Date: Fri, 12 Jan 2007 03:27:49 +0000
From: Krystal Bianca Vasquez <krys_bunny87@hotmail.com>
Subject: Caiden and I: Part One

This is my first attempt at writing something intimate for others to read
so I hope you all like it. All the events in this short story actually took
place and all the people are real. It is a story about my first love, all
the ups and downs and heartbreak. This story is very dear to me and I would
appreciate it if you didn't steal it and claim it as your own. If you would
like to save in on your computer for yourself that is fine or even sent it
to a friend you're welcome to but just don't steal it.

This was a long and strenuous relationship so it reasons that there would
be multiple instalments this one is the first and it gives you all the
background about Caiden and I. If you like what I have written so far and
you would like me o continue then please please email me and let me
know. If you don't email me then ill just assume that im a piss shit writer
and the story was crappy and I won't write anymore.

Of course all comments are welcome good and bad.

Krystal Krys_bunny87@hotmail.com



WARNING

This story contains Adult Material and is not intended for anyone under the
age of 18, if it is illegal for you to read this wherever you live please
leave now. This story chronicles a relationship between two consenting
females and contains sexual material.




Caiden and I Part One



Caiden and I have been friends since I was 6 and she was 7...our parents
went to high school together and got back in touch when Caiden's mom moved
to Richmond Hill after her Divorce. When I first met Caiden we never got
along because I was one of those skinny short kids that were very easy to
pick on and at that time Caiden had started Gymnastics and she was
significantly larger than I was both in height and muscle development,
Caiden had that stereotypical Gymnast body even at the age of 7.

The first day I met Caiden her mother had brought her by for a play date
while my mother and her went out to lunch and the nanny watch us.

Caiden spend the entire day bullying and tormenting me, first she stole my
pudding when we were having our snacks...then she locked me in the
bathroom, and she even went as far as to wreck my room throwing the toys
around and ripping up my pillows and blamed it all on me. I took all of
this in stride and never complained I admitted to destroying my room and
took the punishment. I was genuinely terrified of Caiden after our first
meeting and unfortunately it wouldn't be our last.

As faith would have it (obviously not in my favour) My Mom and Caiden's Mom
quickly re-kennelled their high school friendship and I found myself
spending an increasing amount of time with Caiden when our moms went out to
dinners, bars and nightclubs.

By the time I was fourteen and Caiden fifteen we had become best friends.
As the years past Caiden's Bullying had obviously subsided to the point
where it was non- existent...but of course Caiden remained the more
dominant in our friendship, she had appointed herself as my Protector and
acted as such.

I guess that this would be a good time for me to mention what Caiden and I
look by the time we were 14 and 15. Well I had started Puberty early and
although I had been a Dancer since I was 6 being trained classically in
Ballet, Modern, Lyrical, and Jazz, I still had somewhat of an athletic
build from the Acrobatic Hip Hop classes, and Surfing in the summers, when
I spend the 3 month vacation in California with my Father. So I was (and
still am, now that imp 20) very physically fit and very active. My mother
is Puerto Rican and my father is an African American, I would say that I
got the best of both worlds, at fourteen I stood at 5'2 (now at 20 I stand
at 5'3...yeah I know imp short), I got my mothers fair skin which is kind
of a natural tanned Caucasian colour, I got her hair, dark brown and big
natural loose curls, her eyes which are a greenish brown and from my father
his lips which are full and his strong facial features, strong cheekbones,
a cute nose, and thick eyelashes and eyebrows.

