said when I asked her the same question. Supposed to be stronger than titanium but lighter than aluminum. Space aged stuff, she said.”
“Alison?” Deidra repeated, then smiled, “Alison in the Society?”
“Why do you think that?” Raven asked with a curious look that answered Deidra’s question.
“Tamara said the Society wasn’t just about sex, but about meeting new people and networking, too,” Deidra said.
“She’s right,” Raven said, then smiled at her, “and, yes… Alison is in the Society. It’s how I managed to get this beauty for the cost of materials and a full back tattoo.”
Nodding her appreciation, Deidra said, “Nice.”
“Oh, it’s beyond nice,” Raven said, returning her attention to her space-aged chair, “this thing is fully rigged like a dentist chair, adjustable from ninety degrees to one-eighty. She managed to balance the weight so that it can be used like a table. This is some grade-a engineering, and it all folds up into a specially designed case that can be carried in one hand. Alison said it is science, but I think she used witchcraft. Doesn’t seem natural.”
Laughing, Deidra asked, “Does she work for NASA?”
“Close,” Raven said, using an Allen wrench to attach two tubes together, “SpaceX. They pay better, she said.”
“Ah,” Deidra said, smiling, “do you need my help?”
“No,” Raven said, smiling at her, “that’s the best part. It’s easy to set up, too.”
With nothing better to do, she found herself looking at Raven again. The black leather corset, while eye-catching, was probably more window dressing than anything else. Deidra thought even without it, Raven would be shapely. The strings in the back weren’t pulled tight, supporting her theory.
Needed or not, the corset and the thigh-high boots screamed bad girl, and Deidra wasn’t sure if she was more jealous of or attracted to Raven for being able to wear them like they were designed for her. Part of her wished she could look as cool as Raven did in them, but she knew she’d look like a poser in them.
Another part of her thought Raven was beautiful and a badass, which only drew Deidra to her even more.
With her chair fully assembled, Raven straightened up and caught Deidra staring at her. Deidra knew she was busted when the woman gave her a curious look. When Deidra blushed, Raven laughed and said, “Ah. Forgot a moment why you wanted to stay.”
“I- I love your tattoos… And your boots… Your makeup…” Deidra realized she was rambling, but she couldn’t stop, “I think you look so cool.”
“Do you now?” Raven asked, curious. Her eyes grabbed and held Deidra’s, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
Blushing a deeper shade of red, Deidra said, “Yeah.”
“I’m surprised,” Raven said, that hint of smile becoming a full-blown one.
“Why?” Deidra asked.
“You seem a bit… clean cut, if you will,” Raven said, with a little shrug of her shoulder, “no offense.”
Laughing, Deidra said, “None taken. I love how you look, I… I just don’t think I could pull it off. Like you said, too clean cut.”
Raven gave her a weighing look, then said, “Have you ever tried?”
“Well, no,” Deidra admitted, then rolled her eyes, “besides, my mom would never let me wear my makeup like yours.”
“Ah,” Raven said, nodding her understanding. With a playful smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, she asked, “Is your mother here now?”
“What?” Deidra asked, then her eyes got wide, “you mean…”
“Why don’t you sit here,” Raven said, patting the chair she had just assembled, “and let me see if I can find the bad girl in you.”
“I- I don’t think I should,” Deidra said, her mother’s disapproving head shake clear in her mind.
“Nothing permanent, Love,” Raven said reassuringly. With a wink, she added, “Unless you want it to be.”
“What does ‘not permanent’ mean?” Deidra asked. She knew ‘not permanent’ could still be long enough to get her grounded for a long time.
“It’ll come off in the shower,” Raven said, patting the custom-made chair again, “sit.”
Deidra wasn’t completely convinced, but she found herself sitting on the chair anyway. She watched with no small amount of trepidation as Raven started opening her kits. She blinked in surprise when one of the hardshell cases she opened contained a laptop and a compact three-in-one printer. Deidra thought the woman might have opened the wrong kit, but Raven started setting it up.
“What’s with the laptop and printer?” Deidra had to ask.
“You’ll see,” Raven said, removing a three-ring binder out of the same case she had pulled the laptop and printer, “look through these and find a few you like.”
Taking the binder, Deidra opened it and saw a bunch of colorful pictures. It only took her a few pages to realize what the images were- tattoo designs. Looking up from the binder, she saw Raven setting up a curious contraption with a needle attached to it. She gasped when she realized it was a tattoo gun.
Hearing the gasp, Raven glanced at her, then followed her eyes to the gun. She laughed and said, “This isn’t for you, Love. I brought my kit in case any of the ladies want a new tattoo.”
“But these are tattoo designs,” Deidra said, holding up the binder.
“Yes, they are,” Raven said, clearly amused by the look on Deidra’s face, “I also brought some water slide paper in case anyone wants to add some fake tattoos to their costumes.”
“What is water slide paper?” Deidra asked, frowning.
“Have you ever gotten one of those fifty-cent temporary tattoos out of a bubble gum machine?” Raven asked, then went on when Deidra nodded, “well, those were printed on water slide paper. This is a better quality, though. It makes some pretty convincing fake tattoos.”
“You are giving me a fake tattoo?” Deidra asked.
“Tattoos,” Raven said, smiling at her, “we need enough for a sleeve, at least.”
“A sleeve?” Deidra asked, raising her eyebrows, “what’s a sleeve?”
“A whole arm,” Raven said, nodding at the binder, “pick out some designs.”
Deidra’s eyes went to Raven’s arms, and she thought the woman had two ‘sleeves’. Hell, she probably had the whole shirt under the corset. She had to wonder how much time under the needle it took to apply that much ink. Many, many hours, she thought. Still, she thought they looked cool as hell.
Looking down at her own arm, she tried to imagine what it would look like covered in tattoos. Probably not as cool as Raven’s, but definitely better than her boring, unmarked skin. Grinning, she returned her attention to the tattoo flash in the binder.
“If you can’t find anything in there, we can look on the internet,” Raven said, opening another kit.
Looking up from the binder, Deidra smiled and nodded at her. She paused when she saw what was in the new case. Leaning forward, she asked, “Are those… belly button rings.”
“Yeah… nipple rings, clitoris rings, nose rings… Basically, if it can be pierced, I’m set up to do it,” Raven said, then noticed Deidra’s interest, “ah. I’m guessing Mom said no to a belly button piercing, too.”
“Yeah,” Deidra said, sighing.
“Yeah, mine did too,” Raven said, then favored her with a mischievous smile, “I still got one, anyway.”
“Really?” Deidra asked, then laughed, “of course you did. You’re too cool not to have gotten one without her permission.”
“I don’t know about cool, but I was definitely a trouble maker,” Raven said, then inclined her head at the jewelry case, “rings are ten bucks. Piercing is free.”
“What? Are you serious?” Deidra asked, her eyes wide.
“Love, getting your belly button pierced will probably be the most wholesome thing you do this weekend,” Raven said, smiling at her, “besides, it’s up to you if you are cool enough to go against your mother’s wishes.”
There was a subtle challenge in Raven’s voice, and Deidra didn’t like the fact that she was looking at the belly button rings again. She looked up and blushed when she heard Raven laughing.
The woman gave her a playful smile, said, “Maybe not so clean-cut, after all.”
“My mom would kill me,” Deidra said, glancing back at the belly button rings.
“Only if she finds out,” Raven said, going back to setting up her gear, “think you can hide it from her for at least six months?”
“Why six months?” Deidra asked.
“Take at least that long to heal well enough to take the piercing out,” Raven said.
“Really?” Deidra asked, surprised.
“Assuming it doesn’t get infected or irritated too much… could take longer.”
“Huh,” Deidra said, chewing on that bit of information. Six months was a long time to hide it from her mother. It was summer, which meant bathing suit weather. Plus, she usually wore a crop top and cheer shorts when she danced.
“No baths or swimming until it heals,” Raven went on.
