Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2001 03:03:24 -0000
From: Ann Douglas <ann_douglas@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Adventures Of Ultra Woman And Mega Girl - 2

The Adventures Of Ultra Woman And Mega Girl
		by Ann Douglas
           (ann_douglas@hotmail.com)

Part Two



	The surprise Jackie felt when she first
found the drawings was nothing compared to that
she felt when she unwrapped the last bunch.
More detailed than any of the others, these had
been both inked and colored.  All of the pictures
were of Ultra Woman and Mega Girl, either nude
or semi-nude and mute testaments to a lesbian
relationship between the two. What was different
from the previous drawings were the features of
the two comic characters.


	That long ago day when Jackie had first
read Jo's home made version of Ultra Woman,
she's noticed a certain semblance between the
depiction of Mega Girl and the real life Joanna
Simon. It was a likeness that had increased as Jo
lost some of that baby fat and paid more attention
to how she looked.  It had also come to Jackie's
attention that the version of Ultra Woman that
appeared in the first `real' issue differed slightly
from that of the `homemade' one.
	The new Ultra Woman bore a passing
resemblance to Jackie herself.  At the time, Jackie
took it as a sort of thank you for the chance she'd
given Jo.  Remembering her Uncle once telling her
that the original Captain Marvel in the 1940's had
been made to look like the actor Fred McMurray,
Jackie took it as a form of flattery.  After all, it
was only a passing resemblance, one which wasn't
even that apparent to some people who worked
there.
	These pictures, however, gave no doubt.
The Ultra Woman and Mega Girl captured in
numerous sexual acts were clearly Jacqueline
Kirby and Joanna Simon.  The depiction's were as
detailed as photographs, Jackie noted, even down
to the small scar she had on her left breast from a
childhood accident. In fact there was even a
picture of Mega Girl (Jo) kissing Ultra Woman -
(Jackie) on that scar.
	Jackie sat there for long minutes, not
knowing what exactly to make of her discovery.
As much as she wished she'd never found it, she
knew she couldn't simply put it all back and
pretend it didn't exist.  She had to do something --
but what?

	The beeping of her watch alarm broke her
train of thought.  Knowing her tendency to loose
track of time when she was working late, she'd set
it to remind her when to leave for the airport.  By
now the car service she's called earlier would be
waiting downstairs.
	Quickly she replaced all the material she'd
taken out of the bottom drawer in the same order
in which she'd removed it. Jackie let out a sigh of
relief when the drawer slid shut smoothly and she
pushed in the lock.
	Everything she needed for the weekend
trip had been packing hours earlier and was
waiting by the outer doors.  Jackie just had to
grab the case and the garment bag with the
costumes and be on her way. As she watched the
floors pass by on the elevator display, she again
wondered what she should do about her
discovery.

	"I was beginning to worry you weren't
going to make it."  Jo said as Jackie stepped out
of the car at the entrance to the shuttle terminal.
	"I lost track of time."  Jackie apologized
as she paid the driver both the fair and a generous
tip.  He had gotten her to the airport in near
record time, making up for her late start. A quick
glance at her watch told her she was still an half
hour late.
	"We'd better run for it if we're going to
make that flight,"  Jackie said as she picked up her
bags.  "What gate are we at?"
	"No need to run, we've got plenty of
time," Jo said as she picked up her own bag.
"We're on the 09:30 shuttle."
	"You said we were on the 09:00 flight."
Jackie said.
	"And if I said we were on the 09:30 you'd
still be at the office."  Jo smiled.  "I know you too
well."
	"But how well do I know you?"  Jackie
thought as she followed her friend into the
terminal.  "Obviously not as well as I thought I
did."


	Jackie closed her eyes on the short flight
to Washington.  Jo didn't seem to mind and it
gave her another chance to think about what she
perceived as a change in their relationship.
	That Jo might be a lesbian, or at least
bisexual she corrected herself as she added the
failed romance with Bill Thomas, didn't bother
her.  She had no problem with gay people.  While
she'd never actually had a relationship with
another woman, she'd had a good friend who
came out to her a few years back.
	 Susan Wong and she had been friends
since they were in the junior year of high school.
Along with Debbie Mazowiecki they'd been a
female version of the Three Musketeers.  When
Susan revealed that she was a lesbian, it didn't
shock her as much as the fact that she further
confessed that she and Debbie had been imitate a
few times over the years.  The fact that she hadn't
realized it shocked Jackie, not that they'd been
intimate but that she hadn't realized the special
connection between the two. She then understand
why Debbie's decision to move to the west coast
after college had hurt Susan so much harder than
it had her.
	Mentally she made a note to give Susan a
call when she could.  They hadn't talked in a few
months.  The last time they'd chatted, Susan had
moved in with a new love.  It was a pity she
couldn't talk to her now, Jackie mused, her advise
might be helpful.

