Black Lingerie Chronicles, Part Twelve

Standing in her bedroom, Mindy chewed on her lip indecisively as she looked back and forth between the two outfits she had laid out for her date with Sarah Beason. After riffling through her closet and dresser all afternoon, she had narrowed it down to these two options: a pale blue dress that made her blue eyes shine like sapphires and her favorite pair of jeans.  The jeans were a bit dress down for a date, but she knew they hugged her young body in all the right places.

Undecided, she picked up her phone and called Erin.  She decided to wear whatever the blonde picked since she couldn’t seem to make up her own mind.

She was a little surprised when Ashley instead of Erin came on the phone, said, “Wear the jeans.”

“Ashley?” Mindy asked, holding the phone away from her ear to make sure she had dialed the right number.  She had called Erin’s number.

“Erin’s downstairs grabbing us snacks,” Ashley said, the smile plain in her voice, “made you think you called the wrong number, didn’t I?”

“Yeah,” Mindy said, laughing.  Thinking about the curious way the girl had answered the phone, she asked, “How did you know why I was calling?”

“Lucky guess,” Ashley said, in a way that suggested it was anything but a guess.

Mindy had to smile that her friends knew her so well and she asked, “Why the jeans?”

“You look great in them,” Ashley said, then said away from the phone, “Mindy.  Yeah, she finally called.”

“That Erin?” Mindy asked.

“Yeah. I’m putting you on speakerphone,” Ashley said, then the quality of her voice changed as she went on, “alright. So, Erin and I think you should wear the jeans.”

“You don’t even know the other option,” Mindy said.

“Pale blue dress? The one that really brings out the blue in your eyes?” Erin asked, making it sound like anything but a question.

“Alright, you two are freaking me out a little,” Mindy said, laughing.

“Anyway, you have to wear the jeans because we have the perfect top to go with them,” Ashley said.

“What top?” Mindy asked.

“You’ll see,” Erin said, taking the phone off speaker, “she should be at your door in about fifteen minutes, give or take.”

“She’s coming over?” Mindy said, her eyes widening in surprise.

“Yeah,” Erin said, then sighed, “I wish I could have come, too, but I just got roped into going grocery shopping with Dad.  Shouldn’t have gone downstairs.”

“Why is your dad grocery shopping? I thought your mom did all of that?” Mindy asked.

“She sprained her ankle a couple of days ago and has been milking it for all it’s worth,” Erin said, laughing, “apparently, Dad isn’t cut out to be a housewife. The pressure is getting to him.”

Mindy laughed and shook her head, said, “Poor guy.”

“Anyway, call me after your date with the details. Love you,” Erin said.

“Love you, too,” Mindy said, hanging up.

Tossing the phone on the bed, she looked at her two outfits and decided the girls were definitely right. The dress was cute but the jeans… They were cut like they had been designed just for her.  Stepping out of the yoga pants she had been wearing, Mindy wriggled into the jeans, buttoned them up. She went to her mirror, admired how the stretchy denim molded to her like a second skin, flattered her long legs and pert backside.

With one last lingering look at her reflection, Mindy left her bedroom going downstairs to wait for Ashley. Sitting on the couch, Mindy wondered what sort of top the redhead thought would be perfect to go with her jeans. The longer she had to wait, the more it started to feel a bit like Christmas. It had that same tingle of anticipation that came with seeing all those brightly wrapped presents under the tree.

Just when she couldn’t take any more waiting, the doorbell rang. Springing to her feet, Mindy rushed to the door. When she opened it, she found a grinning Ashley standing on the porch.  She gave the girl a hug, felt the backpack on her back.  Stepping aside to let her in, Mindy looked at the bag, wondering why Ashley needed it.

“What’s with the backpack? Couldn’t you just carry the shirt?” Mindy asked, closing the door.

“There might be a few other surprises in the here,” Ashley said, hooking her thumbs in the shoulder straps.

“What sort of surprises?” Mindy asked, intrigued.

“The surprising kind,” Ashley said, laughing when Mindy rolled her eyes, “come on. Let’s go upstairs.”

In her room, Mindy looked at the redhead expectantly. Grinning, Ashley slung the backpack from her shoulders and set it on the bed.  Working the zipper, Ashley pulled out a neatly folded shirt and handed it to Mindy. Mindy shook it out, saw it was a dark blue henley with gold piping around the collar. She recognized it immediately; it was Erin’s, and she loved it. She had threatened on more than one occasion to steal the top.  It made Mindy smile that Erin had remembered.

“Erin told me to tell you that you can ‘borrow’ the shirt, not have it,” Ashley said, seeing Mindy still eyeballing it.

“I’ll give it back… eventually,” Mindy said.

“Now I’m a little afraid to give you these,” Ashley said, pulling a pair of boots out of the bag, “I love these boots. Please don’t hold them hostage.”

Laughing, Mindy took them, said “I won’t… You and Erin… Did you plan all of this?”

“Plan is a strong word,” Ashley said, smiling at her, “we just want you to look your best on your date.”

Touched, Mindy said, “Thanks… For the boots and you know.”

“What are friends for, right?” Ashley said, favoring her with a warm smile.

“Right,” Mindy said, hugging the girl.

Squeezing her back, Ashley whispered in her ear, “Erin put something a little extra in there. We didn’t know if you’d need it, but just in case.”

Mindy let go of Ashley and gave her friend a curious look. Ashley held out the bag, and Mindy wondered what ‘something a little extra’ meant. Taking the bag, she looked inside. She snorted in surprise when she saw the lacy white bra, thong, and stockings in the bottom of the bag, shook her head and laughed.

“Um, I don’t think Sarah and I are ready for these, yet,” Mindy said, then added, “well she probably isn’t ready, anyway.”

“Erin told me you can keep those,” Ashley said, then playfully, “she also said she was a little jealous she doesn’t get to see you in them.”

Laughing, Mindy felt a little twinge of regret.  The lingerie brought back some fond memories of being with Ashley, Erin, and Natty.  If this thing with Beason worked out, she was going to miss fooling around with the girls, especially, if it took a while for Beason to be ready to take their relationship to that next level.  Mindy knew, like the rest of her friends, she was way ahead of the game in that department, and it could be months and maybe even years before Sarah caught up with her.

Poor Mr. Buttons is going to have his work cut out for him until she does, Mindy thought.

To Ashley, she said, “I need to call Erin later and thank her.”

Ashley favored her with a playful smile as she asked, “Are you going to let Beason see you in that?”

Laughing, Mindy said, “Um, that might raise a few questions I don’t have answers for. Well, answers that wouldn’t sound bat shit crazy, anyway.”

“What’s crazy about lingerie designed for a dead girl squirreled away in the back of Erin’s closet?” Ashley said, laughing.