“Why?”
“To keep it from getting infected,” Raven said, then paused in her preparations to meet Deidra’s eyes, “a belly button piercing is kind of like a gremlin… Lots of rules.”
“Like a gremlin, huh?” Deidra said, laughing.
“They are cute, though,” Raven said, then added, “the piercing, not the gremlins… Although I guess they are so ugly, they are kind of cute, too.”
“If you say so,” Deidra said, remembering watching the movies when she was about ten. She wouldn’t go as far as to say the gremlins were ‘cute.
Her eyes went back to the jewelry, and she found herself asking, “Would you really do it?”
“You wouldn’t be the first girl I gave one without permission,” Raven said, smiling at her.
“Huh,” Deidra said.
“You have some time to make up your mind,” Raven said, finishing the last of her set up, “you should probably wait to the last minute to get it if you decide to.”
“Why?”
“If you really intend to go through with the initiation, you’d probably irritate the hell of your new piercing if you don’t wait,” Raven said, winking at her.
“Oh,” Deidra said, laughing, “right.”
“That’ll give you time to talk yourself into it,” Raven said, then gave Deidra a weighing look, “or maybe out of it, more like.”
“Kind of wished you hadn’t told me you’d do it,” Deidra said, with one more longing look at the jewelry case.
With a smile to shame the devil, Raven said, “Let me know if I need to get my needle ready.”
“Right,” Deidra said, shaking her head as she looked back down at the binder of tattoo flash.
As she started flipping through the pages, she felt a little overwhelmed by the amount of options. There had to be over a hundred pages, most with multiple images to chose from. It didn’t help that she hadn’t expected to get a tattoo today- or before she was eighteen and off to college- and didn’t know what she wanted.
“What’s with that look?” Raven asked, setting up a row of what looked like spray paint cans on the bar.
“There are so many choices,” Deidra said.
“Ah,” Raven said, setting the container aside and picking up her laptop. She urged Deidra to scooch over so she could squeeze onto the chair next to her. She placed the computer so they could both see the screen, asked, “What do you want? A general theme?”
“I don’t know,” Deidra said.
“Well… What do you like to do? Any hobbies?” Raven asked, then grinned, “other than crashing adult parties.”
Laughing, Deidra said, “This is my first adult party. Not sure if that counts.”
“Then give me something,” Raven said, her fingers tapping the plastic next to the mouse pad.
“I like to dance,” Deidra said.
“Something dance-themed, then?”
“They have tattoos like that?” Deidra asked, curious.
“Love, they have tattoos for everything… Even things they shouldn’t,” Raven said, smiling at her, “let’s check the interwebs for some images.”
Deidra watched Raven type ‘dancer tattoo flash’ in the search field, then refine the search to just images. They scrolled through about a third of the results when an image popped out at Deidra. It was a stylized ballerina with angel wings. It had a lot of movement for a still image, the ballerina’s body contorted in dance. Deidra liked how it captured how dancing made her feel.
Raven spotted it about the same time Deidra did, clicked on it before Deidra even had a chance to point it out. She laughed when the enlarged image revealed a detail she had missed in the thumbnail- the angel ballerina was naked.
“What’s funny,” Raven said, glancing at Deidra.
“She’s naked,” Deidra said.
“Does that bother you?” Raven asked.
Deidra looked back at the picture. The angel was graceful and erotic, powerful imagery. She found herself shaking her head.
“This image is linked to a Deviant art page,” Raven said, clicking on the link under the image, “let’s see if the artist has any other pictures like this one.”
“Okay,” Deidra said as the page loaded. She smiled when she saw about a dozen images with a similar theme, said, “Bingo.”
“I think you found your tattoos,” Raven said, handing her the laptop and standing up, “pick out three or four and send them to the printer. I’ll get the water slide paper ready.
“Okay,” Deidra said, returning her attention to the screen. She began clicking on thumbnails, enlarging the images one by one. She quickly found three- including the one she had already seen- that she liked and figured out how to send them to the printer. While they printed, she scanned through the rest of the images. While they were pretty cool, none of the other pictures grabbed her attention like those three had.
Engrossed in her search, she forgot about Raven for a moment. It wasn’t until Raven tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention that Deidra looked up from the laptop. She saw that the woman was wearing disposable gloves and holding one of the spray paint cans.
“What are you doing?” Deidra asked, looking from the can to Raven.
“Dyeing your hair,” Raven said, popping the black lid off the can, “this is spray-on color.”
“Temporary?” Deidra asked.
Smiling at her, Raven said, “Washes out in the shower.”
“Have you used it before?” Deidra asked, still skeptical.
“All the time,” Raven said, shaking the can, “this stuff is great for cosplay. The last convention I went to, I was a red-headed elf.”
“Um, okay,” Deidra said, hoping Raven knew what she was doing. She wouldn’t mind having black hair, but she didn’t think her mom would be very happy about it. Still, she turned sideways in the chair when Raven urged her to.
“You look tense,” Raven said, her hand on Deidra’s shoulder. She sounded amused when she said, “Don’t trust me?”
“I just know how much trouble I’d be in if it doesn’t wash out,” Deidra said.
“We can do a spot check if you want to try it first,” Raven said.
Taking a deep breath, Deidra said, “No. Let’s do it.”
“Atta girl,” Raven said, shaking the can, “live dangerously.”
Deidra held her breath as Raven began to apply the hair spray. It had nothing to do with the fumes, even though it was probably not a good idea to breathe them in.
Her hair was already dark brown, but she was curious to see how she would look with black hair. Raven looked beautiful with her ebony locks, but Deidra didn’t know if she could pull it off.
Raven gathered a lock of Diedra’s hair, pulled it aside, and said, “Hold this.”
Doing as she said, Deidra asked, “Why?”
“We are going to dye it green to match your eyes,” Raven said, returning to the rest of her hair.
With an inward groan, Deidra hoped this stuff did wash out. Dyeing her hair black would probably get her in some trouble, but green… Definitely.
The whole process took several minutes, and Deidra was on pins and needles the entire time. She couldn’t see what Raven was doing, but she hoped it looked cool. The anticipation was killing her.
“Alright, Love,” Raven said, taking the spray cans back to her kit and picking up a small hand mirror. Bringing it over to Deidra, she said, “Now you starting to look like trouble.”
Taking the mirror, Deidra looked at her new hair color. No longer brown but deep black with a single lock of forest green above her right eye, her hairdo was definitely a lot edgier. Deidra liked how the pop of green really brought out the color of her eyes. She had been worried she wouldn’t look good with black hair, but she thought she was actually pulling it off.
Smiling at Raven, she said, “It looks better than I thought.”
“I knew you’d look good, Love,” Raven said, touching the green streak, “this really brings out the color in your eyes. Beautiful.”
“Thanks,” Deidra said, then a little awkwardly, “you know, for doing this.”
“You are welcome, Love,” Raven said, turning to the printer, “let me get the tattoos prepped and ready to put on… Why don’t you look through that case of costume jewelry over there. Find something to go with the new look.”
Deidra went to the case Raven had indicated, opened it. Inside, she saw trays stuffed with fake jewelry. Smiling, she thought Raven really got into cosplay, the rings, necklaces, bracelets, and earrings ranging in style from fantasy to science fiction to goth. Running her fingers over the jewelry, she could almost see the costumes Raven had worn with each piece.
Seeing a dainty black lace choker, Deidra picked it up. She thought it would go perfectly with her new hair color and the makeup Raven would put on her. Slipping it around her neck and fastening the little clasp in the back, Deidra picked up the hand mirror. She smiled at her reflection, loved how sexy the necklace looked on her.
“Good choice,” Raven said, coming up to her with an eye shadow palette in one hand, “let me have the hand mirror.”
“Why?” Deidra asked.
“You don’t get to see until I’m finished,” Raven said, taking the mirror from her and setting it aside.
