Date: Fri, 17 Mar 2000 19:10:45 EST
From: Lyla Mintrose <lylaxmint@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tia's Evolution

Okay, this is my first story of the sort, so I hope you guys like it.
Remember, no underage readers! (I doubt you guys are going to pay any mind
to that, but remember, I said it!)
Send comments to: lylaXmint@hotmail.com
Enjoy!

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	She sighed with a mixture of weariness and relief as she stepped into the
dim, cool interior of her living room. Shrugging off her heavy coat and even
heavier backpack, she glanced at the clock on the wall above her head. It
read 2:45.
	"Plenty of time." she happily thought to herself, taking off her shoes and
heading to the computer in the study across the hall. She flipped on the
switch and sat down before it in the plush red chair. As she waited for it
to load, she gently took the silver necklace from around her neck, and on
the chain, a small key swung delicately back and forth.
	Using that key, Tia unlocked one of the desk's metal drawers, and inside
she saw the soft, familiar velvet box which caused her heart to flutter with
pleasure. She unclasped the hook and lifted the rich blue lid.
	Beholding her favorite toy, her lavender waterproof vibrator, Tia signed
online to check to see if Kristyn had sent her any new e-mails today.
Kristyn was her best friend, and she had left home with her boyfriend three
months ago. They exchanged e-mails daily though, mostly letters detailing
sexual experiences they had with their boyfriends. It was funny but it
seemed to Tia that writing regularly to one another made them closer than
when they had seen one another daily.
	Two letters were in her mailbox. By the title and unfamiliar sender name of
the first email, she knew that it was just another invitation to some smutty
porn site with dirty girls she wouldn't want to see anyway, and she deleted
it. The other email was from Kristyn.
	As she read the letter, she saw that it was another detailed chronicle of
Kristyn's outings with her boyfriend, and she felt that warmness between her
legs again which was so familiar in this situation. She easily slipped off
her panties and lifted her feet to the metal table, one foot on each side of
the keyboard. Using one hand to scroll down, she used the other to softly
caress her clit. It was tingling for a harder touch but she wanted to match
her sensations with Kristyn's description's in the letter, and she wasn't
ready for orgasm yet.
	Reading the descriptions of Kristyn and Matt going down on one another in a
library bathroom, Tia began to gradually rub her pussy faster and faster
until Kristyn's description of climax began. She felt the warm wetness in
the lower part of her vagina, and her wrist spun fast now on her clit.
Orgasm came over her, starting at her clit and bursting to her abdomen. Her
thighs spasmed and she threw her head back with a moan.
	"Unnnhhhhhh..."
	She squeezed her legs together and concentrated on the sensations that
caused in her pussy. Her heavy breathing slowed down just a little as she
closed her eyes and relaxed.
	Opening her eyes again, she sat up a little now and continued to read the
letter. She grasped her vibrator and switched it on. It began to hum and
vibrate, and an anxious smile played on Tia's lips. She spread her legs wide
again, holding her left leg to her chest with her left hand as she inserted
the vibrator into her open pussy. It was tight at the entrance, then easily
slipped in. She read and imagined Matt's ass moving back and forth now
between her best friend's legs, the two of them cramped together on the tile
floor
of the library's restroom. She felt her girl muscles tighten pleasingly
around the plastic shaft.
	She matched the penetration of her toy with the descriptions Kristyn gave
in her letter, letting go of her leg occasionally to tease her clit. She was
laying low on the chair now, ass and pussy level with the keyboard, legs
spread parallel to her computer screen. In and out went Matt, and in and out
matched her vibrator.
	She noted remotely that she was so wet now, she felt her juices dripping
down to her ass. Her free hand rotated between rubbing her pussy and playing
with her tits, making little wet lines across the nipples. Her other hand
kept bringing the vibrator in and out.
	She let out a loud moan, almost a scream, and thrust her hips out as she
came. That caused her vibrator to penetrate deep into her pussy, and her
legs went up so high they were almost over her shoulders. Her body shook a
little and a pink blush spread across her chest.
	After a moment of sweet oblivion, Tia drew the plastic shaft out of her
pussy and sat up in the plush red chair. She felt completely relaxed now,and
happy as she wiped her juices from the vibrator with a kleenex. She slid her
legs back into her panties and sat up, stretching.