Now Caiden is absolutely beautiful even at 15 she had pretty much grown out
of her awkward childhood look and grown nicely into her post pubescent
appearance.  Caiden was always taller than I was and at 15 she was 5'6 and
thank god she didn't have any other growth spurts after that because at 21
she is now 5'8... still a lot taller than me but I still feel comfortable
next to her. Caiden's Parents are both Irish, and from the one or two times
that I met her Dad I noticed that Caiden got a lot of her features from
him. Caiden has dark copper red hair, which is bone straight and thick, and
she has the most gorgeous green eyes with splotches of brown and hazel
throughout (can you tell I spend a significant amount of time steering into
them). She has a very defined Jaw line, which she got from her Dad, it's
strong and I think her most attractive physical feature. If you watch the
show Grey's Anatomy I would say that Caiden Fairs an accurate resemblance
to Kate Walsh (the She-Sheppard lol) the only difference being that Caiden,
while she does have the same facial features has a slightly chubbier face,
baby fat that I don't think will ever go away and I love it. Like I said
earlier Caiden is a Gymnast and she took up dance (attending the same Dance
school I did) but she still has that Gymnast body minus the petite breast,
Caiden is around a 36C (I am a 34C). You would think that since both of
Caiden's Parents are Irish that she would have pale skin but to Caiden's
absolute pleasure she got lucky in that she can Tan and she has a golden
undertone which complemented her copper hair well.

I kind of got a little off topic there and yeah carried away but you just
had to know what Caiden looked like because she's just one of those people
that when they walk into a room everyone just has to stop and look.

Now I have known since I was very young that I was attracted to females I
just find that women are more aesthetically pleasing and they are more
caring. In my 20 years (yes and know that isn't very long) I have had sex
with 4 guys and I think that it is safe to say that I know the difference
between making love with a woman and a man, and I can say that I enjoy
being with a woman over a man...women know how they want to be touch
therefore it would reason that they know how another woman would want to be
touch thereby making sex that much better.

The first time I explored or rather attempted to explore my feelings
towards other women was with Caiden when we were about eleven I was curious
as to what it would feel like to kiss another woman so one day when Caiden
and I were hanging out I casually brought up the fact that me and my
boyfriend at the time Nick had kissed for the first time a couple of weeks
prior and that I didn't enjoy it as much as I thought that I would and she
told me that she had the same problem when she kissed Glen for the first
time. I told her that he was really rough and that he tried to kill me with
my tongue, because at the time I really did think that that was what he was
trying to do. He shoved his tongue into my mouth like he was trying to fish
something out of the back of my throat.

Caiden and I had a good long laugh about that.

"I never told you this but I never did like Nick, he tried to hit on me in
English the other day." When Caiden said this I thought that I was going to
fall over.

Nick and I had been together for the better part of our Grade 6 year and I
figured that he understood that I really liked him because he told me that
he really liked me and that he wanted me to be his girlfriend. Well
suffices to say I shouldn't have expected anything different from Nick
because he was always a jerk I knew that even before we started the
relationship. I decided to date him knowing all of this because lets face
it I had a thing for asshole guys and I later found out that I had a think
for asshole girls too.

"Caiden what I wanted to talk to you about was... I was just
wondering... if uhm..."

"Holy shit Krisy spit it out!" Caiden yelled. She was always really short
tempered and impatient.

"Alright alright... I wanted to know... (Caiden rolled her eyes) if you had
ever kissed another girl?" I was so relieved that I had finally got that
out... but that feeling of relief quickly disappeared and was soon replaced
by anxiety.

I waited for what felt like an eternity for Caiden to reply, she just stood
there steering at me with this questioning look on her face.

Then finally she opened her mouth to speak.

"Krisy... why are you asking me this?"

I thought that it was going to all go to hell from here I thought that she
was going to kick my ass and go tell everyone at school that I was a dyke.

After a long awkward silence I kind of panicked and tried to figure out a
way to fix this.

I said the first think that came to mind.

"Uhm...  I was just... I mean it was just that... I figured that... you..."

Caiden just stood there the whole time watching me struggle with this and
she didn't even try to make the situation any better, with every second
that went by it was like I was digging myself a deeper hole. After a while
I actually started to get pissed that she was just standing there watching
me commit social suicide, but then...

"Krisy, im not upset you just caught me of guard."

This was followed by yet another long awkward silence, then I just walked
away and Caiden went home.

It was weird we just kind of dropped it and never talked about it again.

Four years went by and I all but forgot about the whole thing, and we never
mentioned it in that time.

When I was in the eighth grade one of my teachers notice that I had talent
in Visual Arts and she pulled me aside and gave me a pamphlet to a school
for the Arts and told me that I should talk to my mom about it. At the time
I had no interest whatsoever in attending this school because I had already
made plans to attend the local High School with Caiden so I threw the
pamphlet out and forgot about it.

