Date: Sat, 29 Dec 2007 08:54:17 -0800
From: Jan ' <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Romani Woman (lesbian/ adult youth, f/f, F/f)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of between a
woman and a teenaged relative.  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18
do not read it.

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                    Romani Woman
                         By
                        Jan

	As a people the Romani people are
misunderstood almost universally.  As far as anyone
knows they came out of India and settled for a short
time in the area that is now Romania but as the
persecution increased they migrated to any area that
did not stop them from entering their country.  In
some cases they had to sneak across boarders.  They
don't call themselves Gypsies but don't make a fuss
when others call them that.  As they became settled,
the countries looked upon them with suspicion
because they tended not to assimilate into the host
culture.

	Rumors during the dark ages attributed all
kinds of evils on them from bringing the plague to
kidnapping children.  In reality the so called
Christians were the ones that were guilty of
kidnapping Romani children.

	The culture as a group does not trust anyone
they consider outsiders and because they are so
mistrusted they may feel that it is only justice if
they short-change, cheat and steal from other
people.  That is the way they are perceived by
outsiders too.

	If a culture does not bother them they will
acculturate a little but never too much.  They
mistrust schools because the schools are culturally
biased against them.  They have their own way of
teaching their children what they feel they need to
learn.

	It is a male dominated culture.  Women are
assigned the role of homemaker and their duty is to
have children.  Romani women are allowed to divorce
their husbands though.  They do not condone
infidelity anymore than any group but a popular
conception is that they have loose morals.  Most
societies assume that Romani men encourage their
wives to prostitute themselves to add money to the
family coffers.  They even assume they have more
than one wife.  In reality they are very close families.

	A few women don't fit into the normal family
life of the Romani.  They more or less assume the
role of a male.

	Their culture does not look upon sex as a sin so
they don't hide their sexuality from their children.
Rasia was named (a Rose) by her parents at the
request of her grandmother.

	She was born in the southwest United States
and could have passed as Spanish-Basque if she had
wanted to do so.  She had dark skin and long flowing
black hair as a child.  She grew up within an extended
family.  She was a bright girl and did well in school
but was moved from area to area so much she got
very little formal education.  As she grew up she
rebelled against the role of homemaker and mother.
She preferred to dress like a male.

	She chose to open her own business.  She found
that she had an eye for antiques.  She even went into
partnership with a Christian Caucasian woman because
she was sexually attracted to her.

	For business reasons she dressed in business
suits during work hours.  Rasia kept her hair cut
rather short even before it was fashionable to cut it
short and shaggy.  Her figure was good enough to
make it look good on her.  She had a nice face and she
had naturally dark shadows above her eyes.  Because
of her hairy nature she had to pluck her eyebrows.
Anyone meeting her would never suspect just how
hairy she was.  She always covered most of her arms
because she did not shave her underarms or her pubic
area either.  The only people to see these areas were
the women she seduced.  She had seduced her blond
headed business partner but because they are both
dominate personalities they evolved into friends that
were comfortable sharing their submissive
girlfriends.

	They traveled around most of the world always
looking for antique bargains to ship back to their
store.  They normally didn't travel together because
one of them stayed home to look after the business.
Rasia also used her Romani contacts to look for good
deals for her.  She also never missed an opportunity
to flirt with an attractive young woman during her
travels.

	Last year Rasia was visiting the Balkans States
of Bulgaria, Romania and the Ukraine.  She had
indulged in a few one-night stands along the way.  She
had even met some of her distant relatives during her
travels.

	It was while visiting relatives that she met a
distant relative that had a child that had been
orphaned during an earthquake that destroyed the
un-reinforced masonry apartment building that killed
her family.  She had been outdoors playing with other
children at the time.  Her patents had named her
Adara (beautiful).  They were related to each other
as second cousins twice removed.  The few remaining
relatives looked upon Rasia as a rich American
relative and begged her to adopt the child.

	One look at the pathetic child was enough to
captivate Rasia.  The child was no more than twelve or
thirteen years old but looked younger.  When she
agreed to take her the relatives swore to the
Romanian government that that Rasia was the girl's
closest living relative.  The Romanian Government was
only too happy to ship a gypsy off to America.  It
took some time before Rasia got the United States
Immigrations to approve of Rosia bringing Adara to
the States.  Eventually Adara was granted permission
to emigrate.

	Relatives put Adara on a flight that would take
her to Singapore, Hong Kong, Hawaii and eventually
San Francisco.  Rasia was waiting just outside of
customs.  She could not believe that she was about to
assume the duties of a mother for a teenaged girl.
She helped the girl carry what little luggage she had
to the curb where they took a cab to her home.

	She had bought an old gingerbread Victorian
split level restored home not far from the park.  It
had been the home of an affluent doctor in its early
days.  It had fallen into disrepair to the point that it
had been a drug addict flophouse during the late
sixties and eventually the property values had risen
to the point that it brought about an urban renewal
that had transformed the neighborhood back to its
Victorian glory.  Rasia had been wise enough to buy
her home before it was popular to live in a restored
Victorian.