“If Sarah and I ever… you know, I’ll revisit wearing it for her,” Mindy said, shaking her head.

“Are you going to try to sleep with her?” Ashley asked, her beautiful emerald eyes locking on Mindy’s.

Blushing, Mindy admitted, “I wouldn’t be against it, but I’m not going to push the idea on her.”

Ashley just looked at her a long moment, then a knowing smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, and she said, “You really like Beason, don’t you?”

“I… I think I could really like her, yeah,” Mindy admitted, her heart beating a little faster.

“Good,” Ashley said, smiling as she picked up her backpack, “because she really likes you.”

“She does?” Mindy said, her curiosity piqued, “how do you know?”

Shrugging into the bag, Ashley said, “Because she’s been blowing up Erin’s phone, asking about you.”

“Oh,” Mindy said, chewing on this bit of information.

“Anyway, I’ll let you finish getting ready. Call me later. I’ll need all the details,” Ashley said, heading for the door, “Love you.”

“Love you, too,” Mindy said, then she was alone.

Looking down at the lingerie on her bed, she needed to find somewhere to hide it before her parents came to check on her. Lifting her mattress, she stuffed them between the bed springs and the mattress. It wasn’t the best hiding spot, but it would do until she had time to find a better one. She smoothed the comforter back into place, took a step back and made sure nothing was out of place to draw attention to the bed. Perfect.

Her parents weren’t that nosy, probably trusted her more than they should. She doubted they would search her room but better safe than sorry. Her relationship with her babysitter had taught her that.  Her parents were still oblivious about her sleeping with Sarah, due in large part to her ability to cover her tracks.

Mindy pushed thoughts of her old babysitter out of her mind. Her feelings for Sarah were like a ball of tangled Christmas lights, and she just didn’t have the time to tug at them right now. That was one mess that would take a while to sort out.

Besides, there is another Sarah that deserves my attention, now, Mindy thought, pulling the t-shirt she wore up and off.

She slipped into Erin’s shirt, smiling because it smelled like Erin. Mindy sat on the bed to put on Ashley’s shoes.  Moving in front of her mirror, she thought the girls were right: this was the perfect outfit. Smiling, she said out loud, “And it only took all of our wardrobes to create it.”

Leaving her room, Mindy headed down the hall to the bathroom to brush her teeth.  As she put some toothpaste on her brush, her eyes went to the curling iron sitting on the sink.  She glanced at her reflection, then groaned. Plugging in the iron, she silently cursed Erin for showing her how to do her hair to make her look like Lindsay Lohan. While the iron heated up, she brushed her teeth.

Putting up her toothbrush, she picked up the iron. This was her third time doing it, and she was gradually getting good at it.  She really didn’t want to be good at it, wished she could go back to being happy with her straight hair, but all the compliments from school were going to her head.  She was surprised to learn she kind of craved the attention. It had been a bit of a revelation for her.

As she used the iron to put some curls in her hair, Mindy thought, I just want Sarah to look at me the way she did at the party, again.

When she had her hair the way she wanted it, she unplugged the iron, started to turn away from the sink. Seeing the bottle of her mother’s perfume, she hesitated. After a second, she gave in and grabbed it. She put just a single dab of the vanilla scented liquid on her neck. Screwing the lid back on, she wondered if Sarah would even get close enough to smell it. Mindy had her fingers crossed the girl would.

Meeting her eyes in the mirror, she reminded herself, “Let her make the first move.”

Ready, she headed downstairs to find her mother. The woman glanced away from the TV as Mindy walked into the room. Her eyes widened some when she saw Mindy’s hair and Mindy smiled. She always got the same reaction from her parents when she styled her hair like this. It looked like something akin to pride mixed with mild terror. Mindy could almost see the thoughts of boys and dating going through her mother’s mind. She had the feeling The Talk was in her very near future.

Too late, Mom, Mindy thought, with an inward grin, I needed that talk years ago. Well, not the part about boys. There is some good news for you, Mom.

“I’m still not used to the hair,” her mother said, turning off the TV.

“You don’t like it?” Mindy asked.

“Oh, you look beautiful, honey. It’s not that,” she said, getting up, “you just look so… grown up. When did that happen?”

“You know I’m going to be a teenager in a month or so, right?” Mindy said, laughing.

“Oh, I know,” her mother said, shaking her head, “am I ready…that’s another story.”

“Hey,” Mindy said, pretending to be offended.

“We need to figure out what to do for your party,” her mother said, grabbing her coat, “I guess you’ve outgrown clowns and bouncy castles.”

Laughing, Mindy said, “Yeah.”

“Well, think about what you want to do.”

“I will,” Mindy said, following her mother out to the car.

It was a short drive to Sarah’s, and they rode in a comfortable silence. When they pulled up in front of Sarah’s place, Mindy hopped out and walked up to the door, rang the bell. The door was opened by Sarah’s father, and Mindy’s heart started beating a little faster. She didn’t know what to say to the man, couldn’t very well say, Hello, Mr. Beason. I’m here to take out your daughter.

Luckily, Sarah appeared in the door next to him before Mindy had to say anything. Mindy’s eyes widened when she saw the girl, and she simply said, “Oh.”

Sarah’s father laughed and put an arm around his daughter, said, “Yeah, that was my reaction, too. Can’t remember the last time I saw her in a dress.”

Sarah was indeed in a dress- a pale yellow one- her knees bare for the world to see. Mindy drank her in, thought she looked amazing. She wanted to tell her, but she wasn’t sure it would come out right. She didn’t want to tip Sarah’s father off that this wasn’t a simple trip to the mall but a date. Mindy could only hope the girl saw her approval in her smile.

“Dad,” Sarah said, embarrassed. She squirmed free of his arm.

Looking closer, Mindy realized she recognized the dress. It was Erin’s. Mindy wanted to laugh, thinking her friends were going out of their way to make tonight special.

Mindy realized Sarah’s dad was staring at her, a faint frown tugging at the corners of his mouth. She started to panic, thought the man had sussed out what she and his daughter were up to, somehow. The frown became an amused smile, and he asked, “Anyone ever tell you that you look like Lindsay Lohan?”

Sarah snorted, started laughing, and Mindy blushed.

“All the time,” Sarah said, stepping out of the house, “we’ll be home by ten. Bye.”

“Bye,” he said.

Mindy said, in a low voice as they walked to the car, “You look amazing.”

“You, too,” Sarah said, then added, “That’s Erin’s shirt, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, and that’s her dress,” Mindy said, laughing.

Pausing outside the car, Sarah said,“Erin called me up out of the blue and told me she had the perfect outfit for our date.”

“Yeah, me too,” Mindy said, laughing.

A playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, Sarah said, “I think she was right.”

Winking at her, Mindy said, “So do I.”