Unable to see what Raven was doing to her, Deidra just had to wait anxiously to see the final results. Not used to having someone else do her makeup, she didn’t know what to do with her hands. She couldn’t stop herself from fidgeting, tapping her fingers on her thighs, rubbing her arms. The anticipation wasn’t doing anything for her nerves. She kept flipping back and forth between wanting Raven to hurry and take her time and get it right.
“Are you always this fidgety?” Raven asked, amused.
“Only when I’m nervous… or excited,” Deidra said, with a little laugh, “or both.”
“At least you are keeping your head still,” Raven said, unscrewing the cap on some mascara, “ever try to paint a tiger on a five-year-old’s cheek? Now that is a challenge.”
“Why were you painting a tiger on a five-year-old’s cheek?” Deidra asked, frowning.
“I set up a face painting booth every year at the county fair,” Raven said.
“Really?” Deidra said, laughing, “Don’t you scare the kids? Or the parents?”
“I have to tone it down a bit,” Raven admitted, smiling at Deidra, “the clown makeup usually helps.”
“You dress up like a clown, too?” Deidra asked, raising her eyebrows.
“Am I ruining my bad girl persona for you?” Raven asked, amused.
“A little,” Deidra admitted.
Laughing, Raven said, “I do it for charity. All the money I make, I donate to a local children’s hospital. My way of supporting the community.”
“Oh,” Deidra said, sheepishly, “that’s actually pretty cool.”
“I always have a blast, and it’s for a good cause,” Raven said, holding up the mascara brush, “close your eyes. Keep them closed until I tell you to open them.”
Deidra closed her eyes, waited in her personal darkness. She felt Raven applying the mascara to her eyelashes, but the woman didn’t tell her to open her eyes. She jumped when something cool touched her lips, and she laughed nervously when she realized it was just lipstick.
“You are lucky you don’t have a streak up your cheek,” Raven said, also laughing.
“Sorry,” Deidra said, taking a deep breath, “I’m ready.”
Raven applied the lipstick, then said, “Okay… You can open your eyes.”
Opening them, Deidra gaped at her reflection, barely recognizing the girl in the mirror. She had to make some random faces to make sure it really was her in the glass. Her green eyes were even more striking ringed in too much black eyeliner and dark eye shadow. Her lips, now painted black, matched her hair.
Watching her, Raven was smiling. When Deidra looked at her, she said, “You look like you are ready to get into some trouble, now.”
“Yeah,” Deidra said, laughing.
“On a scale of one to ten, how much would your mom freak out if she saw you like this?” Raven asked playfully.
“An eleven,” Deidra said, shaking her head, “this better wash off, or I’m in so much trouble.”
“You are going to be okay,” Raven said, walking over to the bar, “let me get the tattoos prepped.”
“Okay,” Deidra said, still looking at her reflection. She might have been wrong about being able to pull off this look. It kind of suited her, actually.
“So,” Raven said, her back still to Deidra, “what do you think?”
“I- I like it,” Deidra said.
“I knew there was a bad girl in you,” Raven said, smiling at her over her shoulder.
“My mom would still kill me,” Deidra said, sighing.
“Probably,” Raven said, coming back over to where Deidra sat, “right or left?”
“Um, right,” Deidra said, holding out her arm. She watched as Raven thoroughly cleaned her whole arm with a paper towel soaked in rubbing alcohol, then dried it with another. Raven had neatly trimmed the tattoo design earlier, removing as much of the excess paper as she could. Now, all she had to do was peel the plastic covering the adhesive part of the water slide paper and press the temporary tattoo image side down on Deidra’s arm. Twenty seconds of pressing the tattoo into place, then Raven was reaching for a third paper towel that was dripping water everywhere it was so saturated. She spent another minute wetting the paper backing of the water slide paper.
Finally, she set the paper towel aside and smiled at Deidra, asked, “Ready?”
“Yeah,” Deidra said, holding her breath as Raven peeled the backing away to reveal her new temporary tattoo. And there it was, the naked ballerina dancing on her forearm. It didn’t look exactly like an actual tattoo, but definitely not as fake as the cheap ones she had bought from a bubble gum machine. She thought it looked pretty cool.
Now that she knew the process and that it worked, the other two tattoos were sort of anti-climatic. Still, they looked awesome on her arm. Raven had positioned them so that they seemed more like one tattoo than three separate ones, the images flowing together.
“I love it,” Deidra said, hugging Raven.
“Me, too,” Raven said, when Deidra pulled back, “maybe someday you’ll want me to give you a tattoo like it for real.”
“Maybe,” Deidra said, looking down at the naked dancers on her arm.
“Oh, there you are, Raven. I see you set up-”
Deidra looked around Raven at her aunt and had to laugh at the slack-jawed look of horror on her face. She guessed her aunt had noticed the fake tattoos on her arm and the green streak in her now black hair, the black eyeliner and lipstick.
“What- what have done to my niece?” Aunt Debbie asked, looking wide-eyed at Raven.
Smiling, Raven said, “Nothing a shower won’t undo.”
“Oh, thank God,” Aunt Debbie said, with a nervous laugh, “I thought her mother was going to kill me!”
“I guess I did a good job, then,” Raven said, smiling at Deidra.
“If you were trying to give me a heart attack, then yeah,” Aunt Debbie said, her hand on her chest.
“I think this is a good look for her,” Raven said.
Debbie tilted her head to one side and looked Deidra up and down. Nodding, she said, “You make a pretty badass rocker chick, Sweetie.”
“Not too clean-cut after all,” Raven said, playfully to Deidra. Noticing Debbie’s curious look, Raven said, “Inside joke.”
“Well, stay right there,” Aunt Debbie said, walking toward the living room, “I need to get my camera.”
“What? Why?” Deidra asked.
“I need a picture of you like that.”
Laughing, Deidra said, “Seriously? I’m naked, Aunt Debbie!”
“You can cover up your naughty bits,” her aunt said with a dismissive wave.
Deidra glanced at Raven, who could only laugh and say, “That’s why I don’t party with my family.”
Her aunt returned with her camera, said, “Ready?”
“No,” Deidra laughed.
“Just one picture,” Aunt Debbie said, motioning for Deidra to stand up.
Patting Deidra’s knee, Raven said, “If you turn sideways and use your arm to cover up your breasts… You could show off the tattoos and keep the picture PG-13… Well, PG-13-ish.”
Deidra looked from her aunt to Raven, then laughed and shook her head. They were serious about taking her picture. Rolling her eyes, she got to her feet and posed like Raven suggested. While technically, all of her ‘naughty bits’- as her aunt had put it- were hidden, she still felt very exposed as her aunt lifted the camera to take the picture. Waiting for the flash, she thought about the thrill she had gotten out on the driveway. Posing for a photo naked now sent the same shiver of excitement up her spine. Her heart was racing in her breast, and her cheeks were flushed not just with embarrassment.
I guess we never outgrow the joy of misbehaving, Deidra thought as the blinding flash finally went off.
Blinking away the spots dancing in front of her eyes, Deidra watched as her aunt showed Raven the picture. The curious look of pride on her aunt’s face was out of place, giving the situation, but it was unmistakable. Deidra didn’t know what Aunt Debbie had to be proud of her for. She thought most aunts would be mortified to have a picture of their nieces like this.
Raven’s eyes flashed from the camera to Deidra, and her smile made Deidra inhale sharply. Whatever was on the viewfinder must have caught the woman’s attention because that smile had bedroom thoughts behind it. Deidra didn’t think she was misreading this new interest in Raven’s eyes.
“Definitely not one for the family albums,” Raven said, the corners of her mouth turning up even more as she met Deidra’s eyes.
Curious about what that meant, Deidra walked over and looked at the picture. She blinked when she saw how erotic the photograph was, even if she wasn’t showing any of her naughty bits. She hadn’t felt her pose was that sensual when she was waiting for her aunt to snap the picture, but the effect was definitely eye-catching. Raven was right – this wasn’t a family photo, but something meant for an adult magazine.