	"Mmmm, so good." she thought pleasantly as she looked down onto the surface
of the chair. Towards the edge, a circle of fabric was darkened from a red
to a darker maroon, and she studied it and smiled. Kristyn's e-mails
combined with her little toy were always sure to make little wet spots on
the chair, she thought.
	She placed the vibrator back into its case and locked the drawer. Then she
went upstairs to her room for a little post-orgasmic nap.

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	It was Friday afternoon as Tia sat restlessly on the hard, plastic chair
that too many high schools used for their students. She dazedly twirled her
pen in her hand as she watched the minutes go ever so slowly by on the
clock, her math teacher's voice a distant drone in her mind. Her thoughts
were on college, perfect boys, gum, pens, Kristyn, cameras, Matt... on
everything but the meaningless numbers on the blackboard. She yawned.
	She raised the hand holding her pen high up in the air. Seeing this,her
teacher stopped and folded his arms across his chest.
	"Yes, Tia?" he asked.
	"Can I please go to the bathroom?" she said, resting her arms on her blank
notebook. She looked her teacher in the eye.
	He sighed. Yes, he was so uptight about letting his students leave to go to
the bathroom. She watched him patiently.
	"Two minutes, Tia. Come right back."
	She pushed away from the cold, small desk and stood up, fixing her skirt
with her hands before proceeding to the door. She felt watched. Attempting
to look confident, she strode to the door and walked out.
	 As she walked into the girl's bathroom, she acknowledged that it was empty
before going into the last stall. In the stall, she pushed her panties down
and spread her legs just a little. Her boredom was making her a little bit
horny, and she thought that a little playing wouldn't hurt. It would only
take a minute.
	As she floated freely in that pre-orgasmic sensation, playing with her
pussy in that last stall of the girl's bathroom, she suddenly heard the door
open and the click of shoes coming towards where she sat. Surprised, she
pulled her fingers away from her twat and closed her legs, putting her hands
in her lap. She thought angrily to herself that this person had just
disrupted her from a nice, in-school orgasm, and at the same time felt a
little guilty
about what she was doing in a public place. She held her breath and sat
quietly.
	The shoes came all the way to the front of her stall and stopped. Tia's
heart pounded as she observed the black, clunky mary janes and navy blue
stockings beneath the stall door, still holding her breath, not knowing what
to do or what to say. She stayed silent.
	"Tiiiiaaaaaa...." the girl said, and at first Tia had no idea who it was
that was saying her name as she stood before Tia's stall, seeming to know
about Tia's guilty games. She flipped through names in her mind.
	"Hey, Tia!" the voice called again, and in Tia's mind the voice clicked
with a name, and she gasped. It was Lila's voice.
	She pulled her panties back up and smoothed her skirt, then she took a
breath and stepped out to see Lila.
	As she had thought, her crush stood there before her, shiny black curls
framing her face and bringing out her blue gray eyes. Tia's heart thudded as
she saw her, her beauty almost intimidating her, embarrassing her and making
her feel uncomfortable. Lila was wearing a blue plaid skirt and a black
vintage t-shirt, and her skin looked soft and pale with her makeup, with her
lavender tinted lips. The blue gray eyes looked her up and down.
	"I saw you leaving Mr. Lamber's room and I decided to follow you and say
hi." Lila said, her voice rich and smooth, almost cooing at Tia. Tia forced
a smile.
	"Yeah." she said, trying to come up with a better, wittier reply.
Everything that came to her sounded too corny to say to a girl like Lila.
	Lila laughed and made Tia feel a little bit more comfortable, because it
sounded honest, true, caring... feminine. Her muscles relaxed a little.
	As Tia looked into Lila's eyes, the laughter gradually left them and turned
serious. Tia waited.
	"I've been noticing that you like to watch me." Lila whispered, moving
closer to Tia. "And I wanted to ask what goes through your head when you
look at me."
	Tia's breath caught in her throat. Lila was close now, so close that the
tips of her breasts almost felt warm near Tia's . Her shiny curls were so
close to her face, so close and soft and Tia could smell the sweetness that
perfumed her. She didn't know what to say.