They got in the car before Mindy’s mom wondered why they were standing around outside, piling into the backseat. Her mother gave them a curious look, probably wondering why they were both in the back. Shrugging, she pulled the car away from the curb and headed for the mall. Mindy glanced at Sarah, and the girl made a face that suggested she had noticed the look, too.

Sarah cleared her throat and said, “Um, thanks, Mrs. Cross, for taking us to the mall.”

“You are welcome, Sarah,” Mindy’s mother said, smiling at the girl in the rear view mirror, “You look very nice today.”

“Thanks, ma’am,” Sarah said.

Mindy’s mother turned up the stereo, returning her attention to the road. Mindy leaned closer, said, “I should have sat up front.”

Smiling at her, Sarah said, “Yeah.”

It was a short drive to the mall. Pulling up to the main entrance, her mother said, “Alright, ladies. I’ll be back at ten to pick you up. Give me a call if you are ready to come home earlier than that.”

Opening her door, Mindy said, “Okay. Thanks, Mom.”

They got out and waved to Mindy’s mother as she pulled away. Alone, they glanced at each other, unsure what to do next. Since they couldn’t just stand around outside, Mindy said, “Um, want to grab something to eat before the movie?”

“Okay,” Sarah said, chewing on her lip nervously, “do you… I mean… How do you want to do this?”

“Do this?” Mindy parroted, raising her eyebrows.

“A lot of people we know are going to be in there,” Sarah said, looking around, “a lot of kids from both of our schools.”

Mindy thought she knew what Sarah was getting at. With a sympathetic smile, she said, “My cover is already blown. None of my former classmates would be all that surprised to see me holding hands with a girl. The girls from Brimm’s might be a little surprised, I guess… Assuming the rumors about my babysitter and me haven’t made it there yet, that is. So, I suppose I should be asking YOU- how do you want to do this? You are the one with something to lose.”

“You aren’t worried about the girls at your new school finding out?” Sarah asked, meeting Mindy’s eyes.

“Not really,” Mindy said, a little surprised it was the truth.

“Huh,” Sarah said, lost in thought.

“It’s okay if you aren’t ready,” Mindy said, smiling warmly at her.

“It’s just… It’s a little scary, you know,” Sarah said, looking at the big glass doors to the mall, “no one but you knows. Well, I guess Ashley and Erin do, too. It was weird coming out to them. We’ve been friends forever, but it was still weird.”

“Is that why you stopped hanging out with them?” Mindy asked, seeing from Sarah’s reaction that it was, “You were embarrassed, maybe afraid to slip up and let the cat out of the bag?”

“Yeah,” Sarah said, relaxing some. She favored Mindy with a warm smile, said, “I guess you understand exactly what I was going through.”

“Not exactly,” Mindy said, shrugging, “but you underestimated Erin and Ashley. You could have told them, and they would have accepted it. Probably even before…”

“Before what?” Sarah asked.

Blushing, Mindy wished those three words hadn’t slipped out. She was about to say ‘probably even before Natty’. She had meant that Erin and Ashley were the best friends a girl could ask for and would have accepted Sarah with open arms even before dabbling in the sapphic arts themselves.

“Um, let’s forget about that for now,” Mindy said, hoping Sarah would let it go, “I only meant Erin and Ashley are… Well, they are the best friends I’ve ever had. I’m sure they would have understood if you talked to them about it.”

Smiling sheepishly, Sarah said, “Yeah, Erin said the same thing. Kind of made me feel guilty about not telling her.”

“Like you said, it’s scary letting people know,” Mindy said, putting her hand on Sarah’s shoulder, “even friends.”

“It felt so good to finally tell them,” Sarah said, with a nervous little laugh, “I felt as light as a feather. A load off my shoulders. You know what I mean?”

“Yeah,” Mindy said, nodding.

Sarah glanced at the mall, again. When she looked at Mindy, she asked, “Can we take a walk before we go in? Give me a chance to work up the courage.”

“Sure,” Mindy said, smiling at her, “where are we going?”

“There is a little park that way,” Sarah said, pointing, “we can sit in the gazebo and talk.”

“Okay,” Mindy said.

They started walking across the parking lot to the street that led to the park. For this late in the year, the weather was pleasantly warm, so they were comfortable as they strolled along. They walked close to each other and Mindy had to resist the urge to put her arm around the girl’s waist. It was about a twenty-minute walk, and they passed it making small talk about school.

Turning into the park, Mindy let Sarah lead her to the gazebo. She had never been here before, found herself looking around at the beauty of the place. She gasped when she saw the gazebo, painted white and immaculately kept. The wooden structure with its intricately carved pillars and lattice work was ringed with dogwoods. The trees were bare now with winter coming, but Mindy thought this place must be beautiful when the dogwoods were in bloom.

“In the spring, when the flowers are in bloom, this place in almost magical. Like something out of a fairytale,” Sarah said, as if she were reading Mindy’s mind.

“It’s beautiful,” Mindy said, smiling at her, “how do you know about this place?”

“I come here sometimes,” Sarah said, shrugging, “when I need to get away for a minute.”

Nodding, Mindy said, “I have a place like that. There is this abandoned cabin in the woods behind my house. I go there when I just want to be alone.”

“Yeah,” Sarah said, smiling at her. Inclining her head toward the gazebo, she said, “Come on.”

They sat on the slatted wooden bench, facing each other. Sarah caught Mindy off guard by kissing her. She recovered quickly, though, kissing the girl back. Like it had at the party, the kiss deepened in a hurry and Mindy started responding to the girl. She had to remind herself not to start pawing at the girl’s clothes.

Pulling back, Sarah gave Mindy a shy, slightly embarrassed smile, said, “Sorry. I’ve wanted to do that again ever since the party.”

“No need to apologize,” Mindy said, stealing another kiss.

Sarah’s eyes flashed at Mindy, and she bit her lower lip in a way that Mindy found incredibly sexy. She just looked at Mindy for a long second, then smiled, said, “I like kissing you.”

“Good,” Mindy said, returning the smile with one of her own, “because I want to kiss you, again.”

Giggling, Sarah kissed Mindy, the caress of her tongue teasing Mindy’s into her mouth. The kiss lingered a while, neither girl in any hurry to let it end. Mindy’s heart was racing by the time their lips finally parted, and she wanted the girl so bad. It was getting harder and harder to behave herself.

I don’t want to scare her off, Mindy reminded herself, taking a deep breath, let her make the first move.

“Um, I’m not sure how this works,” Sarah said, tucking her hair behind her ear shyly, “Are you… I mean am I… Are we… Girlfriends?”

Mindy offered the girl her hand. Sarah looked at it a second, then grinned at Mindy and took it. Smiling at her, Mindy said, “I don’t know how it works, either, but I think I’d like to be your girlfriend.”

“Yeah?” Sarah asked, meeting Mindy’s eyes.