“It is a bit too much, isn’t it?” Aunt Debbie asked, looking at the photo.
Laughing, Raven said, “Maybe not for Playboy.”
“It’s not that bad,” Aunt Debbie said, looking at Raven, “is it?”
“I didn’t say it was bad,” Raven said, glancing at Deidra, “I’m not sure a girl her age should look so… well, you know what I mean.”
Noticing that Raven’s cheeks were red, Deidra teased, “Incredibly hot?”
“Yeah,” Raven said to Deidra, laughing. She was still smiling, as turned to Aunt Debbie, said, “I’m just saying, if you are going to keep it, I wouldn’t share it with anyone.”
“Right,” Aunt Debbie said, then met Deidra’s eyes, “do you want me to delete it?”
“Um, no,” Deidra said, then with her cheeks hot, “can I have a copy?”
Amused, Raven asked, “And what are you going to do with a picture like that?”
“Nothing seedy,” Deidra said, laughing. Sobering up some, she said, “I love my tattoos… The hair… makeup. I want a picture to remember it by.”
“We could take one at the costume party,” Raven said, a hint of mischief in her voice, “one that would get you and your aunt in less trouble.”
Squirming, Deidra said, “I- I kind of want this one.”
“I can’t say I blame you,” Raven said, with a playful smile, “after all, you look ‘incredibly hot’.”
“You are hilarious,” Deidra said, then ended up laughing in spite of herself. Looking at the camera in her aunt’s hand, she asked, “Can I have one with the artist?”
“You want a picture with me?” Raven asked, raising her eyebrows.
“You are a part of the memory, too,” Deidra said.
The woman looked like she wanted to say no but then seemed to change her mind and nodded. With a nervous laugh, she said, “This isn’t going in the family album either, right?”
“No,” Deidra said, putting her arm around Raven’s waist, “it’s just for me.”
“Unless Raven wants one, too,” Aunt Debbie said, raising the camera.
Smiling at Raven, Deidra asked, “Do you want one?”
“As an artist… yes,” Raven said, her hesitation suggesting there might be more than just artistic pride behind her answer.
“Just as an artist, huh?” Deidra teased.
“Mostly as an artist,” Raven said, her eyes flashing at Deidra.
Maybe she is interested in letting me earn my key after all, Deidra thought, wondering if it was the erotic photo of her that had changed the woman’s mind, either that or I really am getting good at the Pitch.
“Well, say cheese,” Aunt Debbie said, getting their attention.
The flash went off, and Deidra was left blinking away twirling colored dots again. Even with the picture taken, Raven didn’t seem in any hurry to slip out of Deidra’s embrace. Deidra was happy to keep her arm around the woman’s waist.
She heard her aunt laugh, saw the woman smiling through the blue and red spots. Raising her eyebrows questioningly, Deidra asked, “What’s funny?”
“Here,” her aunt said, bringing over the camera for them to see.
Deidra smiled because the picture looked like an inappropriate mother and daughter portrait, something along the lines of a family Christmas card gone horribly wrong. The kind where the whole family wore matching outfits, only hers and Raven’s weren’t family-friendly. Still, it had a sort of festiveness that made Deidra’s smile widen and was probably why her aunt had laughed.
She didn’t say as much out loud. Raven seemed to be on the fence about sleeping with her, and Deidra didn’t want her to hop off on the wrong side- namely, the one that didn’t involve them finding a place to fool around. Since pointing out that they looked like a kinky mother and daughter might spoil the mood, she kept that observation to herself.
“Definitely not one for the family albums,” Raven said, laughing.
“No,” Deidra agreed, smiling at her.
“Would you be okay with me having a copy of this?” Raven asked, holding her gaze.
“Just for you, right?” Deidra asked, her heart racing.
She had been teasing Raven about wanting a copy earlier. Seeing that the woman really did want one and probably not just because of her artistic pride, Deidra felt that naughty shiver work up her spine, again, the one she had felt out in the driveway and once more when Aunt Debbie took her picture. The thought of letting someone have a naked picture of her- especially since she was turned more fully toward the camera in this one and it had slipped her mind to cover up- was hitting that misbehaving joy button inside of her.
“Of course,” Raven said, her eyes never wavering.
Just having the picture in existence increased the chance of some random person seeing her naked. The risk was even greater with three copies floating around. The more sensible part of her balked at the idea, but there was another part of her kind of liked the danger. It was a fairly new part, one she had just discovered she had this weekend- well, one of many new parts she had discovered this weekend. The list of things she was learning about herself was getting pretty long.
New or not, it drowned out the more practical voice in her head. Deidra found herself smiling and nodding, even though it was probably a bad idea, regardless of the fact she believed Raven when she said she wouldn’t show the picture to anyone else.
“Are you sure?” Raven asked.
“Yeah,” Deidra said, smiling at her, “so you won’t forget me.”
“I doubt I would even without a photo,” Raven said, her smile making Deidra’s heart beat faster.
“Right,” Aunt Debbie said, picking up on the undercurrents of sexual tension between Deidra and Raven, “before I forget, Chelsea wanted to talk to you about a tattoo for tonight, Raven.”
“She already did. That’s why I brought my stuff inside,” Raven said.
“I’ll let you finish setting up… or whatever,” Aunt Debbie said, then took one more look at Deidra, “are you sure this will come off in the shower?”
“Probably,” Raven said, laughing when Aunt Debbie’s eyes snapped to her, “I’m kidding. She’ll be back to her clean-cut self before it’s time to go home.”
“Okay,” Aunt Debbie said, sounding relieved. She turned to leave but stopped and started laughing. Turning back, she said, “I’d love to see my sister’s reaction if she saw you like this… Well, not naked, but with the fake tattoos and the hair and makeup. She’d shit a brick.”
Laughing, Deidra said, “Graphic, but probably true.”
“You’d never be allowed to visit me again.”
“Also probably true,” Deidra agreed, then added, “which would be a shame.”
“Indeed, it would,” Aunt Debbie said, smiling at her before turning and heading back to the rest of the party.
Realizing she was still standing with her arm around Raven, Deidra said, “Um, do you need any more help setting up?”
“I think I’m ready to go,” Raven said, glancing over her shoulder at her make-shift tattoo parlor, “good enough for now, anyway.”
“Okay,” Deidra said, slipping out of Raven’s arm.
Even without their bodies pressed together, the sexual tension didn’t dissipate. She met Raven’s eyes and saw some of the thoughts behind them. Her heart beating faster, Deidra realized the woman was thinking pretty hard about her. Propriety and desire were at war behind Raven’s beautiful eyes, with her as the catalyst for the conflict. Deidra thought, with a little push from her, that desire would win the day.
Stepping close again, Deidra smiled at Raven, said, “Don’t think about it so much.”
Raven asked, “Think about what?”
“Whether it’s right or wrong to want to kiss me,” Deidra said, getting up on her toes to press her lips to Raven’s.
The woman started to pull away, a denial that she didn’t want this on her lips, but then she didn’t. She kissed Deidra back hesitantly at first, then with more passion as the desire Deidra had seen in her eyes finally overtook her sense of propriety.
Pulling back, Raven gave Deidra an embarrassed smile, asked, “How did you know I wanted to do that?”
“Saw it in your eyes,” Deidra said, pressing her body against Raven’s, “plus, I was hoping you did.”
“Really?” Raven said, searching her eyes. Finally, rubbing the back of her neck nervously, she said, “I’m not sure I should have.”
“Are you thinking again?” Deidra asked playfully.
Laughing, Raven said, “Well, yeah. There’s a lot to think about.”
“Even if I want this as much as you do?” Deidra asked, running her hand up Raven’s arm.
“Do you?” Raven asked, holding her eyes.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Deidra asked, kissing her deeply.
Her voice a little husky, Raven said, “If you are sure…”
“Jeez, what more do I need to convince you?” Deidra teased.