	She saw the potential and bought it knowing
that it would be a wise investment.  She used her
business connections to find period correct hardware,
and furniture.  She had taken paint chips from
protected areas around the house and had them
analyzed to find out the original colors.  Then she had
the house painted the same way.  The bright colors
appealed to her Romani taste in color anyway.  The
house had been built during the days before
refrigeration so she had the walk in ice box
converted to a modern refrigerator with wooden
doors made to match photographs from its glory
days.

	Adara was duly impressed with her new home.
She had never seen anything so grand.  The Romani
community in San Francisco is a mixed bag.  The
families came from all over the world.  She met
Austrian, Egyptian, French, Hungarian, Irish and
Spanish gypsies.  Her cousin Rasia was just different
enough from the mixed community to not completely
fit in.

	Rasia got her enrolled in a good Catholic school.
They were about the right age to be mother and
daughter and they had the same last name so they
assumed that they were mother and daughter.  Rasia
saw no reason to explain their relationship to the
school.

	With her help Adara learned English quickly.  It
only took her about six months to catch up with her
class and become a leader.  Rasia was very proud of
her charge.  She was taking a mother's pride in
Adara's achievements.  Changes had to be made in the
way she conducted business.

	She had to hire a Romani female to do the
traveling for her so that she could stay home to look
after Adara.  That allowed her partner to travel even
more.

	Adara was turning into a beautiful young woman.
Rasis could not help but notice.  They shared the
same bathroom so they often saw each other naked.
Adara was as fascinated by the fact the Rasia didn't
shave her underarms and pubic hair as Rasia was
attracted to her youthful freshness.  Adara was
becoming Americanized and fashion conscious enough
to know that most American women were fastidious
about wanting to look like they did in their youth.
She knew that they shaved their legs, underarms and
pubis.  Those that had pesky facial hair wound endure
painful hair removal.  She wondered why her beloved
Rasis did not shave her underarms or pubis.

	Adara was young enough not to have to shave
her pubis but she did have to shave her underarms
and because her schoolmates shaved their pubic area
into narrow vertical little strips above their cunts she
did the same.

	She started suspecting the true nature of her
guardian shortly after she met her.  She kept her
suspicions to herself.  Not that she was all that
innocent.  Being shuttled between family members
from the time of her parent's death she had been
exposed to all manner of sexual demands upon her.

	The males of the households looked upon her as
owing them her sexual favors for allowing her to live
under their roof.  The wives and children also took
advantage of her sexually.  Some of the women
resented their husbands fucking her so they
demanded her to satisfy them with her mouth.  Their
children also sought her out.  They boys wanted her
to suck their cocks and fucked her.  Some of the
girls forced her to suck their pussies.  By the time
she was sent to live with the American cousin she was
an experienced sexual object.  Rasia had no
knowledge of how she had been treated.  She just
felt sorry for the undernourished child.

	Rasia had kept her sexual escapades hidden
from her charge wishing to bring her up as a
respectable Romani woman.  The girl may not have
seen any overt flirting on Rasia's part but she
suspected that she was a dyke.

	It was starting to drive Rasia crazy because
having the young girl under her roof not only
interfered with her normal sex life she was starting
to look upon her young cousin as a sexual object.  She
had vowed to herself that she was not going to
seduce her cousin but she feared that she was not
strong enough to keep her vow.  She just never
counted on the normal curiosity of her charge.

	Romani people are a very clannish group that
mistrusts everyone outside of their family.  Being the
only Gypsy in the school set Adara apart from the
rest of the students.  She pretty much kept to
herself.  She hated physical education class.  She had
never learned to swim.  The girls played basketball,
softball, volleyball.  Team sports were just not her
thing.  Archery suited her because she had hunted
for food in Romania and she could relate to a bow.

	When it came time for the girls to have to go
swimming she was always looking for ways to skip it.
Eventually Rasia gave up and wrote her a note that
excused her from having to take part in swim classes.
As a result she was required to spend the time sitting
in the gym bleachers studying.

	There was an attractive Irish girl that hated
swimming as much as Adara did.  So when they were
supposed to be studying they were really gossiping.
One day Kathleen suggested that they sneak away
and have a smoke.  Adara was ready for a forbidden
adventure.  They slipped out of the bleachers and
Kathleen led her to the heating room.  She produced
a pack of cigarettes from a hiding place along with
some matches.

	Kathleen was the first Irish girl Adara had even
met.  She had never seen a girl like her before.  She
not only had curly red hair, her skin was a creamy
white with a light dusting of freckles.  Her eyes were
a clear green.  She put a cigarette in her mouth and
gave her one while she lit up.

	While they were smoking she asked Adara if
she had ever sucked pussy.  Adara would have denied
it normally but for some reason she was attracted to
this redhead.  She casually admitted to having done it
before.

	Kathleen leaned against the wall of the heater
room and while she was smoking she lifted her gray
plaid uniform skirt and pulled down her panties.
Adara was fascinated by the sight of the teen's
crotch.  The skin looked like cream to her and the
girl's pubic hair was a thin strip of pink hair.  She had
never seen a pussy like that before.  She knelt
before her and used her hands to part her pussy.
She could not resist putting her mouth over the girl's
cunt and sucking her clit.  She was shaking her head
and moaning almost as much as Kathleen.