“Yeah,” Mindy said, kissing her.

“Okay,” Sarah said, then laughed, “Um, now what do we do?”

“I don’t know,” Mindy said, laughing, too, “you are my first girlfriend, too.”

“What about your babysitter?” Sarah asked, then blushed. She looked like she regretted saying it as soon as it was out of her mouth.

“Sarah wasn’t my girlfriend,” Mindy said, which was the truth. She really didn’t know what her babysitter had been, but she hadn’t been Mindy’s girlfriend. Lover, sure, but not girlfriend.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought her up,” Sarah said.

“It’s okay,” Mindy said, smiling reassuringly at her, “we’ll probably have to talk about her sometime. Not right now though, okay?”

“Okay,” Sarah said.

“How about you? Any other girlfriends I should know about?” Mindy asked, playfully.

Laughing, Sarah said, “No.”

“Boyfriends?” Mindy asked.

“Um, I kissed Kenny Hayward on dare, once,” Sarah said.

“Really?” Mindy asked, laughing.

“Yeah. You are a much better kisser, though,” Sarah said, kissing her.

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Flopping on her bed, Mindy grinned up at the ceiling. She had just dropped Sarah off at her house, walking her to the door. She had wanted to steal one more kiss before the girl disappeared inside but didn’t. Her mother had been watching from the car, so she couldn’t risk it. Now, in her bedroom, she couldn’t stop smiling, thinking about her date with Sarah.

They had stayed at the park, getting to know each other better and kissing under the gazebo, until the sun started to sink lower in the sky and the temperature followed it. The chilly air drove them back to the mall, walking hand in hand down the street. Mindy figured Sarah would let go of her hand when they got close to the mall, but she didn’t. Whatever reservations the girl had had, she was over them. They had walked through the mall, unfazed by the occasional odd look from their fellow shoppers.

It was one of the scariest and most exhilarating things she had ever done. Holding hands with Sarah was a confirmation of all the rumors swirling around about her, but also a huge middle finger in the air to those mean kids who had spread them. She liked holding hands with Sarah, liked kissing her and she didn’t care who saw her. Her heart would beat a little faster ever time she recognized one of the girls from Brimm’s, but she didn’t want to let go of Sarah.

Pulling out her phone, Mindy texted Sarah: Want to come over tomorrow?

Sarah sent back: Miss me already? 🙂

Mindy smiled, sent: Yeah

Her phone rang and it was Sarah. Smiling, Mindy answered it, “Hey.”

“Hey, yourself. God, I was going to call and tell you what happened when I got home,” Sarah said, laughing.

“What?” Mindy asked.

“Mom asked me how the movie was and I panicked. I mean froze up, stammered it was okay. My heart was racing and I was sure I was busted,” Sarah said.

“What happened? Are you in trouble?” Mindy said, concerned. She really wanted to see the girl tomorrow.

“No,” the girl said, letting out an audible sigh of relief, “I lucked out; Mom was distracted by the TV. I was able to get out of there before I could get myself in trouble.”

“Close,” Mindy said, laughing, “maybe next time we should actually see the movie.”

“The new Guardians of the Galaxy movie is coming out this Friday, if you want to go see it,” Sarah said.

Mindy suddenly knew how Sarah had felt when her mother asked how was the movie. She froze, thinking she was supposed to spend Friday and maybe Saturday with her old babysitter. Her face red, Mindy stammered, “Um, I-I can’t. Not this weekend.”

“Next weekend, then?” Sarah asked, hesitantly. Mindy could almost see her frowning.

“It’s a date,” Mindy said, feeling like an asshole. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell Beason about seeing her babysitter next weekend. She hesitated, afraid the news would kill off this budding romance before it had a chance to flower into something beautiful. Mindy really thought it could become something beautiful.

“A date,” Sarah said, relaxing, “our second.”

“Maybe third,” Mindy said, trying to shake off her guilt before Sarah picked up on it, “if you want to come over tomorrow.”

“I’ll have to ask my parents, but I’d like to,” Sarah said.

“Actually, I need to ask mine, too,” Mindy said, laughing, “I might have gotten ahead of myself on the invite.”

“Go ask your parents, then call me back,” Sarah said, laughing.

“Alright. I’ll call you back in a minute,” Mindy said

“Bye,” Sarah said, hanging up.

Mindy tossed her phone aside, then took a minute to put on her game face. With a deep breath, she headed downstairs, found her mother in the kitchen at the center island, pouring through a mound of paperwork. She relaxed some, knew the woman was thoroughly distracted. She could ask to borrow the car and her mother would probably agree when she was involved in her work like this.

“Can Sarah come over tomorrow?” Mindy asked, leaning against the island.

“I don’t see why not, if it is okay with her parents,” her mother said, not pausing to look up.

Well, that was painless, Mindy thought, grinning as she ran upstairs to call Sarah back.

Sarah answered on the first ring, asked excitedly, “Well? Am I allowed?”

“Yeah,” Mindy said, laughing, “Mom was working. I could have asked her if I could go skydiving and she would have just nodded.”

“Must be nice having distracted parents,” Sarah said, amused.

“It has its moments,” Mindy admitted.

“Stay on the line. I’m going to go ask,” Sarah said, then there was a muffled thump.

Smiling, Mindy pictured the girl running to ask her parents if she could come over. She crossed her fingers, hoping Sarah had good news when she returned. It seemed to take forever for the girl to come back on the line, the wait torture.

“She said yes!” Sarah said, excitedly.

Mindy had to smile; the girl sounded as excited about tomorrow as she felt. It was a funny little thing, but she really did miss her already. Missed Sarah’s smile, the way Sarah looked at her, definitely missed kissing her. When their lips met, it gave her butterflies in her stomach, something she had never felt before, not even with her babysitter or her trio of friends. Truthfully, she has never felt anything quite like it. There was just something about Sarah Beason.

God, I’ve got it bad for the girl, Mindy thought, smiling. The simple attraction she had felt for Sarah was rapidly developing into something more, something much deeper.

A part of her had hoped the date would be a flop, that she could put Beason out of her mind and go guilt-free to her babysitter. It would have been easier if that had happened, but it hadn’t. The time with Sarah under the gazebo, then walking hand-in-hand at the mall had only confirmed what Mindy had suspected ever since the party: She wanted to be with Sarah.

“Sweet!” Mindy said, her own excitement creeping into her voice.

“If I’m coming over tomorrow, I have to write a research paper tonight. I’ve got to go,” Sarah said.

“Okay,” Mindy said, then couldn’t help adding, “if you get done early, you can call me.”

“I’ll try. Bye,” Sarah said, the smile on her face plain in her voice.

“Bye,” Mindy said, hanging up. Flopping on to her back, she smiled up at the ceiling, said, “Sarah is coming over!”