Raven looked at her for a long moment, then started smiling and shaking her head, said, “When everyone started talking about the thirteen-year-old girl going through the initiation, I thought to myself, I’ll just give her my key, no strings attached. I didn’t think I’d want… well, you know what.”
“But you do want you know what?” Deidra said, not letting Raven look away.
Still shaking her head in wonder, Raven said, “I think I do.”
“Good,” Deidra said, smiling at her.
“Good, huh?” Raven said, amused.
“I don’t want any free keys just because I’m only thirteen,” Deidra said, kissing her, “I don’t want my membership in the Society to have an asterisk next to it.”
Laughing, Raven said, “You want to earn it, huh?”
“Yes,” Deidra said, realizing she meant it.
Her opinion on having to go through the initiation has changed a fair bit since her aunt first told her about it this morning, she saw. Admittedly, a lot has happened to change her mind in the last four hours or so. She was beginning to understand why Aunt Debbie would want to be a part of a group like the Society of Lesbos. More than that, Deidra was more and more certain she had made the right decision by staying when her aunt offered to take her home.
Raven was giving her a curious look, finally asked, “Are you sure?”
If I’m going to do this, then I want to do it right, Deidra thought, squaring her shoulders and nodding.
“Okay,” Raven said, smiling at her, “I’ll let everyone know not to take it easy on you.”
“Thanks… I think,” Deidra said, wondering just what that meant. Suddenly a little nervous, she said, “Maybe just a little easy.”
Laughing, Raven said, “What happened to Miss No Free Keys?”
“I’m willing… Just new to all of this,” Deidra said, blushing.
“Don’t worry, Love. They won’t hurt you unless you ask them nicely to,” Raven said, winking at her.
“Yeah, that’s not reassuring,” Deidra said.
“You’ll be okay,” Raven laughed, kissing her, “you know about raising your hand, right?”
“Karen told me,” Deidra said, nodding.
“Then you know what to do if you get overwhelmed,” Raven said, smiling at her, “no one is going to ask you to do something you aren’t comfortable with. That being said, you never know what you’ll like until you try it.”
“I learned that the hard way this weekend,” Deidra said, blushing an even deeper shade of red when Raven gave her a knowing smile, “I’ve been trying new things left and right.”
“And I’m assuming you liked them?” Raven asked, her eyes flashing.
“Aunt Debbie offered to take me home, but I stayed,” Deidra said, kissing her, “I want to be here, and I want to try new things, even if I don’t know what all they could be.”
“You know, all the women here have their initiation story,” Raven said, running her hands up Deidra’s arms, “some crazier than others. I think yours might be one of the craziest ever.”
“I don’t know. Aunt Debbie’s sounds pretty crazy,” Deidra said.
Laughing, Raven said, “Yeah, she might be your only competition for the top spot.”
“At least we are keeping the record in the family,” Deidra said, grinning.
“You two are definitely a pair,” Raven laughed.
“So… What new thing are you going to show me?” Deidra asked playfully.
“That depends,” Raven said, matching her tone, “what have you already learned?”
Deidra’s cheeks were hot as she realized she’d have to recount all the things she had done so far. She wasn’t exactly shy or ashamed but talking about her sexual exploits this last couple of days was a little embarrassing. While she was getting used to sleeping with the women here at the party, talking about it still felt weird. She opened her mouth, then closed it without saying anything. Her face got even hotter as Raven gave her an amused smile.
“What’s the point of having a killer initiation story if you are embarrassed to tell anyone about it?” Raven teased.
“I’m sure it’ll get easier,” Deidra said sheepishly. Taking a deep breath, she said, “The twins showed me how to… um, go down on them… And- and Tamara taught me how to trib. Karen… she, um… put her tongue inside of me.”
“Inside of you?” Raven asked, her eyes widening, “you aren’t a virgin? I mean, of course, you aren’t- you’ve slept with four people… But your hymen isn’t intact?”
“No,” Deidra said, all the blood in her body in her face.
“Marker? Toothbrush?” Raven guessed.
“Hairbrush,” Deidra said.
“Ah,” Raven said, nodding, “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. When you are young, you get curious. Especially when the hormones kick in, and the girls start whispering about sex.”
“Yeah,” Deidra said, appreciating that Raven did understand.
“The good news is,” Raven said, with a sexy smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, “I have something better than a hairbrush.”
“You do?” Deidra asked.
“One of the joys of being an adult,” Raven said, kissing her, “is putting away your toothbrush or hairbrush and buying the real thing. Let me introduce you to my friends.”
“Your friends?” Deidra said, then laughed when she guessed what Raven meant, “you mean your sex toys.”
“My friends,” Raven insisted, smiling, “after all we’ve been through, they are more than just toys.”
Laughing, Deidra said, “Okay.”
“Come on,” Raven said, taking her hand, “I left them upstairs.”
Deidra let herself be lead through the living room to the stairs. She tried to ignore the curious looks and the knowing smiles on the other party goers as she passed them. Her aunt had been right when she said there wasn’t much privacy here, and Deidra thought everyone knew what she and Raven were up to. Maybe not the exact details but the general idea, for sure.
“Change your mind, Raven?” One of the guests asked as they passed by.
“Yeah,” Raven laughed, stopping in front of her, “she’s serious about going through the initiation. She wouldn’t just take my key.”
“Really?” The woman asked, giving Deidra a curious smile.
“Really,” Deidra said, blushing.
“Interesting,” the woman said, her smile widening as she looked Deidra up and down, “I’ll let the others know.”
“Warn them, more like,” Raven said, playfully, “I think this one is going to be a handful.”
“I’ll warn them, then.” she laughed, her eyes flashing at Deidra, “have fun, you two.”
“Same to you,” Raven said, once again heading for the stairs.
“Why does everyone keep saying I’m going to be a handful?” Deidra asked, following her, “you, Tamara… Karen. ”
“You are beautiful,” Raven said, smiling over her shoulder at Deidra, “that alone would have made you a handful, but that’s not it. Beautiful or not, I really didn’t intend to sleep with you. You are so young… Too young, but… You’ve got something beyond good looks going for you. Damned if I can put my finger on just what it is, but you changed my mind about sleeping with a girl your age. That’s no small feat, Love. That’s why I called you a handful. It’s a compliment.”
“Tamara calls it my bullshit,” Deidra said, pleased by Raven’s explanation. She couldn’t stop smiling as she let Raven lead her upstairs.
“Sounds like Tamara,” Raven said, laughing, “did she feed you the line about the pitch, too?”
“Yeah,” Deidra said, her smile widening.
“Her colorful expressions aside, she’s not wrong,” Raven said, going to the first door on the right, “whatever you want to call it, you got my attention.”
“Good,” Deidra said, smiling at her.
Shaking her head and laughing, Raven knocked on the door.
“Occupied,” someone called from inside.
Deidra’s eyes widened when she heard the moan in her voice, realizing the room was more than just occupied. Whatever Raven had hoped to retrieve from the room, she wasn’t going to be able to get it. Deidra was a little disappointed because Raven had piqued her curiosity talking about her ‘friends’. What sort of sex toys had the goth queen brought with her? Deidra didn’t know enough about them even to hazard a guess.
“Can I just grab my bag?” Raven asked, raising her voice a bit to be heard through the door.
There was a short pause, then the woman said, “Um, yeah.”
Deidra blinked in surprise. Judging by the moan she had heard in the woman’s voice, she hadn’t expected her to let Raven interrupt. Deidra thought if she were in the woman’s position, she’d have told Raven no.
“Everyone decent?” Raven asked.
There was a laugh from in the room, and a new voice called, “No, but you can come in, anyway.”
