Date: Fri, 30 Jul 2004 17:19:24 EDT
From: Louisamay1111@aol.com
Subject: A Model Companion 2

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     "Hey, how come I have ninety-seven bags and you have two??" Valerie
lugged her goods into the elevator and Lara followed.
     "Because I am young and dainty, and you are my servant, "the girl
repled primly.
     "Hmmp," mock-grumped Valerie, who had to admit to herself that little
Lara WAS a dainty- looking figure. Deceiving. She looked up at the
floor-indicator.  "Probably all those thongs you bought.."
     "Hey!" Lara swung her bags at Valerie's knees. "I didn't get ANY
thongs!" A slight blush crept over her pale cheeks. "Smarty. . ," she
murmured. "Oh! But yesterday? Me and Mom were at the grocery store? And
there were some older kids from school there, and one of them bent over at
the paying line? And we saw her Thong!! It was just sticking right out from
her pants!"
     They arrived at Valerie's floor and got out. "It's the style, I
guess."
     "Yeah. My school's getting so weird. .yeek." Lara shuddered, the
thought of constant thong alien but still linked to Valerie's kindness. She
sighed as the woman opened the door to her apartment.  "OH! I even forgot
to tell you THIS." She absently handed her packages to Valerie, who placed
them on the floor by the couch with the others.
     Valerie smiled at Lara's quicksilver direction changes. She sat on the
arm of the couch. "Tell me what?"
     "Well." Lara took the stage in front of Valerie, highly animated in
her white tennis shorts and Card Captor t-shirt. Her small, dainty hands
arose to frame her story.  "Last week, at my friend's house, her BOYfriend
was there, and HE tried to KISS me!" She nodded sagely. Valerie's brows
rose. "Well, actually he DID kiss me. When Amber wasn't there. But you know
what?"
     "What?"
     "He was So. Yucky. Eeeeuuyahh!!" She put her hands to her face. "He
was, like, all sticking his tongue out and slobbering all over my
face. . ." she shuddered.  "Euuhhhh!" She looked at Valerie.  "Is that how
boys kiss??"
     "Well, it depends." Valerie folded her arms across her chest. "I guess
that's how THAT boy kisses."
     "Well, if that's kissing," and Lara sat on the coffee table, "I'm
done."
     "Noo, that is DEFinitely not kissing, in the best sense."
     "'Cause, last summer a boy kissed me, and it was just. . .boring.
Like a really boring old movie."
     "Ohh, honey, kissing can be Great."
     Lara looked up at Valerie, doubtful. "Really?"
     "Sure." Valerie tilted her head, observing the girl. "You just had a
couple of amateurs. They don't know any more about kissing than they do
about astronomy."
     Lara smiled. "Doofuses."
     "Yes. Doofuses, indeed."
     Lara took a big breath and let it out. "But I'm kind of a doofus too,
'cause I don't know any more about kissing than them."
     "Hm." Valerie sat, her lower lip out in thought. She opened her mouth,
then thought better of it.  Lara looked up at Valerie, eyes wide; a
questioning look. Oh what the hell. "You want to learn?"
     Lara's eyes rose. "About kissing?" A grin, a blinding twinkle in her
eye.
     "No, astronomy."
     Lara stuck her tongue out. Even a dainty tongue. Kind of long, too.
     Valerie sat on the couch and patted the cushion. Lara scrambled around
the coffee table and sat next to her, legs together, her hands clasped
studiously in lap.
     "Okay." Valerie took a breath. "Take a breath." Lara did, a small,
very intrigued smile on her face. Valerie looked down at that pretty,
pretty face and shook her head, dazzled. "I'm going to teach you by kissing
you. Is that okay?" Lara nodded eagerly, almost violently.  "Okay." She
leaned over, almost touching nose to nose. Lara's eyes widened. Valerie sat
back, considering. "Y'know. . .why don't you sit up on my lap, it'll be
easier."
     Immediately, Lara did so, her little butt resting sideways on
Valerie's thighs, sneakered feet hanging down.
     "Yeah, a lot better. Okay. Ready?" Lara nodded again. Valerie
smiled. "Boy, I never talked through a kiss before, it's a little
strange. But. First." She looked Lara in her wide blue eyes. "Know how much
I care for you. And that you're my best, best friend."
     Lara blushed, and her eyes filled a little. She took a deep breath.
She almost whispered.  "You're my best, bestest friend too, Valerie." She
swallowed. "Really."
     Valerie smiled. "Good, Squirrel." Lara smiled. "It's all about kissing
someone you care about.  Otherwise you might as well just hang it up before
you start."
     "Doofuses."
     Valerie grinned, and put a finger to Lara's pert little nose. "Yep.
So first," and she leaned slowly into Lara's face, "we say hi." She touched
noses, and looked cross-eyed into Lara's own crossed eyes. "Hi."
     Lara giggled. "Hi."
     "Then, a little touch to get to know you." She just brushed Lara's
soft, trembling lips wih her own. "Now you touch mine."
     Lara closed her eyes and, puckering a bit she clumsily touched her
lips to Valerie's thick lower lip.
