Date: Mon, 27 Oct 2008 17:05:54 -0400 From: J. V. <ciadow@live.com> Subject: no can't be an answer 3 Usual disclaimers This is an f/f love story, if you are offended by such things, leave now. If it is illegal in your state or province leave now and if you're underage...you know the deal. She ran back to the dorm. Was it out of happiness, excitement, fear, she didn't know. She pushes her dark red hair behind her ear. It's just a hug. That's it. If I feel something then she might just be a good friend. It was only 3 and she hoped her roommate didn't notice the time. Because then she might think I was lying. She went into her room, and there was Nikki lying on the bed. She was dressed up, not to be inside that's for sure. "Hey Nikki, class let out early, and I have nothing to do really, um...hey do you want to go out for a late lunch? "Yeah, sure it'll be like a very late lunch," Laughed Nikki. They walked out the dorm together, in an awkward silence. Unknown to each other, they were stealing glances at each other. But when they got outside, they had no ides where they were going to go. Rebecca, didn't want to say anything, inside she was feeling butterflies, nervous, as if she said anything it would be something stupid. She looked at Nikki, wondering if she felt the same thing. Or was she ruining her opportunity to get to know her better. - You know, when she asked me if she wanted to get something to eat,, she looked so hopelessly lost at words, I wondered if she felt the same thing. Man I only knew her for a day; this was going to be a long semester. When we got outside it was this connection, and sense of dread. I was afraid to get to close to her, and afraid to be away, she looked so cute, and her glasses made her look so sexy. I wanted to touch her, could I play it off as the touchy feely type, I'm dammed... sometimes I wish I was extroverted. - "Well we could go to the cafeteria," I blurted out as cheery as I could. I saw a hint of smile as I Nikki's face turned. Well, needless to say we ate, and started to get to know each other. Were both from conservative families? She is a Pisces. She doesn't have a boyfriend. She's extremely gorgeous, (you know from a straight girl's point of view). She has a sister named Jas (nickname from what I can tell). She is afraid of clown's lmao. She is 22. Most of the times, I stared into her eyes while she talked. I got lost in them; they looked filled with hurt, and showed such emotion. She looked closed up. And when she finished, there was just a comforting silence, and I knew I'm going to be in deep shit if we get any closer. - Wow, I can't believe I told her my life story. Most of it at least, she doesn't need to know everything. When we talked she held my gaze with those eyes. It's like I couldn't look away. She laughed when I said I was afraid of clowns. I don't know if that was a good or bad thing. I wish I knew more about her. I was putting myself out there; maybe I could ask her something. "You know, I told you a lot about me, what about u?" I tried to pry her out of her shell. I learned she was 21. Had a boyfriend named Carlos...my heart dropped at that, she had two brothers named Alan, and Joshua. We both listened to Victorian industrial, rock, alternative, rave, techno stuff. My favorite band being this Russian rock band SLOT, which she said if I liked she probably would, and I promised her when we got back, I would let her listen to my Zune. She is extremely pretty when she smiles. We left the cafeteria, closer then before. And I was happy. I hoped she was too. So when she said it was cold, I instinctively brought her closer. It was like fire, warming every part when we touched; I just dwelled in the comfort. I think she felt it to, as she pressed closer content next to me. Her hair smelled tropical... hehe, something like coconuts. Since she was shorter then me, - God, this was not happening, I was getting hot from a girl. She held me close, and I felt every touch. She smelled good, fruity almost. We walked like this to our dorm, when we had to part to get through the door. When we got to our room, Nikki went to her drawer and got the Zune. And put it on slot, and they were awesome. I lay in bed with her Zune blaring in my ears, unaware, that she was watching my every movement. She went to change, and then it was my turn to watch but then she turned so I couldn't see anything. And I was disappointed. Why was I disappointed? But then I gave her back her Zune and told her I was going to sleep, why I was telling her this. "She then said goodnight and gave me a hug. She wasn't wearing a bra. I felt her breast upon mine, and then as quickly as she gave me one she let go. Then said, well I really don't feel like being inside I'm going out, see you later, she got dressed, very casual and left the room. - Damn it, I needed relief. Just hugging her, why did I hug her? Sooo clubs it was. There was a gay bar not to far away. So I walked there, intending to either get laid or drunk. It wasn't a busy night. I order a beer, and looked at the selection. None of them was Rebecca. I saw a cute brunette, sitting at the end of the bar. I walked up to her and asked is she wanted to dance, she said sure, and I led her to the dance floor. It started getting crowded and we had to dance closer, crotch against crotch. She was moaning into my neck, until someone said go get a room. We laughed I thanked her for the dance, and she asked me if I wanted to go to her place. Hell yeah I did. She was 5'4", 140 about, green eyes, straight brown hair. As I looked at her more closely I realized how unique her features were. I've done my share of one night stands but damn this one was hot. - It was 2 am, the clubs were closing, and she still wasn't back yet. Why I was even worried. It's her business where she goes. My breast got hard as soon as I started thinking about her. There was something about her that I could not get out of me. I went into her drawer to get he mp4 player, and noticed a letter, I know it wasn't my business. What could a peek do? It was pictures of girls naked, and her...wait a minute? No it was the same girl. It kind of looked like Nikki. But it wasn't. They were her sleeping, in the shower, drunk. Damn that girl was hot too, A little less curves then Nikki, but none the less beautiful. I knew I was wet by the way I started breathing, my nipple showing through my t-shirt. Carlos...that was the only way I could satisfy my needs. I dialed him up. "Hey babe, are you up? I need you to fuck me good." He chuckled sure babe be there in a few got to wash up." He got here in record time, I kissed him roughly pressed my pussy into his leg. I was already naked as the day I was born. He kissed my neck, and played with my breast. I kept imagining it was Nikki though, when I realized it was him I stopped. I needed relief badly and I was no either was, I wanted him to eat my pussy. He looked at me, and said "no way, that's for dykes". I pleaded with him. " Look I suck your dick all the time, why can't you do the same to me?" "No see, your shit, is made to take my shit, and that's it!" He pushed me out of the way and went out the door. I honestly never that side to him before, funny thing is I didn't even want to try and save it." I knew I needed Nikki. I needed her touch, damn I'm going to seduce her. Its exactly what I'm going to do. I am scared of clowns. I hold on to lies like a light needs flames. Her smile seems etched into my mind. And I look at her grave and run away. It's not possible. It really can't be right. This is not her. She is not a corpse in a ground. She's breathing. And her lips are on my neck, her hands tracing my waist; Sliding down my smooth stomach, her cold hands making me even hotter. She is looking at me, and I am smiling for the first time since my mother died, now I am crying and looking at a mirror. A brunette owns the mirror, her hazel eyes soft, questioning. Puffy, red, and pale is her skin. The glow has been lost, and she is weeping. I look at myself, and my hair is tossed my breast rise with each breath. I lay down trying to sleep, but my dreams were restless. My dreams were not me, it was something trying to tell me something.