A month or two later when I got home my mom mentioned that she got a call
from one of my teachers suggesting that I audition for the Performing Arts
school and I told my mom that I wasn't interested...but being the strong
headed person my mom is she argued that there would be no harm in
auditioning so I agreed and for the next 3 or 4 weeks and worked on a
portfolio and a couple of dance routines, because I figured that if I was
going to go to a school for the performing arts I would audition for Dance
since I'm trained in it.

I told Caiden about the auditions and she laughed it off because she was
convinced that I wasn't going to go to the school. I found out a couple
weeks before the audition that a couple of my friends were auditioning too,
Whitney for dance, Shannon and Tara for Drama, Denise for music, and Marty
for Visual arts. My audition day was the same as Tara so I got a ride from
Tara's mom because my mom would be at work at that time.

When I got to the school and saw the competition for the Dance program I
was visibly intimidated... thank god we all auditioned separately I was
nervous but all in all I think I did a good job. After my Dance audition
came the Art workshops which Consisted of a Life drawing class (which is
basically Sketching a nude model in a series of different position in under
a minute each position), and the second class was a painting class (in
which we spent 2 hours painting a still-life (Fruits in a bowl, if you
don't know what that is).

When I got home my mom asked me how it went and I told her it was a breeze
and that I wasn't expecting much. When I got upstairs and into my room
Caiden was already there sprawled out on my bed reading my magazines and
listen to music... like she always is.  It's become a norm for Caiden to
just be at my house even when im not there, my mom calls Caiden her other
daughter.

I walked in dropped my bags and we gave each other the usual lazy 'hey' and
continued doing whatever it is that we had to do.

After an hour of surfing the net checking my emails and chatting with
people on MSN about the auditions and all the naked people I saw on the
walls, Caiden finally got up after polishing off the Cosmopolitan she was
reading and acknowledged my presents in the room.

"So how was it?"

I gave her the play by play and told her that I wasn't really expecting
much and that I wasn't even sure that even if I got in that I would be
going to the school anyways.

Then Caiden said something that I never thought that she would ever say.

"K I really don't want you to go to that school, we're supposed to go
through high school together if you go there what am I supposed to do at
RHH without you?"

I was kind of surprised because for the last few weeks Caiden had seen me
prepare for this audition and it didn't seem like she cared either way
whether or not I went to UHS or RHH.

"Cai I'm not going to UHS I only auditioned to get my mom off my back."

She seemed a little more relaxed after I said this and she came over to my
computer desk and gave to a big bear hug from behind and said, "I love you
K"

And I said, "I love you too Caiden"

Its funny because saying I love you to Caiden came so naturally it was like
it was a friendship I love you but there was so much more to it... not like
lovers or anything just something extra just beyond friendship. And I'm
sure that she felt the same way too.

Caiden eventually broke the hug; she had this knack of knowing just how
long to hold on until it reaches the point of being awkward for the two
parties involved.

"So what do you want to do tonight?"

Being that it was a Friday night and neither of us had any real plans for
the night or the weekend for that matter, we decided to call up a few
friends and to see what they were up to.

When we called Tara she said that her older sister was having a party at
their house and that we could come over.

Tara's sister is really cool she was about 3 years older than me (I was 14
at the time) and she was always real chills when we hung out with her, so I
knew that she would be okay with us being at her party.

Caiden and I started to get ready for the party. Yes that's right Caiden
has a closet of her own at my house and I have a closet of my own at her
house...even though we live a couple of streets apart whenever we are at
each other's houses we were always too lazy to trek back to our own house
to get ready for anything so after a while I had accumulated so much
clothes at Caiden's house and she at mine that we just ended up with our
own closets.

When I got out of the shower Caiden was already dressed and doing her
make-up, she was wearing some acid wash low-rise fitted ripped jeans (which
looked amazing on her because she has a great ass from all those years of
working out) and a red ribbed tube top that accentuated her breast and came
just below her belly button showing of her flat toned stomach. She had the
curling iron going and she put her Hair in large loose curls somewhat like
mine with her bangs straight and off to the side of her face.  She looked
amazing.

