Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2004 09:40:48 EST
From: Kato5568@aol.com
Subject: Housecall Chapter 2- Lesbian -Beginnings

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Housecall/beginings/Chapter 2


There was a note on the kitchen counter with Tracey's telephone number. A
bright smile lit up Holly's face as she read the note. She got out the coffee
and started to make a pot. She picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello." Tracey  answered.
"Good Morning, I guess I was not dreaming last night. " Holly leaned on the
counter and recalled the feel of Tracey's body against hers. She began to get
aroused.

                      "No, you were not dreaming. "Tracey reassured her.
"Once you fell asleep you  were out. "

"I will try not to do that again." Holly stretched. Her muscles were sore
from lying on the floor. "My work has some crazy hours. I just thought I'd let
you know that."

"What are you doing?"

"I was just making some coffee. What time is it?" Holly looked around the
kitchen for her watch.

"Close to three thirty. Would you like to get together for an early dinner?
"

"That sounds great. I have to take a shower."

" How about five. I'll come by your place. " Tracey offered.

"Fine. You can stop by earlier if you want. I only have today and tomorrow
off until I have to go back to the grind. There is a key under the ceramic frog
 in the flower bed."

"Ceramic frog. Huh? I'll make note of that. I'll see you in a bit. Bye."

Holly poured herself a cup of coffee. She held the mug with both of her
hands. She could still smell Tracey's scent on her hands. Thank God she was off
today. She looked at the couch and towards the hallway. So how she would never
walk past that wall without thinking about what had transpired there a few
hours  ago. She could see where the carpet plush was compressed from lying there
with  Tracey. Holly sat down at the kitchen table and looked around her
house.

She and Pam had been together for three years. They had always had sex in
the bedroom. They had never done anything in the other rooms in the house. She
was glad that Tracey pressed her up against the wall and attacked her. What
was  happening with her, she thought. She had never in her life taken someone
home  from a bar and slept with them. She was just so attracted to Tracey. She
still  was feeling the intensity of their actions last night. Slow down, slow
down, the  thought kept echoing in her head. She did not want this to be some
fling that  happens. Nor did she want to be stereotypical and have the U-Haul
pulling up.

She recalled Tracey's words "This has never happened to me before."   What
did that mean that there was some strange connection happening between  them.
Tracey, Ms. Campbell did not seem the type to take someone home from  the bar.
  Holly sipped her coffee. Just take it slow, she thought to  herself.    She
closed her eyes for a moment.  She felt  happy and peaceful.  She had
struggled for so long about Pam.  Blaming  herself for not being there or for working
to hard.     She  reflected back on the relationship.  She and Pam co-existed
in the same  house for probably the last two years of the relationship.  If
there were  something with Pam that was worth saving they would have tried to
save it a long  time ago.  She did not want to have another relationship like
that.   She wanted someone who would be there good, bad, or ugly.  She watched
the  snowfall outside and hoped that Tracey would be okay driving. She set
down her  coffee mug and head for the shower.

Steam filled the bathroom as Holly stepped in the shower.  She bent  her head
slightly as the hot water rushed over her body.  She closed her  eyes and
thought about Tracey again.  She had met less than 24 hours ago  but she was the
only thing she could think of.  Tasting her lips she felt  the rush of Tracey
kissing her. She began to caress her body with hand  towel.  She imagined the
slight curve of Tracey's hip toughing her hip as  they danced together.
Tracey's eyes staring at her so  intensely as made her climax.   Touching her
breast Holly could feel  Tracey's hands on her body.  How she caressed and kissed
her all  over.    She grazed her fingers over her nipples.  They  instantly
harden.  She began to rub and fondle herself.  She closed  her eyes and threw
back her head.  She began to stoke and finger her  privates.  She ran her
fingers over the smoothness and into her deep  valley.   Her hand was wet but she
was flowing with her own  secretions.  She began to throb and ache.  Rocking as
her finger  touched her own clit she shuttered.  With a immense quiver and a
intense  yell she made herself come.  She stood in the hot water with her head
 leaning on the shower wall.  She couldn't wait to see Tracey. She felt
another wave of excitement ripple through her body.