	Then suddenly, Lila turned away from Tia and began to head for the door.
"No," Tia thought, watching Lila as she walked away from her, the clicking
of her mary janes loud in her ears. "Don't leave."
	But Lila stopped at the door and didn't open it. Instead, her hand reached
up for the lock and turned it. Tia stood frozen.
	Lila was coming towards her again. "Now," she whispered, "we can talk
without interruption. Sit with me."
	They lifted themselves up to the sinks and turned towards one another. From
the corner of her eye, Tia saw their reflections in the mirror- two pretty
girls sitting together in the bathroom, one girl dark haired and petite, the
other girl auburn haired and femininely curvy. She briefly thought about
what those lesbian-obsessed boys in her gym class would think of this image.
	"I like it when you look at me." Lila said, looking deeply into Tia's eyes.
"You make me feel pretty. I like looking at you, too. I've always liked you.
I've always thought you were pretty and smart and just about perfect."
	Lila moved closer to Tia on the counter and lifted her hand to Tia's cheek.
Tia felt her palm graze her face softly, a gentle caress, perfect like light
springtime breeze on a warm day. She felt her eyes close in response to the
touch.
	"I want to get to know you," Lila kept whispering, her voice also soft,
causing Tia to want more and cherish the softness of Lila's entire being at
the same time. She lowered her face. "Do you mind if we do this, now?"
	Tia opened her eyes and took in Lila's face, hauntingly pretty. The curls,
her small, full lips, her soft cheek, and those eyes. Without thinking about
it too much, she nodded. A happy look came to Lila's eyes and she lifted her
face up to Tia. Their lips met.
	It was a soft kiss, it was soft and feminine as they were. It was sweet and
loving, and it was perfect. They kissed again.
	They reached for one another, exploring each other as they kissed,
embracing, feeling their bodies beneath the soft fabrics of their clothes.
One of them turned the water on in the sink and ran her fingers beneath the
stream. Then she brought her wet hand to the other's face.
	Lila's top, the vintage tee shirt, found it's way down to the cold tile.
Tia's top also fell, the lavender tank top, and soon followed the
girls'bras. Their hands now ran along each other's bare breasts, longingly,
getting to be almost hungrily as they explored one another, caressing,
licking, playing with nipples. They were lost in one another's bodies.
	A few times, there were knocks at the door and the sound of an irritated
girl or two, but they didn't hear because of the running water and because
of their focus on only the other. Bells rang, and the day progressed. The
school was dismissed, and Lila and Tia were completely oblivious. The
hallways outside of their bathroom emptied and quieted.
	Inside, the girls were now completely nude, their tops, their skirts, their
bras and panties all crumpled on the floor. Tia's head was between Lila's
thighs, licking her clit, running her tongue all along her pink pussy, and
Lila lay spread eagled on the counter. The sink continued to run the water.
	Tia, as she licked Lila all over, everywhere between her legs, one hand
caressed Lila's breast and the other hand finger fucked Lila's hole, and
Lila was sitting up on her elbows, sometimes watching Tia between her legs,
other times moaning with her head back, eyes closed. One of Lila's legs were
pressed against the bathroom mirror, and the other hung off the edge of the
counter. Tia stayed nestled down there, licking, fucking, tasting, moaning.
	When Lila came, the leg which was pressed against the mirror slid way up to
her head, making a high pitched screech as the flesh rubbed closely against
the glass. Her moan was loud over the noise of the running water. Her juices
had made a puddle on the counter.
	The girls kissed there once more, embraced, and got down from the counter,
getting dressed again. Tia's watch read 3:15. She realized that she hadn't
even returned to math class.
	They walked to Mr. Lamber's room together, and luckily the door was open
and the room was empty. Tia grabbed her books and ran back to where Lila
stood. They left the building side by side, and walked down the street.
Where they had to part, they kissed quickly beneath a tall cherry tree.
	Tia's head swam with happiness, and her eyes shone as she held her books to
her chest. Being with Lila was amazing, and she knew that their relationship
was only beginning. On Monday, she would never hear the end of it from Mr.
Lamber... but Lila's voice, her curls, her sweet femininity, her breasts...
they were all worth it. Worth more. And Tia couldn't wait to see what they
would encounter next.

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