Date: Mon, 5 Feb 2007 10:38:22 -0800 (PST)
From: LeAnn McLane <leannmclane@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Too Hard or Too Often 2

The next time Laura saw Jennifer was a disaster. She went over to her sitting
in the Student Union cafeteria and greeted her normally, friendly as is her
manner. As Laura started unloading her tray, the girl pushed her tray away.
"Get the fuck away from me, you backstabbing bitch!"

Jennifer, what's
wrong? Why are you mad at me?"

"Why did you run tell Karen what I said? I
was trying to help you, to warn you. How did she drag it out of you? Did she
use bamboo shoots under your fingernails, pour hot wax over you?" Jennifer
screamed over her shoulder as she slid from her booth and left the building.

Dazed, Laura suddenly realized she had made a serious error, a breach of
confidence. It had happened before more than once; she had told something that
a person had told her with the understanding that it was not to be repeated and
she had simply not understood. This was much more serious. In high school it
had just caused a little strain but this time, without meaning to, she had
driven a wedge into her relationship with Jennifer.

Thinking she might be
able to explain, she left her lunch and hurried after her friend. When she
caught up with her, she said, "Jennifer, let me explain, tell me what
happened."

"Karen accosted me in the hall yesterday, demanding to know
why I was spreading malicious rumors about her. I tried to brush past her, not
knowing what she was talking about. It never occurred to me that you had
reported to her what I said to you."

"What did she do?"

"She
slapped me and told me to stand still until she was finished with me. Then she
told me that you told her what I said about her. I was completely floored. She
asked me where I got the idea that she was some sort of predatory female
preying on young, unsuspecting freshmen. She said she'd never said two words
to me. I guess I became a little defiant and told her that was probably because
my tits weren't quite big enough."

"Then what?"

"She really
slapped me that time. She grabbed my face and held it in position in an iron
grip and then walloped the side of my face. She gave me such a clout that I was
sure my cheekbone was crushed or my jaw dislocated."

"Jennifer, I'm so
sorry. I had no idea she would feel that way. I didn't mean to do anything
bad. She was just talking to me and I mentioned it casually, just sort of
flirting with her by saying I had been warned to beware of her."

"That's
when she got the bamboo shoots to make you tell her who warned you?"

"I
guess I just thought that everybody said those things about her and that she
knew her reputation and was used to it.  I first told her lots of people said
it but she somehow knew that wasn't true. She just stayed with me and I was
sort of titillated by her attention and eventually she got me to tell her your
name. I never thought she'd be offended and would track you down and hit
you."

"Oh, that's not all she did."

"You mean there's more? How
could she do anything to you in a public place in broad daylight?"

"She
made me go to her room."

"But how?"

She just grabbed my arm,
squeezed it in her vise grip and dragged me to her dorm."

"But couldn't
you scream for help?"

"I was afraid I'd make her really mad, plus, she
has this thing over me, I'm sort of attracted to her and I'm sure she knows
it. She thinks I'd follow her anywhere."

Then the thought erupted in
Laura's mind that Jennifer's warning might have been prompted by something
more than just trying to protect her. She was perhaps a little jealous that
Karen was paying too much attention to her. Maybe she'd even exaggerated
Karen's predatory nature to drive off what she considered competition.
Everything was getting so complex.

"What did she do to you in her room?"

"You don't want to know."

"Jennifer, I do. I need to know. I'm in the
middle of something here that I don't understand. I need to know what I'm up
against."

"I'll tell you if we can go to your room. I don't want the
whole world to hear about it."

Laura agreed that it must be a private
thing and she let Jennifer come up to her room. She fixed some coffee and
brought two cups into the study area where Jennifer was sitting. She sat down
at her desk; Jennifer was seated at her roommate's.

"I've been through a
lot. I need some solace, some comforting." Jennifer announced in a hushed
tone.

Laura knew what the girl wanted but some bit of obstinacy in her
made her want to ignore it.

With tears in her eyes, Jennifer said, "I told
you I wouldn't suck too hard or ask too often. It's been three days."

Laura nodded and reached for the buttons on her blouse. Before she was finished
with the top two, Jennifer was on her knees between her legs pushing her face
into Laura's monumental cleavage. "God, girl, can't you wait until I can get
them out?"

"I just wish they made these industrial strength, double F
boulder holders with the clasp in front. I guess there would be two much stress
on it, and it would give way right in the middle of class or something.

"Let me just get the blouse off my shoulder and you can pull the strap down
and lift one out if you're in that big a hurry."

"No, no I'm all right.
Just go ahead and take your blouse off, then I'll unfasten your bra."
Jennifer relented.

When the bra was finally removed and Jennifer was
confronted with the awesome sight of Laura's huge titties, she went back to
her knees and started sucking alternately on Laura's puffy nipples. She was
making cooing, contented noises deep in her throat. Laura was making soothing
sounds to her and rocking her gently as she sucked her titties.

Both
underwent delicious contractions, mini organisms, until finally Jennifer was
again able to talk. "I was just being hysterical when I said that about the
bamboo shoots. I'm sure Karen would have no challenge getting any information
she wanted from a small town girl like you. She knows how to manipulate people.
She knows everything about everybody."

"Oh, Jennifer, you're just
projecting those powers on to her, no one has that kind of knowledge about
other people."

"It was true that she'd only said a few words to me. How
did she know I wouldn't scream bloody murder, or go to the dean of her college
and report her? How did she know I wouldn't go to the police and file assault
charges? Somehow she knew she could do anything she wanted to me. She took me
up to her room and made me take all my clothes off."

"She didn't!"

"Oh, yes, she did. Then she made me lay aver her big thighs and she spanked
me. She spanked me for an hour it seemed. She is so strong and my bottom was so
blistered."

"Is that all? Then did she let you go?"

"No."

"What else did she do to you?"

"She didn't do anything else to me. She
made me do things to her."

"Like what?"

"She said she could tell I
was aroused and that I could^Å suck her if I needed to."

"What did you
do?"

"Oh, Laura, I couldn't help it. I was so hot. I got down on my
knees and sucked her pussy."

"How awful!"

"No, it was the most
exciting thing I've ever done. I loved it. If she crooked her finger at me
right now, I'd be on my knees before she could lift her skirt."

"You're
just a little slut. She doesn't have to be omnipotent to know how you are. I
can't believe you'd suck her pussy. That's so gross. You're a girl and
she's a girl. How can one girl get another girl to demean herself like that?"

"I don't know. I just know that I wanted to do it and she knew it and she let
me do it."

"Maybe I should spank you, too. You've been a very bad girl.
You've sucked my titties twice and now you admit that you've sucked a pussy.
Maybe I should spank you until you get hot enough to want to suck mine?"

"I would suck it if you let me. You can spank me first if you want to, I
don't mind."

Laura stood up and took off the rest of her clothes. She sat
back down in the chair and spread her thighs wide. Jennifer uttered a little
moan of surrender and slid down to her knees. As she pushed her tongue deep
into Laura's pussy she wondered what Karen had in mind when she had said that
she was going to straighten out the misconceptions Laura had about her.