Holly sat at the kitchen table sipping her coffee and reading the  newspaper.
 She had finished her shower and put on a wool sweater and a  pair of jeans.
The storm started on Friday and the effects were still lingering  on Sunday.
The doorbell rang. Holly jumped up and ran to the door.

Holly flung the door open and Pam stood there.  You have got to be  kidding,
Holly thought.  "Hey, I was in the neighborhood."  Pam  said.  She had on a
ski hat and jacket with a new ticket hanging from the  zipper.  "Can I come in?"


 "Yeah, I was just expecting someone else."  Holly said as she  stepped away
from the door.  Pam followed her inside, not bothering to  knock the snow off
her boots.  "Would you like some coffee?"
"It's five  o'clock.  " Pam looked at her slightly irritated.  "I'll take
a Diet  Coke if you got one."  She took off her jacket and laid it on the back
of  the recliner.
"I was reading the paper. "  Holly said as  she sat at the kitchen table.  "
What brings you around here?"
"I said I  was in the neighborhood."   Pam said as she took a seat at the
table.
She popped open her soda top.  Holly could smell smoke emitting  from Pam's
clothing.

 "You are always in the neighborhood."  Holly said as she  continued to read
the paper." Still smoking.  You know that is really bad  for you."

 "I am glad to see you still care about me."  Pam said leaning  towards
Holly.

"What do you want?"  Holly was  tired of Pam already.

 "I was just checking on some info I got.  I heard you picked up  some hot
chick in the bar last night and took her home.  I didn't believe  it so I made
to come by and see for myself."

 "Great Sheri still runs her mouth.  Tell her talking smack about  me will
still not get a yes out of me.  What do you care if I did bring  someone home?
You sure as shit have no reason the question what I  do?"  Holly got up and
poured the rest of her coffee down the sink.   "How is what's her name?  Vicky?
 Tory? "

 "Victoria is fine."  Pam said as she moved towards the  sink.  "Its you
that I am worried about."  Holly could feel Pam  standing behind her breathing on
the nap of her neck.

 "What the hell are you doing?"  Holly pushed Pam away from her.  "I would
really like you to leave."

 "Come on Hol, what's wrong?  You used to like me?"  Pam  said as she put
her hands on Holly's hips.

 "Yeah,  I did, but I also used to drool on myself and shit my  diapers."

 "That's not the same."

 "To me it is.  Get out of here Pam. " Holly pointed to the  door.  "Leave."
Pam shrugged her shoulders and got her jacket off the  chair.  "Why did you
do this?"
Holly questioned her.

 "I miss you."  Pam said as she opened the door.  " Thought  that if you
picked up some little whore at the bar that maybe you won't mind a  reminiscing
with me."  Holly marched right up to Pam and slapped her in the  face.  Pam
took a second to compose herself.  "She better be  cute."  Pam opened the door
just as Tracey was about to ring the  bell.  Pam eyed the schoolteacher from
head to toe.  "Call me."   Pam said to Holly as she walked by Tracey.   Holly
mirrored the  confused look on Tracey face.

 "That bitch."  Was all that Holly said.
"I don't  know who that was but I really don't care for her. "Tracey said
as she stood in  front of Holly.  "Are you okay?"  She grabbed Holly's hand
and  squeezed it.
"I am now."  She pulled her into the house and shut  the door.  "Hi."