Raven winked at Deidra, then carefully opened the door. Deidra expected to wait in the hallway, but Raven didn’t relinquish her hand. She found herself pulled into the room after Raven, her cheeks hot at the intrusion. She tried to keep her eyes on the ground, but a moan from the bed drew her attention. Her eyes wide, she saw the women weren’t waiting for her and Raven to find what they were looking for. When they let them in the room, she had figured they had ducked under the covers, but it didn’t look like they had even missed a beat. Deidra didn’t know why she was surprised by their lack of inhibitions. She knew what kind of party this was and that the women here weren’t shy.
There were two of them on the bed, one on her knees with her backside in the air and her head resting on her arms, and the other standing behind her with her hands on her hips. Even with her hair in her face, Deidra saw that it was the girl she had met in the kitchen, Sarah, in the compromised position. Sarah let out a moan that made Deidra a little jealous it wasn’t coming from her as the other woman pushed her lower abdomen against her buttocks. Deidra thought this was some sort of weird way to trib, then her eyes got wide when the second woman pulled her hips back to reveal a glistening shaft of a purple dildo. Sarah didn’t even let her thrust again, pushing back on the sex toy eagerly. Another envy-inducing moan was forced out of Sarah as the dildo bit deep.
Deidra frowned, her brain trying to process what it was seeing. She couldn’t see anything holding the dildo in place, even with a clear view of everything going on down there. Damned if it didn’t appear the other woman had sprouted a purple penis. Try as she might, she couldn’t figure out the lesbian magic she was seeing.
Her attention was finally torn from the pair on the bed as Raven pulled her toward the door. Deidra looked over her shoulder one more time as she followed Raven out into the hallway. Only with the door shut behind them did she notice the small duffel bag in Raven’s hand and remembered why they had come upstairs in the first place.
“Raven,” Deidra said, getting her attention, “the woman with Sarah… how… I mean, what was she using?”
“You mean Nadine?” Raven asked, smiling at her, “if I had to guess, I’d say her Feeldo. She loves that thing.”
“A Feeldo?” Deidra asked.
“A type of strapless strap-on,” Raven said as she walked further down the hall and knocked on a door. When someone called out from inside, she kept moving. She knocked on Aunt Debbie’s door, listened intently. She smiled at Deidra when no one answered the knock. Twisting the knob, she said, “Hello? Anyone in here?”
“This is Aunt Debbie’s room,” Deidra said, looking down the hall guiltily for her aunt.
“She won’t mind,” Raven said, stepping into the room.
Hesitantly, Deidra followed. She looked around the room uncomfortably, ready to tell Raven she couldn’t do this here. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she never gave them voice because the woman dropped her bag on the bed and pulled Deidra into her arms. Raven kissed her heatedly, and Deidra forgot all about whose room she was standing in.
Finally, pulling back, Raven said, “Hit the lock on the door.”
A little dazed, Deidra went to the door and pushed the button to lock the door. Remembering the fiasco with the twins in the pool house, she pushed it a second time for good measure. Turning around, she saw Raven removing her ‘friends’ from the bag. Her curiosity piqued, Deidra joined her at the bed to examine the sex toys.
“Which of my friends would you like to meet?” Raven asked, putting her arm around Deidra’s waist.
“Do you have… what did you call it? A Feeldo?” Deidra asked, mostly because she was curious what it would look like when not in use.
“I don’t,” Raven said, then offered her a playful smile, “that’s Nadine thing. Trust me, even if I had one, I’d still tell you to wait for her. That woman can do amazing things with hers.”
“Um, okay,” Deidra said, a little disappointed that the mystery of the purple penis wouldn’t be answered just yet. Still, she had heard the noises Sarah was making thanks to Nadine and her Feeldo, so maybe waiting was the way to go. Raven seemed to think it was.
“You know,” Raven said, smiling as she reached into her bag, “I think we’ll start with Humpty Dumpty.”
“What?” Deidra laughed.
Raven grinned as she handed something to Deidra. Looking at the unassuming rubber-coated oval in her hand, Deidra frowned. Its purpose wasn’t immediately apparent to her, so she started to look to Raven for an explanation. Noticing the shape, Deidra started laughing again. The name began to make sense when she realized it was shaped like an egg. Still, naming a sex toy after a beloved children’s story character seemed wrong.
While she understood the name, she still couldn’t guess its purpose. She rolled it around her palm, trying to get a feel for it. Finally, she had to look at Raven for guidance. Grinning, Raven pushed a button on the remote in her hand, and the egg came buzzing to life in Deidra’s hand.
Taking Humpty Dumpty from Deidra, Raven said, “I love this thing. Strong vibrations and easy to hide in even the smallest purse.”
“But Humpty Dumpty?” Deidra asked.
“I don’t actually call it that,” Raven said, laughing, “not a particularly sexy name, Humpty Dumpty.”
“Nope,” Deidra agreed.
“The look on your face, though,” Raven said, pulling Deidra close again, “priceless.”
“Uh-huh,” Deidra said, laughing at her own expense.
Raven interrupted the laugh with a kiss, and Deidra kissed her back. Deidra felt the heat of her desire mirrored in the caress of Raven’s tongue teasing her own. For all of her reluctance earlier, Raven wasn’t holding back now. Whatever reservations she had had were gone, and Deidra responded to the eagerness in her kiss. It drew her in, and the passion between them built unchecked.
Sometime later- just how long, Deidra couldn’t guess- Raven pulled back to give her a sexy smile and a little shake of her head, said, “Mm, you are a nice kisser.”
“You, too,” Deidra husked, her voice thick with excitement.
“Much better than I was expecting,” Raven said, meeting her eyes.
“Tamara said I was a prodigy,” Deidra said, blushing when Raven laughed.
“Did she now?” Raven asked, her eyes flashing, “that’s high praise from Tamara.”
With a little shrug, Deidra said, “I guess I’m just a quick learner.”
“Show me,” Raven said, the look in her eye stealing Deidra’s breath away.
Deidra’s heart was hammering in her breast as she slipped out of Raven’s arms and sank to her knees in front of her. Her hands shaking a little, Deidra hooked her fingers in the tiny thong Raven wore, pulling it down her long legs. The panties got hanged up on the high-heeled boots, but she managed to get the woman out of them. Seeing that Raven was clean-shaven down there, Deidra had to smile and wonder if she and Karen were the only ones not as smooth as a ten-year-old girl at this party.
Raven wasn’t just tattooed but also pierced. Two studs decorated her clitoral hood, and Deidra winced, thinking that had to have hurt to get done. She didn’t think the studs were for decoration, especially since Raven would have to be naked for anyone to see them. There had to be a benefit to the piercings, extra pleasure to be had to get such a sensitive place pierced.
That was her theory as she kissed the inside of Raven’s thigh. The musky scent of the woman’s excitement tickled her nose as she pressed her lips to Raven’s clit. She felt the round balls that capped the piercings against her tongue, the tender flesh pinched between. She was careful, not sure if this would cause Raven pain. Deidra took her cues from Raven, adding a little pressure to her caresses when she didn’t complain. Raven pushed against Deidra’s mouth, her body responding to the sensation. As her moans began to fill the air above Deidra, she smiled. Those were definitely sounds of enjoyment.
“Oh God,” Raven moaned, her eyes finding Deidra’s, “that feels… Why- why are you so good at that?”
Unable to resist, Deidra smiled up at her and said, “I’m a prodigy, remember?”
“God, Tamara might have been right about that,” Raven said, then snorted, “or the twins are really good teachers.”
Maybe I really am good at this, Deidra thought, smiling, Raven’s the third person to tell me today… Oh God, I’ve slept with three people today!
While her cheeks did get a little red at that last bit, she probably wasn’t as ashamed of it as she should be, she thought. She couldn’t even blame it on the required rite of initiation because her aunt had offered to take her home, and she had wanted to stay. Her licentious actions were hers to own, and she thought she was okay with it. She couldn’t deny she was having fun and definitely didn’t want to stop now.
Maybe I have more in common with Aunt Debbie than I thought, Deidra thought, a little surprised when her joke had a ring of truth to it, maybe the kinky gene skipped Mom and ended up in me.