	No, the idea that Jo might be into women
didn't bother her she decided.  That part of the
equation was easily settled.  The hard part to
consider now was the idea that if that were true --
was she in love with Jackie?  If so, how did she
really feel about Jo?


	After a quick cab ride to downtown
Washington, Jo had another surprise for Jackie.
She had called the people running the convention
earlier in the day and told them that Creative was
sending down a pair of actresses to play Ultra
Woman and Mega Girl for the weekend.  The
organizers had been overjoyed at the news having
had two of their `stars' cancel at the last minute.
They quickly arranged for the `actresses' to
appear as the finale to the Saturday afternoon
panel groups.

	At first, Jackie felt a little silly dressing up
in the Ultra Woman costume Saturday morning.
Jo on the other hand was full of enthusiasm.  She
couldn't wait to get downstairs and mix with the
throngs of fans who had already filled the various
exhibit rooms.
	"Oh well,"  Jackie though as she adjusted
the Ultra Woman mask on her face and combed
back her hair.  "At least no one's going to know
it's me in this get-up."
	"Time for action, Ultra Woman."  Jo said
as she tossed back her cape and assumed a heroic
stance.
	"Lead on, Mega Girl."  Jackie laughed
back, promise herself that she would make the
best of it and have some fun.
	With a sweep of her own cape, she
followed the red and white crimefighter out the
door.


	It didn't take long for Jackie to genuinely
find herself having a good time.  It'd been a long
time since she'd been to a Convention and been
able to see it all from the perspective of the fans.
There was so many people in costume that they
drew few stares and even fewer comments.  What
few they got were usually restricted to `nice
costumes.'  She found herself having so much fun
that her concerns about Jo faded from her mind.

	When Ultra Woman and Mega Girl
appeared on the panel, the Convention organizers
were horrified when the photo op turned into a
question and answer session.  Comic fans could be
a funny bunch.  If the `actresses' couldn't answer
questions about the characters they were playing,
the fans would be more than insulted. One of the
organizers remembered an incident a few years
before when a costumed character proved so
ignorant of his assumed identity that a near riot
almost resulted.
	Their worry turned to joy as Ultra Woman
and Mega Girl fielded every question that was
tossed at them.  Even obscure references, the type
that die hard fans always seemed to come up with,
proved no problem for the two masked marvels.
The fans loved it.  It was as if they really were the
characters come to life.

	Up on stage, Jackie and Jo were having
the time of their life.  It had become a kind of
game between the two of them as they alternated
answering questions, seeing who could come up
with the best answers.  It was a connection with
the fans they had too long missed.

	"I have a question for Mega Girl."  the
teenage girl said as she stepped up to the
microphone, replacing the older man who had
asked a question about the Black Cat.
	Jackie could tell the girl was very nervous
and smiled at her
	"Everyone knows that Ultra Woman has a
crush on Sergeant Murphy in her civilian identify
as Susan Warrington,"  the girl asked Jo as she
took a deep breath.  "What I want to know is ...
doesn't Mega Girl love anyone?  It seems such a
shame that she's always alone."

	Even from a few feet away, Jackie could
hear Jo exhale loudly.  She turned her head just
enough to see a small look of panic on her friend's
face.  It lasted just a moment, then she seemed in
control once more.
	"Well of course, everyone wants to have
somebody that they can love,"  Jo began, a slight
hesitation in her voice.  "And I assure you that
Mega Girl is no different.  In fact there is someone
that I love, but at this point I'd rather not say who
it is."
	The fact that Jo answered the question in
the first person wasn't lost on Jackie.  Jo was
answering for herself as much as Mega Girl.
	"Will we ever find out who you love?"  the
girl at the microphone asked.
	"I guess we'll all have to keep reading and
see."  Jo replied with a grin,  her expression
quickly changing from serious to jovial.