 "Hi yourself."  Tracey took off her coat and hung it in the  front closet. "
Who was that?"
"That was Pam, my ex-girlfriend.   She was being an asshole.  I am sorry but
she just really pissed me  off.  Now I remember why I don't go to the bar."
Holly put her hand  to her forehead as she tried to calm herself down.  Tracey
was dressed in a  form-fitting shirt that hung to her body. She had on a pair
of Khaki pants with  her hair was pulled back in a ponytail.  Holly began to
feel better as she  stared at Tracey figure.  God she was hot.  "I am really
sorry for  falling asleep on you."  Holly stammered as she touched Tracey cold
check.  "You are cold."
"You look very sexy when you are mad."  Tracey said as she stepped into Holly
's arms.  Holly pulled her close and  rested her chin on her shoulder.
"You look great today.  My  God your outfit is, is fabulous.  It makes me
want to get you out of it as  soon as possible."  Holly said letting the truth
escape.   Tracey  started to laugh.
"I am bad."  She pulled her shirt tighter  across her chest.  "I wore it on
purpose, I changed outfits five  times."  Holly leaned towards her and kissed
her softly and fully.   Her eyes closed as Tracey kissed her back. The taste
was a mixture of coffee,  salt and spearmint.   They sat down on the couch
facing each other.  Holly had her leg crossed underneath the other. Tracey leaned
back on the side  pillow with her feet up on the cushion.  "What time did you
get up?"   Tracey asked.
"Not more than ten minutes before I called you.  I  was very happy to see
your number. What time did you leave and how did I get to  the bed?"  Holly
placed her elbow on the back of the couch and leaned on  her hand.
"I left around ten.  You are a very heavy  sleeper.  I sat and watched you
half of the morning.  I didn't want to  wake you.  You needed your sleep.  It
was nice to just watch  you.  You're very cute when you're sleeping. Not that
you are not cute when  you are awake. "  Holly sensed the blood rush to her
face.  She had  never blushed this much in her life.  Tracey's foot was touching
her  thigh.  "The second was a little difficult but I managed to get you a bit
 awake to walk up the stairs.  You did call me… Rolly."

 "Rollins," Holly chuckled.  " The head nurse in the ER who loves  to wake
me up.  I think she gets kick out of it.  You look nothing  like her.  I will
never ever make that mistake again."   Holly  stroked Tracey's foot with her
hand.  "I can't believe I called you  Rollins.

 "Does Pam stop by often? "  Tracey questioned.
"That's  the weird thing she has never stopped by before today.  I've seen
her on  occasion at work.  She is a paramedic.  So she will bring in  runs."
"That's it."  Tracey slapped her leg.  "She was at the  scene yesterday.
Remember I told you that half went to Hopkins and the other to  General.  She
was on the run to General.  I even talked to her."
"She is up to something."  Holly said thinking of Pam's history  of causing
trouble.  "She knew that I took someone home from the bar…"  Holly raised her
eyebrows and started to laugh.  "I have never done that  before."

 "As if I have."  Tracey said defensively.  "I barely even  go tot he bar
let alone go home with … with …a doctor."   She smiled  brightly.  "Wow, I did
pretty good.  My mother would be proud."

 "You are not right. I`ve been thinking about you since I got up."  Holly
leaned over and kissed her.  Tracey kissed her back.

 "I've been thinking about you, too."  She pierced Holly with her  silver
eyes. Instantly Holly could feel herself become damp.  "Can I be  honest with
you?"
She has a girlfriend, Holly thought to herself.  Holly  nodded while she held
her breath.  "I am really scared of you.  Of  what happen.  Of what I want to
have happen."  Tracey looked scared of  what Holly would say.  "I don't want
to freak you out, but I am freaking  out."
"What would you say if I told you that I feel almost the  same way."  Holly
watched her face for a reaction. "I just don't want to  fall into the U-Haul
version of a relationship. Not that I am saying that I want  to live together…
God that would be way too early.  You understand what I  mean?"

 "I understand.  We are both a little overwhelmed."

 "That `s it overwhelmed."  Holly agreed.  "You may not even  like me after
a week."

 "I'll disagree.  I will probably still like you after a week.  The week
following I'll have to wait and see."

 "I need to tell you that I was hoping that you would be at the bar  last
night.  I would have gone straight home if you did not come into the  ER
yesterday.  What would you have done if I wasn't at the bar last  night?"  Holly
teased as Tracey's face flushed.

 "I..I would be checking out all the tall blonde with short blonde  hair and
brown eyes to see if it was you.  Or made some excuse up to visit  the ER or
call the hospital.  In reality and know how I am, I would have  done nothing
and hoped one day I would run into you and thank you for helping my  team.  I
went to the bar to see if you might be there."  Tracey leaned  forward and
brushed her lips against Holly's.  She backed off for a second  looking for the
hesitation in Holly's face.   There was none.   She moved closer and began to
kiss her deeply.  Holly pulled her  closer.  They were kissing passionately.
Holly pulled Tracey on to  her lap and stroked her hand across Tracey clad shirt.
 Their breasts were  touching. Holly pulled her closer trying to fill the
void that she urgently  felt.  She began to gyrate against Tracey, who moaned
softly.  Pulling  her hips closer and pushing upward Holly felt her dampness
through her  jeans.  Tracey eyes opened widely, "Tell me I am  dreaming."