As mildly embarrassing as realizing she had already slept with three people and it was barely after noon was, she knew she couldn’t call it quits for the day after sleeping with Raven. Aunt Debbie had said she had twelve keys left to earn when they talked this morning, which would leave nine more. Even with the extra day, thanks to the holiday, that was still four keys a day. She’d have to sleep with at least one more woman today or risk having to play catch up tomorrow or the next day.
At least it’s not as bad as when Aunt Debbie went through the initiation, Deidra thought.
Deidra felt like she was neglecting Raven thinking about the next woman she would have to sleep with, so she returned her full attention to what she was doing. Listening to the sounds the woman was making, she fined tuned her technique. Although both were beautiful women, what Tamara and Raven wanted from her were nearly polar opposites. Tamara had wanted slow and sensual, while Raven urged her to go faster. More than happy to give her what she needed, Deidra soon had Raven rolling toward a climax.
“You are going to make me come,” Raven said, her words drawn out in a moan.
Her hand was on the back of Deidra’s head, her finger tightening in Deidra’s hair as her body reached its breaking point. Pushed to her limit by the flick of Deidra’s tongue, Raven let out a startled little cry as her body exploded with pleasure. Even though she had said it was about to happen, Raven still sounded surprised as the orgasm shook her. Rolling her eyes up, Deidra saw the wide-eyed look on Raven’s face, and she had to smile up at her.
“Jesus,” Raven said, with a little laugh, “the twins teach you that?”
Standing up, Deidra moved into her arms and said, “Most of it. I figured out some on my own.”
“And yesterday was your first time?” Raven asked, narrowing her eyes.
Laughing, Deidra said, “Yeah.”
“Then you really are a prodigy,” Raven said, putting her arms around Deidra’s neck and smiling at her.
“Glad I didn’t let you give me your key?” Deidra asked playfully.
“It probably would have been best if I had,” Raven said, kissing her, “especially now that I know what you can do. If only you had been a horrible kisser or no good at that…”
“Another reason why I’m trouble for the list?” Deidra teased.
“You have no idea,” Raven said, kissing her, “those eyes and that smile of yours will draw them in, but what you just did to me… Something like that will keep them coming back for more.”
“So you ARE glad I didn’t just take your key?” Deidra asked, the corners of her mouth turning up in a playful smile.
“Yeah,” Raven said, with a lingering kiss, “I’m glad. After that, it’d be hard not to be.”
“Good,” Deidra said, slipping out of Raven’s arms and stretched out on the bed. It wasn’t until the silk sheets touched her bare back that she remembered where she was. Being naked in her aunt’s bed started to weird her out, but luckily Raven crawled onto the bed and distracted her as she smiled down at her from her hands and knees. When Raven leaned in and kissed her deeply, Deidra completely stopped thinking about where she was again.
She shivered as Raven pressed the vibrating egg- Humpty Dumpty- against the side of her neck. Giggling, she broke the kiss as Raven moved it over her collar bone. Her breath caught in her throat as the toy found her nipple, and she shivered again. The strong vibrations broke her out in goosebumps, and her back arched off the bed as her nipple stiffened under the toy. Her eyes widened as a startled moan escaped her. She could feel the buzz of the vibrator all through her body, and she realized it would only get worse when Raven moved it lower. Or better, she thought. She bit her lip as Raven ran the toy into the valley between her small breasts, then down her taut stomach.
When the rubberized coating on the egg found her bud, Deidra gasped, and her body pulled away from it like it had shocked her. It was a knee-jerk reaction, the intense judder of the toy triggering her instinctual response to possible danger. She had known it was going to be intense, but she still hadn’t been ready for it. Raven pressed the toy against her tender flesh, firmly this time. Again, her nerve endings sent a message to her brain to move her hips away from the stimulation. Raven didn’t let her escape, and Deidra’s body quickly realized it didn’t want to.
“Whoa, that’s intense,” Deidra said, her eyes wide. Her cheeks were hot when Raven gave her an amused smile.
“Told you this little guy packs a punch,” Raven said, leaning in to kiss Deidra.
Deidra kissed her back as best she could, but the vibrator wasn’t making it easy. It felt so good, the sensation not just between her thighs but all over her body. She swore she could feel it in her fingertips. It wasn’t like anything she has ever experienced before.
Maybe sensing that Deidra was struggling or just ready to move on, Raven broke the kiss, only to press her lips to Deidra’s neck. Then again, lower on her collar bone. Taking her time, Raven explored Deidra’s young body with her lips and her free hand. Deidra had expected Raven to hold back after her hesitation downstairs, but she didn’t think the woman was treating her differently than any other lover. Her exploration of Deidra definitely didn’t feel restrained, her hands and lips eager as they tasted and teased every inch of her.
Deidra thought the woman was genuinely turned on by her body, in spite of saying she had never thought to sleep with a girl her age. The desire in her touch and the hunger in Raven’s eyes as they roamed over her supine form did almost as much for Deidra as the vibrator pressed against her bud. It was exciting, knowing she had managed to change Raven’s mind, that she had made the woman want her in spite of herself.
She was pulled back from her thoughts as the vibrator was pulled away from her bud, only to be replaced by the hot, wet wriggle of Raven’s tongue. The sensation was different but still had her hips moving with a mind of their own and her little cries of enjoyment filling the bedroom. Raven didn’t let up, kept the pleasure rolling through Deidra’s body until she was clutching at the covers and arching her back. Then suddenly, she stopped.
Propped up on her elbows, Deidra watched as the woman slipped two of her fingers into her mouth, pulling them out glistening with saliva. The vibrating egg was in her palm as she gently pressed her fingertips against the opening of Deidra’s vagina. Raven met Deidra’s eyes, a question in her own. Biting her lip, Deidra nodded, understanding what the woman was asking her without saying a word.
Then Raven’s fingers were inside of her, pushing a moan from her as they slipped deep. There were so many sensations for her young body to sort out, and they couldn’t separate one pleasure from the next. The egg was nestled against her introitus, held in place by Raven’s palm. The vibrations were hitting the nerve endings there but also traveling down Raven’s fingers. When Raven’s fingertips found the magic spot inside of her, the one she had discovered soon after taking her own virginity with a hairbrush, her back arched off the bed at the intensity of the pleasure. It was almost too much for her to take, but Raven wasn’t done yet. Raven lowered her mouth back to Deidra’s bud, the hot caress of her tongue making Deidra completely lose control.
Deidra hadn’t known her body could feel like this. The pleasure was relentless, inescapable. It washed over and through her in waves, battering her senses like a ship tossed by a stormy sea. She was at their mercy, could only hold on for dear life as those waves carried her further and further from herself. Along for the ride, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the lovely, if disorienting sensation.
Overwhelmed, it didn’t take long for her body to reach its threshold. Those waves of pleasure finally slammed her into the rocks of an orgasm, breaking her on their stones. The climax left her floating like so much flotsam and jetsam, wrecked in its passing. The waters finally calmed after the raging storm, and she drifted on these gentle currents. Eventually, they brought her back to her senses, and she opened her eyes to see Raven smiling at her.
“Humpty Dumpty is awesome,” she managed to husk.
Laughing, Raven leaned in and kissed her. It was a slow, lingering kiss, one that neither one of them was in any hurry to end. It did eventually end, and Raven said, “Better than your hairbrush?”
“Oh God, yeah,” Deidra said, making Raven laugh, “my hairbrush doesn’t vibrate.”
“You need an electric toothbrush for that,” Raven said, smiling when Deidra’s eyes got big, “I take it you haven’t discovered that trick yet.”
“That works?” Deidra asked.
“Not as well as this,” Raven said, holding up the toy, “but yeah. My mom always wondered how I went through so many batteries in mine. Finally bought one of the rechargeable kind.”