A second later, she sprang to her feet, said, “Shit! Sarah is coming over!”

Looking around her bedroom, she groaned. The place was a mess, clothes all over the place. Mindy shook her head, said out loud, “This is going to take awhile.”

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Sitting on the couch in her living room, Mindy waited impatiently. Sarah had called a few minutes ago, said she was on her way over. It was probably a fifteen-minute walk, so Mindy still had ten minutes or so to wait to see her girlfriend.

“My girlfriend,” Mindy whispered. It just rolled off her tongue, felt good to say. Smiling she said it again, “My girlfriend, Sarah Beason.”

The chime of the doorbell made Mindy jump to her feet and she ran to the door. She glanced through the peephole, saw Sarah standing on the porch. Taking a second to compose herself, Mindy opened the door. She smiled at Sarah, drinking the girl in. Sarah was back in her typical attire- baggy jeans and a Slayer t-shirt, her lustrous brown hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. The girl favored Mindy with a lopsided grin that made Mindy’s heart skip a beat. Mindy wanted to kiss her so bad.

“Hi,” Sarah said.

“Hi,” Mindy said, stepping aside so she could come inside. She took the girl’s hand, leading her to the stairs. As they headed up, she called over her shoulder, “Sarah’s here! We are going upstairs!”

Her girlfriend in tow, Mindy hurried up to her room. They barely made it into Mindy’s bedroom and closed the door, before their lips met. It lingered a moment, then they pulled back to look at each other, laughing at their eagerness.

“Wow,” Sarah said, still laughing.

“I missed you,” Mindy said.

“Me, too,” Sarah said, looking around Mindy’s room. Her eyes widened when she saw the Pantera poster on the wall. Grinning, she said, “I have this poster, too.”

“Yeah?” Mindy asked.

“Yeah,” Sarah said, still looking around, “I like your bedroom. Reminds me a lot of mine.”

“So… What do you want to do today?” Mindy asked.

“I thought you had something planned,” Sarah said, looking at Mindy.

“Um, not really,” Mindy said, sheepishly, “I just wanted to see you.”

Laughing, Sarah gave her a kiss, said, “We’ll figure something out.”

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“Sarah, honey,” Mindy’s mother said, poking her head into the room, “it’s getting late. Do you want me to give you a ride home or are you staying the night?

Sarah glanced at Mindy, her eyes widening in surprise.

Mindy turned to her mother, asked, “Is it okay if she stays?”

“If it’s okay with her parents. I’ll be downstairs,” her mother said, then she closed the door.

“Stay the night?” Sarah asked, then laughed, “she has no idea, then?”

“No idea,” Mindy said, smiling at her, “Do you want to? Stay the night?”

“You mean, sleep on the couch?” Sarah asked, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

“Not exactly,” Mindy said, laughing.

Sarah looked at her a long moment, then pulled her phone out of her back pocket and called her mom, “Um, hi Mom. Can I stay the night here… It’s okay with her… No, you don’t need to bring me anything… I love you, too. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Hanging up, Sarah smiled at Mindy, said, “I guess my mom is clueless, too.”

“They’ll probably figure it out eventually,” Mindy said, kissing her, “best enjoy it while we can.”

“What did you have in mind?” Sarah asked, playfully.

Oh, I don’t think you are ready for what I have in mind, Mindy thought, her heart beating a little faster at all the things she and Sarah could do in her bed tonight.

Winking, she said, “I’ll go tell Mom you are staying.”

“Um, I told my mom not to bring me anything,” Sarah said, looking down at herself, “do you have something I can sleep in?”

“We’ll find something,” Mindy said, then laughed, “or maybe not. Let you sleep naked.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Sarah said, giving her a look.

“Well, yeah,” Mindy said, making the girl blush, “don’t worry. I have some shorts and a shirt you can borrow.”

Mindy headed downstairs, found her mother in the living room. The woman looked up from her Ipad when Mindy came into her field of view. She put the tablet aside, patted the couch cushion beside her.

Shrugging, Mindy sat down.

“Sarah staying the night?” Her mother asked.

“Yeah,” Mindy said.

“Good,” the woman said, smiling at her, “I’m glad you are finally making friends. A change of schools has been good for you.”

Mindy nodded, said, “I like Brimm’s better than my old school.”

“Sarah used to go to your old school, didn’t she?”

“Yeah,” Mindy said, curious about this line of questioning.

Her mother must have caught the look in her eye because she smiled and said, “Relax, Sweetie. Just trying to touch base with you. Work keeps me up to my eyeballs, so…”

“Sarah’s upstairs,” Mindy said, glancing at the stairs.

“Okay,” her mother said, sounding sad.

Mindy got up, started around the couch, then hesitated. Turning back, she said, “Maybe we can get some Chinese food one night this week. A little mother-daughter time.”

Her mother smiled brightly at her, said, “Let’s do that.”

“Love you,” Mindy said.

“Love you, too,” her mother said, picking up her Ipad.

Mindy headed back upstairs, wondering what that had been about.

Back in her room, she went to her dresser, got Sarah a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Sitting on the bed, she handed them to Sarah. She watched as Sarah stepped out of her shoes, unbuttoned her jeans. Realizing Mindy was watching, Sarah laughed and waved her off. Sighing theatrically, Mindy turned away, giving the girl some privacy to change. She had to resist the urge to sneak a peak.

With nothing better to do, she looked around her room. Mindy tried to remember the last time it was this clean. She had even wiped down her mirror, cringing at how dirty the paper towel had been. Her eyes went to the mirror and her breath caught in her throat when she realized she could see Sarah’s reflection. She knew she should look away, but she couldn’t as Sarah shimmied out of her jeans, working the denim down her lovely legs. Mindy’s heart was racing as Sarah pulled her long sleeved Slayer shirt up and off.

God, she is perfect, Mindy thought, drinking in Sarah standing there in just her bra and panties. There wasn’t a thing she didn’t like about her; from her long, graceful legs to her high, round backside to her flat, sexy stomach to her small, up-swept breasts. Swallowing hard, Mindy thought, Those baggy jeans and heavy metal t-shirts hid a sneaky hot body.

Sarah reach back, releasing the catches on her bra. Mindy’s eyes widened as the girl slipped out of it, tossing it on the floor. She finally managed to look away, but not before the image of Sarah standing naked save for a pair little panties. It was a vision she’d not soon forget, one that would surely haunt her fantasies for many nights to come.

A minute or so later, Sarah said, “It’s okay. You can turn around now.”

Mindy did, saw Sarah now dressed for bed. She cleared her throat, asked, “Everything fit okay?”

“Perfect,” Sarah said, looking down at herself, “we wear the same size.”

“You should wear shorts more,” Mindy said, smiling at her, “you have great legs.”

