Date: Sat, 18 Dec 1999 22:38:06 CST
From: Venus Machavilla <venusmachavilla@hotmail.com>
Subject: -Prelude to Fever-

I had a lot of people tell me they wanted history, so here ya go!I'm open to
anymore comments and i love to hear people tell me what they like or
dislike.
Venus

I've never truely felt like i belong in my school. I started out being this
geeky little freshman. Then I met Tracy. And my life changed. Tracy, the
first day I saw her i felt this heat between us, I didn't think about it,
you know, teenage hormones are all screwed up. Nickole was beautiful. She
had dark brown hair and smokey blue eyes. She was definelty there.(She made
a statement, to put it lightly) She had nice breasts, a little over a b but
not quite a C yet. Anyways, my little group of friends were talking and in
walked Tracy. She wore tall black thigh high boots, black fish net stocking,
a leather miniskirt, a black tube top and leather jacket. Her long brown
hair was piled in her head with a claw and little "sex curls" hung around
her face. Since my group was into the gothic at that time she fit right in
as she walked up and started to talk.
	"Do any of you have psychology first hour?"
Her words were like silk, she had this cute acent, not very noticeable, but
there.  I was really glad for once I hadn't changed classes.
"Yeah, I do. My name is Venus, you?"
"Venus? I love it, like the Goddess or the pianting?   oh my name is Tracy.
I had no idea about the painting godess thing, I'd never thought of it like
that.
"My mother say the goddess, my father says the painting."
i smiled as she smiled, she had a crooked smile with rooked teeth and her
eyes just twinkled. After the beel rang I lead her around to her locker and
over to our class. Mr. Smith intorduced her and she got to sit next to me. I
was glad. She seemed to know a lot about personalities and stuff so I could
finally talk to a real person (my class was a little slow.) We sat and
talked though the hour and realized we had about 5 of the 7 classes
together, and lunch. As the bell rang for class to end, we stood up and i
walked her to her next class, explaining as much as i could. As i walked
down the hall i realized i was wet, my pussy seemed to be dripping and i
swore i could smell it. I got nervous. I'd never felt that way about a girl,
an the guys in my school never really turned me on. I tried to shrug it off
and went on to class. all during the class I thought about Tracy. She was so
beatiful, her hair, her legs, her breasts. I found my self thinking about
her pussy, it was barely hid under that skirt. All of a sudden I was thrown
back to reality when the bell rang. I went through the next class the same
way. Nickole and I shared all the afternoon classes and I couldn't stand to
have to sit next to her, she might find out.. others might find out. As I
walked to my car for lunch I heard Tracy yelling my name.
"Venus! Hey V! Hold Up!"
I turned arounf to see her walking towards me, her body sawying. Oh how i
wanted her. We went out to my car and drove over to my normal smoking place,
a little dam near the edge of town, the cops don't care if there are cars
there, as long as it isn't loud. I pulled out a cigarette and Tracy laughed.
"That's all? Try this..."
She dug throough her bag and found a joint. I didn't know, smoking was one
thing, pot was another. She lit up and handed it to me. i took a long drag.
After a while we were both pretty stoned. (I've found that I giggles at
everything.) We were both pretty open.. talking about everything. Then it
came out, god, you're so beautiful.
	i couldn't believe i had just said that. What would she think? that it was
a friend to friend or woman to woman? Tracy just looked at me and smiled.
"You beautiful too. I saw that from the first moment. You have nice
breasts."
	(My breasts have always been my pride an joy. C cups in my school are
uncommon and i have the biggest breasts.)
I blushed, "thanks. So do you."
Then Tracy leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
" i can tell... am i right?"
I wanted her so much at that instance, but i played it cool.
"what do you mean?'
Tracy just leaned over and kissed me, her lips slightly parting as her
tounge filled my mouth. They were so soft... i will always remeber them,
like silk gliding over my lips. She ran her hands through my hair and pulled
me closer.. i kissed her back then too. I wrapped my arms around her small
little body and ran my hands over her smooth, warm skin. As the kiss broke
we just looked at each other, our eyes seemed to melt into this understand.
We sat in the back of my car for the next twney minutes, just kissing and
feeling one another. Tracy and I both wanted to try differnt things but i
mean, i just realized i was gay, how could i just simple then sleep with
her. We just explored one another, our hands roaming over our shoulders and
backs.We both realized the time factors and headed back to school. I didn't
know what to think as i sat in my classes. I just sat there in a daze,
thinking about Tracy and how wonderful her lips tasted and felt. I couldn't
wait until we had some more free time...