     "There." Lara opened her eyes and smiled shyly. "Not too bad so far,
is it?" Lara shook her head. "Good. Now let's let our lips be loose as
gooses, and just kiss and nibble for a little bit. Okay?"
     "Okay." Lara made a little tragic, I-don't-know-what-I'm-doing!  face.
     "You're doing great, sweetie. You're going to be a Great kisser."
     "Okay. . ."
     "Okay." Now Valerie leaned in, smiling, and gently touched her lips to
he corners of Lara's lips. Lara did the same. Little bird kisses, thought
Valerie. Then a light suck and a nibble on Lara's pink lower lip. Slightly
surprising the girl, Lara found herself responding by fastening, lightly,
on Valerie's upper lip, liking the feel of ts plumpness; and sliding a bit
sideways as Valerie did.
     And as Valerie's lips opened slightly more, Lara found her own smaller
lips pleasantly surrounded by the woman's warmth, and she began pushing her
own lips outward against Valerie's soft inner walls. She felt Valerie
slowly sucking, twisting, and Lara drifted into another place she felt she
was inside with Valerie; she was only her own lips, and mouth, and
breath. . .
     So when the slow, warm thickness of Valerie's tongue joined the dream,
Lara could only meet it with her own, as if she had forever. She sensed a
heat, a lovely, lovely longing, and a humming; her mouth and lips were open
now, and moving, and her eyes were closed. She drank her Valerie up, and
breathed greedily through her nose. And every so often a little cry would
escape her as she came briefly up for air; then back again she'd dive, into
the waiting and so perfect lips and love and arms of Valerie.
     For indeed, Lara's arms had wrapped themselves around the woman, and
she pressed herself tightly to her body, vaguely aware of something soft
and stabby against her thin body; Valerie's nipples sang.
     With a stifled gasp, Valerie gently drew herself away. A soft wet
kissing sound went, too, as did a string of spit. Lara sat, statue-like,
her arms still out, eyes closed; wet, pinked mouth slightly open.  After a
moment, her eyes opened. It seemed she'd just come back to earth-- as in
fact she had.
     Valerie smiled weakly. "Was okay?"
     Lara sat looking at Valerie, stunned, silent, for so long that Valerie
started to grin, and then to giggle. Lara joined her, in a stunned, softly
hysterical kind of way.
     Then she took a deep, deep breath, and then another. Then, as if she'd
just watched a new sitcom, she shrugged. "Yeah, it was okay." And she fell
back onto the couch. "Gaaaah!"
     "Soo," Valerie tapped Lara's bare knee, "kissing can be good, right?"
     "Yes. Kissing can be good. Yes." Lara sat up quickly, and became
suddenly serious. "With you."
     Valerie looked down with a solemn smile. "Yes. Lucky me." She touched
Lara's cheek. "And maybe, eventually, with the right guy."
     Lara made a face, and flopped back. "Doofuses."
     "Not all." Valerie stood. "I think." She picked up a bag. "Now.
Swimming downstairs?"
     "Yeah, yeah, yeah!!" Lara was up and at 'em.
     Valerie had retrieved a package and handed it to the girl. "For you,
my lady."
     Lara danced a butt-wiggle with the package raised triumphantly over
her head. "I gotta bikiiii- ni, I gotta bikiiii-ni!"
     Valerie had already begun changing. As Lara quickly unwrapped her new
bathing suit, she couldn't help marvelling at her older friend's
wonderfully sensual body: the tight flat belly, the smooth, lithe thighs;
and ohh, those breasts, still somewhat nipple-inflected; and her rounded,
rippling bottom.
     "Come on, pool's dryin' out!" Lara had slowed down, she found, and now
hurriedly shucked her clothes. As she started pulling a sock off:
     "Wait." Lara turned, looking questioningly at Valerie. "I just had to
look at that skin of yours."  Valerie took a step to her. "SO perfect, my
God." Lara was pleased, and a bit shy. She'd been naked with Valerie, but
not on display!
     "Is this okay? I just love your skin, honey."
     "Yes, yes. I like you. . .liking my skin."
     Valerie was gazing at her like a work of art. She put her hand on her
shoulder, smoothing.  "God. Amazing." The hand travelled along the neck,
and across the upper chest, above Lara's small flesh-cones, her little pink
pebble-nipples upstanding. "Turn around, honey." Lara did. She felt herself
blushing all over. The thought made her blush even more.
     And Valerie noticed, and was even further enrapt. Lara's skin was
almost translucent, it was so fine. Her hand ran slowly down the girl's
back, enjoying the absolute smoothness. When it reached that perfect little
bottom, slightly upthrust and rounded, the cheeks contracted. She felt the
tension, saw it almost raise Lara up on her toes.
     Valerie stepped away. "Thank you, Lara. Beautiful."
     Lara seemed flustered, guilty even. "I was I didn't. . ."
     "It's fine, little one." Valerie lightly smacked Lara's thigh. "But we
gotta hustle if we want any quality pooltime!"