“Huh,” Deidra said, her curiosity piqued. She had an electric toothbrush, and she wanted to try it now. She had to know if it really worked.
“You are going to try it now, aren’t you?” Raven asked, amused.
“Well, yeah,” Deidra laughed.
Raven looked at her a long moment, then held out the egg. Smiling, she said, “You can have Humpty Dumpty if you don’t think you’ll get caught with him.”
“Seriously?” Deidra said, taking it, “are you sure?”
Shrugging, Raven said, “I have plenty of toys and can buy another one if I want.”
“I… Thanks,” Deidra said, looking at the buzzing toy in her hand.
“Like I said, it beats your toothbrush any day,” Raven said, locating the remote and handing it to Deidra, “just don’t get caught with it.”
“I won’t,” Deidra said, already thinking about hiding places for it. She also was thinking about her toothbrush, how she’d still have to try the trick even if Raven gave her Humpty Dumpty. For science, she thought, with a grin.
Raven stretched out on her back next to Deidra, holding out her arm so Deidra could move against her. She gave Deidra a tender kiss, said, “I’m glad you talked me into this.”
“You are okay with what we did?” Deidra asked.
Laughing, Raven said, “I think I’m supposed to ask YOU that.”
“I was always okay with it,” Deidra said, smiling at her playfully, “you are the one who took some convincing.”
Raven met her eyes for a long moment, then returned the smile and said, “Hearing you say that, I’m okay with it, too.”
“Good,” Deidra said, kissing her.
“I think you’ve earned your key if you want to go back downstairs…” Raven said, meeting her eyes. The look she gave Deidra suggested she wasn’t ready to go just yet.
Smiling, Deidra said, “Maybe in a little bit. I think we should play with Humpty Dumpty a bit more before you send him home with me. You might miss him if you don’t.”
“Say my goodbyes, huh?” Raven said, the corners of her mouth turning up in a playful smile.
“Exactly,” Deidra said, kissing her.
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Tracing the swirling lines of the tattoo on Raven’s arm, Deidra said, “I love this tattoo.”
“Thanks, Love,” Raven said, kissing her. She smiled as she said, “Funny story about that one. A girl about your age gave it to me.”
“What?” Deidra said, raising her eyebrows.
“My friend Emma who has done a bunch of my tattoos… her kid sister, Andrea, started hanging around the parlor,” Raven said, her smile widening, “when I saw the piece she put on Emma’s side, I was impressed enough to let her do one for me… I’m not going to lie, I was nervous because she is twelve, maybe thirteen years old. She’s got some serious raw talent, though. If her sister doesn’t hire her, I’m going to try to recruit her for my shop. Well, in five years or so when she is out of high school.”
The Notebook has always been my favorite story, Ebo….but this one may be overtaking it! I like the premise, the characters and the storyline potential – I really hope this one will continue for several more chapters! Thank you for this latest addition, what a wonderful surprise!
He does enjoy the crossover, I just hope he doesn’t go Marvel with Disney on us. I’m still not fond of this story but I enjoy the comments and the looping the stories together is a nice touch. Keep up the hard work Ebo.
Shared universe! I deeply appreciated the subtle crossover with Henna Tattoo at the end.
Yay, Ebo you legend, thank you for another chapter! Love your work.
De still has a fair bit of Bullshitting to do haha. I wonder how the weekend will end? Maybe a showdown between Sarah and De with each other? Who Knows?
Thanks for crossover, maybe not easy to write but keeps us thinking, nice touch, subtle:)
If you run into Addison and Bethany, could you say high to them from me, was a bummer I didn’t catch up with them last Christmas, I just had stuff going on.
Thanks again Ebo.
Since I am relatively new to this site, I will have to say you are a magician with words. I can easily envision this like being there. So happy to see it continue.
Hurray! You are such a dear for continuing this. I was beginning to worry that I’d never see a new chapter! I love the little crossover reference; Raven is a lot of fun! I hope I can look forward to chapter 6 soon!
More than one reference. Unless I’m very mistaken, a certain babysitter has finally made her appearance.
I love this story more and more, Ebo. Deidra just has something special, and it’s a great premise.
So much longer than the other chapters! Checking in and finding this really made my day! Unfortunately, it’s the end of my day, so I won’t be able to finish tonight, but it’s something to look forward to for tomorrow.
21 days, and still counting 😉 had to go back and re-read the one with the twins as a placeholder. I hope that things are coming together for the next chapter- cant wait!!
12th August 2021
LONG WEEKEND PART 5
Mireille says
Dearest Ebo,
Susy and I enjoyed very much your latest part of this super story. We read the other parts to remember the story and what Deidra had been doing. The twins were good to her and taught her a lot and how to enjoy making love with her own sex and it seemed that Deidra joined the society because of Kara and Kayla.
Then in the part two we find a big surprise which even gentle Susy had not remembered about, comments from Jen and Susy on June 30th 2017 and I think that is all I can say. I know you will understand.
We agree a lot with Deidra, saying that tribbing is a “weird” word and is shown by Tamara in part four what it means and by the time the VERY Long Weekend is over, she will be shown a lot more new things that girls can enjoy together. She is a very lucky thirteen year old girl and Susy says she is maybe the only one with hair down there and learning new things from everyone she meets. It is good that Deidra meets Sarah who is only a little bit older and she thinks that they will make love during the party but first she has a nice time with Raven who has lots of tattoos and puts them on people and Deidra thinks that she would like one as well. Ebo when I read about the studs in Raven’s lady bits I felt funny and do not think I would like that cos it would hurt a lot and Susy does not like it either but it suits Raven.. You make Raven a very nice girl and we think she could be the one with the tattoos in the new picture you put on the page and we imagined her to be playing with your Humpty Dumpty a nice little toy. Please write part 6 very soon.
I think that is all I will say except to tell everyone our good news. When the rules about the nasty covid bug were better Susy and I had our wedding. We had to cancel it two times and it was a super day and we were very happy although because it was in England it did rain. Then we had our honeymoon in Spain and enjoyed reading your latest story and started to read again the TBLC which is our favourite with Secret Admirer. Before coming back to Wilderbrook we went to my home in Belgium and stayed with my sister for a few days. That is all for now Ebo and we say hi to friends on the site and sorry to be missing for a time. To Fur. Are you now able to go back to the wonderful job? Love as always Miri and Susy. xx
My job never actually stopped and to be honest we were hoping to stay closed so we could actually catch up on work that hadn’t been done in a long time. It didn’t workout that way but I still got caught up on a huge amount of work because I wasn’t working with the public. Everything is back to normal now and we are having rendezvous this year.
I’m glad you got to have your wedding and I’m very glad you are both very happy. Hopefully things will continue to get back to normal but one can never know, only hope.
Thank you Fur for your good wishes.
Our wonderful wedding day was a long time coming which, in some ways made it even more special when it came.
Miri was overjoyed that we were at last able to wear the dresses she had made and we know we shall be very, very happy for the rest of our lives..
Lots of luck with the Rendezvous. S and Mx
After reading all of your stories avidly… I’m surprised I totally seemed to have missed this entire series. Overall it’s a fully amazing scenario and so fleshed out. I can almost feel out some interesting scenario s for Deidra and Sarah in the future for their key exchange. Potential resolvement with the Aunt later, and after the main story is done, more possible weekend stays with the aunt or possibly getting to go along with the her to unique “business trips” (actually for out of area Society parties).
For me, there’s always the “wishing I was Deidra” in aspects with this .. but aside from the aspects of being young again the aspects of finding your “bullshit”, as it were, just sounds so well done. Mainly because in my real life I’ve never been able to really interact well for flirting, recognition of it and all that. So this story hits me personally on all sorts of ways.
I hope you do keep on with this series till the end. Like I said I’m unsure how I missed it back when it first started. But I’m sure glad I saw it now. Thanks for writing!
I agree! I definitely want to see the whole weekend, and I’d love to see what Deidra does after.