	The next half dozen questions were easily
enough answered and the master of ceremonies
reluctantly drew the Q and A to a close.  Much to
the loud groans of still waiting fans.  As they left
the stage, the Terrific Two got a standing ovation.
Jackie almost hated to leave.  It had been an
incredible high.

	Two security guards quickly guided them
to a house elevator and up to their room.  The
door barely closed behind them when Jackie made
a sudden decision.  She was going to ask Jo.

	"I was surprised at the answer you gave
that girl," Jackie said as she lifted the face mask
over her head.  "The one who asked about Mega
Girl having a secret love.  I don't remember ever
discussing an idea like that."
	"It's something that I've been thinking
about for a long, long time."  Jo replied.  "Almost,
I guess, from the beginning."
	"And am I suppose to guess who this
secret love is?"  Jackie said, stepping a little
closer.
	"I think you already know." Jo said.
	"And if I do?"  came the reply.
	"I guess I'm wondering what you want to
do about it."  Jo said.

	Jackie seemed loss in thought for a few
moments, then reached out and lifted the small
mask off Joanna's face.  She dropped it to the
floor and placed her gloved fingers on each side of
Jo's now exposed face.
	"I guess,  I should do something like this."
Jackie said as she bent forward and kissed Jo on
her lips.



	It took Jo a moment to realize what was
happening, but only a moment. She threw her
arms around Jackie and responded to the kiss with
all the passion she felt inside herself.  As she knew
they would be, she found Jackie's soft lips warm,
inviting, and oh so responsive.  It was a forbidden
dream become reality, one which she had wanted
for so long.
	"Oh God, Jackie,"  she said with tears in
her eyes as they broke the kiss.  "You don't know
how long I've wanted you to do that."
	Wiping away some of the wetness on the
shorter woman's cheek, Jackie smiled.  Until just
a minute ago, she couldn't have imagined her
kissing another woman the way she had just done.
	"Jo, I've never done anything like that
before."  she said as she pulled off her red gloves
to caress Jo's face with her bare hands.  "And part
of me still can't believe I did it."
	That was the honest truth.  Back when
Susan Wong had first come out to her, Jackie had
wondered for a while what it might be like having
sex with another woman.  The question didn't stay
with her long because she couldn't imagine herself
ever being sexually involved with someone
without there being an emotional attachment as
well.  Something she didn't think likely to happen.
At least until this moment.

	"I hope you meant it."  Jo said as she
finally finished crying.
	"I meant it,"  Jackie replied as she traced
the outline of Jo's lips with her outstretched
finger.  "I don't think I've ever meant a kiss
more."
	"And is there going to be anything more
than a kiss?"  Jo asked.
	"I'm totally in the dark here,"  Jackie said
as she smiled.  "You're going to have to help me
along."
	"Jackie,  I've never done it with a woman
before either."  Jo confessed.  "I just know it
wasn't right with Bill -- that I didn't feel quite
complete."
	"Well, I guess it's too late for us to send
out for an instruction manual?"  Jackie laughed as
she took Jo in her arms.
	"I'm sure we'll figure it out."  Jo giggled
as she returned Jackie's embrace and buried her
head against the taller woman's red covered
breast.


	Jackie took Jo's hand and led her into the
bedroom.  It was your typical hotel fare, two
double beds and the mass produced painting
hanging overhead.  Not exactly a romantic
lovenest, but she quickly reminded herself it was
the company, not the location that mattered.
	  Seating Jo on the bottom edge of the
bed, Jackie reached up and started to undo her
Ultra Woman costume. She had just undid the
first of the six golden buttons on her tunic when
Jo reached up and stopped her.
	"Please," she said. "Let me."
	Jackie paused and saw the look of desire
in her friend's eyes.
	"Of course."  Jackie smiled.
	Jo stood up and kissed Jackie.  It was a
brief, light kiss. Just enough to say thank you.
Then her smaller hands reached for the clip that
held together the edges of Ultra Woman's cape
and undid it, sending the white cloak to the
carpeted floor.
	"I think I've been in love with you since
that first day in your office."  Jo said as she undid
two more of the red tunic's buttons.  "I've
thought about this day so often that it almost
doesn't seem real.  I'm afraid that any moment
I'm going to wake up and discover that it's just
another dream."
	"Trust me, "  Jackie said as she felt the
folds of her tunic fall open.  "This is no dream."
	In response, Jo kissed the top of Jackie's
now exposed breasts, placing her left hand against
the simple white bra that held them in place.  The
action sent a warmth across Jackie's chest.
	"You have such beautiful breasts,"  Jo said
as she felt the nipples harden through the thin
material.  "I wish I had breasts like yours."
	"At the moment, I think you do."  Jackie
laughed as she felt Jo's hand slip beneath the
white material and make contact with the warm
flesh beneath. "Oh yes."  she gasped as she felt
Jo's fingertips brush against her nipple.
	With her free hand, Jo undid the center
clasp that held the bra in place and popped it
open.  Once free, it fell down to Jackie's waist,
exposing the pale mounds and the soft hand
cupping one of them.
	Jackie loved the beach but lacked the
nerve to sunbathe topless.  As a result, the outline
of her bathing suit was clearly defined by the area
it had covered.  Just off the center of the pale
white breasts sat wide areola capped by long thick
nipples -- the rich pinkness of which attracted Jo
like a moth to a flame.