I stood in front of my closet for a good 10 minutes just looking I never
know what's in there because my mom does my laundry and puts everything
back so I never know what's in there and I never know where anything is.

Caiden noticed me standing in front of the closet still in my towel and I
saw her smirk through my full-length closet door mirror.

"Are you going to get dressed or are you going in the towel... personally I
think you should go in the towel." She laughed and went back to applying
her make-up.

I finally decided on a pair of acid wash fitted low-rise ripped jeans, much
like Caiden's but mine were a darker wash and a rip on the right knee one
on the left back pocket and a small rip just under my right ass
cheek. These were my favourite jeans; all girls know how hard it is to find
a pair of jeans that fit perfectly...well as luck would have it I found a
pair. They were snug on my hips, accentuated my ass, tight about the thighs
showing of muscular shapely thighs (which I am so proud of) and flares a
bit from the knees down.  I decided on some red boy shorts underwear and a
matching slightly padded red cotton bra my mom bought me at Victoria Secret
on her last trip to New York. I love this Bra because it pushes my boobs up
and together just enough to be sexy but not skanky. I then picked out a
white Tank top that was cut low enough to show a little bit of cleavage and
cut an inch below my belly button showing off my abs (which I work on every
night...my pride and joy, I must say).

When Caiden was done with her make-up she turned around to see what I was
doing.

"Wow you look great K!!"

"Thanks babe...you look freaking hot!" I said.

Caiden did a little strut and a turn and said in her best drag queen
impression.

"Thank ya darling"

Every time she does that impression it makes me laugh.

I asked Caiden to do my Make-up because she was always better at it than I
was, whenever we went to dance competitions I would always get her to do my
make-up. She basically did my make-up the same way she did her own. The
charcoal shadow to give that Smokey look, mascara, a little bit of liner,
(a bit of bronzer for Caiden) and some blush and that's it. Neither of us
needs Concealer or cover-up, because luckily we weren't cursed with acne.

By this time my hair was already dried and I had put some gel in it after I
got out of the shower so my curls where already neatly formed and
presentably placed.  Caiden had convinced me to get a hair cut a couple of
months ago, because my hair was half way down my back and getting a little
hard to manage. My hair dresser layered my hair in such a way that when
it's straight it had body and layered long bangs that hugged my face...and
when it's curly I didn't need to style it because it dried in a nice shape.

We looked ourselves over in the mirror got our purses put some cash in our
cell phones some make-up for touch ups and a condom each.

I know that you're thinking that at 14 and 15 we probably shouldn't be
wearing make-up, going to high-school parties where there is alcohol and
thinking about sex.  But Caiden and I had Matured early and our parents
know that we are both responsible and they were okay with us doing the
things we were (with the exception of sex...because at this point I wasn't
having sex, but Caiden had had sex with her boyfriend Glen a couple
times. But they've been together for 3 yeas now) I just brought condoms to
be safe.  Anyways suffices to say that we were mature and safe and that's
all there is to it.

We went downstairs and my mom was on the phone talking to Caiden's from
what I gathered from the content of the conversation on my Mom's end. She
gave us the up and down look smiled and said to Caiden's mom laughing.

"You should see our daughters, man they've grown."

She turned to us and said. "Where are you two off to tonight?"

We told her that we were going over to Tara Minacuchie's for a party that
her older sister was having. She asked us the usually questions... who's
going to be there?  What time are we getting back? The usual stuff. We
answered all her questions let her know that there wouldn't be any adult
supervision but Tara's very responsible, and that there would be alcohol
but we would be careful and she seemed satisfied with our answers and our
honesty so she asked if we need a ride over there and we said yes.

So we went to go wait in the car while my mom finished up on the phone and
got her keys.

"I can't wait till we have our licences." I said, knowing that it would be
another two years for me and one for Caiden, who was already studying her
driving book.

My mom finally came out after about 10 mins and drove us over to Tara's,
which was only 5 mins away. But Caiden and I never turn down a ride.



If you would like me to continue with the story I'm going to need some
encouragement...well not really the other parts are already done I just
need to know if anyone likes it so far, because if I don't hear from anyone
I will assume that no one likes it and therefore it would be pointless for
me to post the rest.

Let me know.
Krys_bunny87@hotmail.com.