     Lara looked momentarily disturbed, then turned to put on her suit.  In
a moment, they'd gone, and everything was as it was.


     Valerie woke, blinked, and turned her head. There was Lara, watching
her. Intently. Valerie yawned, and stretched. "Ohhhwa! Morning, Glory. Have
a good nap?"
     They'd swam and swam, and frolicked and swam, and arrived back
pooped. So Valerie'd taken out a shorter silkie (she had quite a few), put
one on herself, and they'd both flopped on the bed and slept.
     "Uh-huh." Lara continued her elbow-propped observation.
     Valerie smiled, and waited. "Yes?"
     Lara took a breath and let it out. "Well. . ."
     Valerie assumed a concerned air. "What is it, honey?"
     Lara let her head fall face-first into the side of Valerie's pillow.
Valerie waited. Lara lifted her head. "You know this afternoon?"
     Valerie thought. "I am acquainted with it, yes."
     "I mean. . .ohh," and again she faced down on the bed.
     "Here," and Valerie picked up Lara by the waist and placed her atop
her own body. Lara looked down at her, and her surprised look became a
smile of comfort.  Valerie smiled back. The girl put her head down and
heard Valerie's heart. "That make it easier?" Lara nodded, still listening.
     Then she raised her head and looked at Valerie. "When. . .when we were
putting on our bathing suits, and. . ." it was so adorable watching the
blush spread; "and you were touching my skin. .  ."
     Valerie smoothed the back of her hand against Lara's cheek. "Your
perfect skin, yes?"
     Lara tilted her head into the hand. "My perfect skin. . .when you were
touching me, on my back. . .my bottom squunched all up when you touched it
"
     "Sure, it got weird for you, that's "
     "No, no!" Lara shook her head fiercely. "It wasn't weird! I WANTED you
to! But. . .my bottom just. . .squunched up, all by itself! I didn't
squunch up, my BOTTOM squunched up!"
     Valerie smiled. "Okay, my beautiful dear. . ." she brushed a fine lock
of blonde hair from Lara's face. "Thank you for telling me."
     "Because. . ." Lara looked down at the dusky skin between the lapels
of Valerie's robe.  "Because I wanted you to touch me, touch my bottom. I
like it."
     "You do?"
     Lara nodded. "Uh-huh. I do."
     Valerie's hand rested on Lara's thin back. She stroked the silk, up
and down.
     Lara kept her eyes on Valerie's. "I like when you touch my skin."
     Valerie's hand travelled down Lara's robed back, and over the covered
bottom, to rest on the soft bare skin of her upper thigh.
     "All over."
     And the hand moved upwards, over the bare thigh, over the beginning of
Lara's cheeks. The silk robe moved with her, and soon Lara's little bottom
was completely uncovered, as Valerie slowly circled the warm bare flesh of
the girl's round, smooth bottom.
     "Mmm. . ." Lara rested her head on Valerie's chest and purred. After a
few moments of softness, her head came up again. "Want me to tell you a
secret?"
     "Uh-huh."
     Lara brought her lips to Valerie's ear, and stage-whispered: "When you
put Vaseline on my bottom, I really, REALLY liked that."
     Valerie felt herself getting very, very turned on. "You did?"
     "Uh-huhh. . ." Lara's butt began moving with Valerie's hand. "And you
know what else?"
     "What, little devil?" The hot small breath in her ear was
intoxicating.
     "At home, in my bed. . .I pretended my finger was your finger, and I
pretended to put Vaseline on my bottom. . ." Her breathing was getting
heavier.
     Valerie whispered, "Should I pretend I have Vaseline on my finger?"
     All Lara could do was nod. Valerie felt the girl's legs spread,
welcoming her. Valerie's finger slowly slid down, down Lara's spine, to the
humid valley between her cheeks. Lara's bottom rose up slightly. And then,
ever so lightly, Valerie's fingertip traced the tender, finely wrinkled
hole. Lara's breath in her ear grew hot. And as the finger circled the tiny
asshole, Lara made a little mewing sound.  The bottom then clenched upon
Valerie's finger.
     "Now I'm not squunching you out, I'm squunching you IN."
     Valerie chuckled, and kissed Lara's dainty neck. The girl rose up,
looked at Valerie, and kissed her. "Ohh," she said, almost pitifully, and
then she opened her mouth and received Valerie's questing tongue. And as
she began kissing more and more wildly, Valerie's finger slid down to her
warm, dewy little vagina.
     Lara broke off and looked, panting, at Valerie. "I touch myself there
in my bed, too," she confided gleefully, then dove back into Valerie's
waiting mouth.
     And as Valerie's fingers now oiled and fondled Lara's eager, bare
pussy, the girl gyrated wildly, her hips moving round and round, her bottom
clenching and unclenching, squunching and squunching; and soon she couldn't
kiss anymore, and had to break away to moan, and cry, and pant, and then
she'd dive back, and moan into Valerie's mouth. . .
     And when she orgasmed, really for the first time, she cried out, among
many other things, "OhhhHH Valerie, Valerieeeeee, I love you, I love
you!!!!!!"