	They were so engrossed in what they were doing
they didn't see the door open.  The room was so noisy
they did not hear anything either.  Kathleen was the
first one to open her eyes and see the vice principle
standing there looking at them with contempt.
Kathleen went rigid and Adara looked up because she
knew something was wrong.

	The vice principle grabbed her by the hair and
pulled her to her feet.  She grabbed Kathleen too.
Kathleen was pulling up her panties as they were
being drug to the office.  They had dropped their
cigarettes before they left the heater room.

	The girls stood there too scared to talk as the
vice principal called their mothers.  They had to sit in
the office next to each other quietly until their
mothers arrived.

	Rasia and Kathleen's mother arrived just about
the same time and as they were headed to the office
they figured out they were both being summoned for
something both of their girls had done.  They
introduced themselves and asked each other if they
knew what the girls had done.  They were both in the
dark.

	When they got to the vice principal's office the
secretary announced them.  The girls were cowering
in the old wooden bench.  Both women looked at them
and asked what they had done.  Before the girls could
work up the courage to say anything the vice
principal's door opened and the old nun ushered the
two women into her office.

	She closed the door behind them and asked the
women to have a seat as she circled her desk and sat
down heavily in her chair.  She introduced the women
to each other.  Then she apologized for the necessity
of calling them in because their children had gotten
into trouble.  She went on to explain that she had
caught them in the heater room not only smoking but
Adara had been sucking Kathleen's pussy.

	Kathleen's mother and Rasia were shocked by
the news.  They both assured the nun that they would
see to it that their girls never did anything like that
again.  The nun told them that she understood their
curiosity but the school could not accept such
behavior.  If it got around what they were doing it
might lead to others doing the same thing.  The
Catholic Church has enough problems without allowing
girls to behave like that.  If the girls were caught
again they would be expelled from the school.

	The two women had to sit down with the girls in
front of the nun to have a talk with them about what
they had done and why they had done it.  It was a
revelation to both women.

	Kathleen admitted that she had been stealing
her mother's cigarettes for the past 5-years and she
had been having sex with other girls for the same
length of time.  It had started with an older cousin.

	Adara admitted that she had been smoking
cigarettes now and then back in Romania.  She didn't
go into details about all of the sex she had
experienced but she also admitted that she had sex
with some girls in Romania.

	When Rasia got Adara home she sat her down
and made her tell her everything.  It took some time
for Adara to break down and tell Rasia about her life.
Rasia was in tears by the time Adara told her that
she had not told her because she thought that she
would not have wanted to take her if she knew all of
the things she had done.

	Rasia hugged her and assured her that she
would not have turned her away.  She told her,
"Honey...I am a lesbian myself.  I knew I preferred to
have sex with women from the time I was a young
girl.  I smoked too.  But I quit when I got old enough
to understand that it would kill me.  I'm not going to
tell you not to smoke but you have to know the health
risks you are taking."

	Adara grew bold enough to ask, "Is that why you
don't shave?"

	Rasia said, "When I decided not to try and
please men I didn't need to put up with the
discomfort of trying to look like a pre-teen anymore.
I don't have to waste time shaving or the discomfort
of cutting myself.  Besides some of the women I date
are turned on by all of the hair."

	Adara asked, "Would you like to make love to
me?"

	Rasia paused before responding, "I have been
going crazy from the day I met you because I wanted
to rip your clothes off and do to you what you were
doing to Kathleen."

	Adara hugged Rasia and kissed her.  "I wanted
to do the same thing too."

	Raisa pulled her to her feet and led her upstairs
where they removed their clothes and got on the bed.
Rasia assumed a position like a gypsy queen with her
legs bent and spread to allow Adara to inspect her
pussy.  She even crossed her arms behind her head to
show off her underarms.

	Adara got onto the bed and positioned herself
between Rasia's legs so that she could lean over her
body and enjoy the smell and feeling of her body.
She held both of her breasts and sucked on the
nipples.  She could not resist smelling Rasia's
underarms and licking them.  She kept it up until the
woman started pushing her head down towards her
pussy.  Adara did not resist and she was very well
trained in the art of sucking pussy.  She had never
sucked such a hairy pussy before.  The longer she
sucked on the clitoris the more it protruded from
under the hood of her labia until it looked like a little
baby boy's cock.  When Rasia climaxed she could not
believe the way the girl had made her cum.  She felt
like she had just run a four-minute-mile.  Every
muscle on her body felt like it was rubber.  All she
could feel was her heart pounding.

	Rasia was thrilled that she no longer had to hide
her preference for her cousin.  She put the teen on
her back and showed her just how good she was at
pleasing girls too.

	Adara spent a lot of time in the master
bedroom after that.  She got to meet some of Rasia's
fems too.  The rumors about what she and Kathleen
had been doing in the heater room got around the
school quickly.  They were both to learn just how
many of the students and faculty were into lesbian
sex.




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