	The younger girl reached out with her
tongue and licked the hard tip in the center.  Then
she traced the outline of the pink circle, enjoying
the reality of what she had only done in late night
dreams.  Leaning closer, she guided Jackie's
breast to her mouth, until the dark pinkness
vanished between her lips.
	In the years since the first time she'd let a
boy take off her bra when she was 16, Jackie had
numerous mouths partake of her charms.  Most of
those had been more skilled than Joanna.  But
none of them had produced the excitement that
Jackie now felt.  It was like she was a teenager
again.
	"Mmmm"  Jackie purred as Jo switched
her attention to her other breast and duplicated
her efforts.
	Using both her hands and mouth, Joanna
continued to fill Jackie with delight. Hungrily, she
sucked at each nipple, covering the soft skin
around them with her saliva, leaving wet trails
across the pale mounds.
	This oral ballet went on for what seemed
to Jackie to be an hour, but in reality was only
bout a quarter of that. Eventually Jo let the
objects of her desire slip from her mouth and
against pressed her lips again Jackie's own.
	Her appetite for the woman in her arms
now ravenous, Jo's kisses filled with fire.  Her
tongue glided into Jackie's mouth, finding a
passion that was quickly building to match her
own.
	Jackie took hold of the edges of the red
trimmed blouse of the Mega Girl costume and
pulled it up and over her head, where it also
dropped to the floor -- cape and all.  She also
took a few moments to rid herself of the remnants
of her own costume top.

	Jo's bra locked in the back, but opened
just as quickly.  Unlike the rounded contours of
Jackie's mounds, Jo's breasts were conic in shape.
The areolas of which stuck out like the tops of salt
and pepper shakers.  Jackie had once seen a girl
with similar breasts back in high school and
remembered other girls referring to them as
`puffies'.  Whatever they called them, she found
them as inviting as Jo had found hers.
	 It was also readily apparent by the even
all over tan that Jo didn't share Jackie's reluctance
to taking off her suit at the beach.
	As part of her lovemaking technique,
Jackie often caressed the nipples of male lovers,
going so far as to ply them with her tongue.  Now
she quickly discovered it was much more fun
doing it with another girl.
	"Oh Jackie!" Jo gasped as she felt Jackie's
tongue play across her breasts.  She took hold of
the back of the brunette's head and held her fast
against her mounds, running her fingers through
the long locks as she did.  "I want you to love me
so much."
	"And I want to love you,"  Jackie replied
as she again kissed Jo passionately, not realizing
until this moment just how true that statement
was.
	Both women held each other tightly,
exchanging kisses and rubbing their breasts
against each other.  Their eager hands explored
each other's topless bodies - covering them with
both a gentle touch and soft caress.

	"I guess I should tell you that I found your
drawings."  Jackie said as she paused to catch her
breath.  "It was an accident.  I was looking for
something for a headache."
	Jo froze for a moment, a look of worry on
her face.
	"What did you think of them?"  Jo asked,
a touch of concern in her tone.
	"Well I guess I should be thankful for
them," Jackie said as she kissed the top of Jo's
head.  "Because if it wasn't for me finding them,
we wouldn't be here right now -- doing what
we're doing."
	The concern on Jo's face turned to delight.
	"I have only one question though," Jackie
asked, brushing away a loose string of hair from
Jo's face.  "Who are you really in love with?  Is it
me?  Or is it Ultra Woman?"
	"You are Ultra Woman,"  Jo responded
with a soft kiss. "Without you she would've just
been some old drawings in a notebook.  I think
that concentrating my sexual attraction on Ultra
Woman was a safe way of dealing with it. A way
to keep fantasy and reality separate enough that I
could deal with you in the real world."
	"And now...?"  Jackie asked.
	"And now I just want you to hold me
tight,"  Jo beamed.  "I want you to take me and be
my love.  Today, tomorrow, and forever."