 "I am having the same dream." Holly pulled off her shirt and began to
fondle each of her breasts.  Pulling them free of the bra, began to kiss  and
suckle each one, her tongue nipped and circled as the nipple became  erect.  With
her mouth she grabbed a sensuous flesh into her mouth and  began to suck.
Tracey began mimic rhythm against Holly.  Tracey  arched backwards as Holly
continued to make love to her breasts.  Gasps of  breath were trembling from Tracey'
s lips. With her hand she pulled Tracey's hair  free of the ponytail weaving
her fingers in the dark  tresses.     Holly pushed her back against the couch
and  began to thrust her knee into her crotch.  They moved together rocking to
 the rhythm of each other. Holly felt her shirt being pulled over her head
and  her breasts being free of her bra.  Tracey lips touched her exposed fresh
with such eagerness. Her lips were soft and tugged at breast softly at  first.
 Flicking her tongue across the bare fresh cause Holly to twist away  with
excitement.  Her reaction made Tracey laugh.

 "Is some one ticklish? "  Tracey teased as she flicked her  tongue again.
"Are you ticklish?"  Holly asked as she unzipped  Tracey's jeans and slipped
her hand under the satin panties.  The flesh was  so saturate Holly knew that
she would make her cum quickly.  She probed  further with her fingers as a
huge scream streamed from Tracey.  Deeper and  deeper she stroked and touched
the delicate fresh.  Holly began to cum as  Tracey rubbed her crotch through her
jeans.  Just as Holly's finger's  touched her clit Tracey screamed out.  She
lurched forward and bit Holly's  shoulder to muffle her scream. Two fingers
replaced one as Holly continued to  feel the heat pulsing against her fingers.
Tracey's head was flung back and  moans left her lips. In a quick motions,
Holly tongue replaced her  fingers.  The taste was sweet and warm. She licked,
sucked and pressed  deeper into Tracey's valley.  Juices were flowing as she
lapped the  delicate fruit.  Between her teeth she caught Tracey's clit and
playfully  nipped. As she tongued the clit she heard Tracey scream out and felt her
 shutter.   Sucking on the clit until the convulsions stopped. Tracey's
hands were wrapped in her hair and urged her on.
"God, you  have to stop!"  Tracey finally could not take the assault. With a
smirk,  Holly moved up her body.  She could see that Tracey was flushed and
having  to catch her breath.  Tracey eyes were closed and hair outlined her
face on  the couch pillow.  She looked small and frail.  Her eyes opened and a
smile appeared on her face, "You got some sleep?  I think I am going to be  in
trouble with you."   Holly kissed her on the lips.  Tracey  smiled back
weakly.  "Just give me a minute."  Her eyes shut  again.

 "One of these days, we are going to have to make it to the  bedroom."
Holly said as she position herself behind Tracey with her arms  wrapped around
her.  Tracey turned to face her.  Tears glistened in  the corner of her eyes, she
kissed Holly's lips gingerly.  She put her  cheek on Holly's breast and
snuggled closer.

 "I am fine right where I am at."  Tracey said her finger traced  Holly's
nipple.  Instantly, the pink orb stood erect.  Her lips  followed her finger in
besieging.  Holly knew she had climaxed with Tracey  earlier but felt herself
growing aroused as Tracey began to suckle on her  breast.   Suddenly Tracey
stopped and looked at Holly,
"Unless you want me to move?"

 "Between the couch, the wall, the floor, the shower, and the couch  again, I
think we should move somewhere a little bit more comfortable."

 "The shower?  I don't remember the shower?"  Tracey teased  as she nipped
at her breast.
"Believe me you were definitely  there in spirit."  Holly felt the
embarrassment showing in her flushed  cheeks.

 "Come and show me."  Tracey stood up and reached for Holly's  hand.  Holly
jumped up and led her to the bathroom.



Author Notes: Sorry, it has taken so long to continue.  Thank you  for the
feedback.  I hope to continue in the near future.

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