“Thanks,” Sarah said, laughing. She came over to where Mindy sat, gave her a kiss. Smiling, she said, “Get ready for bed. We can turn out the lights and make out some.”

“I like how you think,” Mindy said.

Standing up, she undid her jeans, wriggling out of them. She caught Sarah turn away, only to sneak a peak. Laughing, she said, “You don’t have to turn away. I’m not shy.”

Sarah glanced back as Mindy pulled her shirt up and over her head. Her eyes were hot on Mindy’s body, her gaze like a caress on her skin. Mindy shivered, liking the way Sarah was looking at her. Curious to see how the girl would react, Mindy released the clasps to her bra, let it fall to the floor. Sarah gasped, her eyes widening. She just stared at Mindy’s bare breasts a couple of heartbeats, then recovered some, looked away. Her face was red, but Mindy didn’t know if she was embarrassed or flushed with excitement. She thought it might be the latter.

Laughing, Mindy went to her dresser, found a t-shirt. Slipping into it, she said, “You can turn around.”

Sarah did, laughing when she saw Mindy. Shaking her head, she said, “I guess you really aren’t shy.”

“What? This is how I sleep,” Mindy said, grinning playfully at her. She went to Sarah, gave her a quick kiss before flopping on the bed. She shivered when she felt Sarah looking at her. Smiling, she thought her little sleepwear stunt had worked, put some carnal thoughts in Sarah’s head.

Sarah joined her on the bed and Mindy turned out the light. In the dark, she turned toward Sarah, moving close. Their lips met in a slow, lingering kiss. When it finally ended, Sarah turned and snuggled against Mindy, so that they were belly to back. Mindy put her arm around Sarah, pulled her even closer.

Sighing happily, Sarah said, “This is nice.”

“Yeah,” Mindy agreed, kissing her neck just behind her ear.

Sighing, Sarah said, “That tickles.”

“Goodnight, Sarah,” Mindy said.

“Goodnight, Mindy.”

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“I want to show you something,” Mindy said, after they had put their breakfast dishes up in the sink.

“What?” Sarah asked. Her hair was still damp from her shower, and she was back in her jeans and Slayer shirt. Mindy thought she looked cute.

“Remembering the cabin in the woods I told you about?” Mindy asked, as they headed back upstairs to Mindy’s room.

“The one you go to to be alone?” Sarah said.

“Yeah,” Mindy said, nodding. Pausing outside her room, Mindy said, “You showed me your gazebo in the park; I want to show you my cabin in the woods.”

“Okay,” Sarah said, smiling, “I like walking in the woods, anyway. Peaceful.”

“It is,” Mindy agreed.

Sarah would be okay with her long sleeved shirt, but Mindy needed to grab a light jacket before they left. Dressed for the fall weather, they headed downstairs and out the back door. Mindy’s backyard butted up against a stand of pine, oak and hickory trees. Finding the old deer trail, Mindy led them through the towering trees. Once they made it out of range of prying eyes, Sarah took Mindy’s hand.

“It’s so beautiful here,” Sarah said, looking around the woods. She was smiling when she looked back at Mindy.

“Yeah,” Mindy agreed.

“How far is it to the cabin?” Sarah asked.

“It’s about a twenty-minute walk,” Mindy said.

“That far?” Sarah asked, raising her eyebrows, “how did you find it?”

“Just exploring when I was younger,” Mindy said, sighing, “Mom and Dad were always working, too busy to spend much time with me. So, I wandered these woods.”

Sarah moved closer to Mindy, put an arm around her waist, said, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Mindy said, smiling at her, “I found a lot of cool things in these woods. There are a bunch of summer homes a mile or so south of the cabin; a large, stream fed pond that feels so good in the summer time; even a bunch of caves I haven’t worked up the courage to explore.”

Smiling at Mindy, Sarah said, “Maybe we can explore them together.”

“Maybe,” Mindy said, then laughed when Sarah gave her a look, “it’s not you. These caves are creepy as hell.”

“I’ll protect you,” Sarah said, squeezing Mindy a little tighter.

Mindy gave her a kiss, smiling. Amused, she had a mental image of Sarah in medieval armor, brandishing a sword and shield in her honor. She had never thought of herself as a fair maiden in need of rescuing, but she kind of liked the idea of having a knight in shining armor.

They walked in a comfortable silence for a while, just enjoying the closeness of their bodies and the beautiful scenery around them. Only when the cabin came into view, did Sarah finally break it, said, “That your cabin?”

Laughing, Mindy said, “I know it doesn’t look like much from the outside.”

“No, not much,” Sarah agreed.

“Come on. Let me show you the inside,” Mindy said.

They walked up the creaking steps, pulled the door on its protesting hinges open and stepped inside. Inside, the cabin was night and day from its run down exterior. It had five main rooms- three bedrooms, a bathroom, and a kitchen/living room area.

“Wow,” Sarah said, looking around, “I thought it would be in worse shape.”

“It was. I cleaned it up when I first started coming here,” Mindy said, remembering all the work that had gone into clearing out the leaves and cobwebs, “I’ve been keeping it clean ever since. Well, clean-ish.”

“Do you still come here?” Sarah asked, wandering into the kitchen/living room area.

“Sometimes,” Mindy said, following her, “not as much since I met Erin, Ashley, and Natty.”

“Natty?” Sarah asked, looking at Mindy.

“My friend,” Mindy said, then added, “she lives in another state.”

That wasn’t a lie. Natty is in an entirely different state of being, dead but still around,, Mindy thought. As long as Sarah doesn’t ask which state, she wouldn’t have to lie.

“The blonde on your Facebook page? With the 50’s haircut?” Sarah asked.

“Yeah, that’s Natty,” Mindy said, smiling, “you’ve been to my Facebook page?”

“Yeah,” Sarah said, sheepishly, “after the party. I… I just wanted to see you, again.”

Mindy’s heart stopped for a second, then remembered to beat, again. Only, it was beating way too fast. She went to the girl, gave her a lingering kiss, which left them both breathing heavy. Pulling back from it, Mindy smiled warmly at the girl, took her hand.

They walked through the rest of the cabin. When they made it to the largest bedroom, Sarah frowned, said, “That mattress looks… New. Way too new compared to the rest of the furniture.”

Blushing, Mindy said, “Um, it is.”

Sarah glanced at her, then raised her eyebrows when she saw Mindy’s red cheeks. Sarah glanced at the mattress, then back at Mindy. Mindy saw her working it out, and her face got even hotter. Sarah looked at her a long moment, then asked, “Did you bring this mattress out here?”

“Um…yeah,” Mindy said, which was true. She had had help, but Sarah didn’t need to know that if it could be helped.

“Why? Do you sleep out here sometimes?” Sarah asked, looking back at the mattress.

“Not exactly,” Mindy said, holding her breath to see if the girl would guess what the alternative was.