	There were no more words to be said,
both women were sure of that.  The world beyond
these four walls no longer existed, only the
beating of each other's hearts.
	Jackie undid the clips holding the Mega
Girl skirt and let it slide to the floor.  Jo lifted her
feet and kicked it away.  Her panties and boots
followed suit.
	Guided by Jackie's hands, Jo climbed onto
the closest bed.  The taller woman crawled right
behind her.  Leaning over her, Jackie kissed Jo's
belly button.  Then she kissed her way downward,
quickly reaching the edge of  the thick patch of
strawberry blond hair. She shifted position as to
glide in between Jo's outstretched legs.
	An aroma of arousal filled her nostrils as
Jackie kissed the damp patch.  She'd never
imaged she could be so turned on by the scent of a
woman. Her tongue reached out and traced a line
along the center of Jo's wetness, giving Jackie her
first taste of another woman.  She closed her eyes
for a moment to savor the experience.   It made
her feel just a little lightheaded.  Much later in
retrospect, she would decide it had come easier
than the first time she'd tried to take a man into
her mouth.
	"Oh yes, Jackie,"  Jo said as her body
jumped at the touch. "I've always imaged it would
feel this wonderful."
	Encouraged, Jackie moved her pulsating
mouth closer and sought out Jo's clit.  Like she
joked before, she had no experience to guide her,
but her imagination would surely serve.  What
amazed her most was how natural it all seemed.
	Jackie reached out and parted the wet lips
with her fingers, moving her tongue between
them, driving it deep inside.  Holding the folds
with the outstretched fingers of one hand, the
brunette gently slid the index finger of her other
hand inside Jo's pussy.
	Quickly covered by a thick coating of
lubricating juices, her finger effortlessly slid inside.
Slowly, Jackie pushed her finger in as far as it
would go, then eased it back.  She repeated the
motions again and again, moving faster and faster
as she went.
	Alternating between her finger and her
tongue, Jackie delighted Jo more with each
stroke.  A rhythm quickly developed as Jo reached
down and held her friend's head between her legs,
then lurched forward with each movement of her
lover's tongue.
	"Oh yes, Jackie,"  Jo moaned as she
squirmed on the bed. "Fuck me with your
tongue!"
	It surprised Jackie to hear Jo use the
F-word, it was the first time she had ever heard it
spill from her lips.  But then again, she couldn't
think of any place it would be more appropriate.
	Spurred onward, both by Jo's verbal and
physical encouragement's, Jackie thrust her
tongue deep inside the younger woman's love
canal.  The analytical side of her mind wondered
why so many men were hesitant to go down on a
woman when she was finding it so much fun.
	"Oh God, Yes!"  Jo shouted as Jackie's
darting tongue found just the right spot.
	Jackie took her cue from Jo's cries and
centered her attentions on that mark.
	Jo thrusted her pelvis forward, trying to
drive Jackie deeper within her. More than happy
to accommodate her desire, the older woman
began a series of furious motions with her darting
tongue.  The light haired woman moaned loudly
as Jackie gripped her ass cheeks and pressed her
face hard against her wetness, sucking hungrily.
	Jo began to gyrate faster as she felt herself
nearing climax.  Jackie could feel the changes in
Jo's body and tried to drive her tongue even
deeper within her lover, increasing the speed of
her caress.
	Jackie was taken by surprise when Jo
suddenly tensed up and pulled her head tight
against her pussy, holding her in place with both
her hands and legs. Her body quaked and sweat
ran down her breasts as her vaginal muscles
contracted around the instruments of her pleasure.
Then like a wave breaking against the shoals, Jo
orgasmed with a frightening intensity.
	Instinctively Jackie opened her mouth to
call out, only to have her words cut out by a
sudden eruption of feminine nectar.  Held close as
she was, her face was soon covered with the
warm honey as Joanne trashed about in ecstasy.  It
had been a long time since she'd had a sexual
release other than masturbation.  It was her first
orgasm at the touch of another woman  -- and it
had been explosive.