“What do you mean, not exactly?” Sarah asked, then suddenly gasped as it dawned on her, “Oh!”

Mindy looked at her, curious to see how Sarah would react. She tried not to laugh when it was the girl’s turn to blush, failed. Sarah look of surprise was just too priceless.

Rubbing her neck nervously, Sarah asked, “Is that… Is that why you wanted to come here?”

“I just wanted to show you the cabin,” Mindy said, smiling at her, “you showed me your gazebo- your quiet spot. This is mine.”

“Oh,” Sarah said, sounding curiously disappointed.

Meeting her eyes, Mindy gave her a measuring look, said, “I wouldn’t be against the idea, if you wanted to, though.”

“I…Well…” Sarah said, then laughed self-consciously, “the thought crossed my mind.”

“Yeah?” Mindy asked, smiling.

“Yeah,” Sarah said, nervously, “it crossed my mind a whole bunch of times last night.”

Mindy’s smiled widened, and she said, “Mine, too. You have no idea how hard it was for me to behave with you in my bed.”

Her voice a little shaky, Sarah said, “I would have said yes if you asked last night.”

“Just last night? What about now?” Mindy asked, moving against the girl.

Sarah inhaled sharply, her beautiful eyes widening some. She met Mindy’s eyes, and Mindy’s heart started beating faster when she saw the desire in them. Some fear, but mostly desire.

Sarah swallowed hard, said, “Um, I… You’ll have to show me how.”

Still holding the girl’s gaze, Mindy asked, “Are you sure? I’m not rushing you into anything. It doesn’t have to be today. When you are ready.”

“You’d wait for me?” Sarah asked, smiling affectionately at Mindy.

“It wouldn’t be easy,” Mindy said, playfully.

Sarah laughed, then kissed Mindy deeply. Pulling back, she met Mindy’s eyes, said, “That’s sweet, but I don’t want to wait.”

“Are you sure?” Mindy asked, her heart knocking around her breast.

Mindy could hardly believe this was happening already. She had expected to be putting some miles on the dildo Ashley had bought her and abusing poor Mr. Buttons for a while to come. The look in Sarah’s eyes said she had been wrong in that assumption.

“You are going to have to be patient with me,” Sarah said, with a smile that stole Mindy’s breath away. It was sexy and a little shy, nervous but excited.

“I will,” Mindy said, meaning it. She would go as slow the girl needed, wanted her first time to be magical.

“Then I’m sure,” Sarah said, giving Mindy a toe curling kiss that removed any doubt Mindy might have about the girl being ready. She could feel Sarah’s excitement, her desire in the caress of her tongue, in the eager way Sarah’s body pressed against her own.

Without breaking the kiss, they shuffled to the mattress, stretching out on their sides, facing each other. Sarah inhaled sharply when Mindy’s hand slid up her flank and cupped her breast, but she didn’t tell Mindy to stop. Mindy felt Sarah’s nipple stiffen, used her thumb to tease it through the thin cotton of Sarah’s shirt. Moaning into the kiss, Sarah pressed her breast into Mindy’s hand eagerly. Sarah’s hand roamed over Mindy’s back, down to grab her buttocks.

Passion welled up between them as they explored each others body. When it reached its boiling point, Mindy gently urged Sarah to her back, moving atop her. She nudged the girl’s thighs open, laying between them. Pulling back from the kiss, Mindy smiled down at Sarah as she pushed her hips forward, rubbing against the girl. Sarah’s eyes widened, and she moaned. Her smile widening, Mindy ground against the girl. Even through the denim of their jeans, the friction was delicious, the meetings of their bodies sending pleasure coursing through their young bodies. Sarah’s fingers dug into Mindy’s hips as her eyes begged Mindy not to stop.

Sarah looked a little flustered when Mindy pushed to her hands and knees. She looked up at Mindy expectantly. Mindy leaned in and kissed her, her fingers working the button on Sarah’s jeans. Feeling what Mindy was doing, Sarah broke the kiss to watch Mindy run the zipper down. Winking at her, Mindy reached behind her to remove first one of Sarah’s shoes, then the other. Getting to her feet, she grabbed the legs, tugging at them. Sarah bit her lip nervously but lifted off the mattress so Mindy could remove her jeans. Back on her knees, Mindy ran her hands up Sarah’s legs, all the way up to cup her breasts.

“God, that feels good,” Sarah moaned, her back arching.

Mindy slid her hands down Sarah’s taut stomach, under the hem of her Slayer shirt, then pushed the garment up to reveal her sexy belly. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to Sarah’s soft skin, making the girl gasp. Rolling her eyes up, she smiled at her as she placed another kiss on Sarah’s abdomen, then a third. Each one was further down than the one before it and Sarah’s breathing got a little funny as she realized where Mindy was heading. By the time Mindy used her fingers to pull the elastic band of Sarah’s panties aside to kiss the hollow of the girl’s hip, Sarah was barely breathing. When Mindy hooked her fingers into her waistband, Sarah stopped altogether. Lifting her backside off the mattress, Sarah let Mindy remove her underwear. Sarah squeezed her thighs together, shyly, maybe having second thoughts. When Mindy put her hands on the girl’s knees and gently pulled them open, Sarah put her hand over her mouth.

Smiling reassuringly at her, Mindy said, “I’ll be gentle.”

Nodding, Sarah didn’t remove her hand from her mouth. She bit her knuckle as Mindy kissed the inside of one of her thighs, then moaned around it as Mindy’s tongue found her bud. The moan became a nervous laugh as she propped up to watch what Mindy was doing to her.

“I can’t believe we are doing this. This is crazy,” Sarah said, sighing. Her hips started moving on their own. Crazy or not, her body seemed to know what it wanted.

“Want me to stop?” Mindy asked, smiling up at the girl.

“No,” Sarah laughed.

Sarah’s back arched as Mindy’s mouth found her bud, again. Like Sarah’s body was an instrument to be played, the flick of Mindy’s tongue drew moan after moan from Sarah’s slack mouth. When Mindy found just the right chord, Sarah made the most beautiful sound of elation, her cries filling the air above them.

Rolling her eyes up, Mindy saw the slack-jawed, eyes-glazed look of enjoyment on Sarah’s face and she had to smile, wondered if she still thought this was crazy.

Sarah noticed her looking, said, “God, that feels so good.”

Mindy winked at her, didn’t let up. She offered Sarah her hand, and the girl squeezed it in a death grip as Mindy’s able tongue sent pleasure crashing through her. Mindy could feel Sarah’s growing excitement in tightening of her fingers.

“Don’t stop,” Sarah said, her eyes widening. Mindy knew that look, kept her mouth pressed to the girl’s clitoris as her hips started to lose their grace. She winced as the pressure on the knuckles of the hand Sarah was squeezing became painful, but she didn’t stop. Sarah was right there, tiptoeing along the edge of ecstasy. Then the pressure relented and Sarah cried out as her body went crazy. Mindy pulled back, smiling as she watched Sarah lose herself in her climax, her eyes squeezed tightly shut.

Sarah looked a little dazed from her orgasm when her eyes finally opened. Smiling at her, Mindy crawled up to give her a kiss. Sarah put her hand on the back of Mindy’s neck, holding her to the kiss. When she finally let go, Mindy pulled back and saw the huge smile on the girl’s face.

“Holy shit,” Sarah said, laughing.

“I’d ask how that felt, but the look on your face says it all,” Mindy said, grinning.

“It felt amazing. YOU were amazing,” Sarah said, stretching like a cat in a sunny spot, “God, no wonder people like this so much.”

“You’ll love this, then,” Mindy said, getting to her feet. Unbuttoning her jeans, she shimmied out of them. She saw Sarah watching, so she did a little dance for the girl as she finished undressing. She shivered, seeing the desire in Sarah’s eyes as she looked up at her. Not even her babysitter had looked at her like that.

Crawling atop the girl, Mindy stole a kiss, said, “I love the way you look at me.”

Smiling up at her, Sarah said, “Can’t help it. You are so beautiful.”

There she goes again, messing with my heart, Mindy thought, her heart all stupid in her breast.

Mindy kissed the girl deeply as she gently spread Sarah’s legs. Without breaking the kiss, she straddled one of her hips, lowering until their bodies nested together. Only the first roll of Mindy’s hips made their lips part. Sarah looked up at her expectantly, running her hands over Mindy’s thighs and stomach. Mindy rocked back and forth, the flex of her hips drawing another moan from Sarah. Smiling down at her, Mindy leaned forward, put her weight on her arms so she could really grind against the girl. She kept it nice and slow, letting Sarah get used to the motion. Sarah’s fingers tightened on her thighs as the pleasure flowed through her.

For all her inexperience, Sarah seemed to catch on quickly, pushing her hips up into Mindy. They found their rhythm, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Their pace quickened to match their growing excitement.

In spite of the cool air, they were sweating, their bodies glistening from their efforts. Neither girl seemed to notice the chill, lost in the lovely friction their flexing bodies created. The sweat only eased the way, their hips moving almost in a blur in their eagerness.

Sarah’s little wordless noises of enjoyment became urgent, and her eyes widened. Mindy knew the girl was close to coming again, focused on taking her to the edge. She hastened her own orgasm in the process, had to really concentrate on keeping her hips moving as her body started to come undone. One, two, three more pumps of her hips and Sarah stiffened underneath her. Hearing the girl’s cry of ecstasy, Mindy gave into her own orgasm, let it have its way with her. Not happy with being denied, the climax tried to shake her to pieces, the pleasure almost too intense to bear.

Her body still trembling, Mindy crawled off of Sarah, stretching out on her back next to the girl. She struggled to get her breathing under control, slow her racing heartbeat. Shivering as the cool air found her sweaty body, Mindy remembered it was fall and a little chilly to be naked. In the throes of passion, she had forgotten where she was, but Mother Nature couldn’t be ignored for long. As goosebumps broke out on her arms, she pulled Sarah close. As the girl’s warm body molded against her flank, Mindy stopped noticing the cold, again.

“Holy shit! That was…holy shit,” Sarah said, laughing.

“I’m still trembling,” Mindy said, tracing lazy circles on Sarah’s shoulder with her fingertips.

“Me, too,” Sarah said, snuggling a little tighter against Mindy, laying her head on Mindy’s shoulder.

“Are you okay with what we did?” Mindy asked. She held her breath as she waited for Sarah’s answer. She really wanted the girl to be okay with having sex with her, needed her to be.

Lifting her head, Sarah smiled at her, said, “More than okay.”

“Good,” Mindy said, kissing her, “because I really want to do it, again.”

“Me, too,” Sarah said.

“Not right now, though,” Mindy said, laughing, “I’m still trying to catch my breath.”

“Maybe we could just do this,” Sarah said, getting to her hands and knees.

“What are you up to?” Mindy asked, smiling up at her.

“Just this,” Sarah said, moving between Mindy’s legs. She managed to look shy and bold all at the same time, a smile on her face that made Mindy’s heart skip a half dozen beats.

Mindy moaned as Sarah’s lips pressed against her bud, her back arching as Sarah’s tongue teased her still sensitive bud. Her body hadn’t completely recovered from her last orgasm, and the hot, wet flick of Sarah’s tongue was so good, drove her body to new heights of pleasure. Her fingers dug into the mattress as she held on for dear life, afraid to float away.

“I thought you said you’ve never done this before,” Mindy said, her voice thick with excitement.

“I haven’t,” Sarah said.

“If you say so,” Mindy said.

Smiling, Sarah asked, “Does that mean I’m doing something right?”

“You are doing everything right,” Mindy said.

Encouraged, Sarah returned her attention to Mindy’s glistening bud. Mindy moaned thickly, her hips rolling against Sarah’s mouth eagerly. Risking floating away on the currents of pleasure washing through her young body, Mindy put a hand on Sarah’s head, not letting the girl stop. She still had a death grip on the mattress with her other hand, though. Her fingers tightened in Sarah’s silky brown hair as the delicious flick of Sarah’s tongue had her body going crazy.

She’s good at this, Mindy managed to think through the haze of ecstasy in her brain. She hadn’t been kidding when she said Sarah was doing everything right. She was really beginning to question Sarah’s credibility as a virgin. Amused, she thought, Maybe she just isn’t very good at being a virgin

Whatever the case, what Sarah was doing to her felt too good for it to last long. Already she felt the first stirring of an orgasm. Her cries of enjoyment grew more urgent as she rocketed toward that toe curling release. She saw Sarah’s eyes widen as she realized that Mindy was coming, then she lost control. Her body exploded with pleasure, her back arching off the bed.

“Shit,” Mindy said, laughing as she collapsed back to the mattress. Sarah appeared above her and Mindy pulled the girl down atop her. Wrapping her arms around the girl’s neck, she kissed her deeply, before saying, “You are a horrible virgin.”

Laughing, Sarah said, “Thanks. I think.”

“Oh, it was a compliment,” Mindy said, kissing her, again. Giving the girl a curious look, she said, “I thought I was supposed to teach you how.”

“You did,” Sarah said, grinning, “I watched what you did to me and…”

“Well,” Mindy said, laughing, “either I’m the best teacher in the world or you are just a natural, because I can’t feel my toes.”

“Good,” Sarah said, rolling off Mindy.

“Where are you going?” Mindy asked.

With an affectionate smile, Sarah moved against Mindy, said, “Nowhere.”

Continue to